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Chapter 771 Please submit a transfer application

Hearing Berlusconi's earnest and honest words, Zhuo Yang felt both guilty and moved at this time, and was as touched as a bastard.

The same words feel completely different when you say them in different identities. You just came out of 996 working overtime from Alibaba's company building with exhausted body. The security guard said, "Thank you for your hard work" and definitely not as good as Jack Ma.

This sentence can make you feel excited.

Berlusconi's identity bonus, coupled with creating a discourse atmosphere and extremely good at speaking, was completely guiding Zhuo Yang's emotions. Zhuo Yang had the urge to express his determination and sincere impulse at this moment. However,

All the impulses were stopped just right by Berlusconi.

"Zhuo Yang, I admire your excellence very much, and I admire you very much, and I admire China too. Zhuo Yang, your country is a great country and is respectable." Berlusconi knew that Zhuo Yang liked it very much.

What to listen to.

"You are an eagle soaring in the blue sky, like your country. No one can limit your freedom to soar. You belong to the sky, and there is no limit to the sky."

Berlusconi didn't give Zhuo Yang a chance to interrupt.

"Zhuo Yang, let's not hide it. Italy's economic environment in the past two years is very bad. I think you know these. In this environment, including AC Milan Club, Serie A must implement finances for sustainable development, including Serie A.

Shrink. My Bet Group and the entire Italian government are the same. The days of spending a lot of money have passed, and it is urgent to shrink the fiscal situation and even hardships."

"The club must cut salary, and must remove some high-paying and low-capacity contracts. Of course, you are definitely not among these contracts. With your excellence, reducing salary to you is an insult to you and is also very unfair to you."

"Silvio, salary..." Zhuo Yang wanted to say that there was no problem with the salary cut.

"No, no, no, my friend, listen to me." Berlusconi interrupted Zhuo Yang very naturally again. "I understand and support you very much in your new contract. With your

It’s not that much, and your contract alone will not put much financial pressure on the club.”

"But Milan needs a new flag bearer, like Maldini. This flag bearer must be young and can retire after playing for at least ten years. His salary will definitely become the maximum salary for Milan. This, my friend

, I hope you understand."

Berlusconi means that the "stellar bearer" must have the highest salary, which is higher than Zhuo Yang, but Zhuo Yang has already had a maximum salary of 11 million yuan in football. How can the "stellar bearer" be higher? Isn't it nonsense to have a club's finances shrink?

!

Zhuo Yang lowered his head sadly, and he was completely guided by Berlusconi.

"Zhuo Yang, you are my friend and my child." That's what Zhuo Tongtong is willing to do. Berlusconi said: "I will not bind your wings, nor will I stop your dreams. I even

You can't allow any injustice to you, because you and Maori are my most cherished friends."

"Zhuo Yang, my child, can you tell me where you would go if you left Milan?"

"Silvio, I...Milan..." Zhuo Yang stumbled, not knowing how to answer.

"Good boy, can you tell your friend Sylvio?"

"Yes..." Zhuo Yang said the name of the club.

Berlusconi smiled kindly. "It is indeed worthy of your excellence there, but with so many wealthy families, why do you only favor there? Is it their promise?"

"That's not, that's it..." Zhuo Yang said the reasons, two very important reasons.

Berlusconi let out a long sigh. "So that's it! Zhuo Yang, my friend, I did not read you wrong. You are indeed a good child who values ​​love and friendship. They should feel honored. I also have you like this.

Friends are proud.”

"So that's it, Zhuo Yang. Freedom and ideals are noble. Milan should not bind your wings. Love is priceless, and I cannot kidnap you with friendship."

"Zhuo Yang, you can notify there and ask them to make a offer to Milan." Berlusconi said sincerely: "I also believe that with the ability of that fat man Raiola, I will definitely talk to you about the perfect shame.

Contract of identity.”

"I'm sad, my friend. Milan is about to lose the greatest player in these 23 years, and the greatest player in the history of the Milan club. I'm so sad that I can hardly breathe. This damn subprime mortgage crisis,

Damn Italian economy, I can only watch Milan lose you."

Zhuo Yang's tears were almost flowing out.

"AC Milan lost you, Italian football lost you, but you are still Silvio's friend, right?"

Zhuo Yang could no longer speak, so he could only nod.

"Silvio will not lose you as a friend or not, either Silvio will not lose you. I am extremely relieved at all. Zhuo Yang, don't worry, let them negotiate, Milan will never set up obstacles for you."

"Silvio, I'm sorry..."

"Wrong! Zhuo Yang, you didn't feel sorry for Milan. On the contrary, every Milanese person should thank you. Without you, we wouldn't have had this triple crown and wouldn't have become a Grand Slam club. There wouldn't be 76 games without them.

Losing will not create a new goal record."

"Zhuo Yang, although you only stayed in Italy and Milan for three years, it is enough to become the greatest star in the history of Italian football." Sentimental and touted. "Every Italian, every Milanese should thank you. Thank you. Thank you

You, Zhuo Yang, my friend.”

"As your friend, Silvio is deeply honored. Zhuo Yang, I promise you that Milan will never set obstacles to your transfer. You can apply for a transfer to the club as soon as possible and let the quotation there as soon as possible.

Trust me, Zhuo Yang.”

I had to accept that Zhuo Yang just came to have a meal. He never mentioned that he wanted to transfer from beginning to end, but under the guidance of Berlusconi's cunning, he gradually passed through extremely superb words such as tone, body language, and psychological suggestion.

It turned into Zhuo Yang leaving the request with guilt.

All of this happened unknowingly in a very short period of time.

Berlusconi is the best among the essences of human spirits on earth. His IQ, EQ and experience are at the top of seven billion people. Zhuo Yang is just a 24-year-old young man. He is neither a fool nor a fool.

A stupid man, but in front of such superb shrewdness as Berlusconi, he is no different from a toddler.

The conversation continues, and the topic has changed directly to Zhuo Yang taking the initiative to apply for the Milan Club. The feeling of guilt makes Zhuo Yang sincerely promise: the other club must have enough sincerity, and this sincerity naturally needs to be used for the amount.

Expression; for Italian football and Milan fans, Zhuo Yang will show that he took the initiative to request a transfer.

Two hours ago, Zhuo Yang was still looking forward to the grand blueprint for Milan next season, but two hours later, his days in Milan had already entered the countdown.

More than 90% of Berlusconi's words today are sincere, and it is also his true words. A clever lies are always like this, using comprehensive truth to cover up the most important lies.

The 10% lies that were not told contain the real reason why Berlusconi wanted to sell Zhuo Yang.
Chapter completed!
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