At 8 o'clock in the evening,

Ferguson saw news from various channels in Manchester and almost smashed his phone.

"Zheng!"

"You liar!"

"Where is the promised to come to Manchester United?"

Ferguson has always believed that at the World Footballer Awards ceremony this year, he had enough tacit understanding with Zheng Zhi, that is, once Zheng Zhi leaves Leverkusen, his next stop will definitely be Manchester United.

Although Zheng Zhi never agreed verbally, that's what he always thought.

So when Ferguson quoted Kalmond for $45 million, Kalmond and Zheng Zhi agreed at once. Who knew that they reached an agreement with Inter Milan without saying a word?

When he heard that Zheng Zhi had already arrived in Milan in the morning, he felt something was wrong and called Kalmond. Kalmond said that Zheng Zhi went to Milan just to sign with Armani and did not have any contact with other teams.

But now?

Ferguson deeply felt that he had been deceived by Zheng Zhi.

I'm naive, I didn't expect to be punished once at this age.

"Why go to Inter Milan?"

"What's good about Inter Milan?"

"You chose a sb path!"

Ferguson screamed, his whole face turned red.

He called Zheng Zhi's mobile phone number.

At this time, Zheng Zhi was already lying on the bed, browsing the history of Inter Milan with his laptop. When he saw that it was Ferguson's call, he quickly answered.

“Why?”

"Give me a reason to convince me."

Ferguson asked directly, and then he fell silent.

Zheng Zhi knew he would call, but in fact he had already prepared the language.

"because,"

"I want to take risks here,"

"I think I can take risks and succeed together here with some people who also have the same ideals."

"who?" Another sentence popped out from there.

But immediately afterwards, he didn't have the chance to let Zheng Zhi speak.

"Because there is an alien there? There is a tank? There is a boss who can call the wind and rain?"

"No, you were wrong."

"None of them can bring you success, and you can't bring them success."

"Black hole, there is a black hole, you can't climb out of the quagmire there!"

"And that damn Juventus, they have always controlled the entire league, but there is no Juventus, and AC Milan. Look, Milan has now introduced Redondo, Rui Costa, and the nuclear warhead of Ukraine. Brazil has also brought Kaka, Maldini...what do you win?"

"That Tardelli, who has never been in command of the first team game? Ah, please, that guy is neither rookie, Inter Milan will definitely die!"

It seems that Ferguson is also very familiar with the movements of the Serie A giants, and he actually talks so much in one breath.

"Do you really think aliens can solve all problems? He is injured, injured, or injured. Look, the next major injury will come! How many years can Vieri, who likes to be nostalgic for nightclubs and women? Relying on Zamorano? Oh hehe~ That midfielder is completely at the Championship level, what are you fighting for?"

"I know, you haven't signed the contract yet. You will definitely sign it at the press conference tomorrow. Taking advantage of the opportunity to change your decision and give up the damn Inter Milan and come to Manchester United. Manchester United is your most correct choice and the best stage!"

Zheng Zhi kept listening to Ferguson quietly, without a socket.

It was not until Ferguson said this that he opened his mouth again.

“There is nothing wrong with your analysis,”

“Every analysis is reasonable.”

"But this is the previous information. Inter Milan did not choose Tardelli as the head coach, he chose Mourinho." Zheng Zhi felt that Ferguson should have paid attention to Mourinho now. Although Mourinho's current reputation is not very good now, several of his tactical articles have spread out in the circle, and Ferguson cannot not know.

Sure enough, when he heard the four words Mourinho, Ferguson instantly skipped a beat.

"Jose Mourinho?"

"You didn't lie to me? That guy wants to coach Inter Milan? Massimo Morati, who is stupid and has a lot of money, is he going to ask Mourinho to coach Inter Milan? Oh my God, this must be fake, this can't happen."

"Well, this is really beyond my expectations. That guy Jose has some stuff. I think Moratti's choice is not bad, but I still don't think Mourinho will succeed in his first season in Inter Milan. That's Serie A! Do you know? Even if he comes, he is still taking risks, but it's a little smaller than the previous adventure. He lacks too much coaching experience. Even the talented head coach needs experience and needs growth. It's impossible to reach the top in one step, so you still get nothing. The tragedy is that you are betting on your youth! How many years can a professional player have to bet on? Do you think he is very young at the age of 20? I tell you, I have two players younger than you, one in England and the other in Portugal, they are even less than 15 years old, they are the real young talents!"

