Prominence in Football Community

When Gao Zheng and Viviano had just sat down in the restaurant, he received a call from Pellet.

"He's a genuine agent, tsk..." Judging from Pellet's tone, he seemed a little dissatisfied with the fact that the other party was a real agent.

Gao Zheng smiled: "Thank you, I didn't expect you to move so fast."

"Of course, the faster I go, the lower your risk." Pellet snorted proudly.

After putting down the phone, Viviano had already handed the menu to Gao Zheng: "Is there anything you want to order?"

Gao Zheng waved his hand: "I can do it, just watch it, Mr. Viviano."

"Okay." Viviano didn't refuse, and started to order with the menu.

After ordering, he returned the menu to the waiter, and after the waiter left, he said to Gao Zheng again: "I have to apologize again for waiting for you directly at the door."

"It's okay, Mr. Viviano. Fortunately, you are the only one who came up with this idea so far." Gao Zheng laughed.

Viviano also smiled, and then said: "Actually, this is not the first time we have met, Gao Zheng."

"Eh?" Gao Zheng was surprised when he heard the other party say that. "Have we... met before?"

"Yes, this is the second time I want to be your agent."

"How is that possible? I have never had contact with you before, Mr. Viviano."

"Yes, but you definitely can't remember. In 2007, when you were still in AC Milan U16, I also recommended myself to you, hoping to be your agent..."

Gao Zheng frowned, lost in thought.

"But you rejected me very cleanly at the time, haha!" Viviano laughed.

Hearing what he said, Gao Zheng's brows stretched - he remembered!

There is such a thing.

At that time, he performed well in the U16s and was already a bit famous. After a training session, he met a guy who claimed to be a manager. But the enthusiasm of the other party made Gao Zheng resound the first-class Chinese saying, "If you don't have anything to show gallantry, you can either rape or steal". In addition, at that time, his mind was full of football.

I didn't have a good idea about finding an agent, so I simply rejected the other party, without even asking the other party's name.

"It turned out to be you?" Gao Zheng, who finished his memories, stared at Viviano with wide eyes.

"Yes, it's me, I've hit a wall again."

Gao Zheng scratched his head in embarrassment. Although he seemed to be very arrogant when he rejected the other party, he knew that he was flustered at that time, but he was really inferior...

"I really didn't expect that you would suddenly disappear from Wismara and suddenly appear in Sampdoria." Viviano said with emotion. "Although you rejected me at the beginning, I have been paying attention to you. I thought it would not be long before I would witness your first team debut at San Siro..."

Gao Zheng smiled wryly, "I didn't think of it either."

"I know that you were seriously injured, and I also know that you have recovered from your injury, but I don't know why you disappeared suddenly. If possible, can you tell me what happened after that?" Viviano asked curiously .

Gao Zheng shook his head: "Unless you are my agent, I won't tell you, sorry, Mr. Viviano."

Viviano froze for a moment and said, "You say so, I want to be your manager even more...Wait!"

Seeing that Gao Zheng was about to open his mouth, he quickly raised his hand: "Even if you want to refuse, let's talk about it after we finish this meal. I don't want to experience a clean rejection again."

Gao Zheng smiled. The people who had met once in the past met again now, which made him feel a little sad.

"Why do you have to be my agent?" After asking this question, Gao Zheng felt a little regretful—this question is meaningless, and now even Raiola wants to be his agent...

But he's still ready for some chicken soup for the soul.

But to his surprise, Viviano said: "Of course, the first time is because I am optimistic about your talent and future growth. Find those talented young people and plan their careers for them. This is what we do. What your agent should do. But... this time I just don't want you to be Mino Raiola's player."

"Ah?" Gao Zheng didn't expect to hear such an answer. "Don't want Raiola to be my agent? Why? Do you have any grudges with Raiola?"

Viviano was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "I have no grudge against him, I just don't like him, I don't think he is suitable for you, I am worried that after you find him as an agent, it will not be good for your future career .”

