King's Landing Nottingham

Chapter 898 Shop around and throw it away!
Chapter 0898 shop around and throw it away!

Who is Mr. Moggie?

For Wei Xun and the other three juniors, what is their life like so far, and how many achievements they have made, they all have a little idea.

How good and capable they are, they even alarmed Mr. Moggi, the talker of Italian football, and came to the airport to greet the three unknown men in person!
***** Personal reception, the niece of the second uncle of a small chief from a third world country.

Well, that's probably the case.

You can't be flattered when you say this one by one.

"Oh, uncle, it's just us, you can send two people over here, why don't you bother to go there yourself!"

Wei Xun was the first to react. He dropped the suitcase in his hand very simply, and the crisp sound of "Bang Dang" stunned both partners.

"Fuck, what the hell!"

Fortunately, Marotta reacted quickly, otherwise he would have hit his own foot. Even his leather shoes could not withstand this level of attack.

Although Jorge Mendes was far away, he was also frightened by Wei Xun's action. Isn't this just a sudden stop on the highway?
How can Wei Xun care about this? What a face the old man can come to pick him up in person!
Someone had a good idea. Anyway, Giuseppe Marotta and Jorge Mendes behind him would naturally help him lift it up, so Wei Xun was particularly relaxed when doing this movement.

Without worrying about losing things, he was naturally extremely relaxed.

It doesn't matter if you lose something. There is nothing important in the box. If you lose it, you lose it. At worst, you can buy it again.

As for the check that Brother Tai gave him, he had to carry it with him. Every few minutes, Wei Xun had to put his hand into his coat pocket and feel for it.

"Hehe, why don't I come? Your Notts County club can do it. They are going to dig out the core midfielder of our Italian national team. I have to do something, right?"

Without Mr. Moggi's instructions, four handsome men in black took the luggage from Giuseppe Marotta and Jorge Mendes.

"Look at the quality of the front-line staff of the Juventus Security Department. This is really no one's eyesight. And look at the gang of Notts County Security Department. It's really a comparison!"

Giuseppe Marotta secretly vowed in his heart that after returning to the Notts County Club, he must make a good rectification, and it is inevitable to use the bottom elimination mechanism appropriately.

Other clubs have already used these tactics, and Notts County Club will have to catch up.

"Mr. Moggie..."

"Mr. Moggie!"

"Giuseppe!"

"Jorge!"

Giuseppe Marotta and Jorge Mendes shook hands with Mr. David Moggi successively, and several people stood at the gate of Turin Airport and exchanged a few words.

The sun was shining in the sky, the wind was blowing, and it was still a little hot.

Wei Xun and the others all wore sunglasses, but the old man couldn't take it anymore. He was too old to handle the heat wave.

A little sun exposure is calcium supplementation, and too much sun exposure is fatal.

"Let's go, let's go, don't watch, I'll treat everyone to a meal first, then take a bath, and talk about business tomorrow."

Mr. Moggie led the three of them into the extended Lincoln first. After that, it was another scene.

Countless movies he had watched in his previous life were rolling in Wei Xun's mind, and lengthening Lincoln seemed to be an indispensable prop in those scenes.

But the one I sat in was not quite the same as the one in the movie. Mr. Moggie's extended Lincoln was not a high-tech product, but the decoration inside was very luxurious.

In this stretched Lincoln, there are so many things people can do.

Thinking about it, the old man is not James Bond, a British spy. Why are there so many guns and cannons in the car?

Even if you are an Italian mafia, you have to sell the old man to save face when you encounter problems.

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Men, it's nothing more than a few hobbies.

Just say Jianguo's father, didn't he put two rows of beauties in the car?

No matter how old he is and how capable he is, this problem cannot be corrected anyway.

When Wei Xun came over in the past, he usually brought his wife Mr. Huang with him. Today he came with two male companions, so the old man naturally had to arrange some special programs.

"Wei, what should I say, are you going to arrange some Asian faces for you today, or do as the Romans do?"

The old man's eyes were very charming, Giuseppe Marotta next to him smiled lightly, and Jorge Mendes on the opposite side looked calm and breezy.

The Portuguese has been hanging out with the managers of various clubs in the world football all the year round. This kind of thing has long been so familiar.

Maybe, Jorge Mendez still knows the girl introduced by Mr. Moggi.

At that time, it is necessary to say something delicately:
"Master, you haven't been here for a long time..."

Those resentful little eyes wished to pinch water.

"What? Uncle, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand what you mean..."

"Pretend! When you come to my place, you still pretend?"

Mr. Moggie smiled so happily that he grinned like something, enough to stuff a big egg.

"It's good to be reserved, but it's unnecessary in front of old friends, right, Wei?"

Jorge Mendes stepped forward and threw a step to Wei Xun. He knew exactly what kind of person Wei Xun was.

It's all here, why pretend to be prudish?

"Hehe, hehe, let's do as the Romans do. After such a long flight, we all need a massage to relax."

Someone smiled awkwardly, leaned his head on the extended Lincoln leather seat, closed his eyes pretendingly, and stopped talking.

That night, under the hospitality of Mr. David Moji, several people washed off their exhaustion. At the same time, Lao Jia, the general manager of the Milan club, also suddenly appeared beside them.

Carrying guns together, going through windows together, and going through women's careers together, this can enhance the friendship between the two parties.

The relationship between Lao Jia and the management of the Notts County Club has always been good. Wei Xun had a lot of trouble and baldness when it came to the matter of Esaias and Rivaldo.

Both Esaias and Rivaldo have retired, how to renew their relationship with Notts County Club?
Look, this opportunity has come!

Really fulfilled that sentence, when you doze off, someone will hand you a pillow, just in time.

Now, several people don't have a single thread on their bodies, they meet each other sincerely, chatting, and the scene quickly reached a climax.

They clearly agreed to start talking about business tomorrow, but several people couldn't bear their temper, and their faces were all eager to try.

The three members of the Notts County Club were interrupted by each other at that point every time, almost unable to hold back.

Everyone is not a slow person!

Soon, the pretentiousness of several people was wiped out. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the clubhouse waiter coming in to deliver food, the topic was brought to Andrea Pirlo's transfer to Notts County Club. .

"Andrea..."

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(End of this chapter)