number one striker

Chapter 41 Royce the Pimp

At 5 pm on Monday, when Caesar's smug face appeared in the lobby of Kugel's bar, the corners of Sarah's eyes twitched a few times.

This nasty guy!
However, Boss Kugel and the other drinkers stood up in surprise, wondering why the hot new star Caesar came here.

"Luther!!" Boss Kugel walked out from behind the bar, hugged Caesar who was an unknown size smaller than him, and yelled at the guests: "Let me introduce you! This is my little brother Luther Caesar! Don't you know that Luther's first autograph was signed for me!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the dozens of framed autographs hanging on the wall, including Caesar's dog crawling characters.

"Luther! The state is good recently!"

"Keep it up! Let's go to the Bundesliga in one go!"

"Go back and talk to Uke! I apologize for criticizing him some time ago!"

Caesar joked with everyone like a courtesan, and Sarah sat quietly in the back, as if she didn't see this person in her eyes.

In the last game, Red and White Allen finally defeated the opponent 3:1. Caesar scored twice and became the well-deserved player of the game.

Even the harshest critics can't say that Caesar's performance is not good enough. In fact, it is nothing new for Caesar to score goals. How many goals he scored is the answer that fans look forward to in every game.

After a round of drinking with everyone, Boss Kugel remembered to ask him: "Luther! Why are you free to come to me today?"

Caesar looked at the uncomfortable Sarah and said with a sinister smile, "Then I'll ask Lingmei."

Boss Kugel frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

He knew that his daughter admired Royce very much, and he didn't object to little girls chasing stars.But he absolutely forbids things like being half-hearted and two-footed.

What's more, the minds of young people are becoming more and more open-minded and avant-garde. Although this Caesar is the supernova of the team, he does not allow his daughter to date this guy.

After all, Caesar's previous reputation was not very pleasant.

The old father looked over, and Sarah didn't know how to explain it, so she could only say, "He has something to ask me."

"Oh?" Kugel's eyes were full of vigilance, and Caesar also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey: "That's right, I've been looking for nearby delicacies recently, and I want Sarah to help me."

"That's it, then you go and come back early." Kugel forced a smile.

After the two left, Kugel put his big face on the door and looked out. The fat white man Hammet came in from the door strangely: "What are you doing?"

Kugel said absently, "It's okay."

Hamid nodded and said excitedly while taking off his coat: "The team is in good form recently, and they won easily yesterday. The next round against Ingolstadt, which is now the bottom one, will definitely be another victory."

"Hmm." Kugel didn't listen to what his friend was saying at all. Caesar and Sarah walked around the corner and were no longer in sight.

"How about it, let's watch yesterday's game." Caesar was much taller than Sarah, condescending.

The girl hummed, but didn't speak.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance to invite me to dinner, so as to make up for your fault of looking down on me." Caesar laughed.

Sarah gave him an annoyed look: "I'm just a 13-year-old girl with little pocket money! How dare you let me treat you to dinner?!"

Caesar held out his little finger: "Who is cheating now?"

Sarah gritted her teeth and glared at Caesar, suppressing her anger and said, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, do you have any Chinese restaurants here?" Caesar looked around, he was originally a road idiot, and he didn't dare to run around by himself.Now that I finally have a guide, I can finally go wherever I want.

Sarah tilted her head and wondered what "you are here" meant, but she accidentally saw Royce in the coffee shop next to him, and opposite him was a fat man who looked very shrewd.

"Marco, I think you should also know that I can't let you waste time here. It's been three years, and it's time to return to the top league. You are the most talented player I have ever seen. Whether it is from a competitive or commercial point of view, I will take you back this summer." The fat man took a sip of the coffee in his cup, grinned and frowned: "Whoa! What the hell."

Royce lowered his head and squeezed his fingers, and asked after a while: "Mr. Struth"

"Volker! How many times have I told you that we are friends, aren't we?" The fat man showed his white teeth, like a vampire on TV.

"Volker, did Dortmund ask you about me?"

Volker Struth sighed: "Marco, some things should be put down. Dortmund is not the only giant in Germany. Why do you have to go there?"

Seeing that Royce remained silent, the fat man scratched his hair: "I can only say that I will try my best to help you operate. As for whether it can be done, it depends on Mr. Watzke."

Royce nodded: "Then I will trouble you, Volker."

Strutter shrugged: "In addition to making money, a good agent should consider players more, right? But Marco, several Bundesliga teams have asked you about your situation recently. What I have to tell you is that if Dortmund fails, you'd better find a favorite home. You are already 20 years old, and Ronaldo, who won the Ballon d'Or last year, is only 23 years old. In my heart, you are not much worse than him."

Royce was silent for a long time, but finally nodded and said: "I see, Volker. You should take the initiative to contact Dortmund first. If it doesn't work, I will consider other situations."

"That's good. With your words, I'm not in vain today." Struth heaved a sigh of relief, took a big sip of coffee, and couldn't help feeling sick again.

"Okay, I have other things to do at night, so I will go back first. If there is any situation, I will contact you in time." Struth stood up, ready to say goodbye.

"Marco!"

An immature female voice came, and Struth looked back, and a cute girl was looking at Royce longingly.

He couldn't help smiling, Marco, if he entered the entertainment circle, he would have become a world-class star long ago.

Royce smiled at Sarah, but stopped Struth who wanted to leave.

"Volker!"

"Huh?" Struth glanced at his watch. There was still a little time.

But did Marco regret it again?
Just for this little girl?

"Volker, how about I introduce you to a business?"

(End of this chapter)