Chapter 990

Zhuoyang, with his arms around his chest, leaned against the fat boss's platform and looked at Balotelli, the biggest perpetual motion machine in the office. At first, he was interested in watching him bully Bi, but now the meat on the corners of his mouth and cheeks began to shake.

“…… Ethics is ethics and reason. I didn't plan to turn it around. Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing, Zhuoyang

Zhuoyang reached out his hand and grabbed Balotelli's ear. He turned it half a circle anticlockwise. After his arm wrestled, he raised it again, and Balotelli's toe touched the ground.

"I'm so noisy, bunny. I'll tear your ears off!"

Balotelli grinned with pain. Except for that ear, all the other five senses were working together.

"Zhuoyang, let go of it. Do you hear me. Ouch - ouch - ouch - ouch, I know that you're awesome. I've also practiced ouch - Bagua palm, and then I'll fight back. Let go of ouch - ouch - I'm really fighting back... "

Zhuoyang put a little more effort on his arm.

“…… Pain, pain pain, pain. If you have something to say, it's painful, please feel it... "

"You are just too energetic for a day. You have nothing to do with your son's tiredness. There is a gym below. Let's walk and see how I can practice you on those equipment today. You can talk so much when you come back later. I will serve you. "

As he said this, Zhuoyang grabbed Balotelli's ear and went out.

"Just go. Can you loosen your ears first? I'll go with you, OK? Yo yo yo yo ~, brother Zhuo, brother Zhuo, loosen up a little, and your ears are going to fall... "

"Shut up!" With his arm raised half an inch, Balotelli could not even cry out. He could only breathe heavily. "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Milo Raiola was reading today's newspaper on the sofa in his big office. Zhuoyang and Balotelli were not there. He was too lazy to ask where. Zhuoyang doesn't need to worry. He is different from the stupid green when he first met him. As for Balotelli, a middle-aged boy who makes everyone's head as big as an ox, Raoula always feels that Zhuoyan is Balotelli's key star.

Zhuoyang can defend the European goal successfully, this lets the fat man be very proud. To tell you the truth, four or five candidates, including Zhuo Yang, are almost the same this year. They have their own advantages. No one can lead the way. No one can be judged in the past, but they can't be accepted by others. Zhuo Yang, a gold ball and a bronze medal, makes fat man very satisfied with his vertical and horizontal operation.

Every part of football has its own circle. Raiola's success has made him famous in the circle of agents, with the implication of leading European agents. Not only those woodlouse brokers who are sticking to England but now speak very fat to the fat people, and Mendes, who is all powerful in Spain and Portugal, has also offered an olive branch, hoping to strengthen cooperation with the fat man.

It's only four or five years since helho Mendes rose very fast. He has been able to compete with figuer in La Liga and Portugal Super League. It is very important for Raiola to cooperate with Mendes in football.

In the past few years, Raiola's main businesses were in Italy, the Netherlands, France and Eastern Europe, especially Italy, where he lived. To open the closed iron curtain of German football is after signing six swordsmen. Over the past few years, fat people have not only continued to consolidate the existing position, but also had a considerable say in Germany. However, although England and Spain have reached in, they are relatively weak in those two places.

The Bundesliga has now become a processing factory for blood transfusion in other major leagues. Although the Bundesliga is better, the strict financial system there restricts the excessive prosperity of the football market. Although Serie A still seems to be at the top of the competition, the industry insiders can see the decline clearly, and the market has been reflected. In the near future, Italy will soon lose the game.

Everyone knows that nowadays only the Premier League and the Spanish league are the most dynamic places in football, and there are all kinds of hot money, who can get a share there, who will win in the future.

In Serie A, Raiola can rely on her strong foundation, so that figuer has to cooperate with her, but on the other side of La Liga, her strength is very different from that of figuer. Cooperation is based on the mutual benefit of both sides. To maintain this foundation, the strength of both sides is essential.

Sleepy meet send pillow, the olive branch that Mendes hand out is exactly what Lai Aola needs. Mendes is a smart man. In such a large market, no one can have such a big appetite that he can swallow it at a time. Eating alone is to prop up the dead. Figuer made this mistake in the early years, so he was lifted up in Europe and expelled everywhere. Now he starts to go back to find and make up for it. It's the right way for him to return to business to cooperate with such new giants as Raiola.

Milo Raiola's eyes were fixed on the newspaper, but her mind was full of imagination. At this time, Zhuoyang came back, followed by Balotelli.Zhuo Yang's hands are in his trouser pockets, and his dark brown sheepskin coat is so casually sandwiched between his arms and his body. Some of them are dangling. Balotelli, on the other hand, was a little wilted like eggplant, and his face was tired. On the top of his head, the dry cock crow head of Moxi is no longer standing in a daze. Now it's hanging on the top of his forehead like a big chrysanthemum on the beach.

"Ha ha, you are back. Mario, it's good to hear more about your life, brother Zhuoyang. You've crossed more bridges than you've ever crossed. "

Zhuoyang threw his coat on the back of the sofa and sat down comfortably with his legs up. Balotelli saw laiola, a stomach of grievances all came up, eyes immediately red, tears did not fall.

"Uncle Milo..." The plaintive words had not yet been uttered, but stopped abruptly, because Balotelli saw Zhuoyang rubbing his fingers as if nothing had happened.

In the past two hours, Balotelli suffered a great crime. He was forced by Zhuoyang to snort on all kinds of training equipment for a minute without rest. He was not satisfied with it and immediately twisted his ears. Now he saw Zhuoyang's two fingers, just like a child saw a dentist's pliers, which had a psychological shadow.

At this time, the fat man also found the abnormality of Balotelli's ears. The one on the right side was obviously much bigger than the other side, and it was not a straight back fitting suit. The horizontal support was just like the old military radar, which was still red.

"Why, Mario, what's the matter with your ears? Why are you so creative? "

A sad embrace on Balotelli's heart: "Uncle Milo..."

"Cough, cough..." Zhuo Yang's voice suddenly became uncomfortable. He coughed twice, rubbed his fingers again, and put them under his nose to smell.

“…… Ears are fine. Nothing. Brother Zhuoyang has said a lot of things, which has benefited me a lot. All right, I'm done. " Balotelli is concise.

Raiola looked at Balotelli suspiciously, at his ears, and then at the reclusive Zhuoyan.