"Mr. Yang Cheng, I heard that Bundesliga has some restrictions on non-EU foreign aid, is it true?" Old Bellon asked with concern.
Yang Cheng also nodded at the moment, "Yes, the club can have 4 non-EU foreign aids, but only 3 can play at the same time. I've already made arrangements for this!"
Old Bailey nodded, "No problem, we can apply for Italian citizenship from now on!"
Yang Cheng was taken aback and immediately thought of the fake passport scandal involving Beloun, and he hastily stopped him: "No, absolutely don't do that!"
"Why?" Old Baylon was somewhat surprised.
Yang Cheng was suddenly speechless, and he began to think in his mind about how to persuade Old Bellon. After all, the fake passport case had a great impact on Bellon. It was because of this storm that he was forced to transfer to Manchester United, but as a result, he did not fit in with Keane, the big man of Manchester United, which made Bellon unhappy at Manchester United and unable to reach the peak of his career.
Lao Bèilóng had always been paying attention to Yang Cheng, especially when he saw Yang Cheng's hesitant expression, suddenly thought of something and burst out laughing. "I'm finally at ease with you now, Mr. Yang!"
Yang Cheng was taken aback and smiled wryly, unsure what Old Bellon meant by this.
"I know what you're worried about, but I'm not sending my son to Europe to work as an illegal immigrant. My great-grandfather Potenza was indeed Italian, born in Cosenza, Italy, and later moved to Argentina, so we qualify for Italian citizenship, it just takes some effort and time, please trust me!"
Seeing the sincere expression on Old Bellon's face, Yang Cheng couldn't help but doubt his own past life. Was Bellon's Italian nationality real? Did he really have an ancestor born in Italy?
I'm afraid this question really can't be answered by anyone, even if the Italian Ministry of Civil Affairs were to come and try, because it involves too many complicated issues, especially regarding immigration from Italy, Spain, Portugal and other countries in South America, which is extremely confusing.
"Alright, you can go ahead and do it, but I still say the same thing. With a responsible attitude towards Juan, I don't support illegal things, especially those extremely bad illegal means!" Yang Cheng didn't continue to entangle on this issue.
Fake passports also have good and bad, Yang Cheng's attitude is to abandon fake passports, but if Old Bellon really wants to make a fake passport, then Yang Cheng can't do anything, he can only let him choose a more clever way, so as not to leave trouble in the future.
Honestly, almost everyone who applies for an EU passport has some degree of fraud. There are only two methods: First, through a family member or ancestor who holds the nationality of that country, thereby proving that the applicant also meets the qualifications to apply for that nationality; The second method is much simpler and more inferior, directly using a forged fake passport.
According to Yang Cheng's understanding, there are currently a large number of players using the second method, and it can even be said that they are rampant.
African and Brazilian players in Ligue 1, South American players playing in Italy and Spain, all players from poor regions who want to go to Europe to make a fortune, who doesn't try every means to get a fake passport?
It's just that fake passports are not taken seriously nowadays!
Of course, if you want to achieve the zero-error requirement of Yang Cheng, it will take even longer. At least Old Belleron needs to find some experts and find enough evidence from their families to prove that Bellon's great-great-grandfather was indeed born in Italy, so he has Italian nationality. As a result, Bellon, as his descendant, naturally also has the qualifications to apply for Italian nationality.
Dual nationality or even multiple nationalities are indeed chaotic, Yang Cheng only realized now that China's single nationality policy is so wise, saving a lot of trouble!
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An hour after Yang Cheng had persuaded the Bellon father and son, somewhere in Buenos Aires, Mascatti furiously threw the wine glass out of his hand, shattering it into powder on the wall opposite.
"Did they really sign an agreement with Kaiser Slaught?" Mascatti asked in a low voice.
"Yes, boss, with a price tag of $10 million, the new coach Yang Cheng met with Bellone father and son as well as Kaiser Slawten and they have reached an agreement to join forces. Additionally, old Bellone also called over, hoping that we can assist him in applying for Italian citizenship for Bellone!"
"I'll help you!" Mascetti thundered.
"I've already spread the word in Italy, I've developed a whole sales plan, as soon as the European Cup is over, immediately package Bellone as the new midfield star and let him join an Italian Serie A team... 1 million dollars? With some operation, it can at least double or triple to Italian Serie A!"
