My name is Colani

Unfortunately, at the door of the restaurant, I happened to run into the players of the team. The players who were laughing and joking just now stopped laughing and stood at the door politely, "Hello, boss! Hello, Luka!"

Hugo looked at this group of timid players and couldn't help but think to himself, damn these lazy guys, are you guys reacting so big? ! Usually these players are not close to him, but they are not so respectful!

"What's wrong with you?! Are you scared one by one?! Am I that scary?! That son of a bitch is just a lazy guy. I beat him up when I couldn't stand it anymore. Don't think I'm A violent person, but I am actually very gentle! I am also a young man, some of you are older than me. You don’t need to call me boss, just like you call me Luca, you can just call me Gigi or Hugo!”

"As long as you work hard, why would I hit people randomly? I have said before that the rules here are to listen to the coach. If you obey, you will be fine. No one will cause you trouble! Okay, okay, from now on. As we get along slowly, you will know if what I say is true! I am a very easy person to get along with!”

After Hugo finished speaking, he didn't care whether they understood or not, and entered the restaurant first. Fortunately, those players had finished eating and went out, otherwise they would really not know whether to eat or not. Luca Toni smiled and said to everyone: "Let's go out and play. Come on, you will know that Jiji is actually very easy to get along with!"

After saying that, he also entered the restaurant to have dinner.

The remaining players looked at each other and were finally relieved. Menela sighed and laughed, "What are we worried about? The boss is not targeting us anyway, so why be so nervous!"

"I heard Luca got this amount!" someone made a gesture. Of course, they had really heard about it. Players' salaries are a secret between each other. No one knows whose salary it is, unless the two people have a good relationship. will be revealed.

Everyone looked at Pepe making gestures, and Pepe made the gesture 7, "70,000?!"

"Tsk, what's 70,000! It's said to be seven figures!" Pepe said contemptuously.

Everyone is shocked. Is this fake? Can Luca Toni get a Serie A star level salary, or even a quite famous star level salary? !

"Bragging! Romans, can you be more reliable when you brag! 7 figures, millions, you can brag, as long as you are happy!"

"Who did you listen to?!"

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Everyone asked Simone Pepe various questions while walking. Only Meireles and Bosingwa were like two followers. They couldn't understand what everyone was discussing. For them, the most important thing at this stage is to imitate. , they do whatever their teammates do. They are all young people, but they are not excluded. They will call them when they go to Trapani, but there is really no communication between them.

"I heard it from Robert Sabatino from the restaurant!" Pepe replied truthfully.

"Cut!" It didn't take long for him to arrive, but everyone knew that Robert Sabatino, the fat chef in the restaurant who was as fat as a pig, loved to brag, saying that he knew all the stories about Hugo.

"You don't believe it?!" Pepe laughed.

"Do not believe!"

"Haha, I don't believe it either! You're just teasing everyone!" Pepe smiled happily. The guys couldn't help but chase him and wanted to beat him up. Of course, Pepe ran away smartly.

"Hey, hey, you don't believe it?! But I believe it!" Menela quickly caught up with these guys and shouted.

"Last year the team was in Serie D, and this year it's only in League C. I've never heard of a player earning an annual salary of millions at this level!" Stendardo obviously didn't believe it, "Unless the boss is a lunatic. Not bad yet!”

"Isn't the boss a lunatic?! He can do a lot of crazy things! It's said that it's true that he locked up those idiots like Brocky, but if someone helps him, the amateur league can't do anything to him! I know if Luca Tony is here or not Before coming to Trapani, he played for a team in League C and performed well. There is no reason to come here, but he still came. Could it be that he is related to the boss? I think it is for money! Who is transferring here not for money? How much can he earn by going to other teams?" Menela asked.

They are all young people. They quickly figured out their salary and income together. Everyone is here for money. The treatment here is undoubtedly very good. It is definitely the best for their age and experience. Like Bu The star of hope of the Juventus youth academy like Roddy has signed a professional contract, but his annual salary is only a mere 10,000 after tax, which is twice as low as the lowest among them.

Not to mention salary, on the one hand, the boss will also pay bonuses midway or at the end of the season. Last season, it was said that the boss was very generous. Both those who left and those who stayed on the team received a large amount of money.

Menela and Stendardo are the only two left on loan. They can also get bonus rewards from the boss. Unlike Brody, they have Trapani who is responsible for their salary, but their salary Very low, less than 10,000 for Menela and less than 10,000 for Stendaldo.

