ball magic

Rafael and Juan went home to change their clothes, and at this moment, in a high-end apartment near Kensington Gardens in London, England, the second son of the Earl of Shaftesbury was walking on the floor barefoot, and his body was covered with nothing but She was wearing a dark green silk nightgown, but it was slightly wet from the water droplets on the tips of her hair.

There were two wine bottles thrown on the floor at random, and a pizza box was placed on the sofa, the TV remote was next to it, and other ball games had already started playing on the muted TV.

"No! I repeat, I'm not going, go to fucking Wales, you're going to live with a whore and you're going to live with yourself, don't take me!"

"Whatever he says, didn't he kick me out? I live in the house my mother left me!"

"Go to his school, I repeat, I drop out, drop out! Not suspension!"

"...Well, I promise you, I will be with you on your birthday...Of course you should love me!"

The owner hung up the phone, looked at the time on the antique pendulum clock, and then slowly returned to the bathroom to dry his hair.

After he came out of the bathroom and walked into the cloakroom, a few minutes later an English gentleman came out of the oven.

He grabbed the keys and wallet and went out. After a few steps, he arrived at a bar where the customers were mostly Chelsea fans.

This is normal, there are many cities in London, except for a few people who choose to support Arsenal, most of the "natives" in Chelsea are Chelsea fans.

Oh, except our Lord, who is not a fan.

Although it is a high-end bar, there are still many fans holding beer glasses sitting in front of the TV in the bar, waiting for the evening game.

Last season, Chelsea won No.6 in the league, won the FA Cup, and also qualified for the European Cup Winners' Cup. It was a season that surprised fans.

John ordered a glass of whiskey, and watched these well-dressed British gentlemen chatting and laughingly discussing football.

After Mrs. Thatcher was elected, football was not just a toy for the working class. Members of the royal family were also proud to claim that they were fans of a certain team, and they would show up to cheer for the team when there were important games.

For example Newcastle, Aston Villa, Arsenal.

Sadly no Chelsea.

John doesn't like football, he spends more time playing baseball than football.But today he came here only after knowing the "shocking secret", and wanted to know what other people thought of Raphael.

He came at a good time, ESPN is covering news from other leagues.

When the host began to explain Serie A, the voices of some customers who were chatting with wine glasses lowered a lot, and many people had already looked at the TV screen.

John, who watched the just-concluded game at home, raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, the first news was the news that Inter Milan defeated Simacos 4-0, and Raphael successfully put on the cap.

When the host began to replay and explain the goal highlights, the English fans who started to pay attention to Serie A after Gascoigne joined Lazio soon cursed at the same time.

John twitched the corner of his mouth, and drank a glass for this somewhat mocking scene.

"One more drink." John motioned to the bartender.

The bartender smiled and pushed him a glass of whiskey on ice, "Lord, are you in a good mood today?"

John twitched the corners of his mouth, and said to the bartender who had become familiar with him in recent days: "What do you think of him?"

"The 'wild man'? My girlfriend loves his—face, but to me he's just a rotten Argentinian."

After the bartender finished speaking, he found that the magnanimous lord in front of him laughed, and his always sad and gloomy eyes became brighter.

"You don't like him either?" Although the bartender was doubtful, he was sure in his heart.

"No," John motioned for another drink, but he smiled with his chin on his hand, "I like him, the bloody Argentine."

Bartender: "..."

Today's high tip is flying!

But the bartender still served another glass for John, and then glanced at the TV. What appeared in the camera had turned into Maldini's blue eyes, which were known as the most beautiful in Italy.

When he turned around, he saw that John was no longer in a hurry to drink, but was sipping slowly. After serving two glasses of wine to other guests, he saw that John had left with two banknotes under the glass.

He looked suspiciously at the lord who had left early today, but he never saw the nobleman come again after that.

The bartender didn't notice because when he was mixing drinks for other customers, the lord received an invitation letter from hell, using the most sinister tone, asking him to buy the earliest flight as quickly as possible, Go to Milan.

John didn't want to challenge the patience of his BOSS. Although he was young, he had already used several methods to make John's heart ache.

This time his villainous BOSS told him that if he didn't see him before tomorrow morning, this time he would not be heartbroken, but "painful to the skin".

"Damn villain! Little bastard! Watch out I'll take all your money and leave you penniless!"

John thought about it, and when he returned to his apartment from the bar, he had already called to book a plane ticket and hail a taxi.

