My name is Colani

Fabio Costa couldn't be more satisfied with his job. His job was easy. He was in charge of 20 security guards and was responsible for the safety of Trapani training base and stadium on match days. He was a social person and had a certain reputation on the streets. With the influence of the Colani family in the local area, it was impossible for him to mess up the stadium.

The salary for this job was not bad, better than cheating on the streets. He was glad that he had a relative like the Colani family.

Of course, what made him even happier was that he was hanging out with Master Gianluigi Pasilio Colani, who was a well-known figure. This was not just a legend on the streets, but a fact in reality. He was strong, young, rich, and had a bright future. Everyone said that he would be the successor to the Colani family's business. Of course, being able to hang out with him was the best thing.

Hugo had warned Fabio Costa to work hard, otherwise he would not blame him for not showing any affection for his relatives. Costa also stopped being lazy. After all, he was once the boss and had some "management" experience. He did a pretty good job in the club's security work.

When Hugo called him, he was patrolling the scene and suppressing the angry Trapani fans. Well, there was a clause in the club's security work regulations earlier to prevent fans from making trouble, even against the referee or the visiting team players. Of course, as long as it was not serious, the club would not be punished. However, in today's game, Fabio Costa wanted to go up and punch Brocchi. He is still the leader of the "Trapani People" fan organization and a die-hard fan.

He had to do his security work as a duty to prevent the fans from making trouble!

When Hugo called, he had to go happily!

"Gigi, such a thing actually happened today! It's simply..." When Hugo put down the phone, Alberto Ricci beside him sighed like this, and he couldn't say anything else. This is not a shame for Trapani, but a shame for the refereeing world. This referee is clearly targeting Trapani on purpose!

Ricci almost never misses any game against Trapani. As long as there is no emergency, he will come to this stadium to watch the game. It would be fake if he didn't have any feelings. However, after the winter break, he saw a little sign that the referee often made some unfavorable penalties for Trapani, which was particularly harsh for Trapani and relatively lenient for the opponent. This is very abnormal.

Ricci wanted to tell Hugo that it was very wrong for you to neglect Tavecchio at the beginning!

But he didn't know how to start. This was his guess!

"Someone is targeting us! Someone doesn't want us to upgrade!" Hugo said with a gloomy face.

"Well, I told you to get along well with Mr. Tavecchio at the beginning, but you never listened!" Ricci said with courage.

"Haha, I didn't expect the football environment in Italy to be so bad!" Hugo laughed.

Richie rolled his eyes at Hugo and thought, you just found out? !

Where is there no politics? ! The football circle in Italy is very political, with all kinds of gangs and factions, and it's not easy to get into the football circle. If you are from a small club, it's a piece of cake to mess with you. If you have no background, you can only suffer silently. If you want to avoid being messed with, it's best to build a good relationship with the big guys and help each other.

You help him rise to the top, and he helps you win the first battle, and each of you gets what you need! Friends are needed here!

"Maybe someday, we should go to Rome together and visit Mr. Tavecchio! Facing such a scandal, I believe he will not turn a blind eye!" Richie gave his own advice, and his words were very dignified.

But who doesn't know what he means? Hugo knows very well that the one behind this is most likely Tavecchio, who he doesn't think much of. Now Richie means to go back and build a good relationship with Tavecchio, at least he will prevent his team from being messed with.

"Him?! Who is he?! I won't go to him! Humph, let's wait and see!" Hugo sneered. He would never visit that bastard!

Ricci was about to continue to persuade Hugo, when Fabio Costa came over with sweat all over his head, and asked Hugo carefully with a flattering smile. "Gigi, what do you want to do with me?!"

"You're still laughing?! I'm so fucking upset today, and you can still laugh?!" Hugo was furious when he saw Costa's flattering smile. I'm so upset, can't I take some time to flatter him?

Okay! Richie wanted to laugh beside him. This is just a way to vent his anger. Unfortunately, Costa became the target of the anger.

Costa thought, I'm wrong to laugh at you? ! Okay, then I'll be serious!

"Boss, what do you want to do with me!" Costa, who knew his mistakes and corrected them, immediately changed his face and asked with a gloomy face.

"Who are you making this dead face for?! Who is suffering more, you or me?!" Hugo cursed again.

"Haha!" Richie next to him couldn't help laughing anymore, "Okay, okay, Gigi, don't vent your anger on Fabio! Let's talk business!"

