Chapter 267: Chapter 267
It’s Sunday today, and the large club is empty. The "ding ding ding" sound of emails being sent and received echoes in the sports director Ossilio’s office, resonating loudly in the empty hallway.
Ossilio is sitting on the chair, but his legs are crossed and propped up on the table.
His entire body is arched, looking relaxed and leisurely.
He glanced sideways at the emails; these are transfer inquiries sent from various European clubs to Inter.
A greedy smile appeared at Ossilio’s lips. He was simply delighted, extremely pleased.
"Jackpot! Jackpot, jackpot, jackpot~"
This steward controlling Inter, since the Indonesian owner Toshihiko is often in the United States playing with his NBA team, has become the real head honcho.
He thoroughly enjoys this thrill of wielding power.
Since the boss isn’t home, everything here is decided by me!
As expected, Bonazzoli’s contract renewal was very smooth.
When he called boss Toshihiko, the latter was watching a game between the Philadelphia 76ers and the Cavaliers at their home stadium.
The sound of swish from small forward Robert Covington’s few open three-pointers rubbing the basketball net made Toshihiko’s blood boil;
Center Nerlens Noel repeatedly blocked James’ two layups, causing Toshihiko to swing his fists and shout in delight!
Hahaha, this basketball is just more thrilling than football!
Remember, to buy a team next time, I’ll continue to buy basketball teams and never buy football teams again, especially not Italian football teams!
"Hey, stop asking me, that Bo... na, these million-level small deals, handle them yourself!"
"Get more big deals like Icardi, big deals are where the profit is!"
"Are we turning into a supermarket? Well then, a supermarket is a supermarket; that’s where the money is, Ossilio, do you know which company has the highest global sales?"
"Walmart! The American company Walmart, which is a big supermarket!"
"Last year, a sales revenue of 400 billion USD, Fortune magazine’s Global 500, a joke! Amazing!"
"Your Inter, a small enterprise, naturally can’t compare to Walmart; they sell chips and cola for 400 billion!"
"But we, right, just drop three zeros, sell players for 4 billion, shouldn’t be a problem!"
"Do you have anything else to report? Come on, don’t bother reporting nonsense, the Cavaliers’ owner is coming to my box, I’m going to have a couple of drinks, bye!"
Far away in the United States, Inter’s owner Toshihiko is drinking red wine with the Cavaliers’ owner, talking business, discussing strategies.
Staying in Milan, Ossilio is similarly holding a glass of red wine, in the spacious office, stepping on the brown carpet, dancing the waltz.
He has gained quite a bit of weight in recent years.
The business trips were tiring, but why resist, there’s too much kickbacks, his belly like a water-filled balloon, wobbling with each awkward and amusing waltz step.
Icardi’s transfer let him enjoy a windfall!
In private with close colleagues, he said it was like taking a small piece of crumb cake from his former employer’s account, and eating till full.
Manchester United not only paid Inter 80 million British Pounds for Icardi, equating to 95.67 million euros;
But also paid Icardi’s agent, Wanda, a 5 million euro commission.
Additionally, as the actual first responsible person for Inter’s side in the negotiations, Ossilio also received 6 million euros—money that was originally supposed to add to Icardi’s transfer fee, entering the financial account of Inter, was privately transferred by Manchester United to Ossilio.
The official website will not disclose these details, not even the transfer fee, only stating that Icardi signed a five-year contract with Manchester United.
The media are also probing various sources, resulting in the vague figure of 80 million British Pounds.
But in reality, Manchester United spent nearly 1.1 billion euros to get the 22-year-old Serie A Golden Boot, Icardi!
Icardi is just the first player Ossilio sold this summer.
With the Inter supermarket open, having received delegative powers from the top boss, he has plenty of players to sell and plenty of profits to earn.
Having resolved Icardi’s issue, this sports director’s next biggest concern is Tang Long’s transfer.
Currently, teams interested in Tang Long total five.
Real Madrid: 55 million euros (first offer)
Barça: Only an inquiry, no first offer made
Juventus: 60 million euros, plus 20% transfer commission (third offer, the first two were rejected by Ronaldo)
Paris Saint Germain: Only an inquiry, no first offer made
Chelsea: 50 million British Pounds, equivalent to 59 million euros (first offer)
Looking at these dazzling offers, Ossilio excitedly rubbed his palms, filled with fighting spirit.
The players exhibit the strongest fighting spirit in matches, whereas as a sports director, Ossilio is most energetic during transfer negotiations.
His official salary is 1.1 million euros per year, but with just one Icardi transfer, he’s set for six years.
