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Chapter 84 Dinamo Zagreb

Zhuang Mingge's trip to Zagreb was not entirely a temporary purpose. Before he traveled to this world, he was extremely curious about these countries that split from Yugoslavia.

If the prosperity of Yugoslavia's football is due to Tito's economic policies, the wealthy Yugoslavs have enough energy to engage in football; then after the civil war, the Yugoslavia region where the economic level plummeted, countless well-known stars still emerged, including Modric, Olic, Dzeko, Ibisevic, and Vidic... This is an incredible thing.

During this trip to Zagreb, Antonioni and Kenion did not agree with Zhuang Mingge going around in the place that had just been away from the war, but Zhuang Mingge's reason was the crown spring:

"As the club owner, I should pay attention to the team's performance in the European game with practical actions. You must know that there are not many heavyweight trophys in the honor room of Fiorentina so far!"

Who dares to stop Fiorentina from competing for the first Cup of Winners in club history? Kenion dares not, Antonioni dares not, so they wisely no longer oppose Zhuang Mingge's seemingly meaningless trip to Zagreb.

The enthusiastic Zagreb citizens welcomed the arrival of Florence almost without exception, which is an unimaginable thing in many places in Europe.

I intuitively felt the enthusiasm of Zagreb citizens for football and witnessed the real and simple spiritual life of the locals. Zhuang Mingge, who was in a good mood, decided to take the initiative to visit the opponents of this Winners Cup without waiting for anyone to come.

The Dinamo Club in Zagreb was not far from the hotel where you were staying. The taxi driver also took Zhuang Mingge and his party to the destination with great care. However, as soon as he got off the car and saw the scene in front of him, Zhuang Mingge was a little stunned:

"Karin, are you sure this is the headquarters of Dynamo Zagreb?"

I'll go, won't it? The headquarters of the largest club in Croatia is actually standing among the ruins!

What caught Zhuang Mingge's eyes was a slightly dilapidated small office building. It can be seen that this building has been around for a certain period of time, because from the outside, after years of baptism of wind and rain, the entire surface of the building was overshadowed.

What's even more outrageous is that not only can the building be seen destroyed and knocked down ruins everywhere, but there are rows of shocking bullet marks left on the only wall outside the building.

"It should be true, UEFA's position is indeed this, I can't be wrong." Karin replied hesitantly, it seemed that she was also shocked by the current low living standards in Croatia.

"Oh, that's fine. Look, there is not even a big door here, so let's go in."

Yes, the country that has just experienced war cannot be guessed with common sense.

...

"May I ask, what's the price for you to come here?"

Zhuang Mingge and Kalin traveled smoothly. It was not until they walked to the two innermost rooms that a middle-aged uncle came out to ask questions about the arrival of Zhuang Mingge and Kalin.

Zhuang Mingge thought to himself: It seems that the social security in Zagreb is good now, and it is almost time to close the door at night...

"Hello, I am Antonio Corleon, the chairman of the Florence Club. This is my secretary, Karin Segran." Zhuang Mingge took the lead in introducing himself, but when introducing Karin, Zhuang Mingge thought it would be better to say that Karin is his secretary. After all, this was also the agreement between the two before. In public, Karin will appear next to him as a secretary.

"Well, that, I am the general manager of this club, Vladimir Babic." The sloppy uncle said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, we didn't end the damn war until last year. There is nothing to entertain now, so please forgive me."

As he said that, Manager Babic took Zhuang Mingge and Karin into his office.

"Come on, please sit on this sofa, it's real leather." Manager Babic was attentive to serve tea and water to Zhuang Mingge and the others. He could not tell that he was the general manager of a club. "My office is the most luxurious in this headquarters."

"Well, Manager Babic, are your boss not going to pay for your work environment?" Zhuang Mingge asked in confusion. It was difficult for him to understand the bitterness of people who were always on the verge of life and death.

"Boss?!" Manager Babic said with a wry smile as if he had remembered something, "Mr. Corleon, you may not know the system of our country before. When Yugoslavia was not yet divided, our clubs were all funded by the Yugoslav Football Association. The so-called chairman basically had no strong personal assets, just a decoration. After Croatia's independence three years ago, a large-scale war broke out with the Serbs. Where would anyone choose to invest in us?"

"Then... the salary of the players in your team..." Zhuang Mingge didn't know whether he should ask this question, after all, this was a bit suspicious of inquiring about the other party's internal affairs.

"This season is not bad. Since our team reached the semi-finals of the Winners Cup, and the bonus of the team winning the Croatian Cup last season, this money is enough for us to pay the players the previous year's salary." Babic's expression was very light, but what he said was full of bitterness. "Two years ago, due to the war, the players did not play the ball. In order to maintain the operation of the club, we could only sell many good seedlings to foreign leagues at low prices."

Speaking of this sad history, Manager Babic couldn't help but burst into tears.

Well, I didn't expect that the Yugoslavia teams were already so difficult. As expected, everything was the fault of the war.

"Well, Manager Babic, I wonder what you think about Boseman's appeal to UEFA?" Zhuang Mingge felt that the topic of saying something would be too heavy, so he started a new topic.

"Boseman? Appeal UEFA? How is that possible!" Manager Babic said with a look of surprise, "I remember Boseman is the captain of the Belgian National Youth Team and is still playing for Standard Liege. He is a promising child."

"Although Croatia has just suffered a war, we will not know nothing about what is happening in the football circle." As he said, Manager Babic proudly raised his chest.

"Uh..." Zhuang Mingge didn't know how to change the general manager's perception of the development of football for many years. Fortunately, Karin next to him saved the siege in time.

"Manager Babic, you are talking about Boseman six years ago. It is undeniable that he was indeed a promising football star at that time; but he has been forcibly detained by the Standard Liege Club for a long time due to injury and is forced to transfer without permission. I have some clippings about Boseman's lawsuit against Standard Liege and UEFA. Please take a look."

Beautiful! Zhuang Mingge gave Karin a thumbs up in his heart. If it weren't for this smart and charming person, Zhuang Mingge wouldn't know how much time it would take to make Manager Babitch believe this matter.

After all, the Boseman Act is an important plan related to Zhuang Mingge!
Chapter completed!
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