The big fool was actually very cautious and even checked the ownership of the two "bonus" players.
Maybe they thought that since all the paperwork for the add-ons was complete, there would definitely be no issues with the main player they were buying.
But in reality… hahaha!
Those idiots at Sporting Lisbon had only bought half of Gutierrez's ownership!
Hahaha!
This wasn't just a one-time trap—it was a chain trap. Once you stepped into it, you'd keep getting milked, just like telecom fraud.
A few days after the deal was completed, the South American agent took the initiative to contact Sporting Lisbon and "panickedly" reported the situation to their powerful head coach, Mr. Trigueira.
Trigueira also "panicked" and asked what they should do.
Without full ownership, Gutierrez wouldn't even be eligible to register for the Portuguese league, and the money would be completely wasted.
The agent then proposed a solution.
Either Sporting Lisbon paid another €500,000 to buy the remaining half of the ownership…
Or they could sell back the half they had just bought, and the agent would "take a loss."
However, since the deal included two bonus players, there was no way half of Gutierrez's rights could still be worth €400,000. After all, no one was going to hand over two players for free.
After some back-and-forth bargaining, Sporting Lisbon finally got €300,000 back—€50,000 more than they had initially expected.
The agent actually wanted to keep doing long-term business with such a "foolish" club, so he only charged them close to cost price. The more smoothly this went, the easier it would be to cooperate again next year.
Two young players, both around 17 or 18 years old, for €100,000—it looked like a bargain at first glance.
But in reality, if you spent that amount in South America, you could definitely find players much better than them.
Overall, it was a deal that satisfied both sides.
But only because Sporting Lisbon put on a convincing act.
Otherwise, if the other party had figured out which player Sporting Lisbon actually wanted, they would have jacked up the price without hesitation.
Never underestimate how ruthless people can be in business.
After completing the deal, the agent casually handed the players over to Sporting Lisbon:
"Alright, Pepe—you two just follow Sporting Lisbon's arrangements."
"Play well, and your future will be bright."
After saying that, he left without even looking back.
Clearly, he didn't care about those two kids at all.
"Pepe?" Maxa looked at the fierce-looking young player—who honestly resembled a darkened version of Sun Wukong—and said, "So, Kepler Laveran Lima Ferreira is…?"
"That's me. My name's too long, so everyone just calls me Pepe," said Pepe, the curly-haired "dark Goku," flashing an innocent smile at Maxa.
Maxa instinctively stepped back.
This kid… looked way too brutal.
Way too murderous.
What a waste—he should've been a boxer, not a footballer.
After the deal was done, Maxa informed Kai.
Kai immediately rushed to the training base.
Since the two players were in different age groups—and Pepe was older—the younger one was sent to the U19 squad by Maxa and placed in the youth dormitory.
As for Pepe, Kai personally took him to the first-team dormitory.
At the moment, the first team wasn't back yet, so Pepe had the place to himself.
"This is the Alcochete training base—the main training ground of Sporting Lisbon. We usually train here. The first-team pitch is over there…" After settling Pepe in, Kai showed him around.
"This is the gym. There's a lot of equipment for strength training. But you should always train under guidance—if strength training isn't done properly, it can cause hidden muscle damage. That's how some injuries happen."
"It might not seem like a big deal for young players to get injured, but almost every major injury will limit your potential and how far you can go in the future."
Pepe nodded repeatedly.
Even though the guy in front of him was younger and shorter, he clearly knew what he was talking about.
And even the assistant coach Maxa listened to Kai.
You had to know—Maxa was the first-team assistant coach.
At times, Pepe even wondered if Kai was actually the head coach.
"Huh? Someone's still training?" Pepe noticed a player on the pitch, repeatedly practicing dribbling.
"That's Cristiano Ronaldo—Sporting Lisbon's second-ranked youth talent. People usually just call him Cristiano. Last season, the club's top-ranked youth player led Moreirense to win the Portuguese second division and earn promotion to the top league," Kai said seriously.
"Wow! That's insane! What about the number one guy? What's his name?" Pepe was shocked.
Winning a professional league at that age?
Even if it's just the second division, professional football is completely different from youth leagues!
"He's called Kai," Kai replied.
Then he gestured for Pepe to follow him over to greet Ronaldo.
"What a coincidence! Same name as you, Kai!" Pepe jogged after him.
Kai frowned slightly.
…He suddenly understood why Pepe and Ronaldo got along so well.
Birds of a feather really do flock together.
Ronaldo and Pepe were made for each other.
There was definitely something missing in both their brains.
…
For young people, getting along isn't that complicated.
They all played football.
The key point was that Cristiano Ronaldo and Kai were at the training base every day, so it didn't take long for Pepe to get familiar with them.
And once they got familiar… certain issues became impossible to hide.
Pepe had terrible emotional control.
Cristiano Ronaldo, meanwhile, loved showing off his superior speed and physical stats during training.
Especially when facing Pepe's defense—he enjoyed it a lot.
Against Kai, Ronaldo never got that same thrill.
Either he blew past Kai at lightning speed…
Or Kai destroyed the ball at his feet just as fast—there was no real duel.
But Pepe was different.
As a defensive midfielder, Pepe had strong defensive instincts and superior physicality. One-on-one against Ronaldo, he could apply serious pressure.
It was tough—but Ronaldo could feel himself improving through that challenge.
However, neither of them had good tempers.
Sometimes they'd go from tackling to outright fighting.
Once things got too heated, they'd stop—but be back at it again the next day.
Whenever Cristiano Ronaldo shouted, "Dare to compete?" Pepe would charge in without hesitation.
Yet somehow, there was a strange balance between them.
Ronaldo won more often in training, so he could trash-talk Pepe.
But in actual fights, Pepe had the upper hand and could vent all his frustration.
So neither of them stayed upset for long.
You can't beat me.
But you can't beat me either.
Both believed they were the "winner" in this relationship.
So naturally, they tolerated each other more.
How could they not get along?
The only question was…
Which would come first—
Pepe snapping Ronaldo's ankle,
or Ronaldo breaking Pepe's ribs?
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