"Boss, I really didn't expect that you can find the place we came here so hidden, you are really capable."

Li Bin looked at Palmer in front of him and Balotelli with a smile on his face, and was filled with emotion. He really didn't expect that his players would do such an unrestrained thing.

There will be a match against Liverpool next week. Whether it can successfully reach the Champions League final is still a matter of different reasons. At this time, my players will still be in the mood to come out to play. If it weren't for the bastard Balotelli, who has always been unreliable in doing things and leaking the news with his teammates in the team, Li Bin wouldn't even know.

After he knew it, he naturally chased after him: This is the most important time in the Champions League, how could such a mistake be made! It would be fine if Balotelli was not allowed to change this. Unexpectedly, Palmer also followed him to mess around, which made Li Bin not even wait to take them back to the team, but directly found a room in the nightclub, and brought both of them over.

In the past, he did not strictly discipline such things - some of the players in Italy were difficult to control, so his requirement for players was that as long as there was no problem with training, he could ignore them.

However, this time, during the break between the Champions League, it was really hard for him to accept that such a thing happened. When he rushed here, he made up his mind to take good care of this matter.

He could see Palmer's awkward expression and Balotelli's indifference: when they were brought over by Li Bin, they were even disheveled. Balotelli could not care, but Palmer was still a little embarrassed.

This child is still saved.

"There are not many nightclubs in the whole of Italy that I don't know. Do you think you can escape from my eyes? Overestimate yourself." Li Bin scolded Balotelli for a few words, and then said nothing more.

"That's right, I've heard of it. You used to know how to enjoy life... But this is because we are happy. You have to understand that the joy we have after winning is undepressed and you must vent it." Balotelli smiled, "Since you have caught it, we have finished venting it, and we'll leave."

"You want to vent your vent. I'm too lazy to care when you go home and burn your own house. Since you are here, how can it be so easy? Sit here, Raiola pulls you over, I have to see him before leaving."

"Then I'll call him." Balotelli spoke immediately, "I'll go now!"

Raiola had indeed arrived a long time ago, and was playing with me... Palmer muttered in his heart, watching Balotelli leave the room, but as soon as he looked back, he saw Li Bin looking at him, which made him lower his head awkwardly - in such a place, when he was holding a woman in his arms, he could not blush and his heart beat, so he was a guy like Balotelli.

"Orlando, I just told you yesterday that you played a good game. But today, you immediately disappointed me. We will have a league in two days and the next week there will be a Champions League match. But you spend your time and energy on this place at this time. Do you want to play a Wednesday game? It's so physical. When playing the game, I didn't see you and Torres one-on-one, and ran here to practice one-on-one? It's really promising. After playing a good game, I learned the traditional style of Italian stars. But you'll wait for the national team to join the national team. Now you'll start crazy. How much capital do you have to play? Italian media said you are the new Cannavaro, you are not the new Cannavaro, you are the new Cannavaro, you are the new Coco, it's not the end if you don't waste your game."

Li Bin's words were vicious and spoke mercilessly. He had thought of taking Palmery away after the end of the season, but if Palmery was such a player, then his idea would have been invalidated at the time.

Palmer looked a little embarrassed, he couldn't speak anymore.

I thought it was just a fun game, but who knew that the coach actually followed him and started scolding him here. I was immersed in the beautiful romance just now, but now I was scolded and humiliated by the slap of my head. He also felt that he was a little lucky today.

However, if you think about it carefully, everything that happened here made him feel a little proud: other players used to visit nightclubs, but they never saw the coach chasing him. The coach even turned a blind eye to Balotelli. However, now he actually chased him because he ran to the nightclub. It seems that he also attaches great importance to himself.

While the two were talking, the door was also pushed open, "Coach Li? I haven't seen you here for a long time. I really miss you..."

"Mr. Raiola, I didn't expect that when we meet again, I will be here to indict you."

When Li Bin heard someone coming in at the door, he reached out and signaled that Palmeri would stand in the corner of the room. Then he turned his head, but did not get up, and still sat on the sofa, waiting for the people coming in outside the door with a rare arrogant attitude.

Balotelli walked in with a man, and Palmer had seen him in the newspaper, which was Raiola.

"Mr. Raiola, I thought that when Juventus fell, you had a full time and your horizons should have been much broader. However, I didn't expect that your approach as an agent has not made any progress over the years, and your methods are still so inferior, which is so disappointing."