What the two of them came here to seek was to get a chance to play and strive for good performance. When they returned to their home team, Menela still had a choice. He could also choose Messina. Messina also wanted to loan him out, but he didn't like Yu. I liked it more, so I chose here.

Stendardo had no choice, so Sampdoria sent him here directly, thinking that he needed to accumulate game experience.

Stendardo was originally unwilling to come here. He debuted in the Naples youth training camp and had experience in Serie A, but only one game. Naples did not want him, so he went to Sampdoria in Serie B. Who knew that he could not play there either. He only played 5 times in Serie B, and all 5 times were as a substitute. Disappointing!

Sampdoria persuaded him earnestly and finally changed his mind.

"But this salary of millions is too outrageous, incredible!" Barzagli said.

"How can we understand the world of madmen! I think it is possible! Alas, I didn't catch up with the good times. Why didn't the boss think of me last year?! Maybe if I came at that time, I could get such a high salary!" Grosso spoke, with a face full of longing.

Everyone was looking forward to it. If we had come here last year, maybe we would have become millionaires.

In the restaurant, Hugo fiddled with the braised pork on the plate. This boss was very special. He found a broken recipe from somewhere and gave it to the restaurant manager, saying that I will live here in the future, so you should cook for me according to this recipe.

Hugo was not unaccustomed to the Sicilian diet, but he had not lived or eaten at home during this period. When he came to the training base, he suddenly wanted to improve his food, so he found this Chinese recipe and asked the chef here to learn it and then cook it for him. He is the boss, and everything he says is right.

No one knows how to cook, but you have to learn it and make it for Hugo!

"What is this?!" Luca Toni ate the food on his plate and looked at Hugo's dark cuisine. Today was different from usual.

"Red-braised pork, a Chinese delicacy, but today they made it like pig food!"

"Let me try it!"

"Okay, you try it!"

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! This taste is so weird! Why is it so salty?!" Tony forked a piece with a fork to try it, and it tasted too salty.

"Yeah, the color is not bright, it's too much! Too salty, it's too much! The oil is not forced out, it tastes too greasy, it's too much! ... Mario, Mario..." Hugo shouted loudly.

A thin and tall man appeared in front of Hugo at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, "Gigi, you looking for me?!"

It was Mario Castelnuovo, the manager of the training base restaurant, a local of Trapani.

"You try it!" Hugo forked a piece of meat.

Mario Castelnuovo frowned while eating, but still held back and swallowed it down his throat.

"How does it taste?!" Hugo smiled.

Castelnuovo knew that this might be the prelude to the coming storm. It stands to reason that he was doing a good job as a restaurant manager, earning money comfortably and ensuring food hygiene. Hugo never found fault with him. However, since Hugo came to live in the training base, Mario Castelnuovo's good days were over. He wanted to eat Chinese food, so Castelnuovo forced the restaurant chef to learn and buy ingredients from faraway Naples and Rome. But Hugo would find faults every time he ate, saying this was not good and that was not good. He would be scolded like a dog every time, and he would be scolded again today.

"It's not delicious!" Castelnuovo answered truthfully.

"Which bastard made it for me?! Let him come to see me!" Hugo cursed.

Castelnuovo breathed a sigh of relief. In the past, he was the one who was scolded, but today Hugo blamed the chef. He didn't know that Hugo remembered that he loved to eat this thing the most when he looked at the braised pork today, but the chef was too bad.

"You won't do anything to him?!" Tony asked.

"No, I just remembered something. Since we have deceived the workers at home, why don't we let these guys pay out some money? They spent the club's money, so they should pay a little. This time, I want to be justified!" Hugo had thought of this.

Robert Sabatino was the one who made the braised pork for Hugo today. The fat Sabatino was only a little over 1.7 meters tall, but because of his fat body, he was much fatter than Seli, like a meatball.

"It's you, Robert!" Hugo knew everyone in the club. There were not many employees originally, and now the two places plus players and coaches add up to less than 100 people, about 60 or 70 people.

"Uh, it's me, Gigi, the food I cooked is not to your taste?! Wait a minute, I'll make it again!" Sabatino's forehead was sweating, stammering, and turned around to leave.

"Stop, who told you to leave?! Go to the kitchen and bring me another serving of pig food?!" Hugo cursed.