Chapter 107: The tone of recruiting (daily transition) Munich. Roma rented a hotel conference room. The scout representative, who had been traveling all the way, did not even have time to taste a sip of Paulaner beer before he and the coaching staff held an emergency meeting on summer transfer window recruitment. The transfer market is constantly changing, often catching people off guard. Enrique has a very positive work attitude. Even if he has to leave, he will do his last duty: contribute his last bit of strength to Roma's summer transfer window player recruitment. This noble professionalism earned everyone's respect for him. "Kevin De Bruyne?" “Currently playing for Werder Bremen in the Bundesliga.” "Well this kid is pretty average."
"1000 million euros is too expensive! There is no need for us to waste this money." Enrique held up a few pages of information with his left hand, flicked the photos on the information with his right hand, and showed a disdainful expression. Ivan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The shiny bald head reflects the night view of Munich outside the floor-to-ceiling window. He stood by the window and introduced De Bruyne's information in detail according to the procedure. "We noticed him in the eighth round of the Bundesliga this season." "He switched from a winger to a midfielder and showed extraordinary vision and imagination in passing. His timing of passing was incredible." "Excellent physical presence. Look at his butt." "He runs very actively and has plenty of energy." "He fits the Red Wolf's temperament!" "Competitive attitude and emotions. Emotions are very stable." The big screen was showing a scene: the ball flew out of bounds, and De Bruyne was pushed hard by an opponent. He stood there with a dull look in his eyes, without fighting back or complaining to the referee. The conference room suddenly fell silent. Everyone was a little confused. Is this guy good-tempered? Or is he stupid? The blank eyes and flushed face looked like a shoebill standing still in a daze after encountering danger. Where does it fit the temperament of the Red Wolf? Ivan paused and continued his report: "Back to the point, the 21-year-old De Bruyne has scored 10 goals and provided 9 assists this season. Several major football analysis agencies ranked him 18th in the Bundesliga midfield position." "The reason is that as an organizational core, his rhythm control ability is slightly poor, he loses the ball too many times and it is difficult for him to control the situation. However, he is very young and is in the golden stage of growth. I am very optimistic about him." "From a number of data perspectives, his rate of improvement this season is astonishing." Ivan finished his speech.
The scout representative quickly added: "The transfer fee is 1000 million euros + 500 million euros in floating clauses. We think this deal is a good deal. Whether he can join Roma still needs to continue to negotiate with them." "De Bruyne's preference is to return to Chelsea." "A fool, at his current level, he won't have a place at Chelsea, etc.! Is the recording over?" "No, I will delete this for you, and Mr. Sabatini and the American boss won't hear it." After a brief moment of embarrassment. Everyone continued to analyze the signings seriously. "second." "Salah, a 20-year-old talented winger who plays for Basel in the Swiss Super League." "Nickname: Egyptian Messi!" "He played well in the Europa League semi-finals," "The estimated transfer fee is 800 million euros. Mr Sabatini attaches great importance to this deal and he has been following it for a season." Ivan and the scout representative are like elementary school students reading a conversation from a textbook Enrique raised his hand and interrupted, "No! This guy is even more ordinary. I've also paid attention to him." "Poor physical confrontation." “I lack confidence and tend to show negative emotions during the game.” "The shot conversion rate is low." "It's shockingly low." "Roma doesn't need another Morata." "If the club still needs to buy wingers, why not keep Lamela." The old men on the coaching staff and the scout representatives looked at each other. I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't tell what. knock knock knock. “Who are these people?” Enrique pounded the table, looking unhappy: "Immediate combat power, the mindset needs to change. Roma needs to buy immediate combat power, not just young players. What about the list of defenders?" Everyone looked embarrassed. These days, excellent defensive players are hard to come by. Moreover, the guard position requires too much experience, awareness and system compatibility. Unfortunately, local youth training faces a serious problem of talent gap. Otherwise, in Serie A more than a decade ago, who would have worried about defenders? "I think Roma's defence is not just a problem with the defenders."
"The construction of a midfield barrier must also be considered." Ivan picked out a page of player data and added: "Saul, the 18-year-old midfielder of Atletico Madrid, has played 11 times in La Liga and once in the Europa League this season, with an average steal success rate of 1%. Isn't this the steal machine that Roma needs?" "400 million euros? How can it be so cheap?" The scout representative frowned and tried to recall. Then he answered seriously: "Atletico Madrid wanted to sell him to Everton, Manchester United and Rayo Vallecano, and all three clubs refused." "Excellent interception and confrontation, but too much desire to attack." Beep! Ivan turned off the recording device. Roma's recruitment plan only sets the tone temporarily, the key lies in Gao Qi's stay or departure. Once confirmed stay. The team building and recruitment ideas in the summer transfer window will quickly unfold around him. "How about I go ask Gao now?" "Are you stupid? Gao is injured! He needs to rest now. I see he has never thought about this and his focus is entirely on the game." The next day. The plane flew through the clouds and landed at Rome airport. Gao Qi, supported by a crutch, walked out of the airport with his teammates. Suddenly, there was thunderous applause and overwhelming cheers in my ears. Outside the cordon. Several men at the front bravely held up a banner: "Whether we win or lose, we will always accompany Rome." The poster fluttered wildly in the wind. The security personnel were acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy and were working hard to defend the cordon. The quickly formed defensive wall was swayed and shaken by the impact of the fans, like a curtain blown by the wind. Before Gao Qi could pick up his crutches, he was carried onto the bus by the team doctor. The bus slowly drove away from the airport. Morata looked out the car window at the crazy fans on both sides of the road and couldn't help wondering: "Didn't we lose the game? This kind of welcome almost made me think I was dreaming that Roma won the Champions League." "The captain lied. He also said that the fans would throw eggs and beer cans at the bus." "Last night I was so scared that I almost didn't dare go back to Rome." "No, no, no. We've lost too many games in the past two seasons, and the fans' expectations have been reduced to the lowest level." Totti smiled and silently recorded life materials in a small notebook: "If we can win the Serie A championship, you will see even crazier Roma fans." (End of this chapter)