Super Marshal

Chapter 128 What's the situation?

Although a morning has passed, the strong atmosphere of last night's celebration still lingers throughout Madrid.

Especially in the southern part of the urban area, where Atletico Madrid fans are most concentrated, it is even more obvious.

An American-made Cadillac is driving from north to south along the main road in the center of Madrid.

Through the car window, one can see that sitting in the back row is a man in his fifties, wearing a neat suit and tie, who looks like an ordinary white-collar high-level American in a company.

His name is not very familiar to outsiders, but those who know Nike and the Jordan series of basketball shoes will certainly not be unfamiliar with his name.

Tinker Hatfield.

Sitting next to Hatfield was the president of Nike Europe, the person in charge of sponsorship negotiations between Nike and Atletico Madrid, while the rest of the negotiating team sat in the car behind.

La Liga has been very popular in recent years, but Nike's development in the Spanish market, especially the football market, is not satisfactory. In the final analysis, they only sponsored Barcelona.

Therefore, this time, Nike executives also attach great importance to sponsoring Atletico Madrid.

Although the Sheets fell into the La Liga, but the lean camels are bigger than the horses, they are always the third richest in La Liga.

What's more, Adidas' flagship in Spain is Real Madrid.

Therefore, it is only natural that Nike attaches great importance to Atletico Madrid.

It's like opening two flagship stores face to face on the same street and in the same place, competing against each other.

A group of three cars quickly passed through the urban area of ​​Madrid and arrived at the Calderon Stadium.

"Hello, welcome to the Calderon Stadium!"

The general manager of the club, Xiao Hill, saw the car stop and immediately greeted him with a smile.

Beside him are the vice chairman Cerezo, the technical director Paul Futre, as well as the employees of the commercial department, as well as the club's representative lawyer and so on.

It was hot summer, and it was close to noon, and the temperature was very high.

After the two parties met, they didn't exchange pleasantries, and went directly into the meeting room before introducing each other.

"Michelle, this is Mr. Hatfield, the vice president of design at Nike Headquarters, and also Mr. Parker's most important right-hand man. He is here specially for this negotiation."

Xiao Xier was taken aback when he heard that, came here specially for the negotiation?

Vice President of Design?

The right-hand man of Mark Parker, one of Nike's most powerful co-presidents?

This is a big shot!

Not to mention Little Hill, even Cerezo and Paul Futre were secretly taken aback in their hearts.

Generally speaking, when Nike sponsors European professional teams, even if it is a wealthy team, it is the head office that makes the decision, and then it is handed over to the head of the European region for negotiation.

But now, the senior management of Nike's US headquarters has been dispatched, and it is such a high-level core senior management, this...

"Mr. Hill, it is a great honor to be here at the Calderon Stadium."

Not only does Hatfield look like a designer, but he doesn't even look like a kind Uncle Sam. He doesn't have the maverick personality of top designers in his impression.

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Hatfield, very nice to meet you." Little Hill didn't dare to be careless, and shook hands with him quickly.

"I was there last night and watched you play Barcelona on TV."

"yes?"

"Although from the standpoint of our company, I would prefer Barcelona to win, but I have to say that last night, you performed even better and deserved a victory. It is really remarkable."

"Thank you!" Everyone at Atlético de Madrid immediately felt honored and honored.

After Nike finished introducing their own people, Atletico Madrid also began to introduce their members involved in the negotiation.

The sponsorship negotiations were led by Hill himself, assisted by Cerezo and Paul Futre, and the rest were employees and lawyers.

Generally speaking, before the negotiation, introducing each other to each other is just going through a process.

But after Little Hill introduced the people on his side, Hatfield suddenly asked a question.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hill, please forgive me, can I ask you a question?"

Little Hill, Cerezo and the others were all at a loss. What's going on?

"Of course, please."

After looking around at Atletico Madrid's negotiators, Hatfield felt a little strange, "I want to ask, why didn't you see your head coach?"

"Head coach?" Little Hill and the others were stunned for a moment.

This is a sponsorship negotiation, what's the matter with the head coach?

"Mr. Hatfield, are you talking about Gao Han?"

"Well, yes, a young Chinese man, I saw him direct the game, it was quite remarkable."

Xiao Xier and the others were secretly surprised again.

This Hatfield can be regarded as a core executive in Nike, with a high position and weight, but he talked about Gao Han as soon as he came, which shows that in his mind, the weight of seeing Gao Han is more important than negotiating with Atletico Madrid.

This is how the same thing?

"Mr. Hatfield, Gao Han is the head coach of our team. He is mainly responsible for competitive affairs. He will not participate in other aspects, including daily operations and business negotiations."