After returning home, he packed his luggage quickly and calmly, took his passport, and only after confirming that there was nothing missing, he called the villain.

"BOSS! I'm sure I can appear in front of you tomorrow as long as there are no natural or man-made disasters! Now you better tell me, why do you want me to go to Milan? Do you want me to admire your heroic appearance on the court? Or Is it to watch you explode with a ball?"

Raphael was ready to go to the hotel at this time, and the reply was not polite, "Because I can't give all my money to an alcoholic bastard, you'd better come to Milan immediately, if you let me know that you have a drink Wine, just wait for me to soak your head in the wine and have a good drink!"

Raphael's eyes were extremely cold and stern. Even though the person involved was not here, the aura emanating from him all emphasized: he will do what he says!

Juan took a careful look at Raphael, his sitting posture was extremely upright, and he was glad that although he liked to have a drink occasionally, it shouldn't be considered an alcoholic... right?

He already had a little sympathy for the guy.

John didn't know how his villainous BOSS knew about his latest actions, but since the day he worked for him, he found that all his words and deeds were monitored by this villain.

This is also normal, John thought, if it was him, he wouldn't feel at ease letting a 19-year-old young man who had never met control such a large sum of money.

John can understand, but it doesn't mean that he likes this kind of life, even if he drinks a glass of wine, he has to be interfered with.

Just when John wanted to resist, Raphael said: "Get over here as fast as possible, and next year I will lend you money to let you buy what you want the most - anyway, that damn thing It won't be sold for a while."

This made John hang up the phone immediately!

Raphael was very satisfied with the effect of the call, and saw Juan looking at him.

"Is that your friend? The one who wants to borrow?"

Raphael nodded, and he called out to the driver and bodyguard in front, "Eric, you listen too. That guy's name is John Cooper. His father is the tenth Earl of Shaftesbury, and he is the second son , is a difficult guy. Don’t mention his family in front of him, you can check the reasons online yourself. If he owes you, tell me, and I will fix him. If you don’t like him, just ignore him.”

"He is working for me now. According to the way you can understand, he is my pocketbook and a very important friend of mine."

It was very rare for Juan to listen to Raphael say such a long passage, which reduced his excitement about the upcoming team gathering a lot, and turned it into his deep curiosity about John Cooper.

Because Rafa said that this guy is his important friend.

important!

Isn't this the point?

The gathering of the Inter Milan team naturally cannot avoid the eyes and ears of the media. When Raphael came to his new store, the media had long been waiting.

While Raphael greeted the flash, John Cooper also got into a taxi and headed to London Heathrow Airport.

After 4 hours, John has checked into the Four Seasons Hotel.

I don't know if it's because the pillows in the executive suite of the Four Seasons Hotel are not comfortable enough, or because of the pressure brought about by seeing the "true face" of the BOSS. This night John can be described as a nightmare.

Everything in the dream made him lose consciousness for a long time after waking up, only to find that his pajamas were almost soaked through, and he was extremely thirsty, probably due to severe lack of water.

When he found two bottles of drinking water from the refrigerator in the minibar, he drank one bottle in one breath, and then slowly drank the other bottle, but all his attention was still in the dream—the long, tortuous Yes, like a serial drama, and an extremely painful dream...

This made him even touch his crotch...

Although after he realized what he had done, he kept cursing that damned "nightmare" that was too clear and had a strong sense of reality!

And, his BOSS!

Fuck the Argentine, if he dares to make him an egg man, he will ruin him!

In the early morning of the next day, all the media in Milan City were introducing Inter Milan's dinner last night, and Gazzetta dello Sport was particularly dedicated.

They first introduced the barbecue restaurant jointly opened by Raphael and Zanetti, and by the way, they introduced the "family history" of Rafael's family when they first arrived in Spain, and also included a beautiful photo of Rafael making ice cream.

This allowed John to spend his breakfast watching gossip.

Of course, even the gossip didn't make John feel better.

After the meal, the British young master, who was meeting the boss for the first time, wore a navy blue three-piece suit, sat in the Bentley provided by the hotel, and followed the address to Raphael's home in the small town of Pinettina.

After he gave his name, it was Sean who opened the door for him. This guy had a nickname "Black Sheep".

After putting in the "important friend" and "money bag" that Raphael called, Sean looked at the "money bag", but found that the other party was looking at the shooting range, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "You should read it in the newspaper. Here we go, BOSS likes it."

