Chapter 63 The Desolate Ibrahimovic(1/2)
There is a saying that says that blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes never come in singularly.
When Ibrahimovic drove out of DeTok Most in his awesome Mercedes-Benz sports car, he had only one thought in his mind, to escape from Amsterdam and escape from this place that made him look like he was going crazy.
The car was speeding fast on the road back to Odkerk.
This is not a spacious city avenue, but a two-way branch road. In addition, many residents living in Amsterfen and Odkelk enter and exit from this road. It is now the peak time for get off work, so the cars I encountered along the way are relatively slow, for fear of accidents if I accidentally get into accidents.
Ibrahimovic was very anxious and pressed the horn hard, crossing the zebra crossing in the middle of the two-way road along the way. He always scared the car on the opposite side to make a loud horn, and after he overtook successfully, he continued to rush towards the next car.
Odkelk and Amsterfin south, at the north and south ends of the same road.
When Ibrahimovic's Mercedes-Benz arrived at the intersection of the three-way road, he wanted to turn into the community, but he felt a sudden stutter from the body of the car.
This surprised him, who was sitting in the car, because he had been driving the car for less than a month. Could it be that it was broken?
But soon, Ibrahimovic discovered that the oil lamp on the dashboard of the front car had already lit up.
No oil!
Mercedes-Benz finally stopped at the intersection, and Ibrahimovic let the fire a few times, but in the end he couldn't ignite it again.
"Damn!" Ibrahimovic slapped his hands on the steering wheel, and he suddenly wanted to cry.
Why do you have to come to him for all the unhappy things?
If you don’t have money in your pocket, how can you do it?
I just had a quarrel with the head coach and teammates on the training ground again. How can I deal with it?
"I'm the stupidest idiot in the world!" Ibrahimovic hit the steering wheel with a heavy head and never lifted it up again because he really didn't know what he should do next.
Finally, he thought of Haas Borg, his only savior.
After grabbing the phone, Ibrahimovic immediately pressed the familiar number. Fortunately, he had paid the phone bill before, so the phone was not stopped. Otherwise, he would really not know what to do now.
"It's connected, you can get it right away!" Ibrahimovic kept urging after looking at the phone and dialing out.
The vibration that opened reminded him that he was like drowning encountering duckweed, and quickly put it next to his ear, "Uncle Haas!"
"Oh, my Zlatan, it's you!" The familiar Haas Borg voice came from the other side of the phone, and was still kind as always, caring and kind as always, which made Ibrahimovic feel sad and tears couldn't help but seep out.
"Uncle Haas, I want to go back!"
"Go back? Where to go?" Haas Borg was stunned.
"I want to go back to Malmo. I don't like Amsterdam, I don't like Ajax, and I don't want to play football here. You can return the money to them and buy me back to Malmo, okay?"
"Go back to Malmö?" Haas Borg on the other side of the phone was very surprised.
"I'm in trouble here. I don't know how to live alone. I rented a house, bought a car, paid taxes. Until now, I found that I don't have a penny in my pocket, don't even pay for gas, and I don't even have food at home. I don't know what to do."
Haas Borg on the other side of the phone was silent for a while, "Listen to me, Zlatan, you should learn to be strong, patient, and take care of yourself. Returning to Malmö is not the solution to the problem at all, and we have no money to buy you back."
"No, Uncle Haas, didn't you charge them $3 million? Just use this money to buy me back. I can't stay in Ajax. I offended my teammates and coaches. I can't stay!"
Haas Borg can be said to be Ibrahimovic's last hope. He even felt that if even Haas Borg could not help him, then there would be no one in this world to rely on.
"Did you offend the coach?" Haas Borg said a little, "Oh my god, you're crazy!"
