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

Chapter 621

All head coaches want to build a team with completely determined personnel by themselves, even Guardiola, who wants to stay in Manchester City because of Su Fei, is no exception.

Football is an 11vs11 team sport. Guardiola knows clearly that the rotation players that Manchester City can currently use are far from enough.

Some main players in some positions are not very satisfactory to Guardiola.

Annual salary has never been the main concern of Guardiola. As a head coach, how much power and decision-making power he can have in Manchester City is what he cares about most.

However, Bernstein's answer quickly dispelled Guardiola's last concern.

"Joseph, this is why I like you. Even if you sign the contract yourself, you are still thinking about how to lead the team."

"You will have the highest decision-making power in terms of team personnel adjustments. In Manchester City, you can decide the positions of other people except Su."

"As for signings, the amount of money the team is willing to invest this offseason is beyond your imagination. The only thing you need to consider is which players we want to buy."

Guardiola smiled. If Bernstein said so, then he had no reason to refuse this lucrative contract.

Swish!

He wrote his name neatly in the signature column.

Joseph Guardiola.

Bernstein picked up the contract and looked at Guardiola's beautiful signature with satisfaction. Suddenly, he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to say something very important.

"That, Josep. Ahem, the team may have a small request in terms of signings..."

"Hmm? You say!"

Guardiola showed a confused expression and his heart tightened.

I won't be cheated, will I?

Bernstein handed the contract in his hand to Guardiola again.

"As for the list of players, you need to refer to Su's suggestions. If you can't accept this..."

"Okay, I can."

Guardiola waved his hands again and again, signaling Bernstein to accept the contract.

He was relieved.

This is not a big deal.

With Su Fei's current status, he is fully qualified to decide who can become his teammate, and he himself is also preparing to recruit players with Su Fei as the core, so he will naturally refer to Su Fei's suggestions.

Bernstein put away his worries.

He put the contract on the table with a smile and said while aligning it.

"Joseph, since you have officially become the head coach of our Manchester City and the summer transfer window has begun, you may have to sort out the list of signings as soon as possible."

"That's no problem. The earlier you prepare, the more options you will have."

"Yes, that's right. By the way, you can actually ask Su now."

Bernstein's words confused Guardiola.

It's okay to ask Su Fei about the list of signings, but the list hasn't come out yet, so what's the point of asking Su Fei?

Seeing Guardiola's confused expression again.

Bernstein coughed twice.

Glancing at Pere next to him, he finally decided to tell Guardiola the secret that Stuart told him.

After all, this may affect the future of Manchester City.

"Modric, Martinez, Cassano, Cannavaro, Zambrotta, Bale, Podolski... these seven players are on the list provided by Su to Stuart."

"Ah?"

Guardiola's pupils dilated instantly, his face full of shock.

Pere on the side.

was also shocked and opened his mouth wide.

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Italy, Milan Niguarda Hospital, VIP ward.

Stuart was looking at the pasta prepared by his wife Selena on the bedside table with a sad face.

In order to take care of Stuart conveniently.

Selena rented an apartment with a kitchen nearby, and prepared a variety of dishes every day.

The old man was very moved.

But he didn't dare to touch some of Selena's failed "works".

For example, today's pasta.

Selena obviously put too much cheese when making it, and Stuart almost choked to death after just one bite.

Serena happened to be out shopping.

Stuart was thinking about how to quietly dispose of this bowl of pasta. Throwing it directly into the trash can would definitely not work.

Because the nurse here is a fan of Serena.

If she finds out, she will definitely tell on her.

Serena will definitely be sad at that time, and Stuart doesn't want to hurt his wife's feelings like this.

But.

Eating it hurtsIt's his stomach and tongue.

Knock, knock, knock!

There was a knock on the door, and Stuart stretched his neck nervously, fearing that it was Serena who came in.

Because in this case.

He had to pretend to enjoy the delicious food in front of his wife and finish the bowl of pasta directly.

"Su!!"

"Boss, let's eat. Oh, pasta, it's a local specialty, is it delicious?"

Su Fei walked in in casual clothes, sunglasses on his chest, and colorful beach clothes.

Even as an Englishman.

Stuart had to admit that Su Fei, who looked more like an oriental, was handsome even in Europe.

"Delicious, delicious, made by Serena herself, very delicious."

Stuart answered Su Fei's question against his will and changed the subject.

"You are dressed like this, are you traveling to Italy during the holidays?"

"No, I just like to dress like this in the summer, haha. I came to Italy specifically to see you. I will fly to China tonight to see my girlfriend."

"Okay, okay!"

Stuart said three "good"s in a row. The old man was also very happy to see Su Fei relax and choose to rest.

"Boss, I can't bring the Champions League trophy with me. UEFA has requirements for its storage. I can only wait until you get better and return to Manchester to see it."

"It's okay, it's okay."

When Su Fei said this, Stuart smiled even more, because Su Fei actually remembered what he said to him at that time.

This shows that.

Su Fei really respects himself from the bottom of his heart and takes himself to heart.

This is not the first time the two have communicated after Manchester City won the Champions League. On the day of the championship, Su Fei called Stuart after returning to the locker room.

Today is not as lively as last time.

Without Knight, the live treasure.

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and the atmosphere cooled down.

Apart from football, the two did not have many common topics, but Su Fei did not want to talk too much about football, fearing that Stuart would think too much.

Instead, it was Stuart who started the topic.

"Su, since you have decided to stay in Manchester City next season, you can consider the transfer after the European Cup next year. Then, what are you going to do about the signings this summer..."

"Hehe, boss, you still understand me. In fact, I came here today for this matter, but I am embarrassed to speak."

"Hmm? You said, do you want me to help?"

Su Fei nodded, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Stuart.

"Boss, take a look, this is a list I have drawn up. In addition to the goalkeeper, there are corresponding signings for 10 positions on the court. Some have two options, and some have only one."

Stuart looked at the list, which contained some familiar and some completely unfamiliar ones, waiting for Su Fei's next words.

Su Fei continued to speak after carefully considering his words.

"I hope this list can be handed over to Guardiola in your name. You can say that you have prepared it before, or you can say..."

"I understand. Leave it to me, don't worry."

Stuart smiled knowingly, and even felt a little happy in his heart. In Su Fei's heart, his status is still much higher than Guardiola.

After all, Su Fei was willing to talk to him directly about this at that time.

Su Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

This is also the only big thing he has to do before this holiday.

The two chatted for a few more words.

Su Fei stood up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, Stuart called him from behind again.

I thought the old man was going to be sentimental again.

Unexpectedly, the old man said embarrassedly: "That Su... This delicious pasta, please help me take it down..."

Su Fei saw the thick layer of cheese sauce on the pasta and smiled knowingly.

"Boss, I understand, leave it to me, don't worry."

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