Chapter 1213: Chapter 1213
Chapter 1213: Chapter 371: The Emperor of Milan Has Returned
After speaking, Boas stood up directly.
Terry immediately also left the press conference site.
Huang Kaiwen chatted with his former teammates and then met Djokovic, who was there to watch the match.
“You went easy on them today.”
“No, I’m a professional player.”
“But you could have easily scored 5 goals, yet you only scored one today.”
Djokovic raised his hand and said, “No need to explain, I understand. I hope you can return to San Siro one day.”
“I’ll be back there next month.”
“That’s not what I meant, forget it, let’s take a photo.”
Djokovic shook his head and said.
Huang Kaiwen smiled and nodded.
He naturally understood what De meant.
But he couldn’t guarantee anything about this kind of thing.
If De accidentally let it slip, the European media would have a field day this summer.
After taking the photo, De left.
Pele was still being interviewed nearby.
Huang Kaiwen was about to sneak away when Pele called him over.
“I came to watch a boring and mechanical game today. Kevin is the best technical player in the world, and his footwork is as outstanding as mine was in my youth. But what did he play today? I only saw a pragmatic football under which the world’s best player was constantly making long passes from the back with no dazzling dribbling, no magnificent bicycle kicks, no nutmeg, and no pendulum dribbling. Although this was a UEFA Champions League semifinal, I still can’t express any love for the match because I can’t recall anything worth praising in it.”
Huang Kaiwen could only awkwardly smile on the side.
“Kevin, say something.”
Huang Kaiwen smiled and pointed to his ear, saying, “My hearing issues flared up again today, I couldn’t hear what you were saying.”
“Kevin, Pele said there is something wrong with your playing style, do you have anything to say?”
“Sorry, I can’t hear anything…”
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
The reporters didn’t know what to do with him.
After the reporters left.
Pele glared at Huang Kaiwen, taking his hand and saying, “I know your coach is someone who would do anything for a championship, but you have to understand, your responsibility is not just to win, but to win beautifully. Children all over the world are waiting in front of their TVs to watch your performance, and then you produce this kind of game, hardly dribbling. It would disappoint fans around the world.”
“Alright, I’ll see what I can do.”
Huang Kaiwen invited, “Do you want to come over to my house tonight?”
“Forget it, I have other plans, anyway, I feel young.”
Pele raised an eyebrow and pointed at his ear, saying, “You performed quite well on that, looked pretty real.”
Huang Kaiwen laughed and parted ways with Pele.
Huang Kaiwen had made the invitation.
But Milan players stayed at the hotel, returning to Milan tomorrow.
Inzaghi mentioned staying at Kevin’s house, but it was just an excuse, Ancelotti would soon see news of him at a nightclub.
When Huang Kaiwen returned home.
The young lady was already sitting at the dining table with a dinner prepared in advance.
Seeing the candles on the table, Huang Kaiwen knew there would definitely be a tough battle today.
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The young lady put an oyster on Huang Kaiwen’s plate and said, “It’s not the best season now, Veron oysters haven’t matured yet, just bear with these for now.”
“I think they’re pretty much the same.”
Huang Kaiwen squeezed some lemon juice and said.
“I talked to Abramovich today about increasing your salary,” the young lady said.
“You handle it as you see fit.”
Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.
Having the young lady around was really reassuring in this aspect.
The Yellow Ball King never needed to worry about salary issues like other players.
No matter where he played, the Yellow Ball King’s salary was always through the roof.
“Also, there’s a woman with the surname Li who wants to meet you.”
The young lady continued filling Huang Kaiwen’s plate with food.
“A Korean? Isn’t she worried that having me endorse her might affect her company’s reputation in South Korea?”
Huang Kaiwen curiously asked.
During the last Real Madrid tour in Asia, he had seriously offended the Little Stick.
“She probably isn’t worried about it, they can control public opinion anyway, and if it gets out of hand, they can just expose a celebrity’s dating news. But with you endorsing them, European sales will skyrocket.”
Huang Kaiwen gave a thumbs up.
The young lady also understood Little Stick’s tricks now.
Whenever there’s a scandal, they expose idol dating news.
They’re really professional in shifting topics.
“If the price is exceedingly generous, agree to it. Otherwise, forget it.”
The young lady said with a smile, “Oh right, one more thing, there’s a Chelsea sponsor event tomorrow that you need to attend.”
“Damn it, having to work even during the holidays, tell Kenyon to add money!”
Huang Kaiwen asked displeased, “What time is the event?”
“Alright then, there’s plenty of time.”
Huang Kaiwen wiped his mouth, walked over, and picked up the young lady.
Amid her surprised yelp, the two of them went up to the second floor together.
The next day at noon, when Huang Kaiwen got up.
The young lady was still sound asleep.
As he went downstairs, the old butler had already prepared lunch.
“Sir, Mr. Boas has been banned.” Albert bent over and said.
Huang Kaiwen flipped open the newspaper, The Times published UEFA’s announcement: “Due to inappropriate conduct and speech by Chelsea’s acting head coach Luís André Villas-Boas after the match, which caused a negative impact, we have made the following decision: Boas is fined 7,000 euros and suspended for two matches.”