Chapter 987 The dust settled? ?
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Lao Zuo
When the plane landed at Lisbon International Airport, there were already people in the departure hall looking at their watches with anxious expressions.
"Why don't you come here? The negotiation over there is almost done. If we don't hurry up, we may end up empty-handed." The man's tone was urgent, wishing he could go up and shut down the machine himself.
Ferguson supported his wife and waited for another half an hour for the luggage before Shi Shi ran out of the aisle.
At this time, the man's forehead was covered with sweat: "You are finally here, the plan has changed, we may have to go to see each other directly."
Before Ferguson could frown, the hands holding him had already increased their strength.
Although there was still a kind smile on his face, he knew that Cathy was already angry.
"No matter how busy I am, I will accompany her to the hotel first, OK?"
Seeing what the other party wanted to say, Ferguson waved his hand: "Calm and calm, if the other party sees me get off the plane and rush over, they will feel that Manchester United has no other choice but him."
The man gritted his teeth, and took the Ferguson couple to the hotel to rest first, and at the same time took out the phone:
"The meeting is scheduled before dinner, Alex needs to rest...yes, I've talked him into it."
Listening to the manic voice on the other party's phone that he couldn't hide, Ferguson shook his head.
If you negotiate like this, won't you have to let the other party lead you by the nose no matter whether you are looking for a head coach or buying someone in the future? ?
Unexpectedly, his idea would be fully implemented by the club in the future.
The title of Mantai also came into being.
After the other party hung up the phone, Ferguson said calmly: "How is the talk over there?"
The man sighed and put down his phone:
"It can only be said that it is in progress. Maybe that guy Woodward is talking too much. I feel that Jurgen is getting farther and farther away from us."
Ferguson snorted, shook his head and said:
"Actually, there is no need to be so anxious. The summer window has not yet opened. We have enough time to show our posture. You know, we are Manchester United."
Hearing what Ferguson said, there seemed to be a hint of regret in the man's eyes.
But now that things have come to this, he can't always refuse the request of the board of directors.
"Since you have all come forward, I think we still have a chance."
This time, Ferguson didn't answer the call, but looked out the window at the street.
The light rain covered every corner of Lisbon, Ferguson seemed to have returned to England, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.
...
"Okay, then I won't send it."
"If you need any support, please feel free to contact me, you will need it."
Dalglish and Ian Ayre got into the car and left.
The vehicle drove slowly through the streets of Lisbon, and passed by Ferguson's vehicle in a few minutes.
At this time, the two old men were resting with their eyes closed, and did not notice each other.
"Kenny, shall we go back to Liverpool directly?" Ian Ayre asked while replying to the message.
"Well, things here are over. From now on, I'm just a fan in the stands at Anfield."
Dalglish looked very tired, as if he had just been through a long battle.
Yes, he has relived the big two years.
It's time for the horse to go to Nanshan and pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.
As for the future of Liverpool, with the two of them, I believe it will not be too bad.
The most important thing is that the spirit of Liverpool will always be passed on.
When Ferguson and the others arrived at the hotel, the man who walked past had already received the call.
He stopped immediately, his throat moved, and he looked back at the Ferguson couple: "That..." The man pursed his lips and shook his head slightly, as if disappointed.
"What's the matter? Someone got there first?"
"Do you think people will change their minds when they see me?"
"If he is such a fickle person, what's the use of coming?"
After finishing speaking, Ferguson smiled and looked sideways at his wife: "We're not going anywhere, we're just finishing our vacation here."
The man is anxiously thinking about how to persuade Ferguson to go to Dortmund, leaving Manchester United with really few options.
But Cathy suddenly said: "I suddenly want to go to Germany again, Alex, you will accompany me, won't you?"
It turned out that the anxious look on the man's face instantly turned into surprise.
Ferguson looked ashamed: "There is really no rush, I promised you to have a good vacation."
Cathy turned around, stood in front of her husband, straightened his tie, adjusted his clothes, and then said with a smile: "This is my Alex, let's go, I have been to Lisbon, but I've never been to Dortmund, tell me, how is it?"
