Raul does not live in Gelsenkirchen, where Schalke 04 club is located, but in the adjacent Dusseldorf.

Dussel is located on the banks of the Rhine River, close to the world-famous Ruhr area. It is the capital of the North Rhine-West** state, the most densely populated and economically developed region in Europe. It is an important city in Germany's advertising, clothing, exhibition and communications industries, and a European logistics center city.

In short, a place where rich people gather...

Although Yang Feng has memories of the next ten years, none of these memories can be directly converted into wealth. After thinking about it, he only impressed things like China Real Estate, Moutai stocks, Bitcoin, etc., but these all require capital.

Perhaps he can make some money on spinach with this season's Champions League and this year's European Cup, but because of his professional player status, these are destined to be secretly making small fuss.

So he is still a poor guy now.

Although his expression was well controlled, when he saw Raul's mansion, he could not deny that he was indeed full of envy.

"Yang, you are welcome to visit..."

Raul brought his wife Maman Sans to greet him at the door, showing great enthusiasm.

If it weren't for knowing that he was not worthy of Real Madrid's jersey now, Yang Feng would have thought that the former Real Madrid captain was here to fool him into joining the Galaxy Battleship.

"Thank you." After Yang Feng hugged Raul, he was about to shake hands with the hostess, but unexpectedly, he had already posted it up and hugged him.

This woman is the one that Raul's female fans envied, and is known to the world for Raul's famous kissing ring celebration.

Seeing that he was not used to it, Raul laughed, "I know Orientals are very subtle, but if you want to continue to develop in European football in the future, you must learn to adapt to all this, including hugs and kisses with women."

Yang Feng smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm not used to it. You know, few people invite me."

"Believe me, it won't take long, and many people will be proud of being invited," Raul kept smiling, "Come on, take you to see my children, and a guest..."

"Guest?" Yang Feng knew it in his mind.

Raul has four children, the youngest two are twins, but they are not very interested in Yang Feng.

The one who is interested in Yang Feng is Raul's "guest".

His agent, Kavajal, has the same name as a star.

"Hello, Young," Kavajal reached out and shook him, "We've seen it before, but I think you probably don't remember it."

What he said should be about Schalke's activity, or something. Yang Feng really didn't remember it, but he still said hypocritically: "Of course I remember."

Kavajal said: "So should we talk about the main business first or have a meal first?"

Raul shrugged, "Half an hour left."

Kavajal nodded confidently, "That's enough."

He is a famous football economic man in Europe, with countless big names under his command. At the peak, half of Real Madrid was his player. Now he is here to invite him in person. I believe Yang Feng has no reason to refuse.

Raul said hello and left, letting the two talk on their own.

"So, Yang," Kavajal made a request gesture and signaled Yang Feng to sit down and said, "You should know what I'm looking for you to do. You need an agent, and I am one of the best football agents in the world."

Yang Feng ignored his bragging and just smiled and interrupted: "Sorry, Mr. Kavajal, I have read that news and thought you have a bad impression of Chinese people."

Kavajal understood in a second, and another burst of laughter came out.

When he was confirmed to leave Real Madrid, it was rumored that Raul was very close to a club in the Chinese Super League. However, when Carvajal went over to negotiate, the other party threw him over: "Let him send his resume to my email tomorrow..."

It is really awesome to ask Raul to post a resume, but this joke should be a malicious joke that matches "let Anelka try out". It is difficult to tell whether it is true or false. Kavajal did not make any clarification, but just repeatedly told Yang Feng that he has no prejudice against Chinese players, but he appreciates it very much.

To prove it, he even said the names of several Chinese players in a row.

What he didn't know was that apart from the joke just now, what impressed Yang Feng the most was actually another piece of news.

This guy is also Casillas's agent, but was fired by Casillas after the 2010 World Cup because the Spanish captain believes he has failed to help him improve his influence worldwide.

Kavajal is not a fuel-efficient one. In an interview with Ass, he implicitly accused Kassi of being ungrateful and the two sides were very unhappy.

Yang Feng is not a judge, so he is not interested in exploring who is right or wrong. He only knows that this guy is a person with professional stains. More importantly, although he keeps saying that he is not prejudiced to Chinese players, some details in his words and deeds always inadvertently reveal a kind of arrogance, as if he can withstand him such a great achievement for Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's personality is not soft, but he is not the kind of personality player who turns against me on the spot when I get upset. He immediately used his unique skill: Tai Chi pusher.

A Kavajal man was a good person. Of course, he saw Yang Feng's perfunctory behavior and frowned directly at the moment, saying, "Yang, I know you have played two games... Well, great games... I also know that you are facing the problem of renewing your contract with the club. Sorry, I'm going to be more blunt. I'm afraid you can even guarantee that you will be able to play the third game and the fourth game in the future?"

He shrugged, "Of course, Raul and I both recognize your strength and potential very much, so I'm here, believe me, I can help you get a big contract, not just Schalke 04. Sorry again, I don't disrespect this club, but if you can continue to perform like this in the future, then I can take you to a height that you can't believe in, far exceed Schalke 04..."

Yang Feng cooperated to pull the corner of his mouth and interrupted the big cake that he had already drawn, "For example, Real Madrid?"

"Yes! Real Madrid!" Carvajal suddenly exclaimed, "Think about it, how exciting it would be when you gallop in Real Madrid's No. 9 jersey one day? That's the jersey worn by Di Stefano, Ronaldo, and Benzema!"

Carvajal obviously did his homework seriously and knew that the Chinese people had a strong sense of nationality, so he added, "Believe me, at that time you will become the god in the hearts of all Chinese fans! Just like Raul to Spain..."

He said that he was moved, staring at Yang Feng with a bright look, wanting to see the unique fanaticism and expectation of the foolish bird after being fooled.

Yang Feng disappointed him, but he just picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip of water, "This water is quite sweet..."

Without you, I can become the god in the minds of Chinese fans!
Chapter completed!