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Chapter 513 The Engineer and Lafayette

Chapter 513 The Engineer and Lafayette

After dealing with the reporters a little haggard, Pellegrini went to the team locker room a little tired.

As far as he is concerned, he would rather play two league games in a row than deal with the reporters. There will be some tricks that will trap you, and then the next day will be full of gossip and speculation.

These reporters are best at playing word games and developing brain holes. It is obviously just a normal answer, but after their interpretation, the meaning will be misinterpreted and evolved into countless versions.Seriously, it will cause huge public opinion and turmoil, making people overwhelmed.

When he just picked up the pointer, Pellegrini jumped into the language trap of the reporters many times, causing a commotion, although with the precipitation of time and experience, Pellegrini also concluded that A set of methods to deal with the media, but if he had a choice, he still didn't want to deal with this group of people too much.

However, despite being tired, Pellegrini is in a very happy mood at the moment. Although he seems to say that he doesn't care, it is very flat, but in fact, he can lead the team to defeat the dominant team in La Liga, and still with "" "Crushing" is a way to increase confidence and boost morale, both for him and for the team.

Just like most professional players yearn for a broader and more brilliant stage and become a member of a wealthy team, as a coach, Pellegrini also yearns for greater achievements in his own field and can beat the world football team. One of the best super giants in the altar, this is something that makes him proud.

Not every professional coach has the opportunity to coach a wealthy team, and not every professional coach has the opportunity to lead a team to defeat a wealthy team. Counting this victory and the two matchups last season, Pei Legrini has suffered three consecutive games against a super giant like Real Madrid, which will surely become a glorious record worth remembering in his coaching career.

With such a happy mood, the fatigue on his body seemed to be relieved a bit, and even the steps under his feet became much lighter.

But in the end, Pellegrini still did not enter the locker room. The room was filled with cheers, singing, and excited play. Obviously, his disciples were celebrating the victory enthusiastically.

Pellegrini originally wanted to encourage and praise the performance of the disciples tonight, but in the end he just smiled lightly, turned around and left.

The hustle and bustle of the Love Song Stadium has gradually dissipated. The bright and bright night enveloped the land, and there was a cool night wind blowing past. Pellegrini, who had just walked out of the stadium, sniffed the slightly salty air and stretched comfortably .

For him, it was a wonderful night, the team won, the big score against Real Madrid, which made him happy enough.

Standing quietly in the night wind for a moment, as if all the exhaustion in his body was gone with the wind, he took a deep breath again, and Pellegrini lifted his foot, ready to walk away.

A black car was parked across the street. When Pellegrini turned around, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit stepped down and trotted to Pellegrini.

"Mr. Manuel, do you have time? My boss wants to talk to you."

Pellegrini was taken aback for a while, and then looked in the direction of the man in the suit. The car window was lowered slowly, and a familiar face that he had seen countless times on TV and newspapers was printed in his eyes, making him He swallowed the words he wanted to refuse originally.

The old man wearing glasses in the car smiled at him and nodded, Pellegrini opened his mouth in surprise.

"Mr. Perez..."

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In an unnoticed street in the small town, there is an all-night cafe.At this time, in the corner of the cafe, two old men sat facing each other. On the table in front of them was a cup of coffee and some exquisite pastries, which looked very attractive, but the two old men Is all indifferent.

The two are Villarreal coach Manuel Pellegrini and former Real Madrid president Florentino.

The cafe was very quiet, and the atmosphere between the two was also very quiet. The former was looking at the coffee cup in front of him, holding a spoon in his hand, and stirring the black liquid, as if wandering away.

The latter, on the other hand, was also stirring the coffee, but looked at the opposite submarine coach from time to time, and occasionally smiled.

Pellegrini didn't know why Florentino came to him. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to meet such a "legendary" at this time and place. It seems that although Florentino has stepped down as the chairman of Real Madrid, he is still the most eye-catching figure in this country, and he is the head coach of a country team. Not on the same track, there is almost no place for intersection.

However, Florentino suddenly appeared in front of him.