If he didn't get this money, Mascati was extremely angry. He is a well-known agent in Argentina and many players rely on him to land their dream European league.
"According to the latest news I've received, the person in charge of this transfer is the new head coach of Kaiserslautern, a Chinese man who is only 24 years old and named Yang Cheng!"
"I don't care what he's called or where he comes from, all I know is that he's broken the rules, my rules!" Mascatti burst out in a loud tirade, his mouth still full of spittle and the taste of wine.
"Kaiserschmarrn, Germany, damn it!" Muskati cursed again.
If it were in Italy, this thing would never happen because Mascalchi has a great influence in Italy and he has cooperation with many clubs and many people who are also operating the brokerage industry.
But in Bundesliga... okay, he can't even get in there!
"What shall we do now?" Idalgo asked anxiously.
Mascherano was also experienced, he knew that old Belon had some power in the Argentine football circle, and since Belon's transfer was already a done deal, many things were irreversible, so after getting angry, he calmed down and thought about it, and felt that there was nothing he could do for the time being.
"Alright, since Old Bellon has spoken up, let's help him out. You're in charge of this matter!" Mascatti shouted loudly.
Bilardo is a close friend of Boca's current coach, and the man has some influence in Argentina, so there was no need to antagonize him.
"But I won't let it go like this!" Mascatti sneered with a gloomy face, "Bellon is going to transfer to Kaiserslautern in Germany, and there must be an agent with FIFA certification to handle the transfer. As long as we help him and his father get their passports sorted out, it will naturally be me!"
There are very few people in Argentina who have a FIFA agent license, and Mascot is one of them.
"As long as I become Bellon's agent, if he performs poorly in Germany, then so be it. But once he performs well, humph, let's see about that!"
After finishing speaking, Mascatti let out a sinister and cunning laugh.
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Yang Chen did not know that his casual move had offended the Argentine football tycoon, and also left a hidden trouble for him in the future. Unfortunately, he was still immersed in the joy of buying Belon.
In addition, he also got a surprise, that is, Old Bellon told him the next day that the passport thing was going smoothly and should be able to get it done before the start of the season.
That means Yang Cheng must change his plan, because Bellon got a passport, he can free up a non-EU foreign aid position, which makes Yang Cheng's brain suddenly active, starting to search for players that fit himself in the super coach system.
As usual, he screened out those players who were unlikely to join the team and set the transfer fee below $500,000. After securing Belon's transfer, he still had to go to Brazil to buy a winger, whose value was also around $1 million according to the Super Coach system's transfer evaluation.
As a result, Yang Cheng's transfer fee was less than $500,000.
In this case, Yang Cheng had to start being frugal, especially since his $500,000 still had a lot of things to do and couldn't afford to be wasted.
After carefully determining the conditions, Yang Cheng determined the search and quickly appeared a column of player names.
As usual, Yang Cheng took the potential distribution from top to bottom, the first few potentials were all around 190, but their current strength was very low, none exceeding 100. Moreover, Yang Cheng casually browsed through them and found that they were all unfamiliar players. Looking at their attributes, they were all quite ordinary, probably not even able to play a game, so he decisively gave up.
But right next to it, he immediately discovered two very familiar names, both with a potential of 185, and they were none other than Deko and Lusio.
Yang Chen was almost overwhelmed with surprise, especially when he took another look at these two players and found that they were now all free agents, just like the vast majority of young Brazilian players, and were completely free to transfer.
"What's going on here?" Yang Cheng also felt surprised.
Actually, at that time Lúcio was playing for some amateur clubs in Brasília, and although the 18-year-old had begun to show his football talent, he still hadn't caught the attention of scouts from professional clubs, because in Brazil, defensive players are easily overshadowed by attacking players.
Lucio, who was down on his luck, was on his way to try out for a semi-professional club called Guarani in the Brazilian regional league. He looked up at the grey sky and wondered when his fortunes would change, unaware that his fate had already taken a dramatic turn, and that someone in distant Buenos Aires had already set their sights on him.
But he was lucky, Deko was worse off than him.
This poor guy who had been kicked out of Corinthians received a notice from Corinthians on the same day at the same time.
"Starting tomorrow, you don't have to come here anymore, just report to Aragones!"
Upon hearing this news, Deko was struck as if by lightning and nearly collapsed!