Considering that everyone works for the same boss, Sean thinks there is nothing wrong with this title.

As an aristocrat who owns his own manor and fief, John will naturally use a gun, because hunting is a compulsory course for nobility.

John turned around and glanced at Sean, nodded slightly, with a haughty posture, and did not speak.

"The boss is waiting for you in the dining room. He said you must have missed breakfast. Juan is a good guy. Oh. Juan is the teammate of the boss and—"

"You son of a bitch." John said meanly, the first thing he said after ringing the doorbell and announcing his home.

Sean looked at him coldly. He thought that Raphael's evaluation was not objective enough. This guy was not just "difficult to deal with", he was a son of a bitch!

He should have asked Eric to open the door!

Of course John noticed the change in Sean's expression, but he didn't care.

When they came to the living room, Raphael was holding Louis in his arms and nursing him.Strictly speaking, the little guy has learned to hold the bottle with both hands and drink milk obediently.

This should be a beautiful scene that anyone would praise in their hearts when they saw it, but John Cooper was obviously an outlier. He stared at Raphael twice, showing a subtle smile mixed with a hint of sarcasm.

Obviously, he has a different opinion on the scene where Raphael is the "baby dad".

No hugs.

No handshake.

It's not that Raphael couldn't free his hand, but the moment he saw John, he knew that this guy needed to be beaten.

If standing in front of him now is John who has been with him for many years, his fist has already hugged his chin.But now standing in front of him is 20-year-old John.

He is incredibly young!

It looks so immature!

His stubborn eyes, raised chin, sarcastic smile, and the pride exuding from his whole body were all flamboyant that Raphael had never seen before.

This made Raphael feel for the first time that this idiot is still just a young man, a young man who deserves enough tolerance from him.

He should even give him some petting, because he's still a young man—

He held the child, walked up to John, leaned forward slightly, stared at John's blue irises with gray-blue eyes, and said word by word, "I don't know what you are thinking, anyway, I hope you understand, I let you You come here, just to make your skin tighter!"

There was silence at the dining table, and the only little Louis who didn't need to read the air and read his face was trying to ask Raphael for adult food, and he was fighting unremittingly for this.

Raphael firmly and repeatedly rejected him.

Obviously, even in the face of Louis, Raphael will not change his "guidelines".

After a breakfast that made Juan a little nervous, the Galician boy happily went to the backyard to play football, and he took Luis along the way.

Eric followed, and Sean put all the dishes in the dishwasher and disappeared very quickly.

When only each other was left, John looked at Raphael with complicated eyes, "We have to talk."

Raphael raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refuse.

Raphael led the guy into the study that he hadn't entered once since he moved to Pinettina.

"sit."

John also sat down unceremoniously, without the slightest interest in going around in circles, and pointed to the core, "Why do you know that I want to buy that manor? I never told anyone."

He didn't even tell Anthony!his brother!

He never told the housekeeper who took care of him since he was a child!

Raphael raised his eyebrows, "If I don't know, how can I cooperate with you?"

John was silent.

Raphael's mystery made him somewhat instinctively uneasy, as well as resentful and vigilant, but Raphael also gave him enough freedom and sufficient rewards.

Raphael looked at the child in front of him clearly, showing his love——

"I want to acquire a game company. At the same time, I also want to create a game. Since you have nothing to do now, except for drinking every day, you are going to go to the United States, help me take charge of the acquisition, and temporarily manage this company, and Help me take charge of another investment fund under my name at the same time, you are good at this."

It is not a problem for Ashley Shaw to initially screen and incubate projects. He also understands technology, understands how to communicate with those who are engaged in IT, and even understands geeks.

But getting a fund into regular operation, taking charge of daily operations, and recruiting other executives is something Xiao can't handle.

So Raphael's intention is very clear, throw John to the United States!He doesn't believe that the CIA and FBI can take a fancy to this wonderful thing!

"I know you like Wall Street, but my current interest is not there. I will send the information to your mailbox later. After you read it, tell me what you plan to do, how much salary you want, and how much dividend you want , of course shares are also available, as you like."

When Raphael said this, it was inevitable that he had a bit of arrogance—but he had to understand him. Although all his money was left to John in his previous life, John was his boss, allowing him to take the lead. Two paychecks, the guy who lets him and Veronica live as they please.

Although it was a bit late, John at least did so.

Now it's his turn to let the guy in front of him live the life he wants, although he still has to work hard.

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【1】The plot of Earl is based on real events.