Balotelli moved to Manchester City for €28 million.

Raiola smiled from ear to ear, this is a lot of money, and in the summer, he is on his side, and both Eevee and Ba Shen can bring income.

The outside world is now paying the most attention to Tang Zhenglong.

If Tang Zhenglong transfers, it will definitely be the target king of the summer, after all, Tang Zhenglong's contract with Real Madrid still has a long time.

The fat man gathered a lot of journalists on his doorstep in Italy.

As soon as Raiola appeared, reporters flocked to him.

The fat man slowed down and opened the glass.

"Hello everyone."

"Mino."

"What do you want to know?"

"We want to know if Tang Zhenglong will move to Manchester City?"

"This ......"

Raiola deliberately made a move to get away with it.

"All I can tell you is that anything is possible in this crazy summer season."

This sentence gave the reporters endless reverie.

The fat man's meaning is also very clear, you can go for yourself.

******

Mourinho looked at the newspaper with a look of displeasure.

"What do you mean anything can happen? Next season, Tang Zhenglong must belong to Real Madrid, what doubts are there about this? ”

Mores laughed on the side: "This dead fat man just wants to make a topic." ”

Mourinho shook his head, "I don't think so, this dead fat man is likely to do something, and in the game against Manchester United, Tang Zhenglong performed too well." ”

"Jose, what do you want to do?"

"You go and contact this fat man, let him come to the club, and I'll talk to him."

"Okay."

******

"Talk to me?" Raiola smiled and put down the phone, "I really admire myself, what a wise decision I made to sign Tang Zhenglong back then, hahaha." ”

Unexpectedly, the phone rang again, revealing that it was Mancini.

In fact, this is Mancini Jr., who is now the manager of Manchester City, and is also Italian.

Don't doubt the hometown in the football circle, many times, people in the football world like to ask their fellow countrymen for help.

"Robert, how did you remember to call me?"

"Mino, come out and talk?"

"Hehe, I still don't want to, I'm busy, you know, it's summer."

Mancini chuckled.

"If I told you that there was a business of 200 million euros waiting for you, would you invite me to a cup of coffee?"

Raiola was shocked.

The scandal between Tang Zhenglong and Manchester City came and went, but as an insider, he knew very well that those were all nonsense, and Manchester City never offered him a penny, but this time it was the Manchester City coach who said it himself.

But Raiola is an old fox, and he's not that simple.

"Two hundred million euros? That's enough for how many people to drink coffee for a lifetime, hahaha. ”

"Come out, I'll send you an address."

Raiola thought for a moment.

"Okay, but I don't make any promises."

"I don't need your commitment either, it's a party between two old Italian friends."

*******

Do you think there are impermeable walls in the world?

Of course not.

Raiola and Mancini were photographed.

Jose Mourinho stared at the screen of his phone, a smile on his lips.

"Dead fatty, come with me, when I was in Barcelona, you were still a pure fat man."

Mourinho feels that this is a ploy of the fat man, and he does not believe that there are people in football today who are crazy enough to pay a sky-high price of 200 million euros to buy a player.

That's when Mores came in.

"José, he's coming."

"Let him in."

Raiola walked into the office with a big belly.

"José, your taste is much better than Pellegrinico, that old fellow's office is empty, you have at least one painting here, this is Monet's painting."

Mourinho stood up and said with a smile: "You are Italian, and you still have a good taste for art." ”

"Haha, generally, generally, don't look at us as rich people, but the real works of these works of art are definitely not affordable."

"Drink something?"

"Cappuccino."

"Cappuccino is too high in calories, I'll bring you a cup of black coffee."

Raiola is a little upset, why?

Mourinho did it on purpose, with me you can't do what you want.

Raiola put her coffee aside and crossed her hands in front of her.

"Jose, what are you looking for me for? Can you just say it? ”

"No problem."

Mourinho threw his phone over.

"I want to tell you, don't do this kind of thing in the future, I'm not a rookie in football, this kind of thing can't scare me, it will only disgust me."

The fat man smiled slightly.

"Jose, do you think 200 million is too much?"

Mourinho nodded.

"I know City have money, but it's not what I picked up."

"Hehe, José, maybe we haven't met any rich people, look at this."

"What?"

Raiola slapped a check on the table.

"A check given to me by an Emirat."

Mourinho took it.

"Why are there no numbers?"

Suddenly, it dawned on him that this was a check that could be filled out casually, of course, this was not the kind of blank check in the movie, you can really write as much as you want, but the amount must be quite amazing.

Raiola laughed: "These oil mongrels are really rich, 200 million? Hehe, I can double it if I want. ”

At this time, even the well-informed Mu Shuai was stunned.

"I understand what you mean, but Tang Zhenglong won't sell it, what can you do?"

Raiola put away the check.

"Hehe, José, this is the world of football, money can buy everything, including you." The fat man pointed at Mu Shuai, then stood up and left.

"Your coffee."

"I love cappuccinos, and I'm not compromised."

After Raiola left, Mourinho stood up and looked at the players who were training outside.

"It turns out that being smashed with money is this feeling!"

*******

"Tang Zhenglong, you are such a genius, how did you come up with it, hahaha." Raiola almost burst out laughing.

Tang Zhenglong flicked the check with his index finger, which was a high-quality imitation he bought online in a certain treasure.

"Jose, this old guy is always targeting me, and he really thinks that I, Tang Zhenglong, am a soft persimmon."

"Haha, you didn't see his expression today, it's so funny."

"I can imagine it."

Tang Zhenglong smiled.

"By the way, what did the City side say?"

"Hehe, two hundred million? You really think that the money of the Emirati is picked up for nothing, Mancini said that in fact, he can only open 150 million at most, and he also asks me to give a commission. ”

Tang Zhenglong nodded, "There is such a thing as money, in fact, everyone is lacking." ”

"Haha, that's too."

"And what are you going to do?"

Tang Zhenglong leaned back on the sofa, "Oops, I'm suddenly very unwell, I'm going to take a leave of absence tomorrow." ”

"Haha, Don, you're such a thief."