Chapter 1485 Future UEFA President

"Hey, Sophie, I really didn't expect to be here for you!" Lin Feng was also very surprised to see Sophie Marceau.

"Lin, what are you doing in Paris? I have seen that Messi is fine!" asked Sophie Marceau worriedly.

Messi's amazing performance in the 3-4 season (17 goals and 7 assists) has long attracted the attention of all parties, and this injury can be described as touching. You must know that Messi is only 16 years old this year, but he has already played such shocking statistics in the fiercely competitive English on Shijie, and his future prospects are limitless. This time, he was seriously injured in a friendly match and was directly admitted to the intensive care unit, and the whole world is lamenting that the future generation of superstars may die.

Injuries are fiercer than tigers!

"It's okay, I've woken up, and there is no major illness, and I will be able to come back in half a year. Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Whew, that's good, you know, except for Zidane's accident, what I admire is Messi. Sophie Marceau patted her chest and playfully stuck out her tongue in relief.

Lin Feng smiled slightly. I can't imagine that Sophie Morphine, who is 38 years old this year, has such a cute side, and her title of French national lover is really not in vain.

"Sophie, I still have some business, so I'll go first. When you're done, please have tea!" Lin Feng looked at his watch and said helplessly.

"Haha, Lin, you're a busy man, go ahead, we'll get in touch when we're done. Sophie Marceau waved.

Not long after, Lin Feng arrived at UEFA headquarters and met UEFA President Renate Johansen directly.

"Mr. Johansen, I think you should know what I mean. The brawl after the warm-up match between Tottenham Hotspur and the Chinese national football team is an extremely sad thing in itself, and I believe that no one wants to see it, especially Messi, the future core of our team, who is still lying in the intensive care unit, which makes people worry about it. It can be said that this game was quite a blow for our team. Many players have suffered a lot of mental blows because of Messi's serious injury, especially those young players. As you know, most of our team are young players, and this time Messi was subjected to such horrific on-field violence, which may affect these young players for the rest of their lives. Lin Feng sighed with a sad face.

Of course, in fact, Tottenham Hotspur's players have not been affected so much, but Lin Feng said this in the hope that Reinate Johansen can open the net and show mercy. If there is a heavy penalty, the team will be really miserable.

Renate Johansen frowned.

"Mr. Lin, I have deep sympathy for Messi's experience. But I was disappointed with your team's performance on the pitch afterwards. Not only did the manager Jose Mourinho take the lead in the fight, but your captains Beckenham, Drogba and Ronaldo were angry and fist-blowing, disgrace the whole of European football. If this precedent is not severely punished, I am afraid that the violence on the pitch will become more frequent in the future. Renate Johansen was unmoved, no matter how Lin Feng lobbied, Renate Johansen never let go, and threatened to severely punish Tottenham Hotspur to set an example.

Damn it, Lin Feng left UEFA in hatred.

"Hey, Sophie, where are you, can we have a cup of tea together?" Lin Feng thought for a moment and called Sophie Marceau.

Lin Feng doesn't have too many acquaintances in France, and the only one he knows is Sophie Marceau, so Lin Feng wants to talk to Sophie Marceau to see if he knows anyone he knows, and he can change the decision of this damn Renate Johansen. Of course, Lin Feng and French President Jacques Chirac have also had several encounters and have eaten together, but such a big-name figure should try not to trouble if he doesn't want to trouble. As for the Vivendi Group that Lin Feng once funded, it also has a huge network in France, but this group is now too busy to take care of itself, and it is really a bit choking to help Lin Feng.

Twenty minutes later.

"Hey, Lin, what's the matter that you can't solve as rich as a shijie, and you need me, a little woman, to help you?" said Sophie Marceau teased after meeting.

Sophie Marceau is not the kind of superficial woman with only a face and no brains, she not only has a stunning beauty that captivates the country and the city, but also has the wisdom of others, she is a woman with both appearances, otherwise she would not make French men so obsessed. Therefore, for Lin Feng's call, Sophie Marceau knew that he had something to ask for.

