Chapter 1908: Chapter 504: Ingenious Strategies Are Born Only in Dire Straits

Enrico hurriedly chased after.

Huang Kaiwen secretly laughed in his heart.

Some reporters began to write.

This is the benefit of maintaining good relationships with reporters for a long time.

Reporters may not bring you any concrete benefits, but it’s very easy for them to disgust you.

Garcia was also driven out by Camp Nou’s press officer, but his goal had already been achieved.

Guardiola smiled and said, "I’ll say one more thing about today’s match; Kevin’s free kick was marvelous. I felt it from the sidelines, but I think I’ll need to watch the match’s recording, so today’s press conference ends here."

Huang Kaiwen got up and left the press conference room with Guardiola.

The match had ended quite late, considering Guardiola is a Barcelona native.

So Gagliani didn’t arrange for the team to fly back directly.

After reaching the finals, Milan players could find some fun in this city.

Barcelona, as a historic city, aside from its poor water quality and urban planning, is pretty good overall.

The next day, when Huang Kaiwen got up.

Guardiola called him to the meeting room.

Inside the meeting room, Huang Kaiwen saw two unexpected people.

"Let me introduce you, Kevin; this is former Barça vice president Sandro Rosell," Guardiola said.

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

Rosell was with Laporta back then.

This relationship is quite similar to that between Florentino and Calderon.

Guardiola left the meeting room and closed the door.

Rosell, sitting on the sofa, said straightforwardly: "Today I’ve come with one thing in mind; I hope you can help me oust Laporta."

"Sorry, I can’t do that kind of thing."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile: "I am not a Barça player, nor the King of Spain."

"Yes, but Barça once had the chance to sign you, yet Laporta signed your cousin instead."

Rosell said with a smile: "Such a foolish guy doesn’t deserve the position of Barça president."

"Perhaps, but it’s not related to me. I’m not interested in other teams’ affairs."

Huang Kaiwen said.

With Rosell’s words, Huang Kaiwen understood his intention right away.

He wanted to stir trouble for Laporta by bringing up the transfer of the Yellow Ball King that summer.

But what does it have to do with the Yellow Ball King? Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t do anything without benefits.

"What if I were willing to sell Messi to AC Milan?"

Rosell asked.

Huang Kaiwen immediately sat up straight.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen’s reaction, Rosell said: "That kid is a genius, but he’s not from Catalonia; I think he would be great at AC Milan."

"Yes, that’s the case."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said: "Catalonia is very much like the Basque Region; they prefer their own people here."

"So I think he should leave."

Rosell said: "If I could become the Barça president, I would be willing to let him go at the end of the 2012 season."

"Gentleman’s agreement? Verbal promises have no effect."

Huang Kaiwen said disdainfully.

He’s Huang Kaiwen, not Harry Kane.

Trusting a politician is even less reliable than trusting a businessman like Levy.

"We can sign a contract regarding Messi’s transfer, sign it now and loan him back to Barça for one season; I’ll acquire massive funds for reinforcements. Isn’t that sincere enough?!"

Rosell said.

Whether it’s Messi or Xavi, to him they’re just names.

Becoming the Barça president is much more important than retaining a player.

His sports marketing company can’t earn much money without a background as Barça president.

Previously, he forged documents to organize a friendly match between the Brazilian Team and Portugal Team, making 3.5 million euros.

He wanted to use Barça to make more money, but needed a more important identity.

Huang Kaiwen tapped the table with his finger in thought.

Rosell’s intention was clear; he wanted to pretend he hadn’t sold Messi, but showed his financial strength to Barça members.

How he would practically manage that, Huang Kaiwen didn’t know, but there surely was a way.

If someone performs well in reinforcements, Messi could naturally be benched at season’s end, just as Catalans previously hoped Bojan would be.

But operating this way has one problem.

It can’t stand scrutiny.

When FIFA audits the accounts, Barça would have no way to hide.

Milan would not cooperate in fabricating documents, at most they would stay silent.

To take down Laporta, Rosell really had to put in effort.

But this deal also required Messi’s opinion.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t immediately respond but asked: "Messi’s transfer fee is high; Milan can’t pay the release clause or make a one-time payment."

"First installment of 120 million euros, 40 million as a signing fee."

Rosell said.

Huang Kaiwen glanced at Rosell with a smile.

He believed Rosell wouldn’t tell Messi’s father the signing fee was 40 million euros during discussions.

Wasn’t expecting this guy’s appetite to be quite large.

"First installment of 60 million euros, signing fee 30 million!"

Huang Kaiwen said.

"70 million first installment, followed by 70 million annually, clearing in three years, signing fee of 35 million euros."

Rosell tried to negotiate.

Even without paying the release clause, Messi’s transfer fee couldn’t be much lower; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to explain.

"70 million first installment is okay, signing fee of 35 million is okay too. But Milan will only pay up to 200 million euros."

Huang Kaiwen said. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Then there’s no deal."

Rosell stood up and said.

Huang Kaiwen remained silent, sitting on the sofa.

Watching Rosell slowly leave the meeting room.