"Jorge, you've spent quite a bit of money buying news lately, haven't you?"
At Su Dong's estate in Cheshire, Pepe teasingly asked Mendes, who had come all the way from Portugal.
There was a hint of resentment in Pepe's tone.
It wasn't that Mendes had done anything to him. It was what he had done to Su Dong.
Recently, several Portuguese players had clearly been hyped far too much. Falcao, Cardozo, Hulk, and Gaitan, for example, had all been promoted in turn by the Portuguese media. There had even been claims that Falcao would bring an end to the Su Dong era.
As Su Dong's good brother, Pepe really wanted to drag those players out and ask them: What gave them the right?
"It's a misunderstanding! Truly, it's a misunderstanding!" Mendes said awkwardly. This really was a case of the flood washing over the Dragon King's temple.
"To be honest, I did have a few media outlets hype up Falcao. You know, a four-goal performance in the Europa League semifinals—I was obviously going to make use of that. But I didn't expect things to become this outrageous. Also, the matters involving Cardozo and Gaitan have nothing to do with me."
"Aren't Cardozo and Gaitan both your players?" Pepe looked at him suspiciously.
Mendes clicked his tongue. "See? Another misunderstanding. I only own twenty percent of Cardozo's rights. The other eighty percent belongs to Benfica, so it has nothing much to do with me. I recouped my investment long ago. Whether he sells for more or less now, I still make money. Benfica is the one that has the most to worry about."
His words were quite sincere and reasonable, leaving Pepe unable to say anything more.
In truth, Su Dong wasn't worried about Mendes using him for publicity either. At