Golden Greenery

Chapter 34 (Part 1) Jinhou came because of a dark fragrance

Twenty minutes later, six people stared at the fat man in front of them on the sofa on the 'Left Bank'.

"You mean, you're a football agent?"

"Yes, my name is Milo Raiola, I think some of you must have heard of me."

The six people looked at each other, then looked at the fat man opposite, and shook their heads together.

Milo Raiola: "..." There was absurd depression in his heart.

Milo Raiola, the world famous football agent. Raiola was born in Italy. When he was young, he went to the Netherlands with his father to run a restaurant. He started helping to serve dishes in the restaurant when he was very young. Raiola loved football when he was a teenager, but had to give up because of injuries when he was young. With his super social skills, he got acquainted with many top figures in Dutch football and started his career as a professional football agent.

Raiola has amazing talent and a keen sense of smell as an agent. He can always find some extremely talented players and persuade them to become his clients. In terms of character, Raiola is very confident and tough, with a lot of means, and has managed a huge social relationship resource.

Raiola has influence throughout European football, has close ties with politicians in many countries, and maintains close contacts with several senior families in the Sicilian Mafia in Italy. He is a black and white big man.

There are many famous players and coaches under Raiola's banner. He has a very good reputation among European professional players, but all club owners who have dealt with him hate him to the bone.

There are several types of successful football agents, and some are very good at business development, reaping huge benefits for their employers off the pitch. Some are good at packaging their players, allowing a second-rate player to maintain high exposure and look like a superstar. Some have close ties with one or several big clubs, relying on them to do long-term business.

Raiola has done a good job in several aspects, but what he is most famous and talked about is that he can strive for the greatest personal interests for his employer. The players praised Raiola, while the bosses called him a vampire and wished he could eat his flesh raw.

Mino Raiola and Dusseldorf club scout Patrick Steele are old friends for many years, and they can even be regarded as children. Patrick Steele called his old friend Mino Raiola and told him that there was a young talent in a small club in Hannover after failing to poach Zhuoyang on behalf of Dusseldorf a while ago, the kind of real talent , Let him hurry up.

After receiving Steele's call, Raiola was skeptical. He originally planned to send one of his subordinates to take a look. If it was a big deal, he would sign it. But after careful consideration, I decided to come by myself.

Raiola's current main sphere of influence is Serie A, the Netherlands, and Eastern European countries. Ligue 1 is also developing, but Bundesliga, Premier League, and La Liga have not been deeply involved because they have not found a suitable entry point. So, he wanted to see if there were any discoveries and opportunities in Germany. So as soon as I explained the matter at hand, Pidianpidian came.

After Raiola arrived in Germany, he didn't go to Zhuoyang immediately, he only believed in his own vision. He secretly watched two matches of the Madyburg youth team alone, namely the 10:0 victory over Barnstorf on November 7th and the 5:0 victory over Brunswick Red and White on November 10th.

Raiola was ecstatic, not only Zhuoyang was shocked by him as a heavenly man: a genius, definitely a real genius. And the other young people also have great potential, and their future is limitless.

Raiola quickly mobilized all available resources, and immediately figured out all the information about these six young people. I know the names, resumes, positions and technical characteristics of the six players. Different locations, different nationalities, different ages, but they are all equally young and have great potential. What's more, none of them have agents yet.

I found a treasure,

This time I really found a treasure.

So, Raiola, who couldn't wait, excitedly ran to the parking lot of the Fort Mady Club last night to wait for Zhuoyang and the others. He wants to talk about it in person, not on the phone or handing it over to his subordinates. These boys are too important, and they are the stepping stones for him to break into the German league. Especially the most important thing is Zhuoyang, not only is his talent unmatched, but also he can contact the huge Chinese market, which is too important. If successful, his company and all players will benefit enormously.

Raiola, who had been waiting so hard, fancied that he would make his debut, and his tiger body shook, and the domineering sideways made a few little guys bow down, crying and begging him to sign the contract, and calling his father with tears.

However, the ideal is full and the reality is very skinny. As soon as the few Lengtouqings met, they beat him into a pig's head.

It's so fucking ruthless, it doesn't even let people say a complete sentence, it doesn't make any sense, and it's too careless.

When has Raiola ever suffered such a loss? After finally crawling out of the grass nest, he was furious and wanted to teach these ignorant bastards a lesson.

Successful people have different personalities, but they never struggle with money. Raiola, who had calmed down, endured it: These brats are simply white euros, golden bricks, and shiny diamonds. Swallowing this resentment, Raiola took action again today, and I will have long nights and dreams before it is too late, and no one knows what will go wrong when it is too late. The old opponents in those circles have sharper noses than their mother's anti-drug dogs, and they are all smarter than monkeys with their hair stained. They must not be given a chance to reach out.

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"You really...haven't heard of me?" Raiola, who had black hair, asked how many people there were.

The six shook their heads together again.

Raiola's nose was crooked with anger, and his cheeks couldn't help trembling a few more times. It seems that it's time to scale up the move!

Zhuoyang and the six of them are half-children who have just entered the football world. They have been hanging out in the low-level leagues. I have never heard of such a high-level figure as Raiola. In the eyes of the ants, the dung beetle is as huge as the sky. How can they know which onion the elephant is.

The environment you live in determines the height of your vision.

"Do you know who are the signed players under my banner?" Raiola leaned back on the sofa triumphantly, took a sip of coffee.

The six people rushed to ask questions.

"Ronaldo?"

"Ronaldinho?"

"Beckham?"

"Zidane?"

"Batistuta?"

"Shevchenko?"

"Raul? Figo? Kahn? Inzaghi? Ballack? Henry?..."

"Pfft—" Raiola spit out a mouthful of coffee.

Is it short? Is it a slap in the face?