Lin Feng gave a thumbs up, and then told the whole story.

Sophie Marceau frowned.

"Lin, although I know a lot of people, most of them are in the French film industry, and I don't know much about the people you are looking for in the football circle. I know France's number one player Zinedine Zidane well, but he's just a player now, he doesn't have any status in UEFA, and I can't help you if I want to. As for the others, it is not as good as Zidane. Sophie Marceau muttered to herself, suddenly clapping her palms.

"Lin, I thought of someone who could help you, and that was Platini, the pride of France. Sophie Marceau said happily.

Lin Feng patted his head, how could he forget this powerful person.

Platini, a former famous French footballer, was an outstanding midfielder in the 8s. After Platini retired, he became obsessed with the business world, and in a short period of time, he relied on his huge popularity and earned an astonishing fortune of up to 400 million euros. After his major football and business successes, Platini turned his attention back to football. It's just that this time it's no longer about playing football in person, it's about playing football politics. He is now the vice-president of the French Football Federation and a member of the UEFA commission.

Of course, for Lin Feng, the memory is that Platini is the next UEFA president, and in 27 years, he narrowly defeated the current UEFA president Renate Johansen to be elected as the president of UEFA.

"Sophie, great, when will you introduce me to Platini?" Lin Feng said happily.

"Giggles, Lin, there's absolutely no problem with this, so I'll ask him out for dinner later, and introduce you to him later." But I'm going to have to eat this meal at the 'Fontainebleau', so don't be stingy!" quipped Sophie Marceau.

This "Fontainebleau" is one of the most famous restaurants in Paris, famous for its French cuisine and elegant style. Of course, the price is also extremely expensive. Of course, for all Chinese, the transliterated name of "Fontainebleau" is undoubtedly more famous than its own restaurant. The translation of the name "Fontainebleau" will make people unconsciously fall into an endless reverie of beauty. There are the swaying shadows of the trees, the thin dew of autumn, the change of seasons, and the eternity of time...... It can be said that this translation is undoubtedly a stroke of genius in the translation world.

"Haha, no problem!" Although the price of the "Fontainebleau" restaurant is extremely expensive, it is nothing to Lin Feng. Not to mention being able to get acquainted with Platini, this meal is also worth it.

However, Lin Feng did not expect that the meeting with Platini was extremely unpleasant. For Lin Feng, Platini was quite unkind, and his face was longer than a horse during the whole meal, which made the introducer Sophie Marceau extremely embarrassed. She didn't expect that her friend would be so faceless.

"Michelle, are you not feeling well today?" asked Sophie Marceau euphemistically.

Platini shook his head, then finished his dessert and got up.

"I'm sorry, Sophie, I'll take my leave today, and we'll see you next time. Platini got up and left. For Lin Feng, he just nodded, and the perfunctory farewell ceremony was over.

"Lin, I'm sorry, I don't know what happened to Platini today, it's like this. Sophie Marceau looked apologetic. Anyway, Lin Feng is also shijie rich, and he had dinner with French President Jacques Chirac, and French President Jacques Chirac was polite, but Platini was so faceless.

Lin Feng shook his head.

"Sophie, I know why Platini is like this today!" Lin Feng had just received a text message, and after seeing this text message, Lin Feng finally knew why Platini was so cold to him, with an attitude of rejection thousands of miles away. The reason is simple, and that is that Platini used to be Blatter's personal assistant. As for why it was said that it was, it was because in the Korea-Japan Shijie Cup, Blatter finally led South Korea to the Shijie Cup final because of Lin Feng's manipulation behind the scenes, and then caused a bribery scandal, which eventually led to Blatter having to resign.

And Platini, who is Blatter's personal assistant, is naturally a little implicated by it. You must know that Blatter originally strongly recommended Platini to run for UEFA president, but as a result, Blatter's big tree fell, and Platini's dream of being president of UEFA naturally came to an end. You said that Platini hated Lin Feng or not.

