Most importantly, the expression on his face and the look in his eyes betrayed his current state of mind—pure anxiety.
"What did they say?"
Valcke shook his head. "Their attitude is extremely resolute. They demand that we issue a public apology and retract our previous statements."
Hearing this, Blatter slammed both fists onto the desk in front of him, making the office supplies and his computer rattle wildly.
"Did you convey to them that as long as it doesn't involve an apology, everything else is negotiable? We could even create a special award for him, arrange a position within FIFA, or give him whatever else he wants..."
Valcke narrowed his eyes. "I did, but Wang Shuo's agent, Thomas Essien, personally told Adidas that his player only wants an apology and absolutely nothing else!"
For some unknown reason, as Valcke and Nichols looked at Blatter at this very moment, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction welled up in their hearts.
