Chapter 39 The Dragon's Call"What!?" Jiang Yuan suddenly jumped up, staring at Enrique in front of him. Damn, you first said that the team is not famous, but then Porto comes up? Brother, do you want to play it this way? Enrique couldn't help but smile when he saw Jiang Yuan's reaction: "Mr. Jiang, please calm down. Let's sit down and talk slowly." Enrique was very considerate and pulled out a chair for Jiang Yuan, motioning for him to sit down. Jiang Yuan sat in the chair, feeling that everything he was experiencing was so unreal. Porto is a top team in the Portuguese Super League. If Jiang Yuan remembers correctly, in the current 14/15 season, Porto is qualified for the Champions League! While Jiang Yuan was lost in thought, Enrique continued, "Mr. Jiang, don't get excited. To be precise, it's Porto's youth team. We want you to join Porto U17 and do some training in the U series." Fearing that Jiang Yuan would be disappointed, Enrique added: "If you perform well in the U17 team, we can consider letting you join Porto's B team and participate in the Portuguese A League as a substitute." Disappointed? How could Jiang Yuan be disappointed? What he lacked most now was the opportunity to play football abroad. As long as he could play football in Portugal, he would be able to do well with the help of the system.
"Mr. Jiang, this is the contract our youth team has given you. You can take a look at it first." Enrique pushed a document in front of Jiang Yuan. The document was in Portuguese, but there was a Chinese translation below. Jiang Yuan took a quick look and found that this was a youth contract as expected. Jiang Yuan was still four months away from turning 4, so signing a professional contract now would not be effective. The contract is for 5 years. During these 5 years, Jiang Yuan needs to participate in the training and competitions of Porto youth team according to the arrangements of the coaching staff. The weekly salary is 550 Euros, plus bonuses for goals and wins, but the bonuses are not much. In addition, the penalty is 50 Euros. Jiang Yuan licked his lips. The youth contract was more like a way of financial management for the team. It had low cost, low probability, but high returns. If Jiang Yuan plays well, Porto can make some money. If Jiang Yuan hadn't played well, Porto wouldn't have suffered much of a loss. "Mr. Jiang, how have you considered it?" Enrique leaned forward. Jiang Yuan looked up at Enrique, who had a stubble on his face, and said, "Mr. Paul, my request is not high, but can the term of this contract be shortened? Five years is too long for me." Hearing this, Enrique frowned and said, "Mr. Jiang, to be honest, the minimum term of all our youth contracts is 5 years. We cannot make concessions on this point, but we can increase your salary appropriately." Enrique had discussed with the manager of the youth team before coming. They needed to keep Jiang Yuan's salary at a level that could not pay the penalty fee, so that Jiang Yuan could be tied to the youth team for 5 years. To put it bluntly, rather than saying that Porto was impressed by Jiang Yuan's football skills, it would be more accurate to say that they were impressed by the Chinese market behind Jiang Yuan. As for the fact that the contract states that if a player performs well, he can be promoted to the B team or even the first team, this is not a preferential treatment given by Porto to Jiang Yuan, but it is included in every youth contract. The fundamental purpose of the youth contract is for the club to prevent its youth players from being poached by other clubs. Didn't make it? Porto still makes money by selling Jiang Yuan's jerseys. Kicked out? Then Porto will really make a fortune! Jiang Yuan took a deep breath. How could he not know what Enrique's intention was, but Enrique's thoughts just happened to collide with Jiang Yuan's thoughts. If nothing else, Jiang Yuan is confident that he can play well in Porto U17.
"Mr. Paul, there's no need to increase your salary. Just keep the liquidated damages at $30. Do you think this is okay?" Jiang Yuan said calmly. Enrique's eyes lit up: "You seem to be very confident in your own ability? Man, the number of geniuses in Porto's youth training camp is probably far beyond your imagination!" Jiang Yuan smiled slightly: "How many geniuses there are depends on the standard for judging geniuses. According to my own standard, I can be considered a genius." Jiang Yuan's answer was somewhat beyond Enrique's expectations. "Strange, I heard that Chinese people are more modest and reserved, why are you so different?" Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Mr. Paul, this is not the point we are discussing now. I want to reduce my penalty fee, but I just don't want my commodity attributes to be so obvious. After all, I need to consider the feelings of the Chinese fans behind me." "wait for me a while……" Enrique stood up and walked to the back to make a phone call. As a scout, he certainly had the power to choose what kind of youth contract to give to the players, but due to nationality issues, Jiang Yuan was a special one. After about 2 minutes, Enrique sat back in his seat. "Mr. Jiang, I just discussed this with my superiors. Unfortunately, we can only reduce your liquidated damages to 35 Euros at most." Enrique looked very sorry. Jiang Yuan frowned: "Mr. Paul, it's not good to lie to someone, right? The person on the phone just now clearly agreed to reduce the penalty to 30 Euros!" Enrique was extremely shocked to hear Jiang Yuan's answer. He had just spoken Portuguese on the phone! "Young man, do you understand Portuguese?" Enrique asked, as far as he knew Portuguese was not very popular in China. Jiang Yuan shook his head, pointed at the translator sent by the school, and said, "This is my school's teacher. She told me." The female teacher smiled, looked at Enrique, and said in Portuguese: "Sir, my second foreign language is Portuguese" "..." "I should have brought my own translator, okay man, you win" Enrique signed the contract as the representative of Porto, and then pushed the youth contract in front of Jiang Yuan. However, Jiang Yuan did not start writing: "Mr. Paul, allow me to communicate with my parents about this contract first. You know, parents will definitely be worried about going abroad to play football." Jiang Yuan touched his nose. Communicating with his parents was secondary. The main thing was that Jiang Yuan still had to ask a lawyer to help him see if there were any problems with this youth contract. After all, Jiang Yuan didn't have an agent and was not an expert in this area. "No problem, Mr. Jiang, you'd better sign the contract and get your visa before this Friday, so you can take the flight to Porto with me." Jiang Yuan looked a little embarrassed: "Friday? Mr. Paul, is Saturday night okay?" Enrique was puzzled: "Why does it have to be Saturday? You don't want to study here for another week, do you?" "No, I still have a mission to complete..." Enrique suddenly realized something and smiled: "Mr. Jiang, you are talking about the game on Saturday, right? I learned about it before coming here. I wonder if I will have the opportunity to watch it live?" "Of course, if you're willing to pay 6 euros for a ticket."
"Haha, in that case, I'll watch your last game in school!" …… (End of this chapter)