After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 275 - 0156 New Money-Grabbing Couple (Please Subscribe)_5

Knowing the hardships but still wanting to overcome them is the mindset of a successful person.

First half of the game.

AC Milan 2:1 Arsenal, leading into halftime.

Huang Kaiwen walked to the dressing room with a smile, surrounded by his teammates.

"Kevin, you had some trouble today, your mask might interfere with your luck, so we’ll have to resort to primitive methods to make sure you don’t get hurt."

Ancelotti handed him the familiar black cloth bag.

The smile quickly disappeared from Huang Kaiwen’s face.

His teammates were all gloating by his side.

Maldini was laughing very happily.

Huang Kaiwen took the item and said, "Paul has also been getting injured a lot lately, I suspect he’s been cursed by someone else."

"Yes!"

Ancelotti clapped his hands with a sudden realization: "Paul, seems like you need a little help too."

"No need, boss."

Maldini said with a glum expression.

"Don’t be shy, is there anyone else feeling off with their body?"

Ancelotti asked as he took out a bunch of black cloth packs from his pocket.

Heaven knows why his trousers could fit so many things.

The Milan players scattered in all directions.

Only Huang Kaiwen and Maldini became the victims.

Luckily, it wasn’t anything ingested.

They just smeared some black powder underneath their shoes.

Just before halftime ended, Ancelotti reminded them, "Arsenal is tough to deal with, focus on defense in the second half, and aim to finish the fight in the most economical way."

"Okay, boss!"

"Understood."

"Don’t worry, coach."

As the second half began, Wenger brought on van Persie to replace Ljungberg.

But it didn’t have much effect.

In the 62nd minute, Ancelotti substituted Kaka with Seedorf, continuing to strengthen the defense.

Gattuso and Seedorf covered a large area.

This perfectly prevented Arsenal from continuously passing and finding opportunities in front of the box, Ancelotti’s substitution was very targeted.

A few minutes later,

Huang Kaiwen was also substituted.

After all, with his luck-enhancing device being unreliable, Ancelotti was not very assured.

When Huang Kaiwen came off the field, the Milan fans once again gave him applause.

Back on the bench, he chatted with Kaka about video games, how "Legend" was introducing new challenges and becoming less fun.

Even though it didn’t affect the endorsement fee, looking for a new pastime wasn’t easy.

On the field, Arsenal was continuously attacking, but it was Milan who got the chance again.

In the 81st minute, Milan won a corner from a counter-attack.

Nesta’s attempt to connect was blocked by Lehmann, but in the subsequent chaos, Gattuso poked the ball into the goal.

This goal firmly secured the match’s victory.

Even though Pires scored a long shot before the final whistle,

the aggregate score of 6:5, still meant that Arsenal couldn’t escape elimination.

Inzaghi wanted to go out and celebrate.

However, everyone felt too tired, so they all went home.

After taking a bath at night,

Huang Kaiwen laid down on the bed.

The young lady asked, "Dear, do you remember the young player you told me about?"

"Who?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Balotelli!"

"Oh, right, I remember."

Huang Kaiwen nodded vigorously.

Damn, a task that had held him up for half the season, how could Huang Kaiwen forget it?

For him, not making money meant losing money.

To take on a task and pour so much emotion into it,

and to not have completed it yet,

as far as he was concerned, it was a significant loss.

"You said he was talented, so I signed him."

"What?"

Huang Kaiwen sat up straight and asked, "What do you mean you signed him?"

"That kid from Lumezzane didn’t have a professional contract at all, Italy doesn’t allow young players to sign professional contracts, and even if it’s a youth training contract it’s only valid until the end of the season." the young lady said.

"So what did you do?"

Seeing the young lady’s expression, it didn’t look like she had failed.

"It was a bit complicated."

The young lady took a moment to think and organize her thoughts before continuing, "That child didn’t have Italian nationality yet, his agent was his own brother, I first paid off his brother. Then we spent money to get the kid a proof of dual heritage from Argentina and Italy, with his brother’s help, our agency registered in Argentina purchased 50% ownership of the player. So the contract between Lumezzane and the player has turned into a right-to-use contract, even if they want to renew it, they would need our consent."

Although the young lady put it simply,

Huang Kaiwen still sensed its complexity.

It only showed that having connections really facilitated matters.

Huang Kaiwen asked, "Wouldn’t it be the same if Milan signs him afterward?"

"It’s different, the AC Milan Club belongs to my dad, the economic company is ours!"

Huang Kaiwen gave a thumbs up.

He loved her knack for making the most out of life.

"I chatted with the lad for a bit, he does seem to have an attitude problem, but once he makes a name for himself, we can sell him to Moratti and our agency can make a fortune from the half ownership."

"What if Inter Milan doesn’t want him?"

Huang Kaiwen asked curiously.

Although Moratti liked forwards,

and Balotelli was talented,

there were too many variables.

Balotelli’s future transfer to Milan had already altered his destiny, and Huang Kaiwen couldn’t guarantee Balotelli’s success.

"Won’t buy?"

The young lady sniffed and said, "Not buying is not for them to decide, when the time comes, I will contact several clubs to compete for the kid. Then have the newspapers say he’s the ten-year guarantee for Italy’s forward line, perfectly suited for Inter Milan. I refuse to believe Moratti won’t be tempted!"

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

He thought it was Moratti’s misfortune to know her.

After their previous dealings, she already had her eyes on Moratti’s oil money.

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