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Section 112: Long Taixi (2)

 The celebration lasted for a full hour. The Serie A championship trophy was passed back and forth in the hands of everyone. Wang Ai also took it and raised it. He also asked reporters and Kang Si to take a photo with him. When others passed it, he followed and watched the fun. On the way, there were also

When they met Moratti, before the two had time to speak, Wang Ai remembered that Moratti's smile was a little forced.

The formal celebration will have to wait until the Italian Cup ends. Today is just a small celebration, there is no float parade or anything like that.

After taking a group photo on the podium, everyone went to one side and took another photo behind the huge Inter Milan team emblem spread on the ground. Ibrahimovic was still surrounded by everyone, showing his core position in the team.

Ratti and Cambiasso, one humble and the other free and easy, are both on the side, even on the periphery.

The black boy didn't have the guts to show off yet, so he stood on the outside chatting with Wang Ai. After the group photo was taken, he walked with everyone in the field, holding the trophy and showing it to all the stands, celebrating with the fans at the same time.

Latins, who are optimistic by nature, can really celebrate endlessly, just like when Depor won the league championship, they celebrated for a week first!

Wang Ai was a little surprised as to why their interest was so high. They danced and danced for more than half an hour without feeling tired at all. By the end of it, Wang Ai became a little bored. Fortunately, as the fans released more and more fireworks,

The visibility inside the Meazza stadium also became worse and worse, and at the last moment no one could be seen, and this was when it came to an end.

The teammates carried the trophy back to the locker room and waited to be greeted by the club. There was a dinner today. After the dinner, they were going to the bar. The club was all-inclusive!

After a short meeting, club officials came in to greet everyone out. The trophy was sent to the club in the center of Milan overnight for the fans to display. The players, who had already showered and changed clothes, were all pulled to a small restaurant. The cameramen were all having sex the whole time.

I couldn't stop taking pictures.

The bustle lasted until late at night, and Wang Ai couldn't stay any longer. Finally, someone changed places, and Wang Ai secretly said hello to Zanetti and went out to get in the car.

In the back seat of Iveco, Wang Ai played with the Serie A championship gold medal in his hand. He still likes to shine.

The drunk Kang Si waved his hands: "Show me."

"Hey, don't pull it, don't pull it." Wang Ai grabbed the rope of the medal and took it off: "It's not like you haven't seen it before."

"There is no one in Italy!" Kangsi took the gold medal and was delighted. After looking at it for a long time, she suddenly raised her head and asked, "When are you going to France?"

"What should I do in France?"

"Playing football, in the five major leagues, you have now accumulated three championships and five gold medals. If you want to win France and Germany, that will be a great record! I remember, no one has done it!

"

The three men in the car looked at Kang Si, who was drunk and drunk, and smiled and said nothing. Wang Ai had broken many records, accumulated five major league championship medals, and couldn't combine them into one magic weapon, so why bother?

However, Kangsi was a little confused, and Wang Ai had to say: "The time has to be right, right? I have no prejudice against going to France or Germany, but the premise is that the opponent's team is similar and has the ability to enter the semi-finals in the Champions League.

"

Kangsi thought for a while in confusion, not sure if she had figured it out at this moment. She said "Oh" and suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that Raiola has officially made a request to the club for next season's training."

The salary will increase to 10 million euros."

Wang Ai frowned and thought for a moment before remembering that Raiola was Ibrahimovic's agent. After thinking about it, he already had the highest salary in Inter Milan and even Serie A for less than 6 million. This man was greedy enough.

While Wang Ai was thinking, Kang Si was still nagging: "You can't lose on this. Whoever has the highest salary and the first star will have the most resources. Although you won't give me a share of your advertising revenue.

, but you will always give me some benefits when you sign a big contract, so you can’t let him surpass you..."

The car was driving slowly, and the buildings on both sides of the road were becoming sparse. Kang Si was tired from chattering, and Wang Ai had almost thought about it. He picked up the phone and called Schlapner to inform Kang Si of the news.

.You don’t need to verify Wang Ai to know that this news should be accurate. In fact, when Wang Ai was coming last summer, he made a scene.

Genuine player agents are different from Schlappner. A good life depends on the salary of the players. Especially Ibrahimovic, whose commercial value is not easy to develop, will often use every opportunity to threaten the club, even

Blackmail.

When they met Moratti, who was good-tempered, soft-tempered, and caring, they were even more open-minded. Otherwise, Inter Milan wouldn't have been a major salary earner in Serie A for many years, and even a substitute would have a higher salary than Juventus' main player.

Schlapner's opinion was similar to what Wang Ai was thinking just now. He told Wang Ai directly: "Although you and Kaká are the biggest money-makers in Apennines, in the team, even if you are one euro higher, you must be the highest.

.”

"Okay." Wang Ai nodded: "Do you need me to do anything?"

"Uh... we really need it." Schlapner paused before saying: "In the current system of the international team, Ibrahimovic is at the front because of his good vision, exquisite skills, strong confrontation ability, and of course his slow speed.

There are many ways to provide support in the middle of the field. Although you can also do it, or even do it better than him, but... you are too comprehensive. Not to mention Mancini, even if I were to coach the international team, I would also let him play in the international team.

If you play the core role in the middle and let you go to any place, it will not hinder your performance anyway, but if you let him leave the combat effectiveness, your combat effectiveness will be halved. Therefore, this is a consideration of maximizing the allocation of resources, and it has nothing to do with the likes and dislikes of the head coach. But in this way

, on the surface he is the core, but you are not. Frankly speaking, this is very detrimental to my negotiations with the club."

"So, what do I need to do?"

"Massimo gave you the maximum salary based on your ability in the Champions League, but you have no chance to perform in this half season, and you cannot use it as a bargaining chip for me. But you still have a way, which is to suppress Ibrahimovic's performance.

I remember your current number of goals is 17, right? Ibrahimovic seems to have 17 as well. If you can score more goals than him in the next three games, you will eventually surpass his entire season in half a season.

, then, no matter how much he asks for, I dare to advocate that your salary should be Ibrahimovic + 1 million."

Wang Ai thought about it: "It seems that it is not difficult to do. He is injured now and has to rest for at least half a month. I didn't play today. I will definitely be the main player in the next game. If I don't get injured in the last two games, I will at least be able to play again."

Being able to capture the audience...well, it doesn't seem to be difficult?"

"Oh God, please don't get hurt, this is a negotiation for millions of euros!"


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