When the sun gets hot

After struggling for a while looking for a taxi to go to the hotel, Jacob and Charlie finally arrived at the hotel to finally rest and prepare for the tiring day that awaited them, but before that they had a small conversation, both of them in their respective beds.

"Boss," Charlie said tiredly and a little sleepy since the hotel beds have absurdly comfortable pillows.

"What do you want Charlie?" Jacob said in the same way, tempted to pretend to be asleep to finally rest.

"The team will really be better with the players and staff we will get?" Charlie said with some concern for the club he has always supported and now finally has the opportunity to do something important for it.

"Trust" seconds after saying that Jacob ended up sleeping comfortably.

The next day…

Jacob and Charlie followed the same routine as yesterday, eating breakfast, brushing their teeth and take a shower... something happened when Jacob was taking a shower...

"Cuando calienta el sol, aquí en la plaaaayaaa!!(When the sun get's hot, here in the beeeaaaccchh!)" Jacob has the habit of singing songs that he liked in his past life in this life too and well... he liked and still likes Luis Miguel but what the hell, this is not the point.

The bathroom door crashed open causing Jacob to fall on his own butt.

"Aaaaaaaaah, what the fuck do you think you're doing here Charlie!" Jacob shouted at the top of his lungs, not really because the blow hurt, well, actually it did.

"Did it hurt you boss? Well, that doesn't matter, Puyol is on the phone boss!" Charlie said, knowing that this call was important, so important that he dared to interrupt Jacob's shower.

"Just pass it to me!" Jacob said still a little angry at the interruption of his moment.

"Hello, Puyol?" Jacob asked in a much calmer tone although he was cold since he came out of the shower very suddenly and at this moment he was with a towel covering his most private places where darkness lives.

"Yes, it's me," Puyol responded without further ado with a small, barely perceptible nervous tone.

"Is it okay if we meet at a restaurant of your choice or your house or apartment this afternoon, it was actually quite early, it was about 7:00 am and it was Thursday.

"Okay, that sounds good to me, do you think at the Sandwich Club at 3:00pm?" Puyol responded calmly, waiting for a response from Jacob.

"Yes, perfect then, see you Mr. Jacob," Puyol said goodbye.

"Well, see you," Jacob responded. He was going to ask how Puyol knew his name, but he remembered that he gave him his card with his personal and contact information.

He hung up the call and turned to look at Charlie.

"It looks like we'll be eating sandwiches today Charlie" Jacob said with a happy tone because it looked like he could sign Puyol.

A few hours before going to negotiate with Puyol Jacob and Charlie went to negotiate with Barcelona for Puyol, it really wasn't very difficult to close, with 550,000 pounds they were satisfied to give a player in whom they didn't see much future, curious that the following year he would stand out so much that he would be called up with the Spanish sub-20.

THURSDAY 2:59PM

(He hasn't arrived yet, he was a swindler after all?) thought Puyol since he himself arrived at the time he said, although his worries went away a little when he saw Jacob enter along with another young man with semi-short brown hair a minute later.

"Hello Carles, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too much" Jacob said seriously despite having actually arrived early, he was surprised that Puyol was alone and not with any agent, well, the application of the Bosman law was very recently aplicated, and Puyol didn't was very recognized at the time, at the moment he was a simple Barca B player who was not even a starter on that team, so it was quite difficult for an agent to be interested in him.

"No, not really, he was only here for a minute or two," Puyol responded in a respectful tone.

"Before we talk about anything, let's order the food," Jacob proposed, to which Charlie nodded since he was hungry.

"Very good," Puyol responded, satisfied with the situation.

The group of 3 waited for the food to arrive and as it could not be otherwise, Jacob and Charlie received the sandwiches they ordered while Puyol received the Caesar salad without dressing that he also ordered.

"I think it is a good time to start discussing the matter, Puyol, I suppose it is a bit obvious to you that we are looking to sign you for our club, right?" Jacob said simply to confirm that Puyol understood his intentions.

"Yes, I understand it but I certainly have several doubts, on the card I received I saw the name of the club of which you are the owner, the name of the club is "Doncaster Rovers" if I'm not mistaken, but I don't really know the club, could you talk to me a little bit of it to start?" said Puyol with doubts regarding the seriousness of the club but also curious to know the proposal of the man in front of him.

"Well you see Puyol, we are a fourth division club in England and I want you to be on my team, it is as simple as that, to explain the situation of the club I have just acquired it recently and I am looking to restructure it to be promoted this season and it seems to me that you could be an important part of the team, do not doubt our seriousness, we offer full salary." Jacob explained convincingly, seeking to persuade Puyol who was considering it but…

"What can Doncaster offer me that Barcelona can't?" Puyol asked, hoping for a convincing answer to clear his doubts. To be honest, he had not enjoyed much importance even in Barcelona B and although he was a kid with a strong mentality, he was still a kid that later will show to be a real man.

"Playing time and being in a style of football that will undoubtedly raise your skills to the maximum, I certainly think that in Spain you waste your time, England has a football that will benefit you, a quite physical one in which I need people with a strong mentality like you" Jacob explained finally trying to convince him.

Before Puyol could say anything Jacob spoke…

"And speaking of the salary and the work permit, don't worry, I will take care of it, speaking explicitly about the salary it would be 65,000 pounds per year for the next 4 years, increasing the salary by 15% with each passing year, in case of promotion the salary will increase 5% extra than normal, we would also like you not to have a termination clause, to compensate for this if you are not satisfied with the team's performance in the next 2 years you are free to leave as a free agent" Jacob said at the same time that he gave the contract to Puyol so that he could read and analyze it.

"Certainly the conditions offered are quite good and I must say that I am satisfied with the contract that we are negotiating, I suppose you already have a deal with Barcelona, ​​so I will inform my family," Puyol responded, already knowing the answer, it wouldn't make any sense for him to be negotiating with a club that Barcelona doesn't already have a deal with.

"Then we have a deal Puyol"After saying that Jacob shook hands with Puyol to seal the deal, although what really counted was the signature on the contract, this was the first signing for his team.

After signing Puyol, Jacob and Charlie embarked on a trip to a country that wasn't powerful but it has a future superstar, more than that, a real beast.

To be continue…