my name is colane

Chapter 120 Pig Food
Unfortunately, at the entrance of the restaurant, I ran into the players of the team. The players who were joking just now stopped laughing and stood at the door in a proper manner, "Hi, boss! Hello Luka!"

Hugo looked at this group of cowering players, and couldn't help but think in his heart, beat a slacker, as for your such a big reaction? !Usually these players are not close to him, but they are not so respectful!

"What's wrong with you guys?! Are you scared one by one?! Am I that scary?! That son of a bitch is just a slacker. I beat him when I couldn't stand it anymore. Don't think I'm A violent person, I am actually very gentle! I am also a young man, some of you are older than me, don't call me the boss, just like calling Luka, you can call me Gigi or Hugo!"

"As long as you work hard, how can I beat people at will? As I said before, the rule here is to listen to the coach. If you obey, you will be fine. No one will trouble you! Okay, okay, from now on Let's get along slowly, and you will know if what I said is true! I am easy to get along with!"

After Hugo finished speaking, he didn't care whether they understood or not, and entered the restaurant first. Fortunately, those players went out after eating, otherwise they really didn't know whether to eat or not. Luca Tony smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone go out to play Come on, from now on, you will know that Jiji is actually very easy to get along with!"

After speaking, he also entered the restaurant to have dinner.

The rest of the players looked at each other, finally relieved, Menela let out a hey, and laughed, "What are we worried about, anyway, the boss is not targeting us, so why be so nervous!"

"I heard that Luka took this number!" Someone made a gesture, of course they really heard it, the salary of the players is a secret between each other, no one knows who, unless the two people have a good relationship, will be revealed.

Everyone looked at the gesture Pepe, who gestured 7, "7?!"

"Cut, what is 7! It is said to be 7 figures!" Pepe said contemptuously.

Everyone is stunned, is this fake, Luca Toni can get a star salary in Serie A, or even a famous star salary? !

"Bragging! Romans, can bragging be reliable! 7 figures, millions, you can brag, as long as you are happy!"

"Who did you hear that from?!"

……

Everyone asked Simone Pepe in a hurry as they walked. Only Meirelles and Bosingwa were like two followers. They couldn’t understand what everyone was discussing. For them, the most important thing at this stage is to imitate , The teammates do what they do, they are all young people and they don’t exclude them. They will be called when they go to Trapani, but there is really no communication with each other.

"I heard what Robert Sabatino from the restaurant said!" Pepe replied truthfully.

"Cut!" It didn't take long to come, but everyone knew that the fat chef Robert Sabatino in the restaurant loved to brag, and he knew all the stories about Hugo.

"Don't you believe it?!" Pepe laughed.

"Do not believe!"

"Haha, I don't believe it either! I'm just kidding everyone!" Pepe smiled happily, and the big guy couldn't help but chase him, wanting to beat him up, but of course Pepe ran away cleverly.

"Hey, hey, don't you believe it?! I believe it!" Menela shouted after catching up with these guys at a high speed.

"Last year the team was still in Serie A, but this year it's only C[-]. I've never heard of a player who can earn millions of dollars at this level!" Stendaldo obviously didn't believe it, "Unless the boss is a lunatic Not too far!"

"Isn't the boss crazy?! He can do a lot of crazy things! It is said that it is true that those idiots of Brocchi were imprisoned, but there is someone to help him, and the amateur league can't do anything about him! I know whether Luca Tony is there or not. Before coming to Trapani, he played for a team in the C[-] League and performed well. There is no reason to come here, but he still came. Could it be that he is related to the boss? I think it is because of money! Among you Who is transferred here not for money, how much money can he earn by going to other teams?!" Menela asked rhetorically.

A few of them are young people, and they quickly figure out their salary when they get together. Everyone is doing it for money. The treatment here is undoubtedly very good. It is definitely the best for their age and experience, like Bu The hopeful stars of the Juventus youth academy like Roddy have already signed a professional contract, but their annual salary is only a mere [-] after tax, which is twice as low as the lowest among them.

Not to mention that salary is one aspect. The boss still has bonuses in the middle of the season or at the end of the season. Last season, it was said that the boss was very generous. Whether he left or stayed in the team, he got a lot of money.

Menella and Stendardo are the only two left on loan, and they can also get bonuses from the boss. They are different from Brody and Trapani is responsible for their salaries, but their salaries Very low, less than [-] for Menella and less than [-] for Stendardo.

