Zhuoyang and Xiaozhu met Raiola who had just walked out in the parking lot.ΩΩWw W．

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Raiola made an 'ok' gesture towards Xiaozhu. "Bastian, it's done, exactly as we said yesterday. Find a time to sign it, and the new contract will take effect immediately.

I believe you will be very satisfied with the new contract."

"Thank you, Milo, you are great, you know." Xiaozhu gave Raiola a thumbs up.

"Without the great Raiola, there is no contract that can't be negotiated. In my eyes, Angus Mullen is as vulnerable as a little girl." Raiola boasted proudly because of Zhuo Yang's presence.

."He is no match for my Emperor Milo."

"Okay, Bastian, you go to training first. I want to talk to Mr. Zhuoyang alone." Raiola said to Xiaozhu, and Xiaozhu winked at Zhuoyang and walked away.

Raiola wants to use his momentum and domineering power to conquer Zhuoyang again, just like Elder Tang's Five Elements Mountain rescued the Great Sage, but he can only rely on a tight spell to conquer him.

What does this fat man want to say to me? Zhuo Yang was a little confused.

"Okay, Fatty. In just half a day, you have secured contracts for five people. You are pretty cool." Zhuo Yang first praised Raiola.

"Zhuo, do you see, this is the difference between having an agent and not having an agent. In the youth team, you used to have the highest salary, but now they have far surpassed you." On this point, Raiola

What he said is true.

"Fat man, believe it or not, the club will soon take the initiative to ask me to renegotiate the contract. Fatty?" Zhuo Yang is very confident, because there are also smart people in the club.

"What's the point of sharing..." Before Raiola could finish his words, he was interrupted by the high-pitched shout of a club staff member who walked over.

"Zhuo, the club asked me to inform you to go to the chairman's office to renegotiate the contract."

Zhuo Yang was so proud that he looked at Raiola with a look of "I was right."

Raiola: "..."

"Also, Fatty, you are really black." Zhuo Yang continued to squeeze Raiola. "Don't think I don't understand. I have learned that most agents charge 7%, and there are many more.

The commission is 5%. What about you? Do you feel guilty about the 10% commission? Fatty."

"Hey, you don't understand this." Raiola was very confident when talking about his professional field. "Let me tell you this, if you and the club can negotiate an annual salary of 1 million, and 7%

A commission-based agent can negotiate a salary of 1.5 million for you. And I, the great Raiola, can negotiate a salary of 2 million for you. This is my value."

"Okay, Fatty. Then go and negotiate for me now. If you can negotiate for me an annual salary of 2 million yuan, I will sign a contract with you immediately. How about it?"

Raiola: "..."

Raiola didn't know why. Many young players were very nervous when they saw him. When he got angry, those little guys were scared to death. However, he couldn't do anything about the Chinese kid in front of him.

No! Raiola thought to himself: It seems that I have to be a little cruel to let him understand my ability.

"Hey! Boy." Raiola straightened up and looked directly at Zhuo Yang like lightning. "You have to call me respected Mr. Raiola, you can also call me Milo. Don't call me fat!!!"

With his falcon-like eyes and deep voice, coupled with the clothes of the godfather of the dark society, and the cold and serious expression on his face, Raiola instantly exuded a domineering temperament. The air around him seemed to have frozen, and the sky

It seemed as if the darkness had suddenly dimmed, Raiola seemed to have become the unquestionable center of this dark world, and it was clear that his whole body was emitting a stunning light.

"Pfft--" Zhuo Yang couldn't help laughing. "I mean, Fatty, you made such an unlucky expression, are you preparing to sing? Or do you want to do a cross talk. Are you ready for the movie?"

Raiola suddenly shriveled up like a balloon punctured by a needle, and his soul-stirring attempt failed completely.

"Anyway, don't always call me fat." Raiola cried, with a hint of pity in his tone. "I'm really a big shot."

"Come on, Fatty. Everything is just a passing cloud. Don't worry about the details." Zhuo Yang still couldn't help but replied with a playful smile.

"Alas -" Raiola looked up to the sky and sighed, feeling desolate in his heart. He thought that I had dominated the world for many years, and dominated most of Europe, but I always felt defeated in front of this kid. I couldn't do anything about him, and I couldn't get angry even if I wanted to.

Did you owe him anything in your previous life?

The winter wind blew across the water of the canal and through the birch trees on the river bank, messing up Milo Raiola's head and desolating his heart.

"Well, Zhuo, I can help you negotiate with the club for free and re-sign your contract." Raiola said helplessly: "You just need to train hard and play seriously. I will help you with these things. But

, I hope you refuse other agents before you have a serious conversation with me again." He simply couldn't bear to give up Zhuoyang.

"No problem, Fatty, you're a nice person. Let's do things nicely and I'll treat you to dinner later." Zhuo Yang was happy to be the boss, and he actually quite recognized Raiola's ability. After all, Fatty has a huge influence among players.

reputation.

In this way, the two people crowded into Raiola's car. Zhuo Yang signed a temporary commission agreement and introduced the details of his contract to the fat man in detail.

Zhuo Yang waved his hand and left for training. Raiola sat in the car and was silent for a while, then slapped his fat forehead twice.

When he got off the bus, his body shook, and Raiola turned into the domineering football boss again.

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Chairman Angus Mullen was like a ball of deflated rubber, slumped in the leather chair dejectedly, looking at Sylvia in front of him with her plump buttocks sticking out to clean the glass shards on the floor, and his heart was full of grief and indignation.

That damn Italian, the hateful vampire, the greedy leeches in the wetlands, the locusts flying over from the Netherlands.

Suddenly, Chairman Mullen stared at Raiola, who was being cursed in his mind, wandering in again.

Raiola walked to the opposite side, sat down on the sofa, put his feet on the coffee table, and leaned against the backrest of the sofa very comfortably.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, Milo Raiola! Dear Chairman Angus Mullen, my temporary client Mr. Zhuo Yang, has entrusted me to come and discuss with Madiburg Club on his behalf.

All issues regarding the contract." After saying that, he took out the temporary power of attorney and waved it in his hand.

‘Plop’!
Chapter completed!