Wendes
Remember in one second
"David, I think you should make a move as soon as possible. This kid is really talented and I'm afraid he's already caught the attention of other teams." The man in black who was sitting among the home team fans during the game was now making a phone call outside the stadium.
"Toni, I've watched the video of that Chinese kid's last game and he does show some things that are different, but I think we should be a bit more cautious, I don't want the club to make the same mistake as signing Bebe." David replied.
"Okay, so I'm back now, or should I stay in Portugal for a little while longer?"
"Observe for a while longer and then come up with a detailed report."
"After a while, if I have time, I will also come to Portugal to watch this kid's game."
"Alright then, see you later."
"Goodbye."
Toni hung up the phone and looked at the Estádio da Luz with some worry, shaking his head before leaving.
In a luxurious office in Porto, Portugal, an elderly man in his 70s with completely white hair sat on the sofa. Across from him was a middle-aged man in his 40s, dressed in a suit and tie, with neatly combed hair, looking sharp and full of energy.
Two people are now looking at the 49-inch large screen in front of them, and a football match is being played on TV, with the camera always focusing on one player. This is a video montage that has been edited, and the protagonist is undoubtedly the No. 26 player wearing red and green jerseys who keeps appearing in front of the lens.
After watching for a while, the old man paused the video and turned his face to look at the middle-aged man with a clean-shaven beard in front of him, revealing a wise smile, before slowly opening his mouth to say: "Haurge, what do you think of this kid?"
"Mr. Costa, this Chinese player is indeed very talented and has a good appearance, he's a good seedling." The middle-aged man named Jorge replied calmly on the other side. His tone was gentle, with a slight respect for the old man and a sense of self-assurance about his own status.
"I want him, can you help me?" The old man named Costa finally spoke out his intention.
"Mr. Costa, with the position of Porto in Portugal, which young talent can't get?" Jorge said with a hint of flattery.
"Haha, Jorge you're still so humorous." Kostas chuckled twice and then sank his face: "I don't want those two teams in Lisbon to get ahead of me, so I hope you can help. You know, we've cooperated many times, every time it's been very pleasant."
Hawthorne heard this and paused for a moment, seemingly considering something.
After a while, he raised his head, with eagle-like sharp eyes staring at Costa, and slowly spat out a few words: "Good, I promise you."
A satisfied smile appeared on Costa's face.
Just then, there was a knock at the office door. Costa responded with a sentence, and a young secretary came in with several documents, placed them on the coffee table, and walked out again.
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"Holger, this is the information of Maridimo's three young players. I want these three people." Costa handed Holger three files and said firmly.
"Three people?" Jorge was slightly surprised, originally thinking that they were only interested in one player.
"Hmm, this should be no big deal for you." Costa nodded and murmured, "I've never heard of any player refusing to let the illustrious Jorge Mendes be their agent."
Jorge Mendes, sitting opposite Costa, heard the praise and just smiled slightly, showing his confidence, took over the documents, stood up and shook hands with Costa: "Mr. Costa, wait for my good news."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the office.
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Two hours later, at the airport in Madeira, a middle-aged man wearing casual clothes walked down from the plane and appeared at the airport. Next to him was a young man in his 20s holding a briefcase, following him hastily. This is Jorge Mendes, the big shot agent of European football, and his assistant. Today he has come to this Portuguese resort destination to meet three people.
Half an hour later, he appeared on the outskirts of Maridimo's training base, surrounded by a wire mesh fence around the training base, unexpectedly surrounding many fans, mostly teenagers and young girls.
"Wu Yu, jiayou!" -> "Wu Yu, come on!"
"Wu Yu, you're awesome!"
"Wu Yu, can you come over and sign for me?"
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Wave after wave of fans' shouts, all pointing to one person - Wu Yun.
"Looks like this kid is quite popular." Mendes said with a smile to his assistant beside him.
"Hmm." The assistant responded cautiously. Mendes didn't mind, still with a hint of a smile, watching Maridimo's training.
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It was already afternoon, the sun had slanted to the west, and Maridimo's second training session was also nearing its end. Mendes stood outside the iron fence with great interest, observing Wu Yu, Gao Wei, and Dikeer. Although he wasn't a scout, from his years of experience dealing with players, he knew that these three young players in front of him were indeed very talented.
