Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 162

"Mr. Zdravko, how did you get here?"

Modric talked to Mamic nervously, although the two were players and agents.

Their relationship was not like that of an employer and an employee.

Because it was Mamic who brought him from a refugee camp to the youth training camp of Croatian giants Dinamo Zagreb in 2001.

It can be said that without Mamic, he might not have the opportunity to devote himself to the football career he loves in his life.

This is a favor.

But at the same time, Mamic always revealed his majesty and dominance when they were together.

For example, when signing the contract with Dinamo Zagreb, Modric's opinion was hardly asked too much.

Probably after showing Modric the contract, Modric was semi-forced to sign his name.

The special favor and Mamic's mixed style of doing things made Modric always inexplicably afraid of Mamic in his heart.

"Congratulations on playing another good game today."

"I'm glad to receive your compliment."

"Well, that's not what I came here to talk about today. You should have read the new ten-year contract. Why haven't you signed it yet?"

"Uh..."

Modric scratched his ear and looked up, just in time to meet Mamic's deep and fierce gaze.

The shadow of inferiority and cowardice caused by the war has not faded in the bones of the young Modric.

He wanted to say something, but fell into silence.

"Well, I know you don't want to sign. Because the club told me that Manchester City contacted them and hoped to discuss the transfer. Is this your own idea?"

"Yes!"

Since the words were out, Modric also mustered up the courage to nod.

"Do you really want to play for Manchester City?"

"Yes! I want to go to the Premier League, I want to go to a higher level and more challenging event!"

"Haha, you've grown up, Luka."

Mamic said compliments, but his tone was stiff.

"Hey, Luca. Dynamo is going to train you as a core in the future, otherwise they would not be willing to sign a ten-year contract with you, and the price is also fair. Manchester City may not be willing to pay this price. You also know your situation. Your style is not very suitable for the Premier League."

Faced with Mamic's suddenly softened tone and persuasive narration, Modric was a little shaken.

Maybe, he should really choose to stay?

But.

This slight hesitation soon disappeared, because Modric remembered Su Fei, who mentioned this matter to him.

Su Fei has not replied to him yet, how did he talk with the team.

The information he has received so far is from Dynamo and Mamic, which is the information they want to convey to him, and the information they want to convey to him to keep him.

Modric, who can grow into a Golden Ball midfielder in the future, has an extremely smart brain.

He quickly figured out the logic here and even asked Mamic a question in return.

"Mr. Zdravko, if I can sign a 10-year contract with Dynamo, will you get a good return?"

"You don't want me to go to Manchester City."

"Is it because you are worried that I will not perform well in the Premier League and cannot bring you stable income?"

Hiss.

Mamic looked at Modric in front of him, as if he was meeting him for the first time, and looked him up and down.

Sure enough.

Is he no longer the child who can be fooled at will?

Mamic's hesitation made Modric more certain of his thoughts, and he became more and more courageous.

"Mr. Zdravko, I know that you have never regarded me as a simple tool for making money. You appreciate me and make me successful!"

"But I also have my own dreams..."

"This time, I hope to fight for this opportunity. If Manchester City wants to sign me on the premise of paying the penalty, maybe I can bring you more returns after I go to the Premier League, right?"

Move his emotions and make him understand.

Modric risked his life. Now he didn't have the confidence to tear his face with Mamic, but he could use his own value as a bargaining chip.

Mamic's eyes flickered and his brain worked quickly.

Finally.

He forced a smile and patted Modric on the shoulder.

"I will offer a price that will satisfy me to Manchester City. You should also be mentally prepared. This price will not be too low, and the probability of Manchester City accepting it should not be too high."

"Okay."

Modric knew that this was a concession made by his benefactor and agent, and his courage played a role.

At this moment.

Modric really hasI envy Su Fei's behavior of firing his scumbag agent in a cool way after the World Youth Championship.

What a pity.

I can't do it now. Mamic's connections and resources in Croatian football are even powerful enough to influence the selection of the head coach of the World Cup!

As long as I still want to play for my country in the World Cup next year, I must maintain superficial peace with Mamic...

"Come on, play well in the next few games, and try to let Manchester City see your greater value."

"Luka, tell you the truth."

"In fact, I also hope that you can play in the Premier League, because the contracts of star players there are very big, so that I can make more money."

Modric watched Mamic's back go away, savoring the last words he left.

The hidden meaning in Mamic's words is very simple.

When he pulled himself out of the refugee camp, in fact, he saw that he could become a professional player to help him make money!

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"Second half!"

"The tempo of the game is still firmly under the control of Tottenham!"

"Stuart's midfield adjustments have little effect!"

"Manchester City has used up three substitutions!"

"They still find it difficult to break through Tottenham's tight central defense, and their flank advancement has been repeatedly blocked!"

"The game has entered the last 10 minutes!"

In the ESPN live broadcast room, Zhan Jun and Wang Tao were so anxious that they could feel it from their tone.

The two of them wanted to go on the field themselves...

Uh.

Standing on the sidelines to cheer for Manchester City.

On the field, the last 10 minutes.

Tottenham head coach Martin Jol directed the team to pull back, strengthen defense, and prepare for Manchester City's last-minute counterattack.

Sometimes, one goal is enough to win the game!

"Glory Glory Tottenham Hotspur~"

"Glory Glory Tottenham Hotspur~"

"Glory Glory Tottenham Hotspur~"

The singing of Tottenham fans at White Hart Lane floated over the home stadium. This is Tottenham's team song "Glory Glory Tottenham Hotspur"

The lyrics are similar to those of Manchester United's team song.

Stuart stood on the sidelines, nervous about every pass of the team. He made all the substitutions and tactical adjustments he could make.

The next thing he can do.

Is to believe whether his own players can create miracles.

On the court.

Su Fei is still running back and forth tirelessly.

Before this game, he had mastered the epic star skill Nedved's Iron Will.

With the blessing of Nedved's Iron Will, he has become an immortal superman...

Move, only by moving can you find the opportunity you have been pursuing for the whole game!

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