"Because he is short-sighted, greedy, and domineering?" Gao Zheng asked back.

"Yes. He does have the ability to help players make a lot of money, but at the cost of sacrificing stable growth space. Ibrahimovic is his number one player, he obeys him, and he does help Ibrahimo Vecchi became the highest paid player in the world... I still have to say, if it weren't for Mino Raiola, the Swede might make less money, but his sporting achievements are definitely higher than he is now!"

"I have watched your game carefully. Although you are relatively thin and have problems with your physical fitness, you can only come off the bench. But both strength and physical fitness can be trained the day after tomorrow. The sense of the ball and awareness cannot be replicated. The talent you have, and you are brilliant in that regard. I think for a player of your caliber, Raiola's set of things would be devastating to you if he was in charge - I don't mean money No, but when the careers of young players are on the rise, the relationship between salary bonuses and clubs is deadlocked, and the hard-won state and trust are consumed in frequent transfers... This is not the right path.”

Seeing that Gao Zheng's expression was always serious when he said this, he said again: "Maybe you will think that I am alarmist, but I am willing to swear by my personality that I am definitely not alarmist, but a future that is entirely possible. ! And I didn’t say that just to let you choose me as your agent. Even if you reject me again, it doesn’t matter, but I hope you can stop choosing Raiola as your agent.”

"So you don't really care if I choose you as my agent?"

"No, of course I care. I very much hope that you can choose me as your agent. But I'm not 100% sure that you can choose me. If you don't choose me in the end, then I hope you can choose me too. Iola, that fat man is really not a good thing..."

Hearing what Viviano called Raiola, Gao Zheng laughed: "You said Mr. Raiola before, but I think that's what you really call him?"

Viviano shook his head: "No, it's not. 'Fatty' is the real name."

Gao Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

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After dinner, Viviano took Gao Zheng back to his apartment in a Mercedes.

At the final farewell, Gao Zheng said to Viviano: "Mr. Viviano, you are a good person. But I think it's better to be more cautious about finding an agent, so I can't give you any advice now." reply."

"Yes, no problem, I understand." Viviano said, throwing up his hands.

"When I have made a decision, I will call you." Gao Zheng made a phone call gesture.

"Okay, okay."

After Gao Zheng got out of the car and left, the Mercedes-Benz did not leave, and Viviano watched Gao Zheng disappear into the apartment building.

"How did you talk?" Niccolò Toliano, who played the role of the driver, asked. As a driver, he was naturally not qualified to participate in the dinner just now.

"It was a pleasant conversation."

"Isn't that a joke?" Toliano turned around from the driver's seat and looked at Viviano excitedly.

"I don't know...Gao Zheng has been tight-lipped about whether to choose me as his agent, and he hasn't revealed anything about it..." Viviano shook his head and poured cold water on his friend.

"Will he choose Raiola then?" Toliano asked again.

"I don't think it's very likely. When I said Mino Raiola was fat, he had a good laugh."

"So we'll just have to wait now?"

"probably……"

"Waiting is really a torment!" Toliano stretched.

"Go back, Niccolo. Tomorrow we'll go back and return the car to Massimo."

"Eh? I'm going back now? Don't you stay in Genoa and wait for the news?"

"Gao Zheng said he would call me, and the phone can be answered anywhere, so there is no point for us to be here, and it is a waste of money to book a hotel."

"No more hard work?"

"How can I work harder? I have said everything I should say, and I have expressed my sincerity. What else can we do besides waiting?"

"Okay..." Toliano had nothing to say.

Really can only wait.

At this moment, Viviano's cell phone rang suddenly, and when the ringtone suddenly rang in the sound-proof compartment, both of them were startled.

So that when Viviano took out the phone, his hand slipped and almost dropped the phone on the floor. He had to use both hands like juggling, throwing the phone back and forth, and finally managed to hold it steady. .

At this time, the caller displayed on the phone screen is...

"Gao Zheng?" Viviano exclaimed.