Chapter 7 Shameless Negotiation

  Chan Ho Nam never thought that he would only show off his football skills, but he would get the attention of a ball scout, and it seems that the attention is quite unusual.

  After easily kicking the ball into the dead corner, he had just turned around and saw Old Taylor and the female president staring at him, their eyes as if they wanted to swallow him whole.

  The female president is profound in meaning, and Old Taylor is eager to learn from her.

  It's certain that I'm handsome, but you're staring at me so brazenly, isn't that a bit too blatant? Do you need to pay some royalties to appreciate my looks?

  "The young man kicks the ball well, but looking at your physical condition, it seems a bit off." Old Taylor spoke first and greeted Chen Haonan proactively, speaking bluntly and pointing out Zhenlong's current situation.

  "My body is fine, it's just that I'm not fast, and my calf muscles are not strong enough." Chen Haonan didn't hide his weaknesses, anyway almost the whole Pingmin Village knew about this, he was a waste of a person, not even material for playing football.

  It's said that kids like him who became famous at a young age can still muddle through in the Brazilian league when they enter professional teams, but Chen Haonan was unfortunate. He became famous at a young age, but due to physical reasons, he didn't even have the opportunity to enter the professional league when he was young, and was directly abandoned by the professional football world...

  "Now that medical technology is so advanced, it's not necessarily impossible to cure." Old Taylor slowly opened his dry lips and explained to Chen Haonan, "Think about it, the number one soccer star Messi has been suffering from dwarfism since childhood, but didn't Barcelona still cure him when he grew up?"

  "But others have been with Barcelona since they were 12, and I'm already 16. I haven't even played for a professional third-tier team, my bones are all hardened, to use some people's words, I've already established myself at thirty...I haven't even held a girl's hand...It can be seen that Chen Haonan has given up hope on his career, if someone wanted him, he would have left last year, why would he still be here now? So earlier Old Taylor and the female president's first conversation was completely correct."

  Chen Haonan's words were originally just casual talk, but unexpectedly the female chairman listened and her heart skipped a beat. It can't be helped that she has an extremely romantic bone in her body, even touching hands can make her think wildly...

  "Now you have the chance, Santos club is now lacking a talented young player, in those days whether it was Robinho or Neymar, who wasn't skinny? Now they've all become top stars?" Old Taylor said this with infinite pride.

  What the heck! Is Robinho also considered a top-notch superstar? It's all hype, not even a real star... probably just a ball star. As for Neymar, he is indeed a top-notch superstar, but his character... I really don't dare to compliment him. Besides, who are these two people, can they represent the football club? Are they not just two swindlers from somewhere?!

  Chen Haonan is now not even a ball, but as soon as he mentions football-related things, he becomes arrogant.

  Despite this, he still did not ignore what Old Taylor said, and a smile piled up on his face: "What did you just say? Santos Club? Santos Club in S?o Paulo State?"

  Chen Haonan didn't know where Santos was, but he felt that it was a bit too exaggerated.

  "Ah, this young lady is Ms. Kátia Ribeiro, the current president of Santos FC, and I am Taylor Sis, a senior scout for the club," Old Taylor replied very seriously.

  Miss... a miss in her thirties, isn't she a bit too old? How come she keeps staring at a certain part of my body without stopping, it's making me feel creepy. Chen Haonan only made eye contact with the female president after Old Taylor introduced them, out of basic courtesy, "Hello! I'm Chen Haonan."

  "But I really can't play football anymore... What if I don't recover from my illness, won't I be unable to earn any money and waste my golden years?"

  Chen Haonan's excitement had dissipated, replaced by a sense of desolation. Why bother chasing after an unattainable dream when he could just focus on being a gigolo? At least then he'd get the occasional overnight client. In this open and liberal country of Brazil, women were always plentiful, and Brazilian men were no exception...

  In Brazil, earning 800 reais per month is already a warm and full level. Chen Haonan's profession may not be good, but the three professions combined have an income of about 4,000 reais, although they are all hard labor.

  "What's your golden age?" Old Taylor was a bit dizzy, he didn't understand where the golden age of this young man was, his old face was full of doubts.

  The female president's expression on her face was, however, the opposite, with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, and an ungraspable meaning. Does this mean your golden years aren't just about the great Niu Lang business? Some body parts are pretty great though.

  The female president knew about Chen Haonan's affairs, but Chen Haonan was completely unaware. If he had known that the mature woman in front of him was actually a woman who had slept with him before, he would have immediately dug a hole and escaped, how could he still have the face to linger around here...

  Going to someone's home for a visit is not a big deal, but being visited by others is what matters. This kind of face-saving gesture is hard on whoever has to do it.

  Ke Zhen Hao Nan didn't know at this time.

  "Golden years are just golden years, that is the days of struggling for money, with money comes power, and without it, one is nothing." For Chen Haonan, as long as he can make money, no matter what time or profession, those are his golden years. He would rather believe in the white silver in front of him than take an empty check.

  "Hao Nan, young people should pursue their true dreams." Old Taylor had never seen such a realistic child. Chen Hao Nan's words were reasonable, but for a young youth not to try his best to pursue his own dreams and instead blend in with the world, what kind of life experience and accumulation would that be?

  What a terrible old man, he really has patience, thinking of swindling the white wolf with empty hands? What if I followed him and couldn't make it, not even becoming a cowherd, how would I live in the future, selling my kidney wouldn't save me, if I sold my kidney too, let alone becoming a cowherd.

  "He paused and said: 'We don't want that kind of sky-high salary, we just want to have food to eat, a ball to kick, and a house to live in. Can you provide that?'"

  Chen Haonan's request was not high at all, but with his qualifications just starting to join, it became very generous and even luxurious. But he didn't think so, he thought this was the most basic condition.

  According to Old Taylor, the club is only responsible for treating him and providing a meager salary. When he has some achievements, it's not too late to talk about treatment. After all, trees haven't been planted yet, but they're already thinking about enjoying the shade. Is there such a cheap thing?

  So Chen Haonan finished stating his requirements, and Old Taylor fell into silence. This requirement was something he couldn't discuss, unless he was the boss himself. If it weren't for Ah Cai's heartfelt words earlier, he wouldn't have followed the female chairman's nonsense. Who would have thought that Chen Haonan was such a greedy person?

  "I know you think I'm a terrible person, arrogant to the point of madness, but since you've chosen me, you have to trust me. I absolutely won't let you down. And the reason I made these demands is that I still have family, and I want to take them with me to S?o Paulo."

  If Old Taylor hadn't misheard, this was the most absurd negotiation in Brazilian football history. Where could there be such a player who opened his mouth like a lion at the beginning? Moreover, he himself is half-crippled... He couldn't listen anymore.

  Chen Haonan counted on his fingers, calculating his income. "My monthly income is at least over 4,000 riyals. If you can reach this wage standard and provide temporary accommodation, I'll agree to it."

  Ugh... 4,000 rials, what kind of salary is this? I only make 3,000 rials a month! This kid is really shameless, completely uneducated! Old Taylor's white hair was standing on end. Good, very good, unless you little brat sells your body or traffics drugs every day, where did you get so much income?!

  In Old Taylor's eyes, Chen Haonan instantly became a completely uncultured and sinister young man who was nothing but a cunning trickster, not the talented disabled genius he once was.