[Football] The world's first arrogant

o: rose macarons and brandy pickled cherries tonight.

'What! !Do you actually eat dessert at night?You are no longer the Ronaldo I love! '

'Why eat something so sweet at night!Don't learn from Ronaldinho from next door!Although you are all Ronald, you are Cristiano! '

'Let's go, Real Madrid is about to finish...'

'Why are you so pessimistic? It's okay to eat once in a while, as long as you don't eat it all the time.The one next door is a habit of dying, but Cristiano is different. '

'What time is it now?It may also be just dessert after dinner. It's not strange to have dinner at this time.Besides, have you ever eaten macarons?How big is a macaron? '

'There are a lot of desserts here...but the rose macaron is delicious, I recommend it. '

'Don't kid yourself, macarons are 350 calories/100 grams!Where are you going to burn your calories this big night? '

Cristiano took Gu Bei's mobile phone and finished posting r, smiling and admiring the comments below, and rolled on the bed while reading.

"What are you doing?" Gu Bei came out after changing his clothes and saw Cristiano having fun with his mobile phone. For a moment, he wondered whether his behavior of feeding sugar indirectly encouraged him to be childish again, "You hold me What's wrong with your phone?"

Cristiano smiled and held up his mobile phone to show her, "I just announced a little bit of life details."

Gu Bei looked at his phone, looked at Cristiano, and said 'Damn it', "Why rose macarons and brandy pickled cherries?"

"Sweet, romantic, and the stimulation and pleasure of alcohol."

If you talk to someone you know is a hooligan, but you end up being called a hooligan, at least half of the incident is your fault—from "Gu Bei's Life Motto Version 2.0".

"Great, now the whole world thinks you're crazy, and you actually eat high-calorie food at night... What about the promised young man, the promised model of self-discipline? Also, I locked the screen just now, how did you open it?" of!"

"The long password you set is my full name!" Cristiano leaned forward again with a righteous face, "However, you haven't paid me a signature fee for such a long time, and your legal awareness is quite weak."

Gu Bei deeply reviewed his brain-damaged hobby, and then snatched his mobile phone, "Okay, I will remember to change the password, thank you. Now, I am going home."

"This is not allowed!" Cristiano stretched out his arms and dragged Gu Bei down to the side of the bed again, "You are also infringing on my right to name, and I have the right to demand compensation - for example, another copy Macaron?"

He put his hand on her waist and rubbed it lightly and heavily, and he could even feel that her whole body was uncontrollably soft like a puddle of water.

Their breathing became clear and suppressed again.

There seemed to be a hand in Gu Bei's mind, and she almost forgot where she was, not to mention thinking about what Cristiano said.

But fortunately, Cristiano's downward hand made her alert.

"It's time for you to change to a lawyer." She pretended to calmly push Cristiano away and tidied up her clothes. "He obviously didn't teach you anything good."

Cristiano pouted, got up and put on the t-shirt, and said while putting it on: "Then you drive the car I bought for you back. Jorge said that you might not like cars that are too 'conspicuous', so I purposely picked only one that wasn't that expensive - but of course, if you don't like it, you can just take my car and go."

He stopped his hand suddenly, and said with a smile: "Or, let me be your..."

"Okay, I don't want to know what you want to do with me..." Gu Bei made a decisive decision, avoiding any possibility of being tricked, "And I think Mr. Mendes' so-called 'inconspicuous' and 'inexpensive' should not be Talking about a car over [-] Euros...but you didn't listen to him." She complained, "Based on this, I regret to continue to drive my own second-hand car-although it is old, but at least It's really 'inconspicuous'."

Cristiano obviously wanted to argue that 10 Euros is not expensive, but Gu Bei reacted quickly again and made a gesture to interrupt him, "Okay, although it's not very practical, thank you for the gift."

"However, there is still no second macaron." Gu Bei raised his finger with a smile, blocking Cristiano's lips that wanted to come closer, "Be a good player with self-discipline and dedication, good boy."

Although Gu Bei asked himself and did not delay Cristiano, it is clear that the words 'you are looking at your gifts and candies' caused great harm to Mendes, so in order to avenge this arrow, Mendes Within a few days, Gu Bei was sent to Valdano—"Go and talk to him about Pepe, to be honest, he's quite optimistic about you."

