"Zhuo Yang, politics is full of hypocrisy and filth, deception, greed is everywhere, and I live in intrigue and disobedience every day. I really hate all this. But, in my position, I have to
Keep going.”
"I don't want to say anything about the country and the Italian people at this time, but my Belgian group, my power party and the right-wing alliance, I must be responsible for them. This is my responsibility."
A person with such a high status, the head of government of one of the G8 of the West, can be a grandfather with age gap, and Berlusconi can say such words to Zhuo Yang without any concealment, which is definitely heart-warming.
"Prime Minister, it's not easy for you." Zhuo Yang was a little moved and a little flattