court king

Chapter 49 Signing with AC Milan
August 51th, [-]:[-] am, Hotel [-] Buckingham Gate, London, England.

Two young men in sportswear and carrying suitcases are walking with a pick-up person in a suit.

The pick-up person is British, he knows a little Italian, and can complete some simple communication with Italians.

The pick-up person held a business card in his hand, the business card was all in Italian, and Wang Feng could only take a rough look.

Although he has read "The Road to Italy's Ace Striker".

The only thing Wang Feng could understand was the number written with a marker on the right side of the business card: 115.

Room 115 is the residence of Berlusconi.

The surrounding area is not too noisy. Although there are a group of players living here, these players are still very quiet this morning.

"Here we are." The pick-up staff said in English, Wang Feng nodded, checked the house number, took out one euro from his trouser pocket, and gave it to the pick-up staff.

"Thank you." The pick-up staff spoke Italian this time, and then turned around immediately, ready to go to the next trip.

Wang Feng and Wang Liang were standing in front of Berlusconi's door.

Wang Feng knocked on the door, and after a light knock on the door, Wang Feng heard a sound of slippers.

After a while, the sound of the slippers stopped and was replaced by the clatter of wooden doors being tossed from the wardrobe.

Then there was another sound of liquid spurting out.

Finally, the sound of leather shoes, and the rubbing of cloth objects.

Soon, the door was opened, and Berlusconi was standing in front of the door, saying in Italian: "Welcome, welcome."

At this time, he was standing in front of the door in a suit and leather shoes. He had used hair fixative and sprayed a little cologne on his hair.

Wang Feng and Wang Liang shook hands with Berlusconi. Wang Feng imitated the accent of the person who picked up the plane before and said, "Thank you."

Although his accent looked a little strange, at least the Italian in front of him could understand it.

Wang Feng and Wang Liang walked into the room, which was fairly luxuriously furnished, with a long desk for office work.

Berlusconi already has a laptop on it, along with two contracts.

Berlusconi slowly sat down on the swivel chair, which he had already arranged, and there were two swivel chairs in front of him.

He bought these swivel chairs himself.Don't even think about it.

Wang Feng and Wang Liang sat down slowly, and Berlusconi took out a black pen from the pen holder.

"Okay, now let's talk about Wang Feng's personal salary. AC Milan is going to give Wang Feng a salary of [-] euros, and a loan incentive of [-] euros." Berlusconi said.

At this time, Wang Liang suddenly said: "As a new star player, Wang Feng doesn't want a high salary, but he is at least an elite player who has played in the world. We want a salary of [-] euros. The loan reward of [-] euros remains unchanged. And we don't want liquidated damages."

Berlusconi nodded.

——He still needs to cut the price at this time.

"I think that for Wang Feng's class, his salary at the stage of [-] euros should be more appropriate." Berlusconi said. At this time, Wang Feng and Wang Liang still hesitated a little.

Although the salary has suddenly increased by [-] euros, Wang Feng feels that it is not enough.

After all, he has performed very well in the ICC and other leagues.

"Deal." Wang Feng said.

Berlusconi nodded, and then said again: "After the loan is over, we may have the intention to transfer and sign Wang Feng. I hope you can make us the first transfer team."

Wang Feng nodded, but he had one point to raise.

"However, if I have a better development prospect, for example, if Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​and Juventus want to sign with me, I'm afraid I can't accept it." Wang Feng said.

Berlusconi nodded, apparently thinking of this too.

Berlusconi proposed a good plan: "Let's do this. We are willing to give you 5 yuan for the second seat. If Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​and Juventus offer you an olive branch, we would rather accept it. But if not, please choose us."

Wang Feng nodded, and soon, Berlusconi began to write Italian on the two contracts, as well as the remarks area on the last page, which Berlusconi completed by hand.

Berlusconi gave Wang Feng two copies of the "2018-2019 Season Player Loan Agreement" filled in Italian. Berlusconi had already filled in several places on it, but these were all in Italian.

"The monthly salary, rental incentives, and additional plans have already been filled in, and you only need to sign your name."

Wang Feng also learned some Italian on the plane. Although he said he didn't learn it very well, he could at least know a few words.Wang Feng wrote the letter F on the last page of the contract, then left a blank space, wrote the three letters ENG, put a dot on it, and wrote: WANG.

When Wang Feng translated, he used his own name in English.

After Wang Feng filled out both contracts, he pressed his thumb print on the lower right corner of the last page of the contract, and a circle of red appeared.

Berlusconi still had to go through a lot of procedures. He also asked Wang Feng to write his Chinese name in the upper right corner of the contract homepage.

Berlusconi reviewed the two contracts again. After the review, he handed one contract to Wang Feng, and received the other contract in his satchel.

"Another point is that we arranged a medical examination in the gym this afternoon, and there will be a special car at that time. One point, if some abnormal factors such as illness are detected, we have the right not to sign the contract. I have also negotiated with Mubarak. If everything is healthy, we will give you a check of 15 euros." Berlusconi said.

Wang Feng nodded.

"Next, I'll take you to your room." Berlusconi said, and then opened the door, carrying their suitcases, walking in the corridor.

At this time, there was already a bit of noise in the entire corridor, and some game sound effects continued to be heard in the noise, as well as the continuous shaking of dumbbells, and the loud roar of the players.

At the end of the corridor, there is a large house, which is the residence of Wang Feng and Wang Liang.

"You two, don't you mind sleeping on the same bed?" Berlusconi asked, looking a little embarrassed.

Wang Feng shook his head, put his arms around Wang Liang and said, "You have to know, we two are brothers who have slept in the same dormitory for two years!"

Berlusconi nodded, and handed over the room card to the two, as well as their suitcases.

Wang Feng and Wang Liang inserted the cards and entered the room. Soon Berlusconi left and the two closed the door.

After Wang Liang locked the door, Wang Feng immediately stood in front of the bed, leaning against the wall, and took out an AC Milan fan jersey from his suitcase that he had bought online.

Wang Feng's name has been written on it: FW.

Wang Feng was leaning against the wall, and Wang Liang had already taken out his mobile phone from his pocket and started shooting.

Wang Liang nodded, and Wang Feng immediately said, "Hello, fans all over the world. I am Manchester City's first-team striker Wang Feng. I am currently in London, England. Yesterday I completed a one-year loan contract with AC Milan. I have temporarily joined AC Milan. In the afternoon, I will go to the AHWC gym for a physical examination."

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he immediately switched to English and said it again.

　ps: The English version of the passage just now: Hello, fans around the world, I'm wang feng, a forward for Manchester city. I am now in London, England. Yesterday I signed a one-year loan deal with AC milan. In the afternoon, I will go to AHWC gym for a physical examination.
　　
　
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