Li Bin's words were quite vicious. Raiola, who entered the door, originally had a smile, but when he heard Li Bin's continuous accusations, his smile disappeared. He didn't wait for Li Bin to speak, and his tone became indifferent, "I'm not doing a good job as an agent? No one has ever said this to me in person. The money I made doesn't seem to say that. You really made me more knowledgeable."

Raiola's tone also became higher: he was a very proud person. He usually had little contact with his peers and managers, and he always only did his own things. Of course, he could not accept Li Bin saying this to him in person.

He was not afraid of offending Li Bin: He dared to let Li Bin come out to play at this time, but he didn't take Li Bin seriously. No matter how good his grades were, how long could he last?

"Mr. Raiola, I always knew you were a good agent, and I thought you would know how to teach players, but your approach disappointed me. What you gave them was not positive guidance, which was not what top agents should do. How old is Mario? He is when he needs game experience. Is it something you should do with him to such a place?"

Li Bin's accusation made Raiola smile. He heard too much of this kind of thing, "You should be the one who gives them the correct guidance, not me. You are responsible for telling them if there is a chance to play and make them better. I am an agent, and I have to help my players be happier, make them happy, and have the mood to devote themselves to training when they can't play. I don't want Mario to play in such places every day. After all, this is your problem. If you can be better with the players, they won't come out to drink because of boredom, and I won't make such arrangements. Look at my players, how many of them like to play? Nedved is also a player under my own. Didn't he play much? This is your problem, not mine, you should be better with Mario, and he will come here less."

"But don't you think about his future? He is here, you said in front of him."

"Why should I consider his future? This is your problem. A child with such a talent, you don't give him a chance, which makes him feel bad, and can only indulge in alcohol and sex. This is your problem. Why don't you consider his future? You are the cause of everything, I am just helping my employer, my friend, who is our fault?

Palmer was slightly surprised as he watched the two of them chatting: It turns out that this is understandable.

Listening to Raiola's words, Li Bin also found it funny: This guy is worthy of being a top agent, and this unreasonable ability to make three-pointers is really good. It was obviously he who asked the players out to do something wrong, but when it comes to his words, he is still devoted to the players.

However, it seemed that he did not realize why Li Bin was indifferent to him.

"I think you know that the more you do this, the less I will give him a chance. I give the players a chance depends on their performance. If he continues to play like this, how many performances can he have?"

"If this happens, I can only operate his transfer. Li, you know, Mario is talented enough. After leaving Parma, there are many places that he is willing to ask for. A player like him doesn't have to worry about the future. If you insist on not giving him a chance, then I will let him leave." Raiola smiled, "Li, now it's not as talented as before. Now there are not many talented players in Italy. All of these players' futures are priceless. If you want to rely on the team to suppress the players, you are stupid. If you don't like him, I will let him go somewhere else."

"He has such a virtue, and he can't even think about playing the ball when he gets there."

"Then let's transfer again. He has enough talent and can always play well. On this point, we have a consensus: even if he only relies on talent, he can go around three or four wealthy families. If he really can't meet a coach who knows the goods, I can guarantee that he will find a mid-range team and play well for the rest of his life. Mario agrees with me because I can guarantee that he has always been very happy in the process. With this, he will be satisfied."

Raiola's tone brought some pride: As an agent, being able to tell the coach in front of the coach that the player is my person, not your person, makes him feel quite proud. His players trust him more, which is the result of his years of training. He has never cared about his relationship with the team because he has this confidence.

This is his foundation. With Balotelli's trust in him, he doesn't care about offending Li Bin at all.

"You have this consensus, I believe. But, does it have this consensus between you and Palmer?" Li Bin turned around, "Orlando, now tell me, are you willing to follow the words of this Mr. Raiola, happily wandering into three or four wealthy families and spending your life in the mid-range team?"

Standing in the corner, Palmery shook her head firmly.

Raiola's face changed.

From the time he entered the door, Li Bin deliberately made a fuss with him, and kept talking about Balotelli's issue, making him ignore Palmeri on the side. But at this time he understood, and Li Bin inspired him to say these words, saying to Palmeri on the side. Palmeri is not a player like Balotelli, and he will not trust Raiola very much!

I was just taking care of the verbal advantage, but I lost Palmer, a potential customer!

In this game, I lost a lot...
Chapter completed!