"Knock, knock, knock!"

  Su and Vardy hadn't even had a chance to talk when the door slammed.

  "WOCao, this old guy is really fast!"

  Opening the door, Carvajal stood in the doorway with his bag clutched and a smile on his face.

  No sooner had Su dodged out of the way than Carvajal dove right in!

  "Shit. Where are all the reporters coming from?"

  "Su, did you bring anyone home again? I told you you're a celebrity now, bring someone on the sly, don't do anything you don't have experience in, I, Carvajal, do things that don't drip!"

  Turning his head to look at the reporters with their long guns, Carvajal couldn't help but sputter.

  "It's not a shot of me, it's a shot of our new star!"

  Su rushed to explain.

  Carvajal the man is always out of shape all day long, obviously such an honest and reliable old man when he initially signed up, I didn't realise that he was a real ....

  However, upon entering and seeing Vardy, Carvajal suddenly changes.

  He straightened his coat, then walked over with a serious face.

  It made Vardy stand straight up a little nervously as well.

  "Mr Vardy, hello, I'm Carvajal, Su's agent.Let me know if you're having any difficulties right now!"

  Nodding at Vardy, Carvajal then sat down next to Vardy.

  "Sir, it's... It's just that, right now, a lot of reporters are inviting me to be on some shitty show, and the team is preparing my contract extension, so that means I don't know what I should do now!"

  "What? Your contract?"

  "Right sir, I'm still on a minimum contract, the club have been shouting for me to sign a new contract for the last few days but I don't really understand this so I've delayed it until now, I don't know if it will affect me?"

  Vardy heard the surprise from Carvajal's lips and he panicked a bit, would it delay the signing affecting his chances of playing?

  "Impact?"

  "Yes!"

  "That's so true, haha, Su, this guy is on a contract with you?"

  "Half a million?"

  "Haha, laugh me to death! Another half a million?"

  "What kind of luck have I, Carvajal, stepped in to meet two half-millions!"

  "No, it should be Magath who the hell did that old guy offend, this kind of thing happens twice at once!"

  Vardy is a little confused.

  What's the situation?

  What else is there in this half a million?

  He is a woodworker, honestly, he really does not understand this ah, that is a huge amount of 500,000 euros ah, he used to earn thirty a week, 500,000 euros he can not earn in his life ah.

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  Why is half a million dollars like rubbish in their mouths?

  "Don't worry, Carvajal is pretty good at negotiating contracts!"

  Looking at Vardy a bit unintelligent, Su was also reassuring.

  "Oh! Well then, it's all in Mr Carvajal's hands!"

  Vardy was also down after hearing Su's explanation.

  "Um, okay, so let's sign the agent contract?"

  Not bad for a professional agent.

  Carvajal took the contract and pen straight out of his bag and placed them on the table.

  Of course, this Carvajal deal isn't quite the same as Su's.

  At least the earnings are a little higher than Su's share, which of course was done in preparation for Su's entry into his agency.

  After all, brokers are there to make money, not charities.

  If it doesn't make money, why would Su take a stake in it.

  Vardy was going to go straight back to the club's after signing his deal.

  But Su looks at Vardy's poor face and just lets Vardy stay.

  It's too big a house now and Su doesn't bring anyone back, so living alone is honestly kinda lonely.

  With Vardy around, there's still more training sessions together on the back lawn, and it's time to do ball drills, which Su used to do without a ball because he didn't want to pick it up!

  Su left Vardy for training convenience.

  But in Vardy's mind, Su has evolved.

  At least now that Vardy is looking at Su, a circle of light has appeared behind him.

  That's right!

  That's Vardy's God!

  ...........

  Wednesday morning!

  Magath boarded a plane to Bern, Switzerland, the headquarters of UEFA, as planned!

  In the evening it's the draw for the UCL knockout rounds.

  It's going to be a lot of anticipation and nervousness for Magath.

  The UCL knockout rounds can be a world of difference from the group stage.

  At the very least, no team FC Schalke 04 can win easily with these sixteen teams now.

  More than that, though, Magath's biggest problem right now is that damn Carvajal!

  No other reason.

  This old guy signed Vardy up.

  And it's still the old beat.

  Dragging out the contract without changing it.

  Of course, Carvajal had the good sense not to ask for too much.

  Just want to add some more playing time for Vardy.

  This request is actually being considered by Magath!

  He's already got his eye on Vardy's goal-scoring prowess!

  On the right, that's where he's booked for Vardy.

  Hao can go to the middle and have a DOUBLE attacking midfielder with Su.

  The defensive midfielder position leaves Baumann!

  That makes the whole formation perfect!

  While it had all been fine, Magath just wasn't comfortable.

  Especially with that Carvajal guy's mouthful about the breach of contract only being 500,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, that's a total fucking killjoy!

  Seven o'clock in the evening.

  Magath came to the UEFA headquarters.

  Most of the UCL Top 16 head coaches were already there at this point.

  Magath's seat is amazing though.

  Because he's caught in the middle of a pair of enemies.

  At this point!

  The live camera also happened to have its lens trained on Magath.

  China!

  Naturally, the sports channels are broadcasting the UCL knockout draw live.

  "Interesting!"

  "Haha, Magath sat between Mourinho and Guardiola!"

  "By the look on her face, Magath is a little uncomfortable too!"

  "It's a well-known fact that the rivalry between Bar?a and Real Madrid Club de Fútbol has gone from field to field in the last two years!"

  Duan couldn't help but sputter even as he watched Magath on the live camera.

  This old guy is really backed up.

  Take this seat.

  UEFA headquarters at this time.

  Magath was literally running wild with ten thousand straw horses inside.

  After a token nod to the two men, he sat awkwardly in the middle and began to look down in deep thought.

  A Real Madrid Club de Fútbol, a Bar?a's.

  It's not good to offend either of these two.

  Well, soon enough, UEFA officials arrived.

  The hosts came on and made some random introductory remarks before getting straight to the main event!

  As the lights go out on the scene!

  Highlights from the 2010 UCL group stage began to play on the big screen behind the host!

  And of course, it's a UCL promo film!

  A familiar rousing piece of music plays.

  The UCL icon also appeared on the big screen!

  To everyone's surprise, the man who appeared at the start was not Messi nor Cristiano Ronaldo!

  Rather .....

  FC Schalke 04's Su!

  This .....

  Just a full ten seconds of footage, all of which featured Su's various assists in the UCL!

  Magath looked at the Football Giants head coaches with one crazy look in their eyes, and now there was real panic.

  It's not a fucking lottery!

  It's an auction!

  The first item in the auction is the main core of the house, ah.

  Damn UEFA, that's harsh.

  What Magath didn't know was that behind him, an old man chewing gum had his face all flushed with excitement!

  ...........