Superstar Tearing Battle (14) [Reward and Update]
The personal manager was still contacting the overseas affairs department by phone, wanting to formally accuse Xia Lan and her company, Tianxing Entertainment, of this situation, but when the personal manager finished explaining the matter, Farrell suddenly said, "Nick, hang up the phone." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Nick was listening to the person on the other end of the phone, and for a while he couldn't hear what Farrell was saying, so he asked the other party to wait a moment, and then asked Farrell, "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" β
"Hang up the phone and don't make a big fuss." Farrell held the tablet and repeated it again.
"Fuss?" Nick repeated Farrell's words, and instantly disagreed with the rebuttal, "No, no, no, how can this be a big fuss?" Farrell, didn't you see that your social accounts have exploded? "It's an image problem, an image problem.
As a public figure, coupled with being a superstar in the top coffee position, there are too many people who want to get close to Farrell and take the opportunity to take the position. As Farrell's personal manager, Nick was able to deal with these matters almost every day. But what he really didn't expect was that he could handle the affairs at his doorstep well, but the remote place thousands of miles away was not peaceful, and it was not only not peaceful, it had a serious impact.
Farrell glanced up at Nick, then lowered his gaze again, and said in a firm tone, "Do you do what I say?" β
Nick stared at Farrell for a moment, then was defeated, "Okay, okay, whatever you say." Then I told the person on the other side of the phone that there was nothing wrong, so I should have not said anything about it just now.
It wasn't until he hung up the phone that Nick went back to look at Rael and asked him curiously, "Is there a reason for your great mercy?" β
Farrell didn't answer, kept his eyes on the string of contacts, and after a while asked Nick, "Before the Champions League final, I want to take a few days off." β
There is a gap of nearly 20 days between the semi-finals and the finals, and generally speaking, most of these 20-odd days are training time for the team. And now that Farrell has made up his mind for the past twenty days, Nick sensitively senses that something is wrong, "You want to take a leave of absence?" Do what? β
"I've got something." Farrell didn't want to understand.
Nick didn't give up, "Is there anything you can't do after the finals?" β
Well, it won't be able to drag on to the finals. Farrell silently said in his heart, but when faced with Nick, he still chose to keep silent.
Nick asked for a long time and didn't get a single useful message from Farrell, who was incarnated as a stuffy oil bottle, and finally had to give up and stop asking him.
But as for Farrell's desire to take a leave of absence before the Champions League final, Nick only said that he would do his best to help him apply to the club.
After Farrell thanked Nick, his eyes returned to Xia Lan's Weibo again, and he even looked at Xia Lan's Weibo one by one, but unfortunately there was no information he wanted to know at all.
In the end, he could only refocus on the three words "Miss Lian".
At the same time, Luciano was nested in his mansion in Madrid, and the phone in his hand kept redialing Mendes's phone, but unfortunately the other party kept saying that the other party was busy communicating.
Luciano was not discouraged, and continued to hang up, repeating it about ten times, and finally the other side was no longer on the call.
"Hi Luciano." Mendez picked up the phone and said hello to Luciano.
Luciano slumped on the couch, put the phone to his chin, and replied angrily, "My dear Mr. Mendes, I have been calling you for the past few days, and you are always busy, are you really busy or are you avoiding me?" β
Mendes: "......"
Do you think the whole world is as idle as you? Mendes cursed fiercely in his heart, but when responding to Luciano, he was as tolerant as ever, "My dearest Luciano, you should understand that I am working hard for your cause, don't you want to keep your endorsement for the next season of Armani?" β
Luciano paused, did not immediately reply to Mendes's words, and with Luciano's pause, Mendez already knew what Luciano meant, and he wanted to keep this endorsement.
After a brief silence, Luciano coughed awkwardly, and then resumed his tone when he first answered the phone, "What information do I need?" You promised me the news before the knockouts? "Now that the elimination is about to enter the semi-finals, there is still no news from the people who asked Mendes to check, and Luciano is about to lose patience and go crazy.
He dreamed of her again last night, the Asian woman whose name he didn't know. In the dream, she was fierce to him, and he had never seen a good face, but for some reason, he just enjoyed her like that.
Occasionally, she is not fierce, and when she is not fierce, she looks very gentle. Luciano thought about it, and secretly sighed twice, and he couldn't help but suspect that he was actually shaking his own physique.
This time it was Mendes' turn to be silent, "My dear Luciano, I have tried my best to ask someone to investigate, but there is really no news at the moment. You should also know that this world is so big, to find someone out of the vast sea of people, it is easy to say, but it is really difficult to say that it is difficult, you have to be patient. β
Patience again! Luciano couldn't help but roll over, "How much more patience do you think I have?" "Everyone in the world knows that he is impatient, and Mendes, who is closest to him, wants him to be patient. Luciano cried out to God in his heart.
"My friend, all I can say is please be patient. All right? The game is over, and when you finish the game, I will definitely bring you good news. As a last resort, Mendes coaxed him again.
Luciano thought about it for a long time and decided to trust Mendes one last time.
"Alright then, I hope your credit won't fail with me."
"Of course, my friend." Mendes didn't speak to the heart, but the next sentence was very distracting, "Come on for the next game, according to the current situation, Real Madrid is very likely to encounter Barcelona in the finals this year, you don't take it lightly." β
"I see." Luciano responded without being salty.
Real Madrid meets Barcelona and Luciano meets Farrell, and for fans around the world, this is sure to be the most watched national derby in La Liga.
After all, people all over the world are making a big fuss about which of them is better and who is better. is speechless, and even which of the two of them is taller and whose abs have more abs can be compared.
In this world, everyone needs an opponent, or a mortal enemy.
For Luciano, Farrell was that sworn enemy. (To be continued.) )