In the city of Madrid, dusk is approaching.

Less than half a kilometre from the city center is a commercial district where commercial buildings of various heights are built, and all types of large and small businesses have their headquarters in this area, especially in the morning when the streets that run through the entire business district, full of office workers who rush back to the office and don't know what to work for.

At this dusk, the tide of work has long passed, but it does not prevent the office workers who still have to stay in the office and don't know why they have to work overtime, the outside world is about to be lit up, and from the outside of each building, the lights in many offices are getting brighter and brighter as the sky darkens.

A 35-storey commercial building, with its drab gray-white façade, is built on the left site at the end of the street in the business district, and it is the same as other commercial buildings, and the office is brightly lit, which means that there are many office workers who don't know why they have to work overtime and can't go home for the time being.

The exterior wall of this building is a gray-white commercial building, the most conspicuous at this time on its twentieth floor, the whole row of this floor is brightly lit, like a white straight line to divide the upper and lower parts of the commercial building, perhaps in the daytime very inconspicuous this gray-white commercial building, when dusk is approaching, it is so eye-catching.

The twentieth floor of this commercial building was rented by an institution, and there were more than 100 employees, and when they should go home to enjoy family fun, none of these employees left the company, and in the entire office, either the sound of the phone beeping could be heard, or the employees could be seen walking around the corridor, a feeling of being aimless and busy.

The façade of this institution is gorgeously designed. Those who don't know will think it's a fashion magazine or something, but it's not. The front desk staff stationed at the reception counter were two beautifully dressed girls, and they all had a complaining look on their faces. I'm afraid I'm still cursing something in my heart.

The work of these two girls seems to be easy, but they are busy at this time for some reason, one time they are answering the phone, and the other time they are flipping through the text, their movements are so mechanical, and their expressions are so numb, but if they don't wait for them to go home, they won't be resurrected in half a moment.

At this moment, the glass door of the mechanism was pushed open. Walking in was an old man wearing a brown coat, wearing a cold hat, carrying a briefcase, although his face was full of wrinkles, but he did not show any fatigue, and walked forward a few steps towards the reception counter, and took the initiative to greet one of the front desk staff:

"Miss! Good evening! I have already made an appointment with your newspaper, and I believe your editor-in-chief also knows that I am almost there, please help me contact me! ”

The pretty girl at the front desk smiled reluctantly. He politely asked the old man, "May I ask sir, what is your name......?" ”

"Vali! I've been called WALL-E since I was a kid! The old man played with humor, but the girl at the front desk, whose energy had already been exhausted, did not laugh out loud, but the corners of her mouth were curved, and she did not want to lose her politeness under the full tiredness. He smiled at the old man.

"Wait! Mr. Vali! I'll arrange it for you. After speaking, the front desk lady picked up the phone in front of her very skillfully and dialed the number button. It's not hard to imagine that she may have called this number thousands of times.

Mr. Vali stepped back and sat down on a soft leather couch at the reception. Before his ass was warm, he was about to stand up. Because the pretty girl at the front desk had already said, "Mr. Vali! The editor is coming soon! ”

"Okay! Thank you! Mr. Vali replied, and pulled the corners of his clothes, took his briefcase, and stood at the reception desk with a decent appearance.

After about a minute, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed thick-rimmed glasses with a smile on his face approached Mr. Vali's side in a few steps, and said in a welcoming expression, "Mr. Vali! I'm glad you accepted our scheduled briefing and disturbed your main work, sorry! ”

The next second, the two shook hands, and it took three seconds for the two hands to let go.

However, Mr. Vali, who was already wrinkled, had probably heard a lot of such kind words in his life, but he did not show his tired face, but said to the middle-aged man: "Mr. Editor, I should thank you for the invitation, I am very surprised that a well-known sports newspaper like you has sent me an invitation to visit Wèn!" ”

The editor smiled and nodded his head, then made a gesture to invite in, and Mr. Wali raised his right palm lightly as a salute, and then, Mr. Wali followed the editor all the way into the interior of this sports newspaper.

In the next second, Mr. Vali saw a "battlefield" with his own eyes, in the office on the entire floor, hundreds of employees were living people, but their work form was so mechanical, some walked back and forth in the corridor, some kept the telephone receiver to their ears for a long time, and some also commanded their ten fingers to keep typing on the computer keyboard, from the tired faces of each of them, it can be seen that their minds cannot remain at work.

Mr. Vali had been following the editor in the corridor, and he didn't think it was unusual for him to join the newspaper industry, and he had to be prepared to work overtime at all times, and even not be able to return home in the middle of the night, which was an open secret of the industry, not to mention that this was a sports newspaper.

The two turned a corner, and they were facing the door of a conference room, and in front of the door stood a young man, at first glance, Mr. Vali intuitively thought that the young man should be less than thirty years old, and when the young man saw Mr. Wali, he first greeted him: "Hello! Mr. Vali! I've heard your name in the football press for a long time, and it's a pleasure to interview you! ”

Mr. Walli shook the young man's hand, after which the editor gave a brief introduction to his subordinates: "This is the head of the group in charge of the 'football section' of our newspaper, and he will be solely responsible for the rest of the interview." ”

"Okay!" Mr. Wall-E didn't have any objections, and the editor greeted him and walked away, while the young man invited Mr. Wall-E into the conference room behind him, and when Mr. Wall-E walked in, he saw that there was already another staff member waiting to work in the room.

On a black conference table in the middle of the conference room, a cup of hot coffee was arranged in advance, which was naturally specially arranged for Mr. Wali, and Mr. Wali was very satisfied with such a respectful hospitality.

Then, after being beckoned to sit down in a leather chair, Mr. Wall-E said straight to the point: "What if?" I hope we get straight to today's topic. ”

"No problem! Mr. Vali! And this is my assistant, and he will be in charge of recording this brief visit. "The team leader of the 'Football Section' agreed to Mr. Vali's proposal and did not forget to introduce his work partners.

Soon, a qiē got into the groove, and the team leader said: "Since we have decided to go straight to the topic, I would like to ask Mr. Vali, what do you think of Real Madrid's intention to buy Cabine of Granada?" ”

Mr. Wali put down his briefcase, took another sip of coffee, and said in a serious tone, "I think...... A talented player like Carbine should never join a big club like Real Madrid, that's my direct opinion. ”

"Oh~? The reason? The team leader said.

Mr. Vali gave an "um" and said, "I think...... Real Madrid is the graveyard of all rising stars, and if Cabine joins Real Madrid, he will bury himself with ...... own hands" (to be continued......