"Child, come on, don't think about Inter Milan anymore, and Mourinho, let them go to hell!"

Zheng Zhi smiled slightly, "Maybe you are right, but I still choose to take risks. I believe Mourinho can change all this."

"Why do you trust him so much? You shouldn't be familiar with him?"

‘Yes, I’m not familiar with it, but if you see his transformation plan for Inter Milan, maybe you’ll change your mind.’

"No!" Ferguson said firmly.

"You will regret it,"

"After dawn, I hope you can change your mind,"

"If you think about it, think about it carefully, my phone will be on for you all the time. My child. Some decisions will never end if they make a mistake."

"I know." --

At 8 o'clock the next morning, Ferguson woke up, rubbed his eyes, looked through his phone, but found that there was no call or text message. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself that there was still time and time, and he would definitely change his mind at the last moment.

At nine o'clock, he looked at his phone habitually again, but there was still no movement.

Ten o'clock, still not.

At eleven o'clock, the sun was almost afraid of it in the air, but there was still no information.

Half eleven,

bite,

The phone finally rang and a text message came.

"Dear Sir Ferguson, I decided to join Inter Milan. I don't want to miss this adventure. I don't know what the outcome will be, but I will never regret it. Thank you for your appreciation and care, I'm sorry. At this time, I don't know how to express my apology to you. Please believe me. In my heart, I have always dreamed of standing on the stage of the Dream Theater wearing a Manchester United jersey to play football. But now is not the time."

"Fake!"

Ferguson shook his hand and his phone hit the bright white ceiling.

That's so angry.

"Bitch!"

"Bitch!"

"Zheng, you are the most shameless bitch!"

"Being a bitch wants to set up a archway again!"

Ferguson was really blown up by Zheng Zhiqi.

It would be fine if you didn't say the last two sentences, but once you said it, he felt that Zheng Zhi was too hypocritical. If you don't come, you won't come. Why bother to say the polite words behind it? Now is not the time, so when is the time? Since you are all dreaming of playing football in the Dream Theater, is Inter Milan chosen for Mao?

Bitch!

Mourinho! What ecstasy do you use?! Why did Zheng Zhi make such a choice?! ——

At 12 o'clock, on the balcony of Inter Milan's office, the breeze swayed and the crowded voices were roaring. The blue and black team flag fluttered in the wind. Zheng Zhi smiled and took Inter Milan's No. 10 jersey from Chairman Moratti and put it on his body. He had just signed his name on the contract, and now he put on his clothes and officially became a member of Inter Milan.

After Baggio left, he also left the No. 10 jersey, which now belongs to Zheng Zhi. No. 10, in this era, symbolizes the absolute core of the team. He is no longer Leverkusen's No. 10, but Inter Milan's No. 10!

Zheng Zhi walked to the balcony, raised the Inter Milan scarf in his hand, and suddenly shouted loudly:

“forzainter!”

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

“forzainter!”

“forzainter!”

“forzainter!”

Under the balcony, more than 5,000 Inter Milan fans who came to hear the news instantly echoed and shouted Zheng Zhi's name. I was so excited that I never expected that there was no better gift than this.

After AC Milan successively bought Redondo and Rui Costa, Inter Milan fans couldn't sit still. They were looking forward to Moratti bringing a big transfer to the team, but the more they waited, the more they felt disappointed, and there was no news at all. It was not until last night when they saw Moratti and Zheng Zhi having dinner on the news that they knew that Moratti was going to sign Zheng Zhi. They came here early this morning, waiting for the arrival of this moment.

Now, my dream has finally come true.

They no longer envy AC Milan for owning Rui Costa and Redondo.

Because these two players were once defeated by Zheng Zhi! In this year's Champions League, they were both defeated by Zheng Zhi.

Inter Milan has Zheng Zhi and has the future!

They can even quickly forget Baggio! After all, Baggio has not left many beautiful marks in Inter Milan, and they are more willing to believe that the current Inter Milan No. 10 is the 10th they want most.

“No. 10,”

"Ah, I'm going to go to the store right away to buy a No. 10 jersey!"

"He just led Leverkusen to the Triple Crown! I believe that he can also copy miracles with aliens here!"

Inter Milan fans can't wait and now want to wear the new No. 10 jersey, which belongs to Zheng Zhi.

The last time Inter Milan fans were so crazy was the time when aliens arrived three years ago.

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Chapter completed!