Dante was busy packing. He knew he had to leave Belgium but was not sure if he would go to Germany or Spain. Both were equally good. But Dante thought Bayer Leverkusen was better simply because of how close it had come once to winning everything.
But Tenerife, it's only honour was to reach Europa League semifinals. So Dante was more inclined towards Germany.
His club, Standard de Liegè had accepted offers from both the teams and now it was upto him. His agent was pushing him for Germany.
Just then he got a call from an unknown number.
Dante: Hello? Who is this?
Gonzales: I am Gonzales Laurence, the manager of CD Tenerife.
Dante: Oh, hello Mr. Laurence. Why did you call me?
Gonzales: To persuade you to join Tenerife.
Dante: But it's just a newly promoted side.
Gonzales: I want to stay in LaLiga for the next season. Maybe compete for a spot in European Competition. For that I need a good centre back and a left back. Hence that's why I need you.
Dante: Are you sure you can do that?
Gonzales: As sure as I am of making you one of the greatest full-backs this league has ever seen.
Dante was silent. The coach of Tenerife speaks big. Best in the league? Dante was not sure.
Dante: I will get back to you later.
Gonzales: Just know this, Bayer has the same chance of relegation as us. But we here want to try and win. You are an important piece of the puzzle for us to win. Just keep that in mind.
Dante stayed silent for a long time. Then, he had made up his mind. He gave his agent a call. He was touched by Tenerife's sincerity.
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One month had passed since June. It was now nearing August. Dante had agreed to join CD Tenerife for a total of 900k Euros and a 10000 Euro weekly salary. Henrique had joined the club for a fee of 1.6 million pounds which was way above the limit Juan had set. It was all due Barcelona not wanting to let go of their potential starters. And of course, the last minute signing, Henrikh Mkhitaryan for 1.5 million Euros.
So after spending 4 million Euros in the transfer market and a sale worth 1.5 million Euros, Gonzales was left with 3.5 million. He could either spend it now or in January or save it for next season.
Currently, Gonzales was in a cafe waiting for his fellow assistant coaches to join him.
As he was waiting, he caught the eye of another woman, probably a tourist also in the same cafe looking at him. When Gonzales looked at her, she winked. Gonzales was shocked. What the f was that? Why did she do that? Am I that handsome?
The woman laughed seeing Gonzales quickly averting his gaze from her direction. Just then, the people he was waiting for came one by one.
Olay Skøsner, his Assistant coach, Bishnoi Laurence, his stepbrother and Fitness coach/trainer, and Hernandez, the goalkeeper coach.
At the present stage, Gonzales didn't have the liberty of having a whole team of coaches. He could only have one of something. And he was fine with that. It was better to have quality over quantity.
Olay: So Dante and Henrique have agreed to join, huh?
Gonzales: Yep. The team will be assembled soon. Anyway, Bishnoi, how was your vacation with your girlfriend?
Bishnoi: If by vacation you mean just visiting the beach and stargazing, then yes good.
Olay: I heard she dumped you.
Bishnoi: She didn't dump me, I didn't wanted to be with her anymore.
Olay: Just after the vacation? Looks like you got the wrong girl.
Hernandez: Poor Bishnoi got his heart broken and wallet stolen at the same time.
Gonzales just laughed at his colleagues's antiques.
Gonzales: Don't tease him anymore. We have to focus on the main reason why we are here. Our approach for the first season in LaLiga.
Bishnoi: There's that too.
Everyone stayed silent. Olay couldn't bear it anymore.
Olay: We continue with the same tactics and training?
Gonzales: If we want to compete with the likes of Madrid and Barcelona, we have to change.
Olay: You have something in mind?
Gonzales just gave a devious smile.