Where does regret medicine come from in the world?

When he thought of Gao Han, Mendes immediately opened the address book, found Gao Han's phone number, and called directly.

The phone beeps twice and then it was connected.

First, a burst of music came, like listening to music in a sealed room.

"Hey, Gao Han, it's me."

"Jorge, are you just awake now?"

"Haha, yeah, I got drunk last night."

"What's the matter with me?"

"Are you available now?" Mendes asked.

He felt that as an agent, he had to have some clues about whether to stay at Atletico Madrid, so he needed to have a good talk with Gao Han.

"Now?" Gao Han paused, "I'm on the way to Fuen Lavrada, and I'll probably come back in the evening."

Fuenlavrada?

Mendes' mind turned around and he immediately remembered it.

Gao Han once said that he had a football team there, but he didn't usually take care of it, so it's probably over now.

Also, Torres, Matayana, de la Morena and others seem to be from that area.

"Or...I'll go to Funlavrada to find you now?"

"Come here? It's OK. Just go directly to Chinatown. Our club office is here. Call me when you arrive."

"Okay, I'll go there right away."
Chapter completed!