Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Gazidis was still chattering:

"...To sum up, as long as we beat Inter Milan in the 33rd round, we will have the hope of continuing to win the championship. Otherwise, we can all take an early vacation. Pioli can go to the beach to bask in the sun, and you can also go to Qatar Accompany your wife to buy an LV bag!"

Maldini trembled!

Grandma, what are you talking about?

When my dad played for Milan, you didn't know where you were!

However, times have changed.

AC Milan is no longer an Italian team, it was sold to the Americans.

Gazidis is the CEO and Maldini's superior with great power and can fire him at any time.

Maldini suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly:

"We lost too many points in the early stage of the league. After the hard work of the whole team, only five points are left to catch up with the top spot. In the Milan Derby on the weekend, even if the whole team does not mobilize, they all understand that we must go all out. After all, this It's a six-point battle, our only chance to come back."

Gazidis snorted, put his legs on the table, folded his arms around his chest, and said to Maldini:

"I was born as the CEO of the Premier League. I came to Italy to change your backward management mechanism and cultivate your business thinking."

"Maldini, don't learn from Inter Milan's Zanetti. If you have nothing to do, don't go to orphanages, schools, and hospitals to engage in these useless charities and public welfare. For Milan at this stage, you do these things, except to create your own. Personal image of a good person will not improve the club's competitive ranking!"

"Only when we win the Serie A championship, our traffic and exposure will increase, and we will have a qualitative leap in income from TV broadcasting, commercial sponsorship, advertising, ball ticket and season ticket sales. Do you understand, Maldini? "

Gazidis talked more and more, spitting like a watering can.

"Also, my dear old Mr. Captain, I disagree with you. What does it mean that the team does not need to be mobilized?"

"Look at their tiredness in the last few games, especially the Italians in the team, who ran a lot less than last year. I have read the data, and I know it very well."

"As a technical director, you must personally go to the training ground, go to the locker room, and reiterate to the players the importance of the Milan Derby! This is related to the club's operating income and valuation, and it is also related to the tightening of financial fairness in Europe. Under the bill, how does the club maintain a balance of income and expenditure without being punished!"

"First of all, you have to pay attention to it yourself. If the sports director doesn't pay attention to it, do I still expect the players to pay attention to it? Is this the truth, Mr. Maldini..."

Maldini is bored!

He got up suddenly, walked to the glass curtain wall, and pulled the curtains.

Kaka!

I pulled it a few times, but couldn't pull it off.

"What are you doing?" Gazidis asked in surprise.

"It's so noisy, I need to draw the curtains! It's too dark in here, I need to see some sunshine to feel better!" Maldini yelled at him.

Gazidis did not expect Maldini to lose his temper like this.

He was a little intimidated.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"This is electric, I need to use the remote control!"

Gazidis pressed the electric curtain remote control, and after two beeps, the curtain slowly opened from the middle to both sides.

The bright Mediterranean sunshine floods into the office like a tide.

The carpet is covered with golden light, and the dust flying in the beam of light can be seen.

All metal and glass products in the room, crystal trophies, pen cases, doorknobs, ashtrays, and aluminum plate decorations on the table, all glisten under the sunlight.

Even Gazidis's big bald head is shiny.

"Mr. Gazidis, although you and I know that Milan is no longer the Milan of the 90s in the world. Serie A is now not as good as the Premier League and West, but you have to understand that Milan players only need to wear this jersey. , will be endowed with an innate sense of honor and mission!"

"In our first round match against Inter Milan, we were cheated by our own fans who set off fireworks and were sentenced to 0 to 3, but our players, the fighting spirit shown on the field, is completely worthy of Milan's red and black jersey. !"

"I said no need to mobilize because the whole team, including you and me, understands what this Milan derby means to the team and what this jersey means."

Maldini looked unusually angry, his long hair fluttering up and down with his voice.

He leaned over Gazidis' large desk and punched him twice.

"Don't tell me about broadcast share, advertising revenue, sponsors, tickets, I am an old Milanese, my father is in Milan, I am in Milan, and my eldest son also played in Milan. We have three generations of grandparents and grandchildren. They are all from Milan, I love Milan more than anyone else, no one knows this team better than me, even my blood is red and black!"

"You businessmen have your way of doing business, and we Milanese have our way of doing things. This is not contradictory. You can be your CEO, but don't be arrogant and point fingers at our traditional Italian football culture! "

Gazidis put his legs down, touched his shiny forehead, spread his hands towards Maldini, and said innocently:

"I'm doing this for the good of the team. You and I are both the management of AC Milan. It's not easy to achieve this position. Besides, we are all doing things for the Americans and we are responsible for the Elliott Group, aren't we? "

Maldini sneered, turned around, turned his back to Gazidis, and waved his hands disdainfully.

"I'm different from you. I'm only responsible for the Milan team and the Milan fans."

"Let me tell you, Gazidis, I retired in 2009, I could have returned to Milan then, but do you know why I didn't come back ten years later? Think about it!"

Maldini has indeed been a bit aggrieved these years.

He is highly respected in the club. When he retired in 2009, the club immediately invited him to join the management team.

But Maldini has never agreed, because AC Milan's expulsion conditions cannot satisfy him.

This condition is not salary. Maldini's deep love for Milan allows him to work for this club for free for his entire playing career.

The only difference is that Maldini is not satisfied to be a mascot, he wants real power, the authority to do things for Milan!

Therefore, it was not until 2018 that Maldini returned to AC Milan as the club's sports director.

Not enough, after Milan was acquired by the Americans, the contradictions and conflicts between foreign countries and Italian local forces have become more and more intense!

Some of the older generation don't understand why such a big and wealthy club in our country was bought by an American capitalist?

In the process of scrambling for core power, the Americans and the Italians also looked at each other differently, or even suspected each other, and played tricks secretly.

Maldini left with a flick of his sleeves, and slammed the door shut, making Gazidis tremble.

The South African stayed silent for a while, then pressed the remote control to close the electric curtains.

"Huh, I'm not very capable, but I'm not small, and I'm a gangster. The Italians have such a bad temper, and they need to be cleaned up!"

With the blackout curtains on both sides closed.

The darkness once again enveloped the Milan CEO's office, and Gazidis's bald head was also gradually dimmed.