The two came here looking for a chance to play, strive for a good performance, and return to their home team. Menela still has a choice. He can also choose Messina. If the fruit is more favorable, so I chose here.

Stendaldo had no choice, and Sampdoria sent him here directly, thinking that he needed to accumulate game experience.

Stendaldo was originally unwilling to come here. He debuted in the Naples youth training camp and had experience in Serie A. There was only one game. Naples didn’t want him. He went to Sampdoria in Serie B. Who knew where he was? He also couldn't play the game, and only played 5 times in Serie B, and 5 times were all substitutes, disappointed and disappointed!

Sampdoria persuaded him earnestly to make him change his mind.

"But this million-dollar salary is outrageous, unbelievable!" Barzagli said.

"How can we understand the madman's world! I think it is possible! Oh, I didn't catch up with the good time, why didn't the boss think of me last year?! Maybe I came at that time and could get such a high salary. !” Grosso spoke, his face full of longing.

Everyone is looking forward to, if it was so good to come here last year, maybe we will become millionaires.

In the restaurant, Hugo fiddled with the braised pork on the plate. The boss was very special. He found a broken cookbook from somewhere, and handed it to the restaurant supervisor, saying that I will live here in the future, and you all follow this recipe. Get me something to eat.

It’s not that Hugo is not used to eating Sicilian food, it’s just that he didn’t live at home or eat at home during this period of time. When he came to the training base, he suddenly wanted to improve his food, so he found this Chinese food recipe. Let the chef here learn and cook for him. He is the boss and he is right in everything he says.

No one will, it doesn't matter if you learn it, you have to learn it, get it for Hugo to eat!

"What is this?!" Luca Tony ate what was on his plate and looked at Hugo's dark dishes. Today is different from usual.

"Braised pork, a Chinese delicacy, but today they cook it like pig food!"

"I'll try it!"

"Okay, come and try!"

"Ah bah! Bah bah bah! This taste is so strange! Why is it so salty?!" Tony took a fork and tasted it, and it tasted too salty.

"Yeah, the color is not bright, it's too much! It's too salty, it's too much! It doesn't force out the oil, it tastes too greasy, it's too much!... Mario, Mario..." Hugo shouted loudly .

A thin and tall man appeared in front of Hugo at a speed of sprinting [-] meters, "Giji, are you looking for me?!"

Here comes Mario Castelnuovo, manager of the restaurant at the training base, a native of Trapani.

"Come and taste it!" Hugo forked a piece of meat.

Mario Castelnuovo frowned while eating, but still held back his throat and swallowed.

"How does it taste?!" Hugo grinned.

Castelnuovo knew that this might be the prelude to the approaching storm. It stands to reason that he should be a good restaurant manager, take the money comfortably, and keep the food clean. Hugo never found fault with him, but, But since Hugo came to the training base to live, Mario Castelnuovo’s good days are over. If he wants to eat Chinese food, Castelnuovo forces the chef of the restaurant to learn. He buys it from far away Naples and Rome. Food, but Hugo always picks thorns every time he eats. This is not good, that is not good. Every time he will be trained like a dog, and today he will inevitably be trained again.

"It's not good!" Castelnuovo replied truthfully.

"Which bastard made it for me?! Let him come to see me!" Hugo scolded.

Castelnuovo breathed a sigh of relief. In the past, he was the one who was punished, but today Hugo blamed it on the chef. How could he know that Hugo remembered that it was his favorite food in the past when he saw the braised pork today. This cook sucks.

"You won't do anything to him, will you?!" Tony asked.

"No, I thought of something just now. Since the workers at home have been fooled, why don't these guys get some money out? They spend the club's money, and they should bleed. This time I want to You have to be justified!" Hugo had thought of this.

It was Robert Sabatino who made the braised pork for Hugo today. The fat Sabatino is only over 1.7 meters, but because of his fat body, he is much fatter than Celli, like a meat ball.

"It's you, Robert!" Hugo knew everyone in the club. There were not many employees at first, but now there are less than 100 people in the two places plus players and coaches, about 70 to [-] people.

"Uh, it's me, Gigi, the dishes I cook are not to your liking?! Wait a minute, I'll make them again right away!" Sabatino was sweating on his forehead, stammered, and turned to leave.

"Stop, who told you to leave?! You go to the kitchen and bring me another pig's food?!" Hugo scolded.

(End of this chapter)