When the contract with the biggest difference in salary requirements among all Real Madrid contracts to be renewed was presented, Gu Bei did not feel the pleasure of being challenged. On the contrary, she just felt that her salary might need to be raised a bit.

Twenty thousand euros is too little, and eighty thousand euros is just right.

"If you pay attention, maybe you will find that I am actually a publicity assistant-even if I am an executive agent, I should not interfere with Pepe's contract renewal. This is a problem for you and your other team." Gu Bei was dying.

Mendes spread his hands and smirked hypocritically, "Don't think I like to put you in all the positions, but this time it was Valdano who asked you to go by name. But don't worry, there will be no legal, The economic issue will not involve the details of the contract. I think Mr. Valdano is just not satisfied with the recent revelations in the media, and wants to ask you to solve this problem-you see, it is still a The scope of duties of a publicity assistant. Besides, openly falling in love in front of your employer and during working hours, do you think this is the scope of responsibility of a publicity assistant?"

Gu Bei: ...Is it okay if I was wrong?

Of course, when Gu Bei actually sat in Valdano's office, he reflected on his crimes more deeply—there was absolutely no good end for messing with Mendes.

"Coffee or tea?" Valdano asked Gu Bei in a good-tempered manner.

Gu Bei looked at Florentino and then at Valdano with a stiff posture, squeezed out a wrinkled smile, and said with difficulty: "Black tea is fine, thank you."

What about the agreed 'talk alone'?What about the agreed 'me and you and Pepe'?What about the agreed 'absolute confidentiality'?You put a lot of demands on me, and you didn't even let me and Pei Pei wear your mobile phone, but you made a big living here waiting for me?suitable?Justice?Reasonable?Person in charge?

Perhaps because he heard Gu Bei's aspirations, Valdano explained the current situation to her in an 'extremely kind' manner, "This meeting was originally proposed by Mr. Chairman, and we have already told Mr. Mendez about this, so ...Didn't he tell Miss Gu?" Valdano seemed so friendly today that Gu Bei felt a little dreamy.

"Mr. Mendez..." Of course he didn't tell me, "Of course I did, but I didn't expect Mr. Chairman to come." Gu Bei looked at Pepe, hoping to signal him not to talk nonsense, but seeing With that confused look in Pepe's eyes, Gu Bei also knew that he had failed.

"Let's get straight to the point, Ms. Gu," Florentino's degree of difficulty is obviously not comparable to those players with incomplete mental development, "Our contract renewal negotiations with Pepe are almost exposed to everyone. Obviously not a logical approach - and you, who happen to be his publicity consultant, are why I'm making this meeting happen."

Gu Bei really wants to say: Yes, I am his publicity consultant, but the problem is that I have only been in office for a few days, and I have almost no experience with his affairs, so why do you judge that the person who broke the news is me?And you're still here asking me sternly?

But what is more obvious is that Gu Bei knows that Valdano is also paying attention to her answer, and if she can really handle Florentino, then it is necessary for them to continue to cooperate.But if she can’t, Valdano’s kindness won’t last much longer—and the same goes for Mendes’ life.

"Pepe's previous salary was almost at the bottom of the Real Madrid Club, which is obviously not proportional to his role and playing time." Gu Bei didn't know every detail of the negotiation, so he could only ignore it as much as possible. "The reason why there is a lot of attention and speculation from the outside world is obviously because of this. I think this is the instinct of the media, and it is also the instinct of many fans who care about Real Madrid-they want to keep the people that the club needs, and they also want the club and theirs. The hearts are the same. They are using their only way to put pressure on the club, but they are also using their only way to express their love and loyalty to the club."

"I repeat," Florentino said deadpan, "Pepe has been out for too long - I think I made a reasonable offer and you're walking around with it. Propaganda, making the club look like a miser."

"My injury time is long? No, it's not very long, it's only better than the Brazilians... oh..." Before Pepe finished speaking, the heel of Gu Bei's high-heeled shoes crushed the side of the sneakers.

