Throughout the day, Lucas and Castro were fighting.

Apart from sleeping at noon, the two of them just compete and fuck.

In the game, Chang Ming becomes Manchester United's No. 7 for a while, and Dortmund's No. 10 for a while.

The two old men tried all the teams that were interested in Chang Ming.

Including several other distinctive teams, they have also temporarily become Chang Ming's club.

In the middle, Lucas made a phone call.

"Bring me all the transfer information about my clients tonight, and then you can give me a good report."

After hanging up the phone, Chang Ming asked curiously: "Grandpa Lucas, who did you call just now?"

"Oh, he's the deputy manager of Barcelona's transfer department."

"Deputy manager? He will come over in the evening and report to you?"

Seeing Chang Ming's stunned expression, Castro explained.

"The father of the deputy manager of the transfer department was once Lucas's younger brother. As for his father's eldest brother, wasn't he always available?"

Chang Ming nodded with admiration on his face.

Lucas sighed softly: "I used to be a legend in the Barcelona fan group, and the previous club presidents had to greet me politely when they saw me. But I can't do that now. I'm old, and no one takes me seriously anymore."

Castro snorted: "Versailles."

Lucas: "I'd love to."

Castro: "I also have high prestige at Real Madrid."

Lucas: "That's because you have relatives in the top management of Real Madrid! I am pure charisma!"

Castro: "Haha, say whatever you want, as long as it makes you happy."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the deputy manager of the transfer department of Barcelona Club reported in on time.

Open the door, please come in and say hello.

Chang Ming felt a little awkward.

The two parties rarely interacted with each other in the club. Now people are particularly enthusiastic when seeing me, but they are a bit uncomfortable.

Castro pulled Chang Ming aside and told him in a low voice: "This guy was recruited by Lucas and has nothing to do with you. Don't be awkward."

Chang Ming nodded.

"Hello, Uncle Lucas."

He is an important middle-level manager in the club and the leader of the famous transfer department of Barcelona Club.

At this moment, in front of Lucas, he was as polite as a student meeting his teacher.

Lucas nodded: "Sit down."

"good."

"Did you bring the information?"

"I've brought it with me. Can I show it to you?"

"Show me? Do you think it's appropriate?"

"Inappropriate."

Chang Ming frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

I brought the information, but I can't show the results to Lucas yet. This is too...

"Uncle Lucas, I must not show it to you. I will read it to you one by one."

"Well, that's pretty much it. If you make me angry, I'll spank your father next time I see him because he doesn't know how to educate his children."

"Uncle Lucas, you are joking..."

Chang Ming was stunned, and Castro patted him on the shoulder again: "Just get used to it, get used to it."

The deputy manager opened the folder in his hand and reported to Lucas.

Very serious and rigorous.

It is estimated that reporting to direct leaders may not be so rigorous...

“Since we officially listed Chang Ming on loan, many clubs have applied.

"There are currently 9 clubs interested in Chang Ming.

"Actually, before the listing, three clubs were already interested in him, as you know.

"It's Manchester United, AC Milan and Borussia Dortmund who have just finished their friendly league games."

Hearing this, Lucas snorted and was very dissatisfied.

"Are they here to play a friendly match, or are they here to poach people? Go back and tell Laporta that you won't take them to play next year."

Assistant manager: "Okay..."

Lucas: "Also, if we meet in the Champions League next season, we will beat them hard!"

Assistant manager: "No problem..."

Lucas felt a little calmer and looked at the assistant manager.

The deputy manager quickly continued the report.

"Among the three clubs, Manchester United bid the highest, with 8 million euros.

"Next is AC Milan, 7.5 million euros.

"The bids from these two clubs are not low, but they don't want to rent, they want to buy out.

"There is also Dortmund, although they proposed a loan, they asked for a mandatory buyout clause.

"The loan fee is 2 million euros plus a buyout fee of 6 million euros.

"They are more secure for themselves."

Lucas snorted: "These guys just want to poach the future core of our Barcelona."

The deputy manager whispered: "They all have money and don't care how much money they have, but they will never be willing to help the young Barcelona players level up."

Lucas: "Then don't consider it for now! No, my client will never transfer and leave Barcelona! Never!"

The deputy manager nodded and expressed absolute agreement.

"Uncle Lucas, don't worry, after receiving your call, this is how I will help you.

"There are several clubs that allow loans, with different conditions and different leagues.

"Let me tell you something. Can you consider it?"

Two Bundesliga clubs.

A Championship club.

A League One club.

A Spanish second division club.

Lucas looked at the information in his hand and frowned.

“Aren’t there teams from the five major leagues?”

"No, they are all from the second-tier league."

"With the strength of my client, isn't it unreasonable that I can't attract teams from the five major leagues?"

"You are right. Ming's talent is obvious to all. Several friendly matches have attracted the attention of many big-name teams."

"Then what?"

"They asked if they could buy it out."

"You tell them you disagree!"

"That's what I said, and they all expressed regret."

Lucas scratched his head a little.

Yes, Chang Ming's current state is very embarrassing.

He has no playing experience in the five major leagues. He needs to start from scratch when joining any team.

Many clubs focus on training, this is very important.

Even at the cost of trial and error.

However, transfers are not accepted and can only be loaned.

This is very contradictory.

Which club is willing to risk losing points to develop players for others?
To be continued...