Fabio Licari sat in front of the window of a famous fashion store on Avenue Monte Napoleon, staring unblinkingly at a small alley opposite.

Despite the narrowness and shortness of this alley, it has a rather surprising name, Jesus Street.

I don't know if it's because of the name, or because of the location, or because of other reasons, since history, Via Jesus has been the most prosperous gathering place for luxury brands in Milan.

And, of course, there is also the most luxurious hotel in Milan, the Four Seasons Hotel!

At this moment, Likari used a telescope to peek through the window of the Four Seasons Hotel.

Everyone who came in and out of the place, every car, was in his line of sight.

"Hey, Fabio, you shouldn't be a journalist, you should be Sherlock Holmes!"

The owner of the boutique was a friend of his friend and admired the reputation of the famous journalist of the Milanese newspaper Sport, so when he heard that Fabio Licari was going to borrow his place to dig up a big piece of news, he unceremoniously agreed.

And when he saw Fabio Licari staring at the Four Seasons Hotel across the street like a thief, he was amused.

It turns out that this news chaser turned out to be like this.

"Reinado, wait and see, tomorrow is another front page!" Likari smiled without looking back.

When he said this, his whole body seemed to be excited.

"Really? What's the big news? "Reinado is a typical Italian fat man, he seems to have a sore egg, he pays attention to the gossip news when he has nothing to do, if he can know tomorrow's front page in advance, it must be his capital to go home at night and brag about it.

Fabio Licari smiled, "I heard you're an Inter Milan fan, right?" ”

"Well, yes, that's right, our whole family is, three generations!" At the mention of this, Reinado looked serious.

Unexpectedly, this matter was related to Inter Milan.

"We've received word that Moratti and his son will be here to talk to a mystery buyer about the acquisition of Inter Milan, which is said to be on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel."

Following Fabio Licari's gestures, Reinado looked up through the window.

The Four Seasons Hotel has a small floor, and you can see the roof of the building, which is said to be the most expensive suite in the Four Seasons.

"Are you sure?" Reinado was a little weird.

"It's true!" Fabio Licari was convinced.

After so many years in the Italian media, he has become the best reporter at tracking and digging into insider news in Milan Sport, he is not a vegetarian and has his own eyeliner and news channels.

"Is the mysterious buyer Tohir from Indonesia?" Reinado asked with concern.

Between the eyebrows, what can't be hidden is a worried face.

It has been rumored for two or three years that Inter Milan is going to be sold, from Europe to Asia, and then from Asia back to Europe, and even American buyers and Middle Eastern conglomerates have been spread, but they are still nowhere to be found.

Finally, there was a Tohir, I heard that the negotiations are going quite smoothly, I hope it will succeed, don't toss anymore!

Who knows, Fabio Licari shook his head, "No, no, no, the talks with Thohir have already collapsed!" ”

"What? Talks collapsed? Reinado almost jumped.

"Yes, about three days ago, in the lobby of the Armani Hotel, before he was going to leave Milan by plane, he gave me an interview saying that the conversation with Moratti had collapsed, and as for the reason, he asked me to ask Moratti myself."

Reinado's brow furrowed even deeper, "What's going on?" ”

"Who knows?" Fabio Licari didn't know anything either.

How can people from the outside know about such negotiations, which are related to the core interests of both sides?

Even if you know, it must be intentionally disclosed to the outside world, otherwise, is it possible that you can still personally participate in their negotiations and witness the whole process?

"However, it's okay if the talk collapses, it is said that this Thohir is not a good bird either!" Fabio Licari added.

Reinado sighed, "That's so, but how long can Moratti last?" ”

After finishing speaking, there was a long sigh, "Let's Inter Milan, can you be million?" Become the second Roma! ”

Sensi went bankrupt that year, and Roma was entrusted by the bank, and the things about Roma in those years were also rumored, and all the Red Wolves fans were also worried, and it was not until the last two years that it got a little better.

On the contrary, Inter Milan, and almost all of Italy, know that the Moratti family will not be able to hold on.

If there is no buyer to take over, then Inter Milan will probably become the second Roma team.

"By the way, Fabio, is there any news about this mysterious buyer?" Reinado asked with concern.

Fabio Licari shook his head, "No. ”

"No?" Reinado was a little surprised.

This paparazzi is all pervasive, and there are even news insiders that reporters can't dig up?

Fabio Licari couldn't help but smile wryly as he looked at Reinado's expression.

"Don't think we're omnipotent, okay? A lot of our inside information was deliberately revealed by the other party, and if they really wanted to keep it secret, it would be impossible for us to know the information. ”

Reinado also understands this, but is a little worried.

When will this kind of frightened day come to an end!

"It's strange, I obviously said that it was fifteen o'clock in the afternoon, and it's been more than ten minutes, why hasn't there been any movement?"

Fabio Licari looked at the time on his watch and wondered.

Just then, his phone rang suddenly.

Fabio Licari took it out and saw that it was Daniel Radarelie, assistant to the editor-in-chief of the Milan sports newspaper.

