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June 13, 1999, St. Mois Stadium.

More than 20,000 Mallorca fans were cheering, Cooper with solemn hair on the sidelines was cheering, Roa, Lauren, Ngonga, Ibagasa, Dani and others were cheering, and the whole newly established St. Mois Stadium was in a crazy mood!

In the just-concluded game, Mallorca beat his visiting direct competitor Celta three-zero at home, and locked in the third place in La Liga one round ahead of schedule, which means that this island team, which was struggling in the Segunda Division two years ago, entered the European Champions League match with a historic UEFA Champions League!

Fans shouted the names of stars such as Dani and then began to shout Cooper's name - the Argentine coach has achieved remarkable results in taking over the team for two years, second in the Cup of Kings, second in the Cup of Winners, second in the Spanish Super Cup, plus sixth in La Liga last season and third in La Liga this season!

After the cheers came to an end, Mallorca fans gave their thanks to the team chairman Antonio Asensio, who was in the stands. The chairman in his early fifties is the most successful chairman in Mallorca's history. The journey from the Spanish Second Division to the Champions League in the past three years was completed under his rule, and this was also the most glorious period for this island team in more than 80 years.

Asensio in the box waved to the stands. This was a serious, serious old man with a thin face with a bit of murderous aura, which formed a sharp contrast to the old man next to him who was about the same age as him but had a kind smile on his face.

After waving his hand, Asensio took a few steps back, and the vigor on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by deep fatigue.

"Antonio..."

The fat old man next to him wanted to help him, but was stopped by Asensio. Asensio took a deep breath and then smiled bitterly: "Mateo, it seems that my body is really not good... From next season, Mallorca will be managed by you."

Fat old man, Matteo Alemane nodded: "This is no problem. We have been in love for so many years... but Antonio, are you sure that someone will have no objection to be the chairman of Mallorca? Although you own 60% of Mallorca shares and have absolute voice, I don't have any shares. As this chairman, maybe those small shareholders will not have any objection, but Vicente Grande owns nearly 30% of the shares, and I'm afraid he will have any objection."

"He has an objection, that's his business. In short, as long as I'm in one day, Vicente can only be a dividend shareholder... As long as the 60% of the shares I have on hand are still there, no one can shake your position as chairman!" Asensio snorted coldly: "Mateo, don't worry, with the support of the Asensio family, your position as chairman is absolutely stable. I know your ability and your strength. It is the best choice for you to take over my position. Besides, La Liga clubs are not without such precedents. Isn't Valladolid also hiring a chairman to manage? Your ability to manage the club is better than any shareholder, and I can trust your character the most. Who else can I use without you?"

Speaking of this, Asensio's face showed a smile: "What's more, you have a good son, Matteo, needless to say, and he is so loyal to Mallorca. I entrusted the club to you. In the future, maybe Mallorca Club will shine in your son's hands!"

"You mean Jose?" Alemani was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated: "Yes, I am indeed proud of this kid. He went to the United States for two years at the age of 20 and brought back hundreds of millions of possessions. He really scared me... But since he gave up his American company five years ago and returned to Mallorca, he has been learning to be a head coach... I believe he may become an excellent coach in the future, but I don't think he can make Mallorca club a wealthy family."

Asensio laughed: "Mateo, if you were a young man in his early twenties and had nearly $200 million in the United States, would you give up everything and go back to Mallorca to learn to be a head coach?"

Alemani was stunned for a moment, then honestly shook her head: "Uh, I don't think I won't."

"Neither can I." Asensio said bluntly: "So, if it's not for his brain problem, it's that he loves Mallorca too much... If you want to learn to be a head coach, you can learn anywhere. There is no need to go back to Mallorca to study. Being able to do this proves that he just wants to do something for Mallorca. He can earn hundreds of millions of dollars in two years, and prove that he has the ability. Why can't such a capable and loyal person in Mallorca be in charge of Mallorca in the future?"

"Haha, Antonio, you think too much of my son! But if he is really capable, he may be able to take over Cooper's position in the future and lead the Mallorca team forward! Then I will be the chairman and my son will be the head coach, which may be a good story!" Alemane laughed haha.

Asensio smiled and didn't answer, but was thinking about other thoughts.
Chapter completed!