Chapter 112 Isn't it just money?

Meng Fan really did a paparazzi today.

He originally planned to interview Lin Yu, but after thinking about it, his status in the "Handelsblatt" is not high, and he is not well-known in the entire Chinese football journalist circle, but he is the best in the Bundesliga halfway! Will people be willing to accept your interviews?

Because he didn't know the bottom of his heart, Meng Fan had been following Lin Yu, he wanted to see what Lin Yu was doing, and then he could write his own exclusive news, so that as soon as the newspaper appeared, he could be regarded as able to raise his eyebrows.

At this moment, he saw Lin Yu stepping on Zhao Bairi's VIP card, and glaring at Zhao Bairi, seeing that he was about to fight, he was very excited, he felt that if he went out to say a few words for Lin Yu now, then he would definitely win Lin Yu's favor, and then the interview would not be a problem.

As for Zhao Bairi, he is really not afraid, Zhao Bairi's father is rich, but the total assets are only 200 million, or RMB, if Lin Yu plays well, it will not be a problem to earn tens of millions of euros a year in the future, 200 million yuan is a ball, so it will definitely not be wrong to shoot Lin Yu's sycophant, even if Lin Yu can't become a big star, he is definitely the focus of the country at this time, and he can also grow his face with Lin Yu's east wind.

"Zhao Bairi, Lao Tzu is not in the mood to be a dog for you, so you dispelled that idea as soon as possible, and your club is a fart, you can't even get the qualification for the AFC Champions League, Lao Tzu really can't look down on it!" Lin Yu stepped on Zhao Bairi's VIP card, but it was still not enjoyable, so he ridiculed Zhao Bairi fiercely.

Zhao Bairi was about to go crazy when he saw Meng Fan walking out of the crowd.

Although Meng Fan is an unknown reporter, he is also a reporter after all, an uncrowned king!

At this time, Meng Fan hung his press card around his neck, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a reporter, Zhao Bairi was not afraid of others, but annoyed these media, many things in the past were exposed to him by the media, which embarrassed him, and his family also paid a large amount of money to eliminate the disaster, so he really hated and feared reporters.

Meng Fan pushed aside the crowd and walked in, and people automatically gave way to him, and the press card was like an exorcism, as if everyone was afraid of touching it.

"Handelsblatt reporter? You've come just in time! This kid smashes my VIP card, you give me a review! You reporters are well-informed, so you should be able to tell right from wrong, right? Zhao Bairi said to Meng Fan.

Lin Yu glanced at Meng Fan and didn't pay attention to it, he has always been not very interested in reporters, especially when he was once cheated by reporters, and he felt a little disgusted in his heart.

He looked at Zhao Bairi and said, "Isn't it just a broken card, how much Lao Tzu will pay you." ”

Zhao Bairi sneered: "Compensation? Can you afford it? This VIP card is issued to people who spend more than 2 million here, the card is not expensive, but do you have the qualifications to do it? ”

"Cut, isn't it two million, RMB, right?" Lin Yu said disdainfully.

When he came to buy a car today, he didn't plan to buy a car under 3 million, and now he feels ashamed to buy a car under 3 million.

"Hehe, the cows in the sky are flying!" Zhao Bairi laughed.

Lin Yu just smiled faintly, took out a credit card and handed it to the staff of the sales center and said, "There should be 500,000 ...... in this card."

"Five hundred thousand? Where did you get that much money? Zhao Bairi was shocked, but then smiled again: "Even if you have 500,000, it's useless, and you can't afford to spend 2 million, so don't plan to apply for a VIP card here." ”

"It's the euro, right?" Meng Fan spoke at this time.

"Hey, you're a smart reporter! That's right, it's 500,000 euros, I don't know much about the exchange rate, but it's probably more than 4 million yuan. Lin Yu said with a smile.

At this time, Zhao Bairi's mouth seemed to be stuffed with a dead mouse, and he couldn't say half a word.

"Can you help convert euros to yuan?" Lin Yu looked at the staff member and asked.

"Yes...... OK! We have this business! So may I ask sir, do you need to get a VIP card? The staff member stammered a little, although he hadn't seen millions, but it was really the first time he had seen someone come here to spend 500,000 euros, so he was inevitably a little surprised.

"Can his VIP card be repaired?"

"Don't worry about Mr. Zhao's VIP card, we can get another one for him." The staff really showed the gentlest and most kind smile to Lin Yu at this moment, which was completely different from the standard working smile before.

"Did you hear that, Zhao Bairi! Your VIP card is fine! So that's all for today, I still have to accompany my dad to see the car, for nothing. Lin Yu smiled and glanced at Zhao Bairi, who was still standing there stupidly, and walked directly to the VIP passage.

"Can you wait a minute, Mr. Lin?" Meng Fan chased after him.

"Something to talk about!" Lin Yu said.

"I'd like to do an interview with you, after all, you're ......"

"It's okay to interview, but not today, today I'm going to accompany my dad to buy a car, so I'll give you my agent's phone number, you contact him, set a time." Lin Yu didn't mean to refuse this Meng Fan reporter, anyway, sooner or later he would be discovered when he came back, it was better to be more direct, and with the help of this reporter's pen, his reputation would be improved, and it would be simple to take on any endorsement advertisements in the future.

As he spoke, he had already written Alban's phone number onto Meng Fan's notepad.

Meng Fan thanked him for his kindness, he didn't feel like a reporter, but like a real paparazzi who had seen his idol.

Lin Yu entered the car sales center, but Zhao Bairi still didn't understand why Lin Yu was suddenly so rich, so he was still there to make trouble with himself.

But that international player Wang Tuo walked over and asked Meng Fan: "This reporter, what is the origin of that person, you look like you have found a treasure?" ”

"I said that Wang Daguo, you have to care about the news. Don't mess around with someone all day long, you don't even know what kind of ball you're playing. Meng Fan got the opportunity to interview Lin Yu, and it seemed that his waist straightened up all of a sudden, and he was unceremonious to Wang Tuo.

"Who the hell is that?" Wang Tuo asked.

"Let me tell you, that's the returned demon star that has gone viral on the Internet recently! Bundesliga halfway best! Five goals in the Champions League and ten goals in the league! When Meng Fan said this, it was as if he was talking about a heroic figure.

"He's Lin Yu?"

"You don't know his name yet?"

"I thought his name was Lin Mao......" Wang Tuo secretly scolded Zhao Bairi in his heart for being an idiot, why did he have to give others nicknames indiscriminately, so he didn't expect that the person who was so close was actually Lin Yu, the football demon star who had gone viral recently!

Zhao Bairi also suddenly woke up at this moment, he walked over and grabbed Meng Fan's clothes, this guy seems to like to grab other people's clothes, and he is used to being arrogant and domineering on weekdays.

"Tell me you're kidding!"

"Jokes? I'm joking alone, is everyone else joking, you go check it on the Internet yourself, Lin Yu's affairs have been spread all over the world, as long as you have a little heart, you won't know him. Exceptionally, of course, people who don't care about football! Meng Fan opened Zhao Bori's hand and said with a sneer.