"You don't know, Uncle Haas, they lied to me. On the one hand, they offered me a transfer fee of $3 million, but on the other hand, my weekly salary is the lowest in the club. I am not even as good as the Macon, who can't play in Baccarat. His weekly salary is higher than mine. You say, this is not a cheat, what is it?" Ibrahimovic became more and more annoyed as he spoke, and finally roared a little.
Of course, Haas Borg could not say that this was what he insisted on, "Even if that's the case, you can't contradict the coach. You have a contract with Ajax and you have to do things according to the contract. Do you think you can leave?"
"Yes, Uncle Haas, you will help me, won't you?" Ibrahimovic asked with a little request.
"Don't be stupid, Zlatan, let me tell you frankly. Ajax's $3 million is not a small amount for Malmo. It is very, very important to us. We are going to use it to do a lot of things, so I can tell you with great certainty that we cannot buy you back. You already belong to Ajax!"
Ibrahimovic was stunned when he heard this on the phone, his tone was so stiff and impatient. Is this still the affable and approachable Uncle Haas he was familiar with?
"What about me? What should I do?" He had no idea.
"That's your business, Zlatan, I'm just your agent, I've helped you transfer to Ajax, you get what you want, and I get what I want, and our relationship is also written off with this transfer, which is normal, just a deal!"
Haas Borg's words seemed to pour a bucket of cold water on Ibrahimovic's head, making him feel cold all over, and he couldn't say a creepy feeling, because he couldn't believe that the person who said such words to him would be Uncle Haas, whom he admired and respected so much over the years.
"I still have a lot to do. Please don't call me again in the future, so take care of yourself!"
Listening to the beeping sound that came after the other party hung up the phone, Ibrahimovic was panicked and at a loss.
He was like a drowning man, being held back by an arm stretched over the shore, which made him think he was going to be saved, but just when he was regaining his vitality, the owner of the arm let go of his hand, retracted his arm, and let him fall back into the water again.
At this moment, he forgot to struggle and call for help, and all he could do was shock and be unbelievable.
"I tell you, Zlatan, all the agents are robbers, and I am the only person you can trust!"
Ibrahimovic couldn't help but think of what Haas Berg said to him before he took him to Arsenal to meet Wenger in 1997. In order to complete the procedures, he specially found an agent Ibrahimovic who could not even call his name to accompany him.
Now, when I remembered this sentence, Ibrahimovic suddenly understood a little.
All agents are robbers, including Haas Borg!
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Ibrahimovic was lying in the car, without crying, tears, sound, and movements, just lying on his slump!
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Ye Qiu sat in the office, absent-mindedly browsing some web pages in front of him, which recorded a lot of news.
Not surprisingly, there are many Dutch news speculating on the Eredivisie in the new season, and almost most people are optimistic about Eindhoven because the team's strength this season has been strengthened again. Aneson is ambitious to lead the team into a European strong team in the new season.
Teams such as Helenfin, Feyenoord have also further strengthened their strength, except Ajax.
Almost everyone is not optimistic about Ajax because it is a team with the lowest average age of Eredivisie. At the same time, they have a young head coach who has never led a professional team. More importantly, the 25-year-old head coach sold all the players in the team who were in their prime as soon as they came up, but they introduced a group of unknown young players.
For Ajax in the new season, everyone has only one feeling, crazy!
When Ye Qiu saw these web pages, he didn't know what reaction he should have, so he could only laugh it off, but his mind was not on it at all. From time to time, he turned his head to look at the movements of his phone, making people guess that his attention was on the phone.
Waiting is undoubtedly tormenting, so when the phone finally rang, Ye Qiu quickly grabbed it.
"Eliza!" Ye Qiu answered the phone, "How did I ask you to investigate?"
Eliza on the other side of the phone smiled, "Look at you being anxious, but you are not wrong. Your players are indeed in trouble. Ibrahimovic has spent a lot of money this month, spending a lot of money in useless places, not having high salary, deducting taxes, and that car, if I guessed it wrong, even if he is not in debt, he will probably be penniless. I am afraid he can't even pay the rent for the next month."
