My name is Colani

Hugo said that he was going to set up an investment company recently. On the one hand, it was a promise he made to his uncle, Old Morek. On the other hand, Hugo now not only has shares in Google, holds Apple stocks, but also has investments in China.

These are future gains. Hugo still has nearly 10 million US dollars left. He plans to concentrate these scattered shares, stocks and cash into one company for management. Of course, the name of this company is also called Hugo International Investment Company. He registered and established Hugo Investment Company in the United States, but later cancelled it. Now, because there are more investment projects, it can only be re-established for the convenience of management.

And with the increase in projects, Hugo does not want to spend too much energy on his investment, so he has to set up a company and ask professionals to manage it. Then, he also hopes to use this spare money to do something, which also requires professionals to manage.

So if Hugo wants to be relaxed, it is imperative to set up a new company to manage investment projects!

But now, he still hasn't established it. One reason is that he hasn't started looking for someone yet, looking for a reliable manager. Another reason is that his uncle hasn't let the parliament pass the bill to reduce the tax rate. Only when Trapani City gives preferential treatment, Hugo may place the company's headquarters here. If Morek can't convince the parliament, then Hugo will naturally not put the headquarters here. However, according to national rules, Trapani can't give much preferential treatment, but even a little adjustment can save a lot of money.

Hugo fulfilled his promise. He was not responsible for the team's daily training. The next day, Allegri began to arrange everything for the team. Everyone didn't feel much surprise. Anyway, someone seemed to be a hands-off boss.

However, at the end of the training time, Allegri organized an internal competition. Hugo was assigned to the substitute lineup. In order to increase the combat effectiveness of the main lineup, Trapani's group confrontation in training is generally one team for the main lineup and one group for the substitutes, with clear distinctions.

Hugo was assigned to the substitute lineup, and the players were confused. What does this mean? ! Hugo is not a main player? ! You know, even in the internal competition, Hugo has to be in the main lineup.

After the game started, the intensity of the internal competition was still much lower than the official game. Victor happened to be the one guarding Hugo, and the two brothers started chatting.

"What's going on?! Xia Bi dared to demote you?!" Victor asked Hugo in astonishment. Hugo hadn't told him about the bet last night.

"Hey, I have a bet with him!" Hugo told Victor what happened last night.

"Yeah, if you ask me, Xia Bi is really a natural coach. I think he did a really good job!" Victor nodded and commented.

"What do you mean?! It's as if I, the head coach, did a very bad job!" Hugo said dissatisfiedly. The credit is all Xia Bi's, so I have nothing to do with it? !

Victor stared at Hugo for a long time without saying anything. The meaning was very clear, you just can't do it!

"I have coached two games, and I won both! A 100% win rate! He can compete with me! And I will get a coaching certificate this season!" Hugo shouted. He seemed to have coached two games in total, one home opener, and the second was the last game against Gorbissen Cilento.

Victor did not agree with Hugo. You are the head coach in name, but it is Xiabi who makes the real decision!

"A 100% win rate?! Haha, you paid for the last game!" Victor said sarcastically.

"Stop, stop, let's not talk about the last game! After coming back, do you know what Giorgio said?! He said that we play football for fun, and it's boring to play a fake game! I think it makes sense now, and we will never play that again!" Hugo waved his hand.

"The ball is coming!" Victor shouted.

"Ah!"

"Bang" Victor put his hand on Hugo's shoulder and jumped up, clearing the ball.

"You are a fucking foul!" Hugo stood up and cursed.

"Marco didn't say anything, so it's not a foul!" Victor shrugged.

Marco Bruno is one of the little brats on the team, only 15 years old, as thin as a bamboo pole, and Antonio Perotti, Simon Falco, Salvatore Giordano, they are always available for the team competition, and the rest will be referees.

Marco Bruno was the one who was brought in to be the referee today. Hugo felt that this little guy's eyes were not sharp enough, and he didn't see such an obvious foul. He stood in the distance and shouted loudly: "Marco, you little bastard, are you blind?! Didn't you see that Victor was holding my shoulders to jump?!"

Hugo often does this, sometimes he gets angry on the court when he disagrees with something, Marco Bruno has gotten used to it, and stood there silently without saying anything.