Ferguson hugged Cathy and kissed her hard on the forehead.
This made Cathy blush instantly.
Just like when I was young.
...
A few days later, the two clubs simultaneously announced the appointment of a new coach.
[Mourinho enters Anfield, madman returns to England! 】
[Manchester United official announcement: Klopp will come to the Theater of Dreams this summer, and the German youth storm has blown to Manchester! 】
The two news caused a sensation throughout the Premier League, and the two hottest young coaches came to the Premier League one after another.
It's another big year for the Premier League.
And De Gea, who is far away in China, is squinting his eyes and putting the phone farther away, for fear that he may make a mistake.
"Lin, it's really Jose Mourinho, my God!"
"Don't shout, I saw it."
Lindy recalls the conversation she had with Dalglish before departure.
"Lindy, my energy is no longer enough for me to continue coaching the club. I'm old and I can't keep up with the development of modern football. I believe that guy Alex won't know the tactics of wing backs. I understand very well."
"I have been honored. Whether it is a player period or a coaching period, I have won all the championships that should be won."
"The club is back on track, but the only thing I'm worried about is you."
"To tell you the truth, I got the news that Real Madrid is going to send Jose Mourinho away. I think he is the right candidate for Liverpool."
"Practical, reliable, eager to win, eager to win the championship, he has the potential to build a championship team, and he will also tap young players."
Dalglish was talking about Mourinho in front of Lindy like a few treasures.
Finally, he said seriously:
"I hope you can stick to Liverpool for five years until Henderson and the others are fully grown."
It seems that in the eyes of the old man, people like Lindy or Mourinho.
They should not sink in one club, they should go to more places to create their own miracles.
Lindy naturally doesn't have any dislike for Mourinho, it was just because of avoiding suspicion before.
Dazed, he patted De Gea on the shoulder:
"Your stress is here!"
De Gea had a mournful face when he heard the words. If it was Mourinho, he would have to practice hard on his shots.
But at this moment, just as Lin Di was about to greet a few people to climb the Great Wall, the phone rang again.
"Lin, it's me, would you like to come to Real Madrid?"
......
"Why don't you come here? The negotiation over there is almost done. If we don't hurry up, we may end up empty-handed." The man's tone was urgent, wishing he could go up and shut down the machine himself.
Ferguson supported his wife and waited for another half an hour for the luggage before Shi Shi ran out of the aisle.
At this time, the man's forehead was covered with sweat: "You are finally here, the plan has changed, we may have to go to see each other directly."
Before Ferguson could frown, the hands holding him had already increased their strength.
Although there was still a kind smile on his face, he knew that Cathy was already angry.
"No matter how busy I am, I will accompany her to the hotel first, OK?"
Seeing what the other party wanted to say, Ferguson waved his hand: "Calm and calm, if the other party sees me get off the plane and rush over, they will feel that Manchester United has no other choice but him."
The man gritted his teeth, and took the Ferguson couple to the hotel to rest first, and at the same time took out the phone:
"The meeting is scheduled before dinner, Alex needs to rest...yes, I've talked him into it."
Listening to the manic voice on the other party's phone that he couldn't hide, Ferguson shook his head.
If you negotiate like this, won't you have to let the other party lead you by the nose no matter whether you are looking for a head coach or buying someone in the future? ?
Unexpectedly, his idea would be fully implemented by the club in the future.
The title of Mantai also came into being.
After the other party hung up the phone, Ferguson said calmly: "How is the talk over there?"
The man sighed and put down his phone:
"It can only be said that it is in progress. Maybe that guy Woodward is talking too much. I feel that Jurgen is getting farther and farther away from us."
Ferguson snorted, shook his head and said:
"Actually, there is no need to be so anxious. The summer window has not yet opened. We have enough time to show our posture. You know, we are Manchester United."
Hearing what Ferguson said, there seemed to be a hint of regret in the man's eyes.
But now that things have come to this, he can't always refuse the request of the board of directors.
"Since you have all come forward, I think we still have a chance."
This time, Ferguson didn't answer the call, but looked out the window at the street.