"Damn!" Ye Qiu cursed angrily, but he was scolding Ibrahimovic, so he was too ignorant.
The salary is not high, what luxury car do you learn to drive?
Don’t act ungrateful if you don’t have much money. As a result, you’re in trouble now. In the end, someone will come forward to help him wipe his butt? You dare to lose your temper on the court? You rebel!
"How is he now?" Ye Qiu asked.
"I don't know, my phone can't be connected and no one answered the phone at home. It should...it won't be a problem!" Eliza said with a smile.
Ye Qiu snorted angrily, thanked her and blamed her phone number.
This kid really likes to mess around. No wonder so many coaches in his previous life had such a big opinion on him. He was only 18 years old and learned to drive luxury cars and caused so many troubles. Sometimes when I think about it, Ye Qiu really regrets it a little.
However, Ye Qiu was also strange. He felt a little regretful, but he quickly suppressed it. After all, the player was introduced by him and he was a player he liked, so there was no regret. On the contrary, he began to think about how to help him.
Knock~
Huang Chu, who was smiling like a flower, stood at the door. She was here to go back with Ye Qiu, "Can you leave?"
Ye Qiu nodded, packed up his things, turned off the computer, and left the office.
The two walked out of DeTok Most. Ye Qiu was still thinking about Ibrahimovic. He didn't say anything along the way, and seemed to be worried. Huang Chu was looking at him with concern, vaguely knowing what was going on in his heart.
"I heard that in the afternoon training class, the new Swedish center contradicted you on the spot? What's going on?"
Ye Qiu knew that this matter must have been spread. After all, so many people stared at the first team and shook their heads with a wry smile, "This kid probably has taken gunpowder recently and is in a bad mood. When he comes to the team, he will light fires everywhere!" Then he told Huang Chu about Eliza's investigation results, and then told about the things on the training ground.
"You said, what should I do?" Ye Qiu actually had an answer in his heart.
Huang Chu smiled gently, "That depends on whether you still have hope for him or whether you plan to reuse him!"
“Is there any difference?”
"Of course, if you don't plan to keep him, just throw him into the cold palace or hand him over to the second team."
Ye Qiu was stunned, "Then I won't be Waters anymore?"
Waters sent Kifu last season, and Ye Qiu laughed at him hard. Now he has transferred Ibrahimovic to the second team? Not to mention, even he laughed at himself.
"If you plan to continue using him, you can only help him. I believe that no matter how arrogant he is, after such a lesson, he will learn more or less. Moreover, you also said that he is only 18 years old and has never experienced anything. He is passionate and unscrupulous, and does not consider the consequences. Isn't this something an 18-year-old boy will do?"
Ye Qiu couldn't help laughing as soon as he heard this, "Why did the bad things come to your mouth? They seem to have turned into good things?"
Huang Chu glared at him hatefully, "I'm telling the truth. You are just a stingy mouth and soft-hearted person, but you can't put down the head coach's airs."
"Actually, if you think about it seriously, Ibrahimovic is also very miserable. His parents have divorced since childhood. Living alone will have some impact on his personality. Extremeness is inevitable. Finally, he has a way out for playing football, but he meets a person like Haas Borg and is deceived, so he is not easy to live."
Ye Qiu knew Huang Chu, and sympathy for girls who were prone to flooding.
"Everyone should be responsible for everything he has done, so for Ibrahimovic, I will help me, but I will not lend him money, he must learn to take care of himself!"
Huang Chu smiled after hearing this, "If you want to help him, just say it, aren't you just a stingy mouth and soft-hearted?"
"Let's go, turn over to Odkerk, touch his door and take a look!"
The two walked along this road side by side. The neon lights along the way made the sidewalk very bright. In addition, passing headlights would come from time to time, so they didn't feel dark. Instead, they added a bit of interest, talking and laughing along the way.
To be continued...