"Forget it, forget it! Get out! Watch carefully next time, if it weren't for your misjudgment, our substitutes would have scored a goal!" Looking at Bruno's pitiful appearance, Hugo stopped denouncing the "referee"! Let poor Bruno go!

Bruno ran away like a deer as if he had been pardoned, and continued to do his work.

"These bastards, who eat and drink for free, should at least give me some face on the court!" Hugo said to himself depressedly.

"You are almost 20 years old, why bother with a child!" Victor said sarcastically with a fake smile.

"None of your business! Just wait and see!" Hugo cursed.

I don't know what happened. Looking at the little brats running up and down, Hugo suddenly remembered that when he was an orphan in his previous life, even if he was an orphan, he could still read books. But these kids are not orphans, not one of them, but their families are poor, or it may be related to the environment here. Now they don't study. If they didn't like football and were recruited by Hugo by accident, I'm afraid these teenagers would become bad boys in society!

Hugo reflected on himself, oh, was he too strict with this little guy? ! Okay, okay! Sympathy overflowed!

"What do you think is the point of Marco and the others?! Do you think they are good at playing football?!" Hugo asked Victor.

"To be honest, I don't think so. They really didn't show any impressive performance! Look at Carlos. I know he will definitely be a good goalkeeper in the future when he just showed his skills! Marco and the others..., haha, no!" Victor shook his head.

"Victor, I suddenly thought of a question. What will happen to these guys after they are promoted to a higher level league? Not only them, but also the other people in the team, what will happen to them?!" Hugo asked.

Victor was stunned by the question. He had never thought about such a question. He also knew that these people were now paid, but this was not paid by the team, but by the family's business. When they reached a higher level of competition, their strength was obviously not enough, which meant they would be laid off. Of course, they would not necessarily be laid off, and they could also go to other teams. For example, Trapani is not just Trapani Football Club. There is also an amateur league team Pacheco in the town where the training ground is located, but they are in a lower level league.

But in this way, they will have no income. Pacheco is an amateur team, even more amateur than Trapani.

"This, I don't know. I think with their outstanding performance this season, they may attract the attention of the C2 League team!" Victor scratched his head.

"But that's a minority after all! These little guys probably can't do anything. Instead of letting them grind in the team for a few years, it's better to find a way out for them!" Hugo told his plan, Victor said they couldn't do it, it seems that they really can't become professional players. It's better to teach them how to fish than to give them fish. It's better to help them learn something and have a means of making a living in the future.

"What are your plans?! I didn't expect you to be so kind!" Victor teased.

"I have a kind heart, but you have always misunderstood me!" Hugo smiled complacently, "Plan, ask them first!"

At this time, the ball came here again, and Hugo saw it first this time. He elbowed Hugo fiercely, took the ball first, and then kicked a high and biased anti-aircraft gun out of the barrel.

"You fouled!" Victor covered his painful chest.

"I told you, wait and see!" Hugo walked away proudly.

"Marco, damn Marco! Didn't you see that he fouled?!" Victor scolded Bruno who followed him.

Bruno spread his hands, meaning that I can't blow the whistle, the boss is unreasonable!

Victor glared at him fiercely, and then gently let him go.

Hugo did what he said. After the training was over, Hugo left a few little brats alone. The little brats didn't know what Hugo meant by this, and maliciously guessed that Hugo didn't score a goal in today's training match, so he was in a bad mood and wanted to criticize them, especially Marco Bruno.

Several friends looked at Marco Bruno, gloating, you are miserable today! You are stupid, we usually favor the boss on the court, why are you stupid today, it's right to blow more fouls on the players who touch the boss.

"Come on, Marco, Anthony, Sava, Simon, let's walk and talk together!" Hugo was unexpectedly enthusiastic, with a smile on his face that could melt even icebergs.

Level 1 alert! The four friends' chrysanthemums tightened, and this smile looked a bit sinister!

Thanks to casblanca for the reward. It is not easy for me to recommend it, and it is even harder to reward it! Of course, there are other book friends who can read it and give me recommendation votes! Thank you everyone, Tianyuan Dog will continue to work hard!