Metz's absolute offensive core has been hooked away by his opponent!

You guys are just kicking it!

"What a clumsy trick!"

Chen Hao shrugged:

"He claimed to be an assistant director in Paris, Oliver Le Tang, who wanted to give me an annual salary of 15 million, but I have turned him down."

"What? 15 million?!"

Cartier almost broke his chin.

You know, his annual salary at Metz... is only 500,000!

As the team's maximum salary, Chen Hao's weekly salary is only 20,000 euros, 54 weeks a year. With the appearance fee, goal bonus and other bonuses, his annual income will definitely exceed 1.5 million.

This is a full ten times the gap!

"You refused?"

Cartier looked incredible.

Chen Hao opened the door to the room:

"Coach, do you believe me?"

Cartier shook his lips and did not give the answer immediately.

Although Chen Hao was promoted from the youth training team to the first team, under the temptation of such huge benefits, no one dared to guarantee that the players would not betray!

Chen Hao was not surprised, he just smiled:
Chapter completed!