Expelled from the national football team and rewarded the king of the ball, Belica

Facing Lin Mo's contempt, Rossi felt like a bolt from the blue.

"What? Who gave you the courage to say that Italian football is not much better than Long Guo?"

Rossi looked at Lin Mo in disbelief, as if looking at a madman.

You know, Italy has won the World Cup four times. In the football world, it is only one less than the top-ranked Samba country, and it is tied for second with the winner.

Such a great achievement is not worth mentioning in Lin Mo's mouth?
However, Lin Mo sneered.

"You said that I would win the World Cup if I joined your country of Italy, but it seems that you haven't made it to the World Cup for two consecutive times, so you have the nerve to laugh at our country of Dragon?"

"I think your country of Yi and our country of Long are just like laughing at a hundred steps at fifty steps!"

Although Lin Mo knew that what he said was a bit unreasonable, but Rossi had despised the Dragon Kingdom first, so he had to defend and counterattack.

Moreover, it is an indisputable fact that Italy, as a football powerhouse, was blocked from the World Cup twice in a row.

What he said was understandable.

"This...you..."

At this moment, Rossi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and his face turned pale with anger.

Lin Mo's saying that is tantamount to adding salt to the wound.

Missing the World Cup twice in a row is an unbearable pain for the Italian country. Now that Lin Mo pointed it out nakedly, Rossi couldn't accept it for a while.

"We are only temporary, but if you look at our glorious history, we are definitely one of the strongest contenders for the World Cup."

Rossi still refused to give up, trying to convince Lin Mo from the glorious history of Italy.

There was nothing wrong with what he said in the first place.

But Lin Mo was already preconceived, thinking that he should not offend Long Guo.

So he didn't give Rossi any good looks at all, he answered coldly.

"Heroes don't mention being brave in the past. Your ancestors were indeed rich, but today is different from the past. At best, you are now on the same starting line as Longguo."

"May I ask why I must represent your Italian country in the competition, why can't I represent the Dragon country in the competition to win the World Cup?"

Lin Mo's words were plausible and impassioned.

Rossi was taken aback after hearing this, and it took him a long time to realize that he could hardly believe his ears.

"What? Lead Dragon Kingdom to win the World Cup?"

Rosie had never heard such a funny joke, which was more absurd than the Arabian Nights.

"Lin Mo, stop joking, unless the sun rises from the west, your Dragon Kingdom will never win the World Cup."

"Lin Mo, I admit that you have great potential, but football is not a one-person sport. Even Messi and Ronaldo, without the help of their teammates, cannot win the World Cup."

"I'm afraid their teammates are much better than those pig teammates of your Dragon Kingdom?"

Rossi spoke like a cannonball.

In his opinion, Lin Mo's idea was too naive.

"That's not necessarily the case, I don't think it's worse than your Italian country at least."

Although Lin Mo didn't dare to insist that Longguo would definitely win the World Cup, he didn't allow Rossi to insult the players of Longguo like this.

It is true that abilities vary, but due respect is still a must.

Since Rossi looks down on the players of Longguo so much, there is no need to go on.

Not much speculation.

Lin Mo made a gesture of invitation to see off the guests.

Seeing Lin Mo's tough attitude, Rossi knew that it would be difficult to change his mind for a while, so she got up depressed.

"Lin Mo, I won't give up. You think about it first, and I'll come to you later."

After speaking, Rossi took her staff and left Lin Mo's room.

Although he suffered great humiliation from Lin Mo, he didn't want to give up.

First of all, he boasted a lot from the president of the Football Association. If he can't complete the task, he can't hand over the job.

Furthermore, Lin Mo is indeed a rare football genius. If he can be successfully naturalized, then the great revival of Italy will be just around the corner.

Not long after Rossi left Lin Mo's room with someone, another familiar figure appeared at the door of Lin Mo's room.

This person is Liu Qingbin, the head of the Dragon National Football Association.

Looking at Rossi and his assistant who came out of Lin Mo's room, Liu Qingbin couldn't help frowning?
"who are they?"

Seeing that they are all dressed in suits and leather shoes, they are obviously not members of the coaching staff.

Who are these people?What did they want Lin Mo for?

For a moment, Liu Qingbin's mind turned around.

Now Lin Mo is a vital figure in Longguo football, and Liu Qingbin dare not be negligent.

So once there was any movement, it made him feel extremely nervous.

While he was thinking, he had already arrived at the door of Lin Mo's room.

Liu Qingbin reached out and knocked on the door of the room.

"Damn, come back again? Is it over yet?"

Lin Mo couldn't help frowning, he thought it was Rossi who left and came back, which made him quite impatient.

He flung open the door.

"I have already told you very clearly, there is no need to talk about this matter again, I will not agree..."

Only then did he realize that it was not Rossi standing in front of him, but Liu Qingbin.

"Uh, I'm really sorry, President Liu, I didn't expect it to be you, why are you here?"

Lin Mo touched his head in embarrassment, this oolong is a bit big.

"It's nothing, I came here specifically to watch the UEFA final."

"Why, don't you invite me in for a sit down?"

Liu Qingbin looked at Lin Mo with a half-smile.

"Oh, President Liu, please come in!"

Lin Mo quickly let Liu Qingbin in.

"Lin Mo, who were those two people just now? Did they come to trouble you? Do you want me to help you out?"

Liu Qingbin asked tentatively.

"Um, they are members of the Italian Football Association, just don't worry about them."

Lin Mo didn't hide it.

He does not mean that.

When Liu Qingbin heard that the two men were members of the Italian Football Association, he became extremely nervous.

"Damn, so to speak, Italy is planning to poach people."

Liu Qingbin thought secretly in his heart, if that was the case, it would be dangerous.

"Lin Mo, you didn't promise them anything, did you?"

Liu Qingbin asked cautiously.

Lin Mo understood immediately. It seemed that he had caused Liu Qingbin's misunderstanding.

Quickly laughed and explained.

"Of course not, President Liu, don't worry, I know my identity."

Lin Mo comforted Liu Qingbin.

Liu Qingbin nodded, but the Italian country's desire to snatch people has already been confirmed.

Lin Mo didn't agree to them now, but it doesn't mean he won't agree in the future.

It looks like this is a potentially huge problem.