football redemption

Chapter 96 CM4 Training Method

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Xia Qi was not in a hurry to find Mr. Qieqi Gaoli, he first sorted out his memory.

It turns out that the old man has long been exhausted by huge debts, but Florence is his painstaking effort and football is his life. Like Inter Milan's Moratti, the old man really likes football and sincerely wants to lead Florence to glory.

It's just that Mr. Mo succeeded, but he failed and became a sinner in the city of revival.

In fact, the old man has long wanted to abdicate and hand over the club to his grandson. Xia Qi, who came through time, is actually the general manager of Florence.

However, Xia Qi’s body before the crossing was not a person in charge, and it did not play the role of the main rudder at all. If Xia Qi did not cross over, Florence would inevitably sink slowly.

"Sister Zhiling, if I complete the task, how will the 3000 million euros be injected?"

"What way does the host want?"

"The form of acquisition of shares, is it possible?"

"can!"

"Can you advance the payment first, and then complete the task? You also know that Florence is too poor to get rid of the pot."

"Yes, if the task fails, ten points will be randomly deducted from the attribute value."

"So dark? Can you bargain?"

"..."

busy

Xia Qi wanted to get up only to remember that he was a patient, or a patient with limited mobility.

"Sister Zhiling, there is healing potion, so this kind of injury setting is meaningless."

"The host understands that the system will not do meaningless things when it meets Roberto Baggio."

Got it!
Xia Qi didn't bother, he knew why he was crippled when he met Baggio.

Shaggy pressed the nurse caller.

The one who came in was not an angel in white, but a beauty from the office.

Xia Qi remembered that this was his secretary, Miss Ai Meili.

"Hello, Miss Emily, have you seen my cell phone?"

Ai Meili opened the folder, and was stunned when she heard the words. The idiot even the idiot had a broken leg, and she contacted his girlfriends in such a hurry without caring about her own condition.

Ai Meili complained, and quickly handed the phone to Xia Qi.

Wow!antique!

Moto's V8, the kind with a small clamshell.

Xia Qi played with it in his hand, wondering if the lottery tickets in this world are the same. As soon as this idea came up, sister Zhiling's warning sounded in his mind.

A road to riches was wiped out before it even started.

Xia Qi found Lao Gaoli's phone number: "Grandpa, are you free, I want to chat with you."

"Hmm! I'm downstairs and I just happened to see you."

It's a coincidence that the old man is downstairs in the garage.

The eldest grandson was injured, and Lao Gaoli was still very concerned about it, and came here after finishing work.

When the two met, they didn't talk about business immediately, but talked about their injuries.

"Little Xia Qi, you may never be able to play football again, so that's good, you can concentrate on helping grandpa."

"Grandpa, my leg will recover. Even if I can't fully recover, I can still play football. Didn't Baggio win two world runner-ups with one leg?"

Roberto Baggio!
Can you compare with others?
Ai Meili, the secretary next to Xia Qi, secretly despised her in her heart.

"Son, I'm so happy for you that you have this confidence."

Lao Gaoli originally thought that he had to spend good words to appease his grandson's disappointed heart, but now seeing Xia Qi's overall positive mental outlook, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

The whole atmosphere became cheerful.

Xia Qi took advantage of the old man's joy and said: "I have a friend who wants to buy the equity of our club."

"What? This is not acceptable! I love Florence, and I have devoted all my efforts to him. I also hope that you and your son will pass it on from generation to generation. In the future, its team crest will be our heritage and pride just like our family's crest."

"Grandpa, they don't need too many shares, and they don't participate in the management. They only need to see the results. They are also a group of people who like football."

Xia Qi thought for a while and added: "Of course you can't lose money for a long time. Investment still hopes to have returns."

Lao Gaoli nodded when he heard the words, it would be terrible not to ask for anything in return.

"How many shares do they need? How do you know them?"

Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, and when the tape was tapped, sister Zhiling sent a message.

"They paid US$3000 million to buy 40% of our shares. You can rest assured that the buyer is Chinese-funded and has no official background, but the Chinese embassy in my country can endorse the source of funds."

The source of the funds was what Zhi Ling's sister told Xia Qi just now.

China in 2000 was not as powerful as it was later, but it was already on the road to revival. A shrewd businessman like Lao Gaoli certainly knew the prospects of the Chinese market. As long as politics was not involved, he could still accept it.

For this cooperation, Lao Gaoli is more active than Xia Qi imagined.

"Grandpa, but there is a condition that Batistuta and Baggio will join us."

"Gavriel has done a lot for us. Now he is going to pursue the championship. We can't play down his feelings for the sake of money. Boy, football should not be a cold business, and this league should not only talk about interests."

"Grandpa, do you think that if Baggio comes, we will be worse than the top three in the north? Wouldn't your dream and Gabriel's dream be solved?"

"Will Baggio come? I heard he's not in the right shape?"

This was the general opinion in Italy at the time, that Prince Piero the Zebra was better than Prince Melancholy.

"Yes! I will invite him personally." Xia Qi stared into the old man's eyes and said word by word: "Bagio's gas tank is full, please believe me."

"Although Baggio came from our youth training, he has dedicated his youth to us and does not owe us anything. You are too confident."

"Grandpa, you once taught me to do it firmly after finding a direction. Do you remember? You gave me this sentence on my seventh birthday."

Old Gaoli nodded!

"Grandpa, we all know that Florence's financial report is not healthy. We need this money. If we need it, then we will finish it, right?"

"Okay! You convinced me! Gabriel left it to me to talk."

"Grandpa, you can tell him that if I don't bring Baggio back then we will never stop him from chasing his dream."

"..."

The two then talked about some details, such as who should be invited if the team coach Ranieri does not come, who should be invited by the youth team coach, and the renewal of the main players.

If you have something to do as a secretary, if you have nothing to do, cough cough!

Xia Qi threw the renewal contract of the main players to Ai Meili, and flew to Milan by himself.

It is quite convenient for rich people to travel, but Xia Qi's left leg is inconvenient, which did not affect his travel at all.

In 2000, Baggio was wearing the Inter Milan jersey. Due to his bad relationship with Lippi, he was sitting on the bench, giving people the illusion that Baggio was old and unable to play.

Xia Qi saw the melancholy prince who hadn't gained weight in his presidential suite, and he had to admit that his eyes were indeed described as one eye, not a pair.

Baggio did have the idea of ​​leaving after the end of the contract, but he never told anyone, not even his own wife, because he was afraid that she would worry.

Baggio didn't understand why this young master was so sure that he would leave, and he didn't even understand that people all over the country didn't think highly of him. Why did this person in front of him have so much confidence in him?
He really wanted to say to this young master: What do you like about me, I can change it, okay?
(End of this chapter)