The ultimate purpose of Ancelottijo's talk is to negotiate the "Italian football revival plan".

To put it bluntly, the Italian Football Association sent someone to connect with Zhang Lihua in order to contact the forces behind Xiao Zhang - to reorganize Serie A with Chinese capital.

Sooner or later, Milan's financial crisis will come to light. Berlusconi's small coffers are drying up more and more. There is also a disagreement within the Moratti family over a controlling stake in Inter Milan, as the club's liabilities on the books are getting higher......

- In order to maintain the gold-swallowing monster of Inter Milan, the Moratti family has continuously sold shares in Salas Petroleum, and now only 50.02% of the shares remain. The economic crisis that has engulfed Italy has had a catastrophic impact on the Moratti family and Inter Milan.

Unlike the listing model of the Premier League's giants, it is clear that the tradition of non-independent business in Italian football has not kept up with the times. If you don't have an independent stadium and let the government participate in the management of the club, you will have limited revenue and lose money. It is conceivable that all wealthy local businessmen are considering divestment.

The Italian Football Federation has been playing with the Chinese consortium in recent years – think about it, why is it China and not the United States that will provide the venue for the Super Cup final?

It's just a gimmick for Americans to engage in competitive sports. Americans play soccer and everything just to make money. Whose money is it earning? It won't be a native American. Football is just the belief of Europeans. In the United States, football, baseball, and even the NBA are the religions that teenagers are crazy about.

As for the Chinese bosses, they are thieves, who plays with things that don't make money - but there are at least tens of millions of football fans in China. The market potential is huge.

Let the Chinese chaebol buy the Serie A giants, let the Chinese provide financial assistance for Italian football, and completely explore the Chinese football market in the name of Serie A. In a win-win situation, the Italian Football Federation will still be the biggest beneficiary.

Anyone can play a good calculation, and even domestic capital forces should also consider entering the European professional sports circle. But what is Zhang Lihua - he is a hair in the eyes of the rich in China? What qualifications does he have to negotiate with the Italian Football Federation on behalf of Chinese capital?

Italians are not good at playing with intelligence, and their understanding of China's national conditions is limited. Even Zhang Lihua himself is secretly empty - I am afraid that the Italian Football Association may not be entrusted to anyone.

There is no shortage of super-rich people in Xiao Zhang's circle of friends, but it is certain that private capital will never take the risk of taking over European giants. The cost is too big, to fill the deficit, to bring in reinforcements, and there is no limit to the salary cap...... Then the so-called "domestic capital forces" can only be state-owned enterprises.

Regarding the commission of the "Overseas Consultant of the Italian Football Development League" that was placed on him out of thin air, Zhang Lihua felt extremely funny. With an annual salary of 100,000 euros, this money is also used to smoke cigars and collect a few bottles of red wine.

What's going on lately, all forces of Maoism are rushing to make friends with themselves?

- Paolo Rossi is the Golden Ball and Golden Boot of the 82 World Cup, and his status in the history of Italian football will not be lower than Totti's. Look at the euphemistic tone when he talked to himself before, it was simply a tone of begging for support in front of the God of Wealth.

As for Ancelotti himself, he also spoke strangely, always as if he was ambiguously hinting at something.

With a hunch, there is no need for Zhang Lihua to refuse. The bigwigs invite you to enter the game, which will not harm your interests, but will provide you with opportunities.

In this way, An Shuai, as an intermediary, will give Zhang Lihua an extremely precious copy of the video after he signs the entrustment agreement.

"Carlo, what is this?"

"Mr. Sakhi's Tactical Theory and Practice. Good luck. I hope that one day you will be able to go to Milan to teach. ”

When it was time to say goodbye, Qiqi, who was dozing off on Zhang Shu's lap, was gently woken up.

An Shuai stood in front of the door and hurriedly asked: "Remember one thing, Zhang!" Arsene Wenger is a very pure coach and you don't want to follow Mr Mourinho's example and provoke him. The British media will not embarrass a silent person. But if you choose to be in the limelight, the team will suffer. Don't grudge with the fans of other teams! ”

"Huh?"

'Zhang, Mr Roman [Roman Abramovich] also asked me to tell you that if you are interested, you are welcome at Chelsea. Because I'm probably going to Germany at the end of the season! ”

Zhang Lihua turned around and walked back to An Fat, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why?" Chelsea are still strong and you have a credit for that. Didn't Mr. Abramovich keep you? ”

"I'm just a transitioner. There were consultations beforehand. Well, the Italian Football Development League welcomes you to join the ......"