Xiao Hill answered politely, and then pointed to Paul Futley, "If you have any questions about competitive affairs, Paul is our technical director and Gao Han's direct supervisor. He should be able to answer all your doubts."

Hatfield kept smiling all the time, looked at Little Hill, then at Paul Futley, and shook his head.

"Forget it, I hope to find an opportunity to talk face-to-face with Mr. Gao Han."

Little Hill frowned, and couldn't understand why Hatfield valued Gao Han so much?

"Okay, the team has training in the afternoon, we can arrange for you to visit there, and then you will be able to see Gao Han."

When Hatfield heard it, he smiled more readily, "Okay, then I'll leave it to Mr. Hill."

After speaking, the American in suit and leather shoes stepped back, as if this negotiation had nothing to do with him.

But this confuses Xiao Xie and others even more. What is going on?

Is it possible that Atletico Madrid is not the most important thing for Nike in this trip? Instead, it is alpine?

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"How is it? How does it feel to win the championship?"

A BMW X5 speeding on the highway from Madrid to Mahadahnda.

Lin Xia, who was sitting in the driving seat, asked with a smile while driving.

"It's cool, it's cool, every inch of skin, every pore, and even every cell in the whole body is cool!"

Lin Xia smiled sweetly, "Is it so exaggerated, as if..."

"Like what?"

Lin Xiafen blushed, "Get lost!"

"Oh, this is my true feeling. If I tell you that you don't believe it, you can still ask."

"I'm sorry, okay?" Lin Xia glared at him angrily.

But soon, her curiosity came up again, "Then what are you going to do next?"

Gao Han looked at her with a smile, "Miss Lin, are you caring about me as a friend? Or are you asking me as a reporter?"

"Is there any difference?"

"Of course, if it's a reporter, I'll have to think about whether to answer it. If it's a friend, I'm going to tell you the truth with all my heart."

Lin Xia smiled very much, as if to say, you still have a little conscience.

"Then be friends."

"Oh, my friend, I don't have any ideas yet."

"what?"

Isn't this answer too perfunctory?

"I'm serious." Gao Han leaned back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and looked forward.

"Will that stay at Atletico Madrid?"

"I don't know, it depends on the situation."

From this sentence, Lin Xia finally came to his senses.

Yes, with a King's Cup champion in hand, Gao Han has the initiative.

At least, he doesn't need to worry about his whereabouts anymore.

With Gao Han's current coaching performance, as long as he says he wants to leave Atletico Madrid, there must be teams interested.

Of course, Atletico Madrid is a traditional giant. Although they have experienced the nightmare of relegation, the lean camel is bigger than the horse. In Spanish football, if you want to find a better job than Atletico Madrid's head coach, I am afraid that only Real Madrid and Barcelona .

But Real Madrid's coach Bosque is in a stable position. Although there have been rumors outside, Florentino would prefer to invite a famous coach to coach, and even Ferguson has been rumored, but it should not be replaced in the short term.

As for Barcelona, ​​with the current alpine situation, it is still quite far away from this handsome position.

Gao Han's attitude is also very clear.

If Atletico Madrid gives him a better coaching environment and offers him satisfactory conditions, he will choose to stay in the team.

But conversely, if it doesn't work, he probably will go to another team.

But no matter what, Lin Xia believes that Gao Han will not disappoint.

"You know, what am I thinking now?" Gao Han asked suddenly.

Lin Xia still looked ahead, shook her head, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, how do I capture that feeling from last night."

"Um?"

"Whether it's the Copa del Rey or the champion of La Liga, it's nothing at all. The former is not taken seriously, and its influence can't even go out of Spain. The latter is only the second level of the league."

Lin Xia continued to drive without answering, but listened intently.

"I like the feeling of winning the championship last night. I also believe that if there is a chance to win La Liga, the European championship, or even the Champions League, it will be more enjoyable and crazy!"

Having said that, Gao Han turned his head to look at Lin Xia, and asked with a smile: "Do you think I'm a little bloated?"

"How can this be inflation?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not, this is a dream!" Lin Xia replied very positively, and then said something very soulful.

"Humans always have dreams, otherwise, what's the difference with salted fish?"

"Who did you hear that from?"

"Forget!" Lin Xia smiled sweetly again.

This smile, viewed from Gao Han's angle, is so beautiful that it makes one's heart skip a beat.

But she was right, if a person has no dreams, what is the difference from a salted fish?

With Lin Xia's words, Gao Han became more determined in his mind.

During the unknowing conversation, BMW had already got off the highway and arrived at the gate of the Sports City.

Thanks to [Yi Wensan I don't know], [Qiao Ning Boer], [2333616] and [Book Friends 1311748769] for their rewards!

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