"My plan is to lead Ibiza to achieve as good results as possible in La Liga and European competitions this season."

"By relying on achievements, Ibiza's influence and market awareness will be greatly improved, and the most direct thing is that the value of existing players will increase significantly."

"The market value and valuation of Ibiza will rise very significantly."

“I have the confidence to do this.”

"And Fatty and I reached a gentleman agreement, and at that time I will sell the shares in my hands at a price not lower than the market price. The higher the price will be. Of course, at the same price, I will sell them to Fatty. This is the return of his promise that he will not try to get involved in the transfer matter within this year."

"Then what?"

"Then my idea is to use this money to buy a team, a team I own 100% of the shares, well, at least I have to control it, I have the final say."

"Without any restraint, I can build this team according to my ideas and ideas."

"Give me a few years and I will build a team that will amaze people."

This should be a beautiful picture.

The beautiful woman leaned on the man's arms, and the handsome and handsome man softly told his longing and plans for his career. The woman looked at the man's serious appearance and looked at his confident face and became obsessed.

But, in fact.

"Dear, I have a good idea." Miss Papa kissed Fang Jue's cheek, "But I estimate that you can't buy the team with that money."

"Enough." Fang Jue frowned slightly, and then his eyes shone, "I have considered myself. If Ibiza's performance in the new season is excellent enough, the value of these players in the team is now, huh, you wait." [Zero Ling Shu.com.]

"Dysler's value can rise to 40 million euros, and the little Mata is..." Fang Jue calculated quickly, "The most conservative estimate is about 16.83 million euros. Of course, there may be a certain amount of room for upward."

Fang Jue passed it in his mind again. He had already made a conservative estimate. Only he knew the value of these players under him best. His left hand subconsciously patted, causing tremors, but it caused Miss Papa to angrily look at him.

...

Miss Papa showed a surprised expression again. She was very confident in Fang Jue and believed that the Ibiza team created by Fang Jue was strong in the future and that the value of many players would rise. However, when she heard that Fang Jue estimated that the combined value of these players actually reached nearly ten million euros, Miss Papa could not help but **.

"It actually appreciates so much?" Miss Papa was surprised, and then shook her head, "Even if it is really worth tens of millions of euros, eleven percent of the shares are not enough."

"This is more than 200 million euros, plus the others, if eleven percent, at least..." Fang Jue shut up.

Fang Jue originally wanted to enjoy Miss Papa's admiration, but he didn't expect Miss Papa was just a little surprised at his estimation of his team's worth of nearly 100 million euros, and then returned to normal and didn't care much about it at all.

Then, Fang Jue sighed. He almost forgot that Miss Papa was a rich woman. Not to mention anything else, the rent collected by the little landlord Miss Papa was a huge wealth. These rents were given to her by Miss Papa's grandfather as pocket money. Last time, Fang Jue helped Miss Papa read a bank message and saw that the balance was 6354119. He was so excited by the boss that these eight numbers were always in his mind and he could not forget them.

"Papa, whenever I mention money, I will be deeply hit." Fang Jue smiled bitterly, "I still remember it, 6354119."

"It's more than 65 million now, and I got more than 3 million last month. Then I didn't spend much money last month, so I spent less than hundreds of thousands of dollars. I don't remember it." Miss Papa said.

Fang Jue felt heartbroken, and he almost subconsciously asked, "I didn't see what you bought, why did you spend hundreds of thousands of euros?"

"I just bought a set of lipstick, a perfume, two pairs of shoes, and three bags." Miss Papa calculated based on her fingers, "It should be gone, that's all, wow, I didn't spend money last month."

It's hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of euros, it's not that it's not that it's not spending money, Miss.

However, after thinking about it, hundreds of thousands of euros are quite a considerable amount for Fang Jue, but for Miss Papa, it is almost equivalent to not counting money. For example, a person with more than 6,000 "pocket money" spent dozens of dollars at will, maybe he really wouldn't care too much.

"Papa, I'm really worried now that I can't support you." Fang Jue shook his head and said.

"I'll support you." Miss Papa's eyes seemed to be glowing, and she kissed Fang Jue and said.

"How can this be done?" Fang Jue was serious, "Then I'm so embarrassed."

Miss Papa didn't say anything, and there was unconcealed joy in her eyes. Although Fang Jue's words were not a statement, the unintentional meaning could better illustrate his attitude.

...

Fang Jue did not notice Miss Papa's expression change. He was still calculating, "Eleventh percentile of shares, team value, plus the stadium, plus... a rough estimate, I can get 30 million euros, I think it's enough."

Yes, although the new stadium is still under construction, and the club is even carrying a loan, according to the contract, the loan is borne by the other three shareholders, and the loan has nothing to do with Fang Jue. The value of the new stadium will need to be calculated in the club's future value and reflected in Fang Jue's equity. If Fang Jue sells its shares next year, the new stadium should be almost built.

"How is 30 million euros enough?" Miss Papa was surprised. "This can only buy a relatively small part of the shares, and it also needs to invest funds to maintain the club's operations in the later stage. It is not enough to sign up. And, didn't you say that you should at least control the shares?"

"Enough." Fang Jue calculated the score for Miss Papa, "Buy the team for 20 million euros, and the remaining 10 million is the initial operating capital, paying salaries and signings are enough. I calculated it and can maintain basic operations."

"What team do you want to buy?" Miss Papa asked with a frown.

"It's not decided yet, after all, the decision has just been made." Fang Jue said, "However, I am optimistic about the environment of English football. The team that plans to buy the English Championship is not sure if the money is enough to buy a English Championship team. If it really doesn't work, the English League One team can do it. Anyway, I have the confidence to lead the team to upgrade quickly, and..."

Fang Jue, who was excitedly talking about his plan, stopped and his right hand stopped massage the tired Papa, "Papa, you, what team do you think I want to buy?"

Fang Jue finally realized why he and Miss Papa had different understandings and cognitive differences on the same issue...
Chapter completed!