"Hey, Daniel, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?" Daniel Radar Eli made a phone call, didn't say hello, and asked at the beginning.

"Monte Napoleon Street, guarding the Four Seasons Hotel!" Fabio Licari replied.

"Wrong, we're all wrong!" Daniel Radar Eli, on the other side of the phone, shouted.

"Wrong? What's wrong? A sense of foreboding immediately surged over Fabio Riccari.

"We have just received the news that the negotiations are not taking place at the Four Seasons Hotel, but on the eighth floor of the Armani Hotel, and people from Turin Sport and Rome Sport have already rushed over."

"What?" Fabio Licari's brain suddenly seemed to be knocked hard, and many things were understood in an instant.

That's right, Niang Xipi's, if you really talk about it here, so much time has passed, but why is it still a quiet river here?

Not to mention that the mysterious buyer didn't see it, not even the Moratti father and son were nowhere to be seen.

On the eighth floor of the Armani Hotel, yes, there is a high-level VIP meeting room on the eighth floor of the Armani Hotel, which is an intimate meeting room for the hotel's guests, where the negotiations between Tohir and Moratti and father and son took place.

Oh my God, this group of cunning guys actually chose to negotiate in the place where they last negotiated, it's so treacherous!

"Quick, Fabio, I've rushed over Ricardo, you hurry over too!" Daniel Radar Eli shouted.

"Okay, I'll run over right away!"

The Giorgio Armani is also one of the most famous hotels in Milan, located just northwest of the Four Seasons Hotel, just three blocks down Via Monte Napoleon.

As for Ricardo Platsi, who is an Italian football expert for Milan Sport newspaper and the newspaper's right-hand man, he is a comparable rival to Fabio Riccari, and although the two have a good relationship, they are also full of competition.

So, thinking that Ricardo Platsi had already rushed over, Fabio Licari didn't care about anything else, so he immediately packed up his things, grabbed them and ran out of the store.

"Eh, Fabio, what's going on? Are people coming? The gossip fat man Reinado immediately followed.

"No, it's a different place, at the Armani Hotel!" Fabio Licari shouted.

The voice was left, but the man rushed out of the door.

"Armani Hotel?" Reinado was slightly stunned, it doesn't seem to be far away, why don't you go and see the excitement?

As soon as he thought of it, Reinado immediately explained to the clerk, and he rushed out with him.

As soon as I went out, I found that there were so many reporters secretly hiding around.

As soon as the reporters saw Fabio Licari rushing out, and heard him shout out to the Armani Hotel, they all began to rush for their lives, sprinting towards the Armani Hotel in the northwest.

The actions of these dozen people immediately attracted the attention of passers-by, and even avoided them one by one, for fear of being accidentally hit, which would be a disaster.

"Eh, old five, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Fabio Licari, who rushed to the front, almost bumped into a tourist from the east, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough to quickly duck to the side, and was able to avoid it.

"Young Master, why are these people running in such a hurry?"

"Well, I don't know, I guess I'm doing some street art!"

"Street art?"

"Yes, you see, there is a big fat man in the team, probably calling on the public, no matter how fat and fat, you can't forget to exercise, isn't there a saying? Life is all about movement! ”

Long Wu grinned, but he didn't believe Young Master Huan's words at all.

Seeing this group of guys rushing away one by one as if they were dying, they soon lost their traces, and everyone retracted their gaze, why should they go.

"Young Master, where are we going now?"

"Let's go to the Wangjiang Pavilion branch on the corner for afternoon tea, I booked a VIP box!"

"Really? Well, I haven't tasted the art of the Milan branch yet! ”

"Look at your little bit of interest, let's go!"

The two turned and plunged into the crowd again, and no one noticed them or noticed them all the time.

Three minutes later, there was a four-lung-splitting scream in the lobby of the Armani Hotel.

"What? Cancelled at the last minute? ”

The twenty or thirty reporters present were all panting and sweating, and they almost fainted.

The one-kilometer fast sprint almost killed them.

But as a result, as soon as they arrived at their destination, what awaited them was bad news, do you say that no one is desperate?

"How could it be canceled at short notice?"

"yes, aren't they all booked?"

"Manager, you're not lying to us, are you?"

"Yes, if you dare to lie to us, be careful that we will be in your scandal tomorrow!"

The hotel lobby manager hurriedly waved his hand, this group of uncrowned kings can do anything for the news.

"Oh, guys, I'm really not lying, if you don't believe me, you can just go up and have a look!"

Hearing him say this, everyone basically believed it.

Could it be that he was tricked again?

It doesn't make sense, I heard that it was at the Armani Hotel before, why did I change my mind again?

"Manager, who is the one who booked the VIP meeting room?" Or which company? Fabio Licari was the quickest to react and immediately wanted to catch the clue.

The lobby manager was also eager to send away this group of plague gods quickly, thought about it, nodded and agreed: "It was booked by a company from the United States, saying that it was to invite guests to negotiate a business, and the deposit was given, who would have thought ......"

Companies in the United States?

All the reporters present were amazed.

Could it be that a consortium from the United States wants to buy Inter Milan?

Well, quite likely!