If it was a chance encounter, Pellegrini would not believe it from the bottom of his heart.It's almost midnight now, it's late at night, a big man doesn't stay in his luxury villa, instead he runs to a small remote place to blow cold wind, probably, except for people with mental problems, they really can't do such a thing .

Florentino is definitely not out of his mind. It is impossible for a guy with an abnormal head to achieve such a brilliant position in both business and football.

Well, since it wasn't a chance encounter, it was purposely to find me.But why?

Pellegrini was puzzled. He guessed that Florentino might have taken a fancy to him and wanted to invite him to coach Real Madrid.Of course, there is another possibility that the former Real Madrid chairman has taken a fancy to a certain player in his team and wants to take him away.

These are the two most likely guesses. Anyway, it is impossible to come to him for business cooperation. Although Florentino himself is a very successful businessman, Pellegrini is not. Even if he wants to He didn't have that much money to do business with the other party to make money. In other words, he didn't have the qualifications to cooperate with him in business at all.

If it is the above two guesses, then the problem arises again.That is, Florentino is not the chairman of the Real Madrid club now, and he doesn't even have any position in the club. He can't decide the attitude and planning of Real Madrid's top management.

This is not right, that is not reasonable, Pellegrini can only shake his head helplessly, and chose to remain silent.No matter what, since the other party has found him, he must have his own purpose. If he can't figure it out, he doesn't bother to think about it. The other party will always turn his hole card.

Sure enough, after a long silence, Florentino finally spoke. He picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a sip.

"The taste is very good, not all the expensive coffees I have had, but it gives a different taste buds to enjoy. Very good."

Florentino smiled faintly and put down his glass, "I'm sorry, Coach Manuel, I originally wanted to invite you to a better place, but... I didn't expect so many shops to be closed in the small town at night I closed the door, so... I can only wrong you to come to this small coffee shop."

Florentino obviously didn't come to this seaside town very often. After Pellegrini got into his exclusive car, the driver drove them all over the city looking for restaurants where they could eat, but they couldn't find anything. I couldn't find it. In the end, Pellegrini couldn't see it anymore. Under his guidance, he found such an all-night cafe in a remote street.

"Don't be sorry, Mr. Perez." Pellegrini waved his hand and shook his head, "I like the coffee here very much. This is the unique sea salt coffee in this small town. With a salty taste, it is like life, with various tastes and experiences. To be honest, sometimes when I can’t sleep, I often come here to sit for a while, and taste coffee alone in the silent night. It makes my mind clearer, and of course, it’s also a way to decompress myself.”

"It's a very good way. Every professional coach has his own style and unique insights into football. I believe Coach Manuel, you are also such a person." Florentino held up the coffee again Cup, gently raised towards the opposite side, "Sorry, I forgot to congratulate you and your team. I was also at the game today. I watched the whole process of the game. You and your team performed very well. You guys are a very strong and competitive team."

"Thank you."

Pellegrini nodded calmly, raised the coffee cup, and gently brought it to his mouth.

The atmosphere fell silent again, the two people who each had their own plans stopped talking, and only the plain and melodious melody flowed quietly in the coffee shop.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Pellegrini, who was stirring the coffee with his head down, suddenly saw a napkin in front of him.He raised his head in surprise, but saw that Florentino had already stood up, maintaining the motion of handing over the napkin.

"Have you thought about changing to a bigger stage? With all due respect, Mr. Manuel, your team has great potential. It may not be impossible to achieve greater success in the future, and even win the championship. But such an operation, How long it will take is anyone's guess. So, when there is a better opportunity in front of you, with the possibility of chasing the championship, with the possibility of winning the world, don't you want to give it a try?"

Pellegrini's eyes widened, thinking of a possibility, his heart was beating violently at this moment, and he blurted out almost subconsciously: "Mr. Perez, what do you mean..."

Florentino smiled without saying a word, and pointed to the napkin in his hand.

Pellegrini lowered his head again, looking at the tissue in his hand.

There is a line of black handwriting on the white tissue paper.

"Are you willing to coach Real Madrid and lead this century-old team with endless brilliance and glory to climb to a higher peak?"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. In Pellegrini's eyes, everything seemed to have disappeared. In his world, there was only this white napkin and... the line written on it.

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(End of this chapter)