Gao Han couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he saw Mendes' crying expression, but he really had no money.

As the saying goes, a clever woman is hard to cook without rice. If Pochettino is not equipped with a lineup, how can he lead the team?

If the team cannot upgrade this season, it would be better. If it cannot upgrade next season, it would be difficult to retain players such as Hazard and De Gea.

"I know, this is not easy, Jorge." Gao Han looked like I felt very sympathetic to you.

"But you are Jorge Mendes, in European football, there are still things you can't handle?"

After covering this big hat, Mendes knew that he could not escape.

Gao Han never praises others, and it is certain that there is something wrong with praise.

But who is Mendes?

He was as smart as him, and his eyes turned and he figured it out.

If Gao Han eats his own big family, then he will eat others.

Judging from Gao Han's emphasis on these players, it is definitely not bad. He can't suffer any losses by dealing with it.

Thinking of this, Mendes slapped his chest on the spot.

"Okay, I'll contact you immediately and send you a message as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!