According to the agreement between Ossilio and the club at the beginning of the season, transactions under 15 million in transfer fees can be directly approved by him, anything above that requires Toshihiko’s final approval.
But now, with Toshihiko being a hands-off boss, Ossilio couldn’t be happier, why care about these rules and regulations? Just do it himself.
Ossilio scrolls down the mouse wheel.
At this moment, "ding", another email arrived.
The big title reads Tang, Ossilio knows, business has come again.
But when he opened it, he found the email came from a club he hadn’t heard of, and the text was unreadable.
His heart suddenly skipped a beat, who could this be?
Could there be a hidden mysterious consortium behind it?
Curious, Ossilio copied the text into a translation box, and upon translating, he discovered it was from a Bulgarian club, sent in Bulgarian.
[We are a grassroots club from Bulgaria, sincerely inviting Tang Long to join us and enjoy football together! But we’re sorry, as an amateur club, we can only offer a bid of 20,000 Euros]
"CTMD, every year at this time, there’s always these shameless guys riding the wave!"
Ossilio wasn’t upset, chuckling as he blacklisted the email sender.
He just closed the email when "ding" sounded again in the computer, and opened it to find it was from Manchester City.
Finally came the right folks!
Ossilio let out a big "hmm", pulled the computer screen closer to himself, and leaned in with his bald head.
Manchester City: 51 million British Pounds, equivalent to 60.67 million Euros (first offer)
Ossilio let out an "eh", he thought it strange.
Why is Manchester City’s bid exactly 1 million Pounds higher than Chelsea’s?
Logically it wouldn’t be such a coincidence.
This Inter sports director is also a veteran in the football world, sipping a few sips of coffee, and quickly realized.
A few days ago, Manchester City’s chief operating officer Belgistan had visited his office, inquired about Tang Long, and at that time, to prove Tang’s popularity, Ossilio showed several electronically stamped club bid letters, including Chelsea.
"Tang expressed his wish to go to the Premier League." Ossilio reminded at the time.
Now, Chelsea made the first bid, Manchester City followed with another, adding a bit, but not much, just a small addition of 1 million.
Based on his many years of public-funded travel experience, Ossilio deduced that Manchester City was looking to haggle with Chelsea.
"Haha, let you two haggle, grind you northern Brits to death! The higher you haggle the price, the more money comes into my pocket!"
Transfer windows constantly have various rumors happening.
Every transfer period, fans are always on tenterhooks.
This is a moment enjoyed by both big club fans and underdog team fans, big clubs hoping for blockbuster signings, and underdog teams hoping to find affordable new recruits.
And this summer, it seemingly began from the very first day of the transfer window on July 1, 2015.
Numerous big club fans turned their gaze towards a Serie A club—Inter Milan.
Icardi’s 80 million British Pounds was like a giant stone thrown into the pool, creating a monstrous wave!
Apart from Icardi, many other Inter players also turned out to be hot commodities.
For instance, Ranocchia, the captain of Inter Milan, a central defender, was also listed by Ossilio into the transfer list.
Initially, upon hearing of this, Ranocchia was quite surprised, he was sunbathing with his wife on a Spanish beach, and it was his agent who called to inform him of the news.
"Ossilio! Are you sick? My child is only two years old, I don’t want to leave Milan to play, I’ve already told you I want to stay at Inter!" Ranocchia shouted angrily at Ossilio on the other end of the phone.
On the beach, there were people coming and going, all vacationers.
Standing tall at 195CM, Ranocchia, with his long legs and tight back muscles, was already a striking sight on the beach, and the thunderous shout only elicited the curiosity of all towards this long-haired Italian hunk.
But Ossilio’s response was firm.
The boss wants to sell people for cash, and the first to sell are those with high prices, who told you to perform well and be selected for this season’s Serie A best lineup.
Ossilio even threatened Ranocchia, saying if he didn’t leave, he’d have no place next season, do you still want to play the European Cup with the Italian national team next year, eh?
These words were simply fatal to Ranocchia!
Next year is the European Cup year, and you’re pulling this on me?
Ossilio, oh Ossilio, you cruel old man!
A blonde chubby boy was kicking a football, wobbly running on the beach.
Ranocchia dashed over, took a powerful shot at the sea, and the football instantly vanished, leaving the little boy sobbing loudly~
"Son of a bitch, Ossilio, I say you’re a son of a bitch!"
He turned around, looking at his wife on the deck chair in horror, and his soundly sleeping child in her arms, feeling a sudden sourness in his nose, he heavily threw his phone onto the sand.