Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu

Barrera drove the Mercedes-Benz GLE with a flick of his tail, parked the car in the garage of the Milan Fia Hotel, and rushed to the elevator with Ye Chen.

"I served you, the first time I went to the appointment, I was late!" Ye Chen scolded Barrera.

"Damn, it's not your hot pot yet, it pulled me all morning, and my stomach still hurts!"

Yesterday afternoon, Barrera returned from the beaches of the Iberian Peninsula to prepare for the next day's party in Mendes.

Go downstairs in the evening and go to Ye Chen to discuss what to say when he arrives tomorrow.

As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of red oil hot pot wafted in, and Ye Chen was and Green were shabu shabu.

"Lean, eat alone!" Barrera rushed in, pulled out the dining room chair and sat down, grabbed a colander and dangled it in the pot.

Ye Chen immediately reached out and pressed Barrera's colander.

"Didn't you say that if you eat hot pot again, you are a dog? If you want to eat hot pot, learn to bark a dog!

Ye Chen and Green looked at each other and smiled.

This kid, what he just said a few days ago, he forgot?

Barrera: "Woof! Pushing

Ye Chen's hand away, he scooped up the hairy belly and shrimp and slid it into his bowl.

Ye Chen

: "..." Green: "..."

In the elevator of the Milan Fia Hotel.

Barrera stared at the rising floor.

He looked a little uneasy, and his hands kept rubbing.

"Ye Chen, when we get to the box, let's be a little more atmospheric, don't be nervous, this is Milan, it's our own territory, understand, Inter is the boss here!"

Ye Chen smiled: "Okay, you are a courtesan, you can do it as you say." "

Mendes and the players are seated and the attendants are ready to serve.

Mendes glanced at his watch and said to himself: "Why haven't those two Inter brats come yet?" "

The door was pushed open.

Two handsome men in black slim suits walked in one after the other.

Barrera, who was walking in front, took off his sunglasses and greeted everyone with a smile: "Sorry, I'm late!"

Ye Chen also raised his hand to greet everyone.

He looked at the two tables of people with extraordinary momentum, several of whom were world-class superstars who appeared in media and television reports almost every week.

Ye Chen secretly sighed in his heart: What magic does Mendes have, can these leaders in the stadium with both commercial value and competitive value, and willingly give him the right to negotiate his transfer and contract renewal?

Seeing that someone suddenly came in at this time, the people at both tables began to whisper.

"Isn't that the shorter one Barrera?" Italian, why is he here!

"Is he going to sign Mendes, interesting, the boss has never had an Italian under him."

"This guy's ability is okay, the main player of the national team, this year's national team friendly match, I played against him, something!"

"Who's that high point behind Barrera? Looks like an Asian.

"My God, you La Liga player never looks at Serie A?" Serie A half-range goalscorer king, Inter's 17-year-old rising star, Ye Chen from Huaxia Country!

"Huaxia Guo, my God, Mr. Mendes actually signed a Huaxia Guo player!"

"I understand, what Ronaldo said Mendes is going to sign two Inter players, it should be them."

Mendez got up, smiled and walked over to the two, shaking hands separately.

When he shook hands with Ye Chen, he deliberately held it very tightly, and then said a broken Chinese: "It's good, wojiao Mende four, cross high star see Dao Ni!"

Ye Chen was stunned, this guy can still speak Chinese?

Mendes immediately burst out laughing and switched to fluent English:

"Hahaha, knowing that you are coming, I specially learned a Chinese language, don't laugh at me if you don't speak well."

Ye Chen also smiled, "Mr. Mendes, it's nice to meet you!" Mendes

just wanted to introduce Ye Chen and Barrera to the two tables, and Ronaldo got up with a smile and walked over.

"Let me introduce," Ronaldo shook hands with Ye Chen and Barrera and looked at everyone, "These two are my opponents in Serie A, from Inter Milan and Barrera and Ye Chen.

"These are very good young players, welcome to the big family of Mr. Mendes!"

Seeing C Ronaldo so enthusiastic, Ye Chen suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After all, in the 11th round of Serie A, Inter played at home against Juventus, Ye Chen scored a hat-trick to help the team win 4-2 at home.

And in that game, Ronaldo did not score, missed several necessary goals, and played very depressed.

So much so that in the end, Ye Chen wanted to change his shirt with him, and Ronaldo politely refused.

With Ronaldo as the leading big brother, the other players got up one after another and smiled kindly at the two.

"Welcome!"

"Welcome to the Mendes family!"

"There are new people coming, hahahaha!"

"Now our group chat is going to grow again!"

"Sit down, just wait for you, the big guys are hungry!"

Ye Chen found a place to sit down.

As soon as his butt touched the chair, Edson, the goalkeeper beside him, put his hand on his shoulder with a serious face.

"Ye Chen, how much is your worth in the [German transfer market]?"

Everyone laughed, knowing that this silly Edson was going to fix things again.

"Well, I don't know, I'll check."

Ye Chen took out his mobile phone and searched for his name on Dezhuan.

[Ye Chen, 25 million euros]

Edson glanced at Ye Chen's mobile phone and pretended to be disgusted.

"Ye Chen, you are only 25 million euros, you stand up quickly!"

"We have two tables of people here, worth more than 35 million, sit at my table, and those worth less than 35 million sit at the opposite table."

Edson pointed to the opposite table and said to Ye Chen: "You go quickly, sit next to Diego Costa opposite, he is the lowest worth, my table, there is no place for you!" "

goalkeeper Edson: My table is worth more than 35 million yuan,

and the scene suddenly burst into laughter!

Especially Ronaldo, who was at the table with Edson, leaned forward and backward with laughter, and tears flowed out.

"Yes, Edson, that's a good reason!"

"Damn, Edson, you are such a genius, you can think of such a bloody reason, laugh at me!"

"Dezhuan is opened by your family, every day Dezhuan Dezhuan, you will do something else!"

"Oh my God, how could Mr. Mendes sign you as a Brazilian treasure!"

The laughter from the box was too intense.

So much so that several waiters passing by stopped and stretched out their heads to look inside curiously.

Diego Costa, who was named by Edson, got up and strode over, clenching his fists and clenching.

"Ederson, what do you mean, bullying my old comrades, when I scored in the Premier League ten years ago, you kid was still playing mud in school!"

Then grabbed Edson's ears and pulled them, just didn't let go.

"Oh, it hurts me!" Edson moaned sideways with his head.

"Well done, Costa, cure this." Mendes laughed and couldn't help but applaud Costa.

Ederson shouted: "Manchester City have been beaten by Atletico, my Manchester City team-mates, come and get this old man of Atletico!" "

It's coming, it's coming!"

Bernardo Silva, Cancelo and Otamendi swarmed and crushed Costa to the ground, and several people got into a fight.

Ye Chen sat next to Edson, looking stunned.

These players are all superstars worth tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

Everywhere you go, you are the absolute focus of the spotlight.

How do you make a fuss, like a child?

"Ye Chen, make you laugh!"

Cristiano Ronaldo was a little surprised when he saw Ye Chen, handed over a fruit plate, and took the initiative to chat.

"Come is brother, everyone has the same agent, get together, fight is normal, you will get used to it later!"

"It's too tiring to be a player, it's tiring to deal with the media, maybe only now can we take off the veil and show our happiest side!"

Looking at Ronaldo, who was a little stunned, Ye Chen nodded thoughtfully.