Beast King Costa

Chapter 114 Promise
"The chicken wings are ready!"

When Diego put the grilled chicken wings, crispy chicken bones, corn, and leeks on the plate, Caesar on the other end had already cleaned up the grilled beef just in accordance with the requirements of the "CD-ROM Project".

"Damn it! Don't you even keep a piece of beef for me?!"

"Oh, barbecue is such junk food, young people should eat less... Oh! I won't give you the wine, you can drink orange juice."

"I bother!"

Diego rolled his eyes: "Who said that in the Real King of Football System, no matter what you eat, it will have no impact on your body?"

"I'm not afraid that you are used to eating junk food in the Real Ball King system. You can't restrain yourself in real life and eat those all day long. Professional athletes do have to eat more, but they also have to eat healthy. It has to be nutritionally balanced. Things like these are not nutritious... Oh, I'm going! It's so delicious!"

Before Diego finished loading the plate, Caesar grabbed a warm chicken wing and began to gnaw on it: "Well... Diego, it would be great if there was a Real Chef system, I can guarantee that you will definitely become the world's No. A chef."

"What about the Real Chef system?"

Diego shook his head helplessly: "It's better to set up a real rich system and let me be the richest man in the world. It's like that movie called "The Richest Man in Tomatoes", which made me rack my brains all day thinking how to spend ten dollars. Billion, how happy that would be."

"For a good professional football player, making money is so easy, it's not challenging at all..."

Caesar said to Diego solemnly: "As your ability and reputation continue to rise, you will soon be able to get a big contract from the club. At that time, do you still worry about money? Then you will be with you." It’s the same as the movie I mentioned, racking my brains to figure out how to spend my money.”

After all, Caesar was quite emotional when he played football when he was young: "Think about when we played football at that time. When we were in the youth team, we only had a living allowance of tens of reals a week. Everyone got a lot of money after playing games every weekend. When it comes to living allowances, the first thing to do is to cover up the money, for fear of being stolen. Later, when I joined the first team, my weekly salary went to several hundred reais. At that time, I could keep a lot of money besides daily life .When I save a lot of money, I always think about how to spend it.”

"So it's time to live a life of debauchery, right?"

"Hey! That's the reason..."

Caesar showed a fascinated smile: "At that time, Rio de Janeiro was a man's paradise, and there were places for you to spend money everywhere - red light districts, bars, underground black boxing, blackjack, Russian roulette... It can be said that only you can't think of it. There is nothing they can't provide. In the whole of Brazil, apart from drug lords, arms dealers, gangsters, and politicians, we football players are the richest. Hey! You don't know, girl from Rio de Janeiro, That figure, that face, and that job are simply the best in the world!"

"Oh……"

Regarding this, Diego seemed quite indifferent—compared to those things YY Caesar said, Diego was more willing to enjoy the delicacies he baked.

Although he was reborn on a Brazilian, Diego doesn't call the Brazilians' life of indulgence in feasting, extravagance and pleasure at all.

After nine years of compulsory education plus three years of high school education with Chinese characteristics, Diego pursues a life of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. He has no interest in the so-called "fun" in Caesar's mouth.

"hey-hey!"

Seeing Diego's indifferent face, Caesar curled his lips and smiled: "You are still young, when you are two years older and have more money in your pocket, you will also like that kind of life—it's really great ! Holding each other in each arm, bottle after bottle of fine wine, and fine Cuban cigars...tsk tsk."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Seeing that Caesar had turned into a "pig brother" face in his memories, Diego said that he couldn't stand it any longer. He was really worried that if Caesar continued to recall it like this, would he reveal some past romantic history and tarnish his pure heart? up.

"Since you mentioned 'making money', let's discuss the serious matter of 'making money'!"

After eating the chicken wings in his hand, Diego took a sip of orange juice, and then got down to business seriously.

"Well, I should have told you before? After this season, I have to transfer to other teams, so that my agent, Mr. Jorge Mendes, can help Braga raise enough finances. Funds to fill the current financial deficit. My idea is probably to stay in the Portuguese Super League and continue to hone! But the question now is, which team should I choose as my home?"

"Of course they are the three giants of the Portuguese Super League!"

Caesar didn't even have to think: "It's a waste of time to play elsewhere - even I think it's a waste of time to play in Braga."

"That's the problem!"

Diego shrugged helplessly: "Now, the three major Portuguese Super League clubs have all made me transfer offers, but I really don't know which team to choose as my next home."

"So, do you think this is the trouble of happiness?"

At this moment, Caesar finally satisfied his appetite temporarily. After taking a sip of whiskey full of smoky Scotch flavor, he continued in satisfaction: "I have to pour a basin of cold water on you, this is definitely not a trouble of happiness. , even, once you make a wrong choice, you are likely to sit on the bench for several years."

Hearing this, Diego couldn't help but frown: "Huh? What do you mean by this?"

"It's easy to understand!"

Caesar stared into Diego's eyes with a half-smile: "Let me ask you one thing - have the three giants of the Portuguese Super League promised you anything? For example, playing time, main position, generous treatment?"

"This……"

When Diego was asked by Caesar, he understood.

The transfer intention quotations of the three giants of the Portuguese Super League are very likely to be just thinking about "scratching the lottery ticket"!
"Diego, although you played well in Braga. But the three giants will not give you any promises because of your current score of 4 goals in 5 games - there is a high probability that they will let you play. Youth team, B team, until the head coach of the first team approves, they are promoted to the first team to compete with the main players for playing time."

"Yes... alas!"

After listening to Caesar's Chi Guoguo analysis, Diego couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.

"You have to understand a truth: In the [-]-year Portuguese Super League, except for the three giants, the other teams are all playing the role of green leaves. Even if one or two teams pop up occasionally, it is just a flash of fireworks. So, for the three giants of the Portuguese Super League, the young players who have emerged in other teams are just 'potential stocks', not 'blue chip stocks'."

"so……"

Diego tentatively asked: "Do you think I shouldn't play for the three giants of the Portuguese Super League?"

"It's not that you shouldn't, but you have to look at the attitudes of the three giants before making a decision..."

While pouring the wine, Caesar said: "If any of the three giants is willing to promise you playing time, then go decisively. If they don't give you any promises, then there is no need to waste time—pick one A team that is willing to commit to the main position, and work hard for another two years. I believe that by that time, the three giants will use the main position to offer you an olive branch."

"Two more years?"

Hearing this, Diego was quite discouraged.

"Why are you thinking so much now!"

Caesar reluctantly added orange juice to Diego: "Maybe, your performance at the Stadium of Light tonight will attract the three giants to promise you playing time? Then the problem will be solved!"

Seeing that Diego was still looking disappointed, Caesar hurriedly urged Diego: "I said, Chef Diego, I've finished discussing the serious matter with you, so hurry up and grill the meat, I don't have any meat to serve with wine. "

(PS: Helpless! Fagani’s whistleblowing tonight is really disgusting! Lao Mouzi doubts whether he can get out of Guangzhou. Although the referee’s scale is a big problem, Evergrande’s game tonight is really disappointing. Crosses from the side went directly to the bottom line many times, Taliska was addicted to personal combat, and when Xing Lushen made a header to grab the spot, no one was marking at all... In short! AFC Champions League final, Al Hilal, come on! Giovinco, come on!)

(End of this chapter)