Chapter 744: Chapter 744
"Raul usually spends his time off with his family."
"It’s the kid that’s giving me a headache, got any booze for me?"
Raul said while sitting on the sofa.
Lily felt a bit shy and tried to stand up, so Huang Kaiwen naturally loosened his arm.
Raul said with a smile, "Youth is great."
"You’re not that old yourself."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
Albert brought over a bottle of whisky.
As Huang Kaiwen’s butler, he made it a point to remember the preferences of their guests.
Raul usually drinks a lot of water, but when it comes to alcohol, he prefers champagne and whisky.
Seeing the mood today, he chose to bring over a bottle of Scotch whisky.
Raul poured himself a glass, didn’t even add ice, and downed it in one go.
Huang Kaiwen asked, "What’s the matter, tell me about it."
"It’s Jorge, that kid. He really looks up to you, so if you’ve got time, have a word with him for me," Raul sighed and said.
"What’s wrong with Jorge? Isn’t he very obedient?"
Huang Kaiwen inquired.
He remembered Raul’s eldest son, who always took good care of his younger brother and was a sensible child.
"What’s the use of being obedient."
Raul continued with a sigh, "That kid probably doesn’t have much talent. I’ve never seen a spark in him, and the chances of him becoming Real Madrid’s number ten are virtually nil."
Raul glanced at Huang Kaiwen.
Can you blame the Yellow Ball King for that?
There are so many kids on Earth who dream of inheriting his number ten jersey.
The Ma Family’s eldest and second eldest are both eyeing that number ten jersey fiercely.
"He’s just too obedient. I think his future might be in academics, so I’m hoping you can persuade him to not be so obsessed with soccer,"
Raul said as he continued.
This matched his impression of Raul’s son.
But Huang Kaiwen still suggested, "Don’t worry too much. Many kids are only discovered around U14."
Actually, around age 12, you can already see a certain future.
Outstanding young players often skip grades, so U14 isn’t really an issue.
"Including myself, or other players my age who are outstanding, many had already shown enough talent at his age. But you understand, Jorge is just playing blindly."
"Old man, don’t worry so much, who knows? Jorge might get the hang of it in the future,"
Huang Kaiwen advised.
Raul shook his head and sighed again.
He hoped his son would get the hang of it too.
But as a professional player, he knew his child too well.
Jorge’s current level was even worse than when he was 3 years old, and his sense of the game was terrible.
Lacking talent and soccer intelligence, he wouldn’t even qualify to play for Real Madrid’s B team, let alone the main team.
"Anyway, please just talk to him for me. I’m also planning to train him up a bit. When he goes to university, I’ll give him 300 euros a month for living expenses, to teach him to strive on his own,"
"Why don’t you just have the kid sell a kidney to pay for college!"
Huang Kaiwen retorted.
Even now, 300 euros wouldn’t necessarily be enough, as both Madrid and Barcelona are quite expensive to live in.
If you go to university in another country, the expenses would be even greater.
With inflation, by the time Jorge grows up that money might not even cover his transportation costs.
"I just want him to learn a bit of hardship, otherwise I really worry about his future,"
"Then you might as well not send him to university and have him start working in a restaurant early to earn money, or find him a job as a doorman at Real Madrid. With so little money, Jorge might not be able to finish university unless he starts picking up trash,"
Why insist on making a child who comes from a wealthy home suffer?
However, he felt that Raul was just talking.
Because Huang Kaiwen remembered that Jorge had received a sports car as a present from Raul when he came of age.
It sounds good when the child is young, but when it really comes to that time, parents can’t bear to let their child suffer.
Raul poured another glass and downed it in one gulp.
Standing up, he said, "Just have a talk with him for me. It’s unlikely he can make a living out of playing soccer in the future."
"Albert, arrange for someone to drive Raul home; he’s been drinking,"
Huang Kaiwen instructed.
said the old butler, nodding and going out to make the arrangements.
"I wonder if our kids will also be unable to play soccer in the future?"
Lily asked while sitting on Huang Kaiwen’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"If they can’t play soccer, so be it, as long as they don’t go into business, it’s fine by me,"
After all, his own talent was too great, and it was highly unlikely for his children to inherit it.
But he had made so much money that even if his kid were a bit of a spendthrift, he wouldn’t worry. What he was afraid of was the child wanting to be ambitious.
If the child were really stubborn and wanted to research something that could change the world, such as new energy or drugs, not even the Yellow Ball King’s wealth could keep up with the child’s spending.
"That would be a waste of your talent. Why don’t we have a few more?"
Lily said, her face turning red.
Huang Kaiwen patted her on the back and said, "You just focus on growing up first, otherwise all those kids are going to starve!"
"I’ll bite you to death!"
Lily exclaimed, her teeth bared as she pounced at Huang Kaiwen.
Huang Kaiwen easily avoided her by bending at the waist, then hoisted the struggling Lily onto his shoulder.
Those who dared to challenge the Yellow Ball King had to pay the price.
In educating Lily, Huang Kaiwen had forgotten to tune in to the UEFA Champions League.
Fortunately, he learned from the morning paper that Milan had eked out a 1-goal away win, with the Fishing Brother scoring personally.
Inzaghi’s celebration was full of passion, and he even received a yellow card for taking his shirt off, which meant he’d be suspended for the next match due to accumulated bookings.
Ancelotti was in for a headache.
Huang Kaiwen arrived at the team later than usual.
When he entered the locker room, he found Higuain and Cassano staring each other down.