"I ...... All right. I have some business cards that should work with me. What Zhang Lihua handed over to An Pang was the business card of the CEOs of some well-known state-owned enterprises in China. Even if it's a gift to the Italian Football Federation. He thought, "Skip the awkward Celestial Empire Football Association, contact government officials directly, negotiate or something, it has nothing to do with me." ”

With a wave of your hand, end a warm, friendly, cozy, and bland conversation. He finally took the first symbolic step. Making friends with Ancelotti, a senior in the industry, is even if you have a mentor in the actual sense. An Shuai's instructions also made Zhang Lihua realize......

……

Leave the Fulham district. Hima waited at the agreed place.

Zhang Lihua personally got out of the car and opened the door for Qiqi. Without waiting for him to speak, Kiki took the initiative to say, "I have to go back." Will there be a chance to meet in the future? ”

Zhang Lihua was silent and shook his head.

Kiki said goodbye very obediently, smiled desperately, and waved goodbye. There was no looking back.

For some reason, Uncle Zhang felt lost.

"Oh, Master Juda, aren't you going to keep anything?"

"Retention? I do not know. I don't know what I do to her...... I don't want to hurt anyone anyway. ”

"Oh well. In short, you don't have to be perfunctory. ”

"I love Suna. Who said I didn't love her?! I've got the ring ready, and lo and behold! Zhang Lihua hurriedly took out a scarlet gift box from his coat pocket, and opened it to reveal a pair of 11.7-carat diamond rings.

"Do you really want to propose to her?" Hima was incredulous about this.

With Zhang Lihua's cynical style in New York, it is difficult for people to associate him with marriage.

"I won't let Suna be wronged. Because she's beautiful, so good, and I love her so much. That's enough. Do you think I'm going to be shameless enough to hit a twenty-year-old girl? Women are used to hurt. I know every decision I make. Only I know myself best. ”

After speaking, Zhang Lihua beat his chest very seriously, as if he was torturing his sensibility with a threatening tone.

It was 19 o'clock in the evening. Suna sits in the public area of the garden house, expecting a snowfall that seals her haggard soul.

She was reluctant to force him to protect herself every step of the way, but she was also deeply tired of being left out in the cold.

Unexpectedly, with the help of Phila and Fran Marco, a fleet of luxury vehicles will be driven from the side of the main road in the city, and there will even be a band and an Italian chef group.

Fat Mo and Marco cheered and sang "Uptown-Girl" not far away.

Zhang Lihua held the ring box tightly and calmly stared at the quiet and brightly lit intersection outside the window.

"You ...... Feed! Are you going to party? That's great! Suna secretly wiped away her tears and immediately trotted to the alley outside the garden.

Seeing the situation, Fei Mo once again brought a burst of cheers. Suna almost fell to the ground drunk with happiness. But the man who sat in the Porsche's car, pensive or silent, suddenly had a dry smile.

The car stopped and stopped at the intersection where the street lights flickered and dimmed.

Suddenly, a familiar bell sounded again - "I sent you away thousands of miles away, you are silent black and white." The silent era, maybe not, too far away love. Oh, I'll get you out......" He didn't answer.

When Suna stepped forward and knocked on the car window, he hurriedly pressed the answer button, and then smiled at her with endless wistful emotion.

On the other end of the phone, the voice was unfamiliar - "Rivo Chang? Hello. I'm Alex Ferguson, the old man of Manchester United. Is it convenient to talk now, huh? ”

"Jazz...... Jazz Ferguson? ”

"Don't be nervous, lad. I would like to invite you to visit Carrington in Manchester. The voice on the other end of the line was a little muffled.

"Today...... Except for today, always with you! No, I mean I've been available lately. Are you really Sir Alex Ferguson?! ”

"Hahaha, keep this phone number. Get in touch often in the future. ”

"Shall we meet at the end of the next round of the tournament?"

"Of course. In the evening you will receive a gift to welcome you to the English Premier League family......" The phone was cut off.

That's the respected Sir Alex Ferguson!

In his excitement, Zhang Lihua hugged Suna's neck and kissed it passionately.

"Oh! Great! wonderful！ Suna, oh! I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you! Let's get married, put it on, let's get married! ”

Tie the knot......