Listening to Richie's laughter and looking at Costa's face that looked wrong no matter what he did, Hugo's mood inexplicably improved a lot. It seems that having a punching bag is quite good.

"Okay, okay! Fabio, don't make that face! Come here and sit down, I have something to arrange for you!" Hugo smiled and patted the empty space beside him.

Costa still sat down.

"Do you have money?!" Hugo asked.

"Yes!" Costa replied.

"How much?!"

"That's all!" Costa quickly searched his pockets and took out a handful of money!

"Go away, who asked you this! I'm asking about your bank card!"

"Uh, yes! Gigi, what do you want to do?! It's not impossible to borrow money, but I have to give the money to my grandfather on Monday!" Costa is obviously also a miser. Feeling that Hugo looks like he wants to borrow money, he quickly brought his grandfather out.

"Why would I care about your little money?! I need it urgently now! Go to the bank now and withdraw 5,000 euros, all converted into coins, the more the better! I'll give you 10,000 euros tomorrow!" Hugo ordered. He didn't bring anything today, no cards or money on him.

"Uh!"

"Uh!"

Costa and Richie, who pricked up their ears, were both surprised. What on earth was Hugo trying to do? !

"You ask a few staff members to go with you, bring the money back, move it to the stands, and quietly distribute it to the fans in the stands near the locker room. Let them wait for that bastard Brocchi to come over during the halftime break and throw the money at him!" Hugo expressed his thoughts. He also got inspiration from the coins thrown at him by the fans.

The fans threw the coins down not to do good things, but to insult Brocchi and scold him for taking black money!

Hugo plans to expand the results. I must use money to kill you, you bastard! Humiliate this bastard severely!

"Uh!"

"Uh!"

Costa and Ricci were really speechless. Hugo's way of insulting the referee really made them say nothing.

"Should we cut a hole in the wire mesh over there!" Costa also made a clever suggestion.

"Your brain is working now!" Hugo praised, "Yes, cut a hole in the wire mesh that's in the way so that everyone can throw it away easily!"

Costa took the order and left. Victor, who had been sulking in the locker room, also came here. Before he sat down, he said loudly to Hugo, "Needless to say, someone wants to mess with us! Someone wants to mess with us! Damn it, Brocchi's whole family is a whore!"

"Humph, your brain can know it, how can I not know it! Just wait and see, I'm going to make them look good!" Hugo snorted coldly, and then laughed, "Come on, Victor, let's watch a good show later!"

Victor sat down and chatted with Hugo and Richie. Football game? ! There was no need to watch the game. From the boos of the fans around him, it was known that Brocchi might have made another penalty against Trapani.

A lot of time has passed. It is not easy for Costa to complete the task assigned by Hugo. However, the advantage of Trapani Stadium is that it is in the downtown area. There is a bank not far away. Facing Costa's strange request, the bank staff did not refuse and exchanged coins worth 5,000 euros for Costa according to Costa's request.

Now Italy has the euro and lira in parallel. It will not be until 2002 that the lira will be withdrawn from the market. Euro banknotes are the business of European banks. However, coins are indeed made by each country, but one side is the unified standard of the European Union. Italy also makes coins. The smallest denomination is 1 euro cent. 5,000 euros is 500,000 coins.

The bank didn't have that much money, so Costa had to exchange some with a slightly larger denomination, but there were still a lot of them. They used a van to pull them to the stadium, and the security personnel with him moved them to the stands. The first half was over, and the players from both sides had already started to walk to the locker room. Allegri and Toni were also unhappy. They found Brocchi to argue and complained about all kinds of unfairness. Several coaches of Trapani, Michele Barrias, Andrea Giampaolo, and Massimo Lombardi also surrounded him to seek justice.

Of course, their justice was not responded to, but they discussed along the way with several referees.

What to do, still not throwing? ! Many fans received the instructions and hesitated, but there was the captain and midfield soul of the team below!

Who cares! Throwing, it won't kill anyone anyway, everyone knows what this means!

Costa took a handful of coins from his purse and flew down from the iron fence like scattering flowers, so the money rain began, and the fans near this side began to scatter money below.

Brocchi didn't expect that Trapani's fans at the entrance would do this. Where did they get so many coins? ! For the first time in his life, he saw what money rain was like. Coins really fell on him like rain. A group of people were baptized by the money rain and quickly ran back to the locker room with their heads in their hands.