Coach Live Raiders

Chapter 216 I also tell you some good news
Last summer, Gucci told himself good news in the same tone-he bought Ravanelli from Juventus.

Surprise not surprise?
Accident or not?
Although Ravane used his strength to prove that he is a very flexible and qualified shit-stirring stick, Bruno still feels that if the $900 million is used to buy players, he can definitely bring more perfect players, such as Klay Spo
Now, Gao Qi spoke to himself in the same tone again, and Bruno instantly felt a layer of haze shrouded his head.

This guy won't buy the player without notifying himself, right?

As a businessman with a good business, Gauchi's understanding of football is not very deep. For this kind of club owner who only buys players based on his fame, Bruno can hardly imagine what kind of player he will buy for himself.

"Let's talk, I'm mentally prepared! I can still hold on!"

Bruno looked at death as if he was at home. He really felt that the job of the head coach was not easy to do, especially when there was still an overlord on top.

Gao Qi didn't keep secrets anymore, and quickly told Vardy what he called better news.

"I sold Stam for 2000 million US dollars. How about it? Is this a good deal?"

Gao Qi looked smug, as if he was the most successful businessman in the world.

As soon as Gao Qi finished speaking, Bruno froze there, completely bewildered!

WTF!

Did I hear that right?
Did you sell Stam?

Bruno wished that today was April Fool's Day, it was just that Gao Qi was joking with himself.

But seeing Gao Qi's proud expression, Bruno knew that Gao Qi was not lying.

What a beeping dog!

Bruno wanted to take off his shoes and slap Gauchi on the face!
You are really qualified to be the chairman of the club!
As the head coach, I racked my brains to think about how to improve the lineup to compete for the championship. It's good for you, it's fine if you don't help, but you frankly hold me back and sell my main central defender Dinghaishenzhen!

Why don't you sell your kidneys!

His face was extremely ugly, Bruno resisted the urge to give Gao Qi a meal, and kept taking deep breaths to calm himself down.

At this time, violence cannot solve the problem!
"Are you sure you're not joking?"

Holding the last sliver of hope, Bruno asked weakly in despair.

However, everything disappeared with Gao Qi's sure nod.

"You told me this is good news?" Bruno's voice had already cooled down, icy cold, especially his eyes, which were sharp like bites.

Gao Qi didn't seem to have seen all this, and still said to Bruno in a relaxed and cheerful tone: "Yes, that's 2000 million US dollars. We invested so much last summer, but now we have recovered the money. And with so many quality players left, isn't that good news?"

Bruno was silent because he really didn't know what to say.

Perhaps this is good news for businessman Gao Qi, because he has made money!

But for the Perugia club, this is definitely a huge loss.

There is no doubt that Stam is the pinnacle of the team, the most important part of defensive tactics. After a year of experience in Serie A, Stam has become one of the top central defenders in the world, and his reputation has even caught up with the inside Super central defenders such as Sta and Cannavaro.

You know, such a central defender may not be able to buy even if he has money in the future.

You tell me you fucking sold it to Stam.
At this moment, Bruno really wanted to leave in anger and leave Perugia directly.

Now it is no longer a question of a major player transferring and leaving, but a question of Gao Qi's lack of even the most basic respect for himself.

Even if you don't consider the transfer rights you won by signing the contract, even if you don't have the transfer rights, wouldn't you discuss it with yourself, the head coach, when you sell players?

Even if it's just a notification!

Now, the contract has been signed, so you just tell me!
What about the minimum trust and respect?
Today you can sell Stam behind my back, tomorrow you can sell Pirlo, and the day after tomorrow you can sell Lopez
Wait until you sell the whole team for seventy-seven eighty-eight, holding a lot of money in your hand, and then let me take a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to play Serie A?

Perugia can't stay anymore!
"Well, this is indeed good news!" Bruno's expression was extremely indifferent, "Then, now I want to tell you a better news than this, do you want to listen?"

Gao Qi's expression suddenly became curious. In his opinion, Bruno definitely discovered another talented player.

Therefore, Gao Qi made a look of wishing to hear more about it, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"The better news is that I'm going to resign. In the future, you don't have to tell me any good news, just tell the next head coach!"

After finishing speaking, Bruno glared at Gao Qi fiercely, with extremely oppressive eyes, then turned around and left without looking back, leaving Gao Qi sitting behind the desk with his eyes wide open, not knowing what happened at all.

Walking out of the office building, the sun was dazzling, Bruno raised his arms to cover the top of his head, but he slowly raised his head, trying to adapt to the sun, as if he could hone his body and mind.

Maybe a little impulsive, but Bruno didn't think he was wrong.

Now that he has been reborn and has a golden finger, Bruno never wants to be aggrieved like many head coaches.

I must get the rights that I should fight for, otherwise, I will not be happy, why should I be a head coach to make myself uncomfortable!

Although there is no middle school two and youthful frivolity like "I want to be able to cover my eyes again this day", no one wants to let themselves be wronged even a little bit.

Perugia was brought up by myself. If even the owner of Perugia doesn't know how to cherish it, then why should I waste my feelings here!
Only now did he realize that what he once knew about Gao Qi was an illusion. No matter how well Gao Qi hid it, he still did not change his essence as a businessman.

He doesn't love football, he just wants to make money!

As for the obstacle to leaving Perugia now, it is nothing more than the liquidated damages of 10 billion lire, which is equivalent to 50 US dollars.

Although I can't escape the money now, for many clubs that are eager for talents, this is really just a drizzle.

It may cost tens of millions of dollars to buy a player. So, isn't a more important head coach worth the club's 50 dollars?

Sampdoria, Roma, Atletico Madrid. So many clubs hope that they can coach, and they don't have to worry about not having a job.

Most importantly, the owners of these teams are definitely not so short-term, nor are they so mercenary!

(End of this chapter)