Half an hour later, Maridimo's training session came to an end. The shouts of the fans waiting outside the training ground grew louder as they waited for their favorite player to come over and sign autographs.
Wu Yus' popularity surged after helping his team win away against **Stuttgart** two days ago, with fans suddenly gathering outside the training ground, almost all of whom were there for Wu Yus. Over the past two days, Wu Yus has also gotten into the habit of signing autographs and taking photos with fans at the edge of the field after training. At this time, he often brings along his good friends Gao Wei and Dickie.
After the training, Wu Yu came to the sidelines again to sign autographs for the little ball fans. In Madeira, there are two Super League teams, in addition to Marítimo, there is also Nacional da Madeira. The fan base of Nacional da Madeira is mostly composed of wealthy people with higher social status; while the supporters of Marítimo are mostly ordinary people from the lower classes and even the poor.
Now, many young boys in tattered clothes and holding a worn-out football came to ask Wu Yun for his signature. Seeing these young football fans who lived even more poorly than he did when he was a kid, Wu Yun couldn't help but feel touched again, so he was even more willing to fulfill their requests. Gao Wei and Dick O also gained a deeper impression in the hearts of these little ball fans because of Wu Yun.
Apart from these young fans, there were also a few beautiful female fans who came to support him because of Wu Yu's handsome and elegant image, which made Wu Yu feel embarrassed.
After signing one by one for the long-awaited fans, Wu Yun's eyes fell on Mendes, who had been standing outside looking at himself, and at this time, the young fans basically dispersed with satisfaction.
"Hello, may I have a word with you?" Mendes came forward and said with great politeness.
"Who are you?" Wu Yu and his three companions looked at these two well-dressed men with some confusion.
"This is Jorge Mendes, a well-known football agent," his assistant hastily introduced.
When they heard Mendes' name, Gao Wei and Dick Ou both took a cold breath. They knew what this name meant. C· Luo, Nani, Pepe, Mourinho and other big-name stars and coaches, their agent was Mendes. Now, Mendes had come to them in person, his purpose obvious.
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"Wait a minute, we still need more practice." Wu Yu's eyebrows only slightly twitched as he calmly replied to the other person.
"Alright, I'll wait here for you until your training is over." Mendes smiled slightly, seeming quite patient.
Gao Wei and Dick Oh looked at Wu Yun, then at Mendes, with incredulous expressions on their faces. They thought to themselves, how could a relatively unknown player like Wu Yun be so cold towards the star transfer Mendes? The two were pulled back by Wu Yun for physical training amidst their complicated emotions.
At this time, the sky was approaching dusk, and the sun was gradually moving towards the western horizon. The golden sunlight fell obliquely on the surroundings of the Maridimo training ground, casting a golden glow on Mendes' neatly combed hair. He still smiled at Wu Yu and others, not getting angry at all because of Wu Yu's coldness earlier. On the contrary, his assistant behind him had a slightly annoyed expression on his face, apparently feeling indignant about his boss being treated coldly just now.
More than half an hour later, the sun had already dipped below the horizon, and the red sunset occupied more than half of the sky. Wu Yu, Gao Wei, and Dick O walked out of the club's gate together, while Mendes, who had been waiting outside for over an hour, smiled and approached them, shaking hands with each of the three one by one.
"Xiao Yu, what are you doing?" At this time, Hua Yan, who came to pick up Wu Yu and Gao Wei, saw this scene and asked in surprise.
"Yan Jie, it's Mendes, the famous agent Mendes!" Gao Wei hastily said to Hua Yan, of course, he was speaking in Chinese.
Hua Yan's eyes widened at the mention of Mendes' name, although she didn't really watch soccer, she also knew Mendes' name.
"Mr. Mendes, hello, I'm their friend." Hua Yan exclaimed with a handshake.
"Beautiful lady, hello." Mendes shook hands with Hua Yan with a gentlemanly demeanor. This 40-year-old middle-aged man indeed had a lot of masculine charm.
"Let's find a place to sit down and talk." Huayan suggested, she also knew that Mendes came here to find Wu Yun and others, definitely had something to say. And this matter, for Wu Yun and others' career, must have a very important impact, after all, Jorge Mendes is the recognized number one agent in the football world, successfully operating many shocking global transfers.
Then the six of them found a nearby coffee shop and sat down for a leisurely discussion.
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