The light rain covered every corner of Lisbon, Ferguson seemed to have returned to England, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.
...
"Okay, then I won't send it."
"If you need any support, please feel free to contact me, you will need it."
Dalglish and Ian Ayre got into the car and left.
The vehicle drove slowly through the streets of Lisbon, and passed by Ferguson's vehicle in a few minutes.
At this time, the two old men were resting with their eyes closed, and did not notice each other.
"Kenny, shall we go back to Liverpool directly?" Ian Ayre asked while replying to the message.
"Well, things here are over. From now on, I'm just a fan in the stands at Anfield."
Dalglish looked very tired, as if he had just been through a long battle.
Yes, he has relived the big two years.
It's time for the horse to go to Nanshan and pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.
As for the future of Liverpool, with the two of them, I believe it will not be too bad.
The most important thing is that the spirit of Liverpool will always be passed on.
When Ferguson and the others arrived at the hotel, the man who walked past had already received the call.
He stopped immediately, his throat moved, and he looked back at the Ferguson couple: "That..." The man pursed his lips and shook his head slightly, as if disappointed.
"What's the matter? Someone got there first?"
"Do you think people will change their minds when they see me?"
"If he is such a fickle person, what's the use of coming?"
After finishing speaking, Ferguson smiled and looked sideways at his wife: "We're not going anywhere, we're just finishing our vacation here."
The man is anxiously thinking about how to persuade Ferguson to go to Dortmund, leaving Manchester United with really few options.
But Cathy suddenly said: "I suddenly want to go to Germany again, Alex, you will accompany me, won't you?"
It turned out that the anxious look on the man's face instantly turned into surprise.
Ferguson looked ashamed: "There is really no rush, I promised you to have a good vacation."
Cathy turned around, stood in front of her husband, straightened his tie, adjusted his clothes, and then said with a smile: "This is my Alex, let's go, I have been to Lisbon, but I've never been to Dortmund, tell me, how is it?"
Ferguson hugged Cathy and kissed her hard on the forehead.
This made Cathy blush instantly.
Just like when I was young.
...
A few days later, the two clubs simultaneously announced the appointment of a new coach.
[Mourinho enters Anfield, madman returns to England! 】
[Manchester United official announcement: Klopp will come to the Theater of Dreams this summer, and the German youth storm has blown to Manchester! 】
The two news caused a sensation throughout the Premier League, and the two hottest young coaches came to the Premier League one after another.
It's another big year for the Premier League.
And De Gea, who is far away in China, is squinting his eyes and putting the phone farther away, for fear that he may make a mistake.
"Lin, it's really Jose Mourinho, my God!"
"Don't shout, I saw it."
Lindy recalls the conversation she had with Dalglish before departure.
"Lindy, my energy is no longer enough for me to continue coaching the club. I'm old and I can't keep up with the development of modern football. I believe that guy Alex won't know the tactics of wing backs. I understand very well."
"I have been honored. Whether it is a player period or a coaching period, I have won all the championships that should be won."
"The club is back on track, but the only thing I'm worried about is you."
"To tell you the truth, I got the news that Real Madrid is going to send Jose Mourinho away. I think he is the right candidate for Liverpool."
"Practical, reliable, eager to win, eager to win the championship, he has the potential to build a championship team, and he will also tap young players."
Dalglish was talking about Mourinho in front of Lindy like a few treasures.
Finally, he said seriously:
"I hope you can stick to Liverpool for five years until Henderson and the others are fully grown."
It seems that in the eyes of the old man, people like Lindy or Mourinho.
They should not sink in one club, they should go to more places to create their own miracles.
Lindy naturally doesn't have any dislike for Mourinho, it was just because of avoiding suspicion before.
Dazed, he patted De Gea on the shoulder:
"Your stress is here!"
De Gea had a mournful face when he heard the words. If it was Mourinho, he would have to practice hard on his shots.
But at this moment, just as Lin Di was about to greet a few people to climb the Great Wall, the phone rang again.
"Lin, it's me, would you like to come to Real Madrid?"
......
