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"The game is over. Croatia won the game with three goals and still leads the group in the European Cup qualifiers."

"In this game, we saw the overall side of the Croatian boys. Their condition is getting better and better, they can always use dazzling offensive routines, and their defense is also very stable. I think there is no big chance of qualifying for the European Cup. That’s a question, I’m already looking forward to the 2008 European Cup, what surprises these boys can bring us!”

At the end of the game, players from both sides were shaking hands.

Arshavin took the initiative to find Suker to exchange jerseys.

"Master Hala!"

Suk gave a thumbs up and handed over the jersey.

Arshavin looked strange and said, "I can speak English!"

"Nais!"

Suk immediately switched to English.

Arshavin shook his head, guessing that Suk's English was not particularly good.

There was a language barrier, and they had no intention of talking more. After exchanging jerseys, the two of them left.

Suk looked at Arshavin's back.

The current Czar is still a little immature, and the real explosion will have to wait until the 2008 European Cup and the Premier League.

However, even Arshavin at his peak could not reach Suker's current height.

"Let's go, it's time for us to thank the fans!"

The Croatian players came to the sidelines, interacted with the fans and thanked the fans.

In the stands, the two young people looked extremely excited.

"What a kick!"

"come on! Come on!"

Kovacic shouted excitedly.

His eyes were shining. This game made his blood boil. The opponent was Russia!

But Croatia beat them like they were chopping vegetables.

Suker, Modric, Vukojevic, each of these people is better than the other.

"I can't wait any longer!" Kovacic turned around and said, "Train with me later."

The companion nodded slightly.

He seemed taciturn, but his eyes were fixed on the Croatian players on the court.

To be precise, it’s the shirts they wear!

After this game, his heart was equally excited, and he also wanted to join this group.

His name is Marcelo Brozovic, and he is currently in the youth team of Dinamo Zagreb. He and Kovacic are teammates in the youth team.

On the other side of the stand, a teenager, accompanied by his parents, looked at Su Ke and others in front of him.

"Deyang, we should go!"

The mother shouted and tugged, but the boy didn't move.

"Let me watch for a while!" The young man turned his head, and you could see that his immature face was full of expectation.

"I want to play football with them!"

The mother did not speak, but the father on the side smiled and said, "Then you have to work harder. They are the Croatian national football team, the most powerful people in this country!"

"Look!"

The young man said excitedly.

His name is Dejan Lovren, and he is playing in the first team of Zenica, Bosnia and Herzegovina, but he has decided that he will definitely transfer to a Croatian team in the future.

Across the stands, Perisic looked at the cheering fans around him.

He was also extremely excited. After all, Croatia won the game, and in such a wonderful way.

However, his mood was also extremely complicated.

Perisic, who is still playing for Hajduk's first team, his goal during the youth training period was Suker.

But looking at Suk's performance at this time, his heart began to waver.

Have you set your goals too high?

After seeing Suker's performance in this game with his own eyes, even the arrogant Perisic was calmed down.

There is no comparison between the two sides at all!

One is Hajduk's starter.

The other is the offensive core of the giant AC Milan and the golden boot in both the Champions League and Serie A.

However, Perisic did not give up and clenched his fist hard.

The current goal is to join the Croatian national team first.

Before the 2008 European Cup, he must be selected for the national team!

This also requires him to perform better!

Amid fierce applause, the Croatian players began to leave the field.

In the locker room, everyone was packing their packages and chatting.

The end of this game represents the complete entry into the holiday stage.

"Where are you going to play?"

Duimovich leaned over and asked.

Modric: "I'm going to Spain. The last vacation location was very nice. I plan to take my girlfriend there again."

"Why don't you take me with you?"

"Don't get involved in this world of two people!" Vukojevich complained.

Modric apologized: "Sorry, Tommy, we just want to go on vacation with two people this time!"

Duimovich nodded and turned to look at Vukojevic.

"Where are you going?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I'll be a lightbulb for you!"

"Get out!"

"Don't get out! Just go!"

Everyone watched the two bickering with laughter.

Simic laughed for a while, turned to look at Suk and said, "Where are you going to go on vacation?"

"Vacation?!" Suk's voice was too high, with a hint of resentment in his tone; "What kind of vacation is this? I want to go back to work!"

"The season is over, where are you going to work?"

Su Ke said quietly, "You don't understand the pain of too many commercial endorsements."

In one season, Su Ke accepted six commercial endorsements, of which he had to shoot four commercials and attend five events. Counting other schedules, he could just fill up a vacation.

Others are going on vacation, he is going to work, he is going to make money!

damn it!

On the last night, everyone gathered again at Su Ke's manor.

After a night of lively gatherings, they dispersed the next day. Those who should be on vacation should be on vacation, those who should be light bulbs should be light bulbs, and those who should be working should be at work.

Suk took the next day's flight back to Milan.

As soon as he landed, Zolanqi was already waiting at the airport.

"I just got off the plane!" Suk said with wide eyes.

Zolanqi nodded; "Yes, it's time for you to work. You will go to shoot commercials in the afternoon and attend events in the evening. The whole schedule is very full. I have calculated that you can rest for two days in between. Before the start of the season, you can still Rest for three more days.”

Su Ke did the math and held out five fingers.

"My vacation is only five days?"

Zoranci corrected; "Maybe five days!"

Finally, Suk was dragged into the car by Zolanqi. Starting from the afternoon, Suk would have to work.

Although he also wanted to play, he had no choice. The money was collected and he had to go out to work.

Suker is working, Ancelotti is also working, and the whole Milan is also running at high speed.

At the end of each season, the club is very busy.

They need to prepare early for the new season, year-end settlement, transfer budget, etc. Various tasks are coming one after another.

After a season of hard one-line combat, Ancelotti once again deeply understood the importance of the bench.

He needs to buy someone!

Buy people like crazy!

Moreover, AC Milan won the Champions League again, and their lost market appeal has been restored to a certain extent.

At this time, it happens to be the time to strengthen the lineup.

Ancelotti has even thought about the choice of buying people and is waiting for the funds to be available.

But the money did not come. Milan Vice Chairman Galliani came in person and brought bad news.

"Sorry, Carlo, we don't have a big transfer budget this season."

Looking at Galliani's helpless expression, Ancelotti was also uneasy.

"Not much. How much?"

Galliani held out four fingers.

Ancelotti immediately closed his eyes.

It can’t be 400 million, it can only be 40 million!

But what can 40 million do?

Forget about Su Ke, even Kaka can’t afford it.

Ancelotti still refused to give up.

"Is this really true? We won the Champions League again and you didn't get any new sponsorship funds?"

"I received it, but... it's all been moved to fill the holes. This is the only thing I can leave in your hands."

Looking at Ancelotti's disappointed expression, Galliani also felt apologetic.

After all, people have worked hard to help Milan win the Champions League and win the league championship. This really shouldn't be the case.

"How about I add another 5 million to the budget?"

Ancelotti's expression turned even uglier.

Galliani sneered. He comforted him a few words and said some encouraging words, such as "the future will get better", "difficulties are temporary" and other poisonous chicken soup.

He knew Ancelotti wouldn't listen, but there was nothing he could do.

No money!

Milan really has no money!

After Galliani left, Ancelotti shook his head and sighed. This was the poorest time he had been in the transfer period.

There was still 50 million last season, and this season is the Champions League again. It's the league championship again, but the transfer budget has become smaller.

Of course, he also understands that the 50 million last season may have been earned by Galliani from Berlusconi, and this is a sum of money that must be repaid.

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