King Bayern

Chapter 130 Winning Bonus

"Thomas, are you sure you want to do this?"

Hassler nodded, "I'll go to Robert now to clarify."

"I still think you're crazy."

Hassler laughed, "Then just think of me as a lunatic."

Balakov shook his head.

In Wildemoser's office, when he saw Hassler, Wildemoser smiled. The transfer period has passed, and Hassler is definitely not here to ask for money. As long as money is not discussed, Wildemoser will have no pressure.

"Thomas, why did you come to my office?"

"not welcome?"

"Of course not. I can't usually invite a big shot like you."

"Hehe, Robert, our office is just one floor apart, don't be so fake."

"Hehe, look at what you said, by the way, what do you want from me?"

Hasler sat down, "I do have something to talk to you about."

"Let's talk, do you like Raul and Irving, and I want to sign them next season."

"Your jokes are not funny."

Wildmoser stopped joking and got down to business: "What the hell is going on."

Hassler knew that Wildemoser was a famous miser, so he went straight to the point, "I'm here to ask for money."

Sure enough, Wildmoser thumped in his heart, "The second half of the season has just started, and there is still a long time before the summer transfer window. What money do you want? Could it be that Thomas wants to raise his salary? It shouldn't be, this is against the rules."

Wildmoser didn't ask why he wanted the money, but asked directly: "How much do you want?"

Hassler held out a finger, "1000 million euros."

Wildmoser thought he heard it wrong, "How much?"

"1000."

Wildermoser laughed, "Thomas, are you kidding me? Our club's total annual budget is only 4500 million. You want 1000 million from me?"

Then Wildmoser got nervous because Hassler didn't look like he was joking.

"Are you serious?"

"Nonsense, how old am I, am I kidding you?"

You must know that in that era, the football world was still very simple, the local tyrants in the Middle East did not invade, and the transfer fees of players were still rational. Last year, Bayern bought the Brazilian international Lucio for only 1500 million euros.

"Okay, then what do you want 1000 million for?"

"bonus!"

"What bonus?"

"The team takes the bonus of the German Cup championship."

Wildmoser was stunned, "The German Cup? Still the champion? It's only the quarter-finals now."

"Are you trying to stimulate players with money?"

"Correct."

Wilde Moser began to think, the German Cup means that he can participate in the UEFA Cup next season.

Although the influence of the UEFA Cup is far worse than that of the UEFA Champions League, the broadcast share is much higher than that of the Bundesliga. As long as they enter the UEFA Cup main match, 1200 million euros will be credited immediately.

The reason why Hassler dared to negotiate terms with Scrooge was because he had done his homework in advance and knew how much money he could get for participating in the UEFA Cup group stage.

"How is it? Robert, this is a profitable business for the club."

"Hehe, not necessarily, this is 1000 million."

Hasler slapped the table, "You're a bit of a pursuer, can't you?"

Wildmoser stood up, "Don't get excited, I didn't say no, let me think about it."

"Okay, then I'll give you one night."

"No, I've thought about it and agree."

This time it was Hasler's turn to be stunned. In fact, the account was easy to figure out, and Wildmoser was not stupid.

"Okay, then I will tell the players sometime."

"Well, Thomas, you know that I fully support your work."

"Oh, is it?" Hassler thought to himself.

"Stay after training, I have something to announce."

"Damn, do you want to practice more? My girlfriend is still waiting for me to eat."

As soon as Bayer said it, the teammates seemed to have made an appointment, and said in unison, "Which girlfriend?"

Bayer looked embarrassed, it seemed that his reputation for being a playboy had already been known to the world, and then his teammates laughed without waiting for Bayer's answer.

"What's so funny? Don't you all know?"

"what do you know?"

"It's about the bonus," Balakov said.

"What? Bonuses? Everyone knows how stingy the manager of 1860 is, plus the team's poor performance in recent years, so in 1860, bonuses are like ghosts. Everyone has heard of them, but they have never seen them."

At this time, Hassler came over, Bayer took a step forward, "Boss, I heard that there will be a bonus."

Hassler glared at Balakov, "Stand up, I'm going to talk about this."

As soon as they heard that there was money to take, these guys seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and the fatigue of training was forgotten.

"It's like this. I applied to Wildmoser. If you win the German Cup, the bonus will be 1000 million."

"1000 million!"

For a small club like 1860, what does 1000 million mean?Everyone understands in their hearts.

Hassler further said: "The specific distribution of bonuses is determined according to your playing time in the German Cup, which is more fair."

This actually means that basically the first 11 players can get a bonus, because 1860 is actually a main lineup.

Calculated in this way, each person can get about 100 million. For 1860 players, this is equivalent to most of the annual salary, which can be said to be a big prize.

"I'm taking my girlfriend to the Maldives."

"I want to buy a Lamborghini."

"I want to change houses."

"I'm going to keep it for marriage."

Although the bonus has not been seen yet, everyone is thinking about how to spend it after getting the bonus.

There are only a few old players who are sober. They know that it is not easy to win the German Cup. The opponents encountered in the German Cup are not comparable to the German second team.

"Boss, this is too difficult," Costa said.

The old player thinks a lot. He is afraid that the Bundesliga will not be won in the end, and the Bundesliga will be affected here. After all, the team's most important task should be the Bundesliga.

"Nonsense, if it's not difficult, the team can spend so much money in rewards."

Baier interjected, "Boss, is this bonus after tax?"

Hassler laughed, "That's a matter between you and the tax bureau, it has nothing to do with me." The others also laughed.

After Hasler left, everyone was discussing how to spend the money. Suddenly Paul said, "I see. How about we put the money together and buy a good player next season."

Paul knew that he was a substitute, and he couldn't get any money anyway, so he flattered him, but he didn't expect to be outraged.

Baier smiled and said, "Good idea, anyway, Paul is leaving next season, let's buy a good striker."

Paul's face turned green, and everyone laughed, "Tch, maybe I leave, and the transfer fee is more than 1000 million."

"Hahaha, Paul, if you don't play football in the future, you can go to the TV station and be a comedian."