Gu Bei looked at Pepe with a smile, then turned to Florentino and said: "It's all accidents, everyone has time to recite words. And as far as I know, Pepe's previous injuries did not affect him. future." Gu Bei is not very worried about this matter, after all, from the perspective of 'future experience', Pepe is almost doomed to die at the Bernabeu - as long as she does not make mistakes, there will be no accidents.

"I will ask the team doctor about the injury," Florentino's answer was not very friendly. "What I want to talk about now is the loss caused to the club by the leakage of the negotiation process."

There was a huge difference in the intention of the contract amount. The club was portrayed as a miser and inaction, while Pepe became a greedy ghost in the club's response-both sides were hurt, and no one liked or was happy.

And if there is a loss, there must be compensation - according to Gu Bei's visual observation, this is the real purpose of his trip.

If you have a goal, it's easy to use it.

"I will arrange for Pepe to send a message to thank the club for their trust in him during the injury period at an appropriate time, such as after a game." Gu Bei pursed his lips, and weighed whether it was time for Florentino to show off Talent, or leave the opportunity to yourself.But after only three seconds, Gu Bei pulled the opportunity into his arms, ""Aspen" and "Marca" will also publish two different news. The content of one is that Pepe is telling you One story of loyalty, another one about how the club worked hard to renew Pepe's contract."

"It sounds like the club is the one that passively makes a statement." Florentino said slowly, "Pepe 'self' updates social platform news, Pepe 'actively' expresses loyalty to the club, and the club seems Just being forced to respond to this whole thing."

"Miss Gu, by the way, Real Madrid never lacks good players who are willing to follow." Florentino added, "Mr. Mendes is not the only football agent in this world."

Gu Bei didn't know why Florentino asked him to come instead of directly communicating with Mendes until this moment.

This is not to look up to her, but to look down on her.

Mendes is undoubtedly a more seasoned person, he is more aware of his cards than Gu Bei, and he is also more aware of his weaknesses than Gu Bei.When Florentino found that he couldn't find a breakthrough from Mendes, he thought of Gu Bei—using the media as an excuse to call Gu Bei, and maybe he could get the breakthrough point he wanted from Gu Bei.

Young people are always more externally strong and capable, and are more likely to expose their weaknesses.

"Mr. Chairman, I don't know how many good players are waiting for Pepe's position." Gu Bei said softly, "But like I said, Pepe will prove to everyone how good he is." Loyalty. We do our best, we obey the destiny."

Gu Bei didn't take it upon himself to threaten that Pepe also had many suitors, because it was meaningless.She doesn't need to be tough enough to crush anyone, she just needs to be flawless enough to satisfy Mendes.

The crux of the matter is this: Mendes has sold too many players to Real Madrid and will continue to sell his own players to Madrid for the foreseeable future.

When the head coach and the star star belong to the same agent, on the one hand, you may be able to rest assured of their relationship, but on the other hand, you have to start worrying whether one day this super agent will override the club , will control the club.

People who love power are equally stingy, and refuse to share even a little bit, not to mention the threat Mendez brings is not just a little bit.

Gu Bei lowered his eyes and said softly: "Mr. Chairman, if you agree with my plan, then I will do it. But... I also have a small question. If Mr. Mourinho asks about today's progress , What should I say? Should I tell him that the club is already preparing candidates, and he needs to make preparations for this as soon as possible? After all, you know, changing the main line of defense is not a trivial matter. Mr. Coach also needs to make countermeasures."

Mourinho is completely on the side of Mendes and Pepe in this matter. Florentino knows that if he tells Mourinho about this kind of thing at this time, it is very likely to mess him up. Dissatisfaction with the club - the team is in good condition now, if there is a discord between the club and the head coach at this time, there is no doubt that the blame will be on the club.

"No need, we don't have this plan yet." Florentino said dryly, "But like I said just now, the plan made by Ms. Gu doesn't seem to be very beneficial to the club."

"If you like, I can also design a plan for the club." Gu Bei said bluntly, "But..." She raised her eyebrows, "I'm worried that Mr. Mendes won't like me doing this."

"How much?" Florentino, as a businessman, immediately grasped the point of the contradiction.

"Friendly price, 2000 Euros/set." Gu Bei looked down at his bright red nails and smiled.