Sophie Marceau looked sorry, if she knew about this, she would not have introduced Platini to Lin Feng.

"Well, Sophie, thank you very much for today. At least you've got me in the pipeline. Lin Feng looked relaxed.

Although Platini treated himself coldly this time and didn't bird himself at all, at least Lin Feng learned one fact, that is, Platini was ambitious. Since people have ambitions, there will be, there will be pursuits, and there will be compromises if there are investigations. Where there is a compromise, there will be opportunities.

After sending Sophie Marceau home, Lin Feng arrived at Platini's house late at night. At the moment, Platini did not fall asleep. Since Blatter's downfall, Platini has never slept before 3 a.m. Throughout his life, Platini was extremely successful, both as a professional footballer and as a businessman. As a result, after being inferior to football politics, the strong man died before he was paid, and his football political career was bleak before he began to show his strength, which made Platini extremely dissatisfied and wanted to fight against fate. However, due to Blatter's status as his personal assistant, his support within UEFA is not high. If he were to run for UEFA presidency in three years' time, he would have no chance of winning.

"Mr. Platini, I think we can talk about it before. Lin Feng's voice remembered abruptly.

Platini frowned. The gloom of his current football and political career is all due to Lin Feng. I went to the banquet today, but I didn't expect to meet Lin Feng. If he had known that Sophie Marceau's mysterious friend was Lin Feng, he would definitely not go.

"Mr. Lin, I don't think we had anything to talk about before. It's getting late and I'm going to rest. "Platini doesn't even open the door.

Lin Feng was closed, but he didn't care.

"Mr. Platini, maybe I can help you get the presidency of UEFA in three years. Lin Feng said lightly.

There was no sound inside. However, Lin Feng is not in a hurry, as long as Platini has such an ambition, then he will definitely open the door.

After half a ring, the door opened.

"Mr. Lin, please inside. Platini invited Lin Feng into his home.

Lin Feng smiled slightly. However, after entering, Lin Feng did not mention the stubble of running for UEFA president, but had nothing to say, and talked nonsense. For negotiations, Lin Feng had cultivated a long time ago. If you want to get the upper hand, you have to show an indifferent attitude on the surface, no matter how much you care. Only in this way can we gain the upper hand in the negotiations.

Sure enough, the more Lin Feng didn't care, the more anxious Platini became. He still doesn't understand what Lin Feng wants to do with himself, but he has coveted the position of UEFA president for a long time. Otherwise, he would not have become Blatter's personal assistant, and in exchange for the support of FIFA.

Finally, Platini couldn't help himself.

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean by helping me become UEFA president?" Although Platini is a successful businessman, he must admit that his success in the business world is largely due to his unrivalled popularity in France. On the contrary, in the intrigues in the business world, Platini is not as good as Lin Feng, a young man who is also halfway home. Of course, this is mainly due to the fact that Lin Feng was born in this magical country, which has not many other countries and many intrigues. Under the influence of hearing and seeing, if Lin Feng is not a spirit.

Lin Feng smiled slightly.

"Mr. Platini, I know you want to be UEFA president. And your big backer was Blatter, but now Blatter has fallen, and I think this will have a big impact on your future football and political career. Lin Feng said with a smile.

Platini hated. The impact is huge, almost devastating. But if it weren't for you, would he be so passive?

"But I can help you get FIFA to fully support your UEFA presidency in three years' time!" Lin Feng promised.

Platini was stunned. FIFA has just imposed a heavy penalty on Lin Feng's Tottenham Hotspur, and it is clear that the relationship between the two sides is not good, so why can Lin Feng give him this promise.

"Platini, you don't have to care about the relationship between FIFA and me. You just need to know that I can help you. Lin Feng said confidently.

"Then what do I need to do?" Platini still doubted Lin Feng's relationship with FIFA, but since Lin Feng had promised, he would definitely be able to do it. After all, in the past few years, Lin Feng has left the impression of the world as a man of his word, so Platini does not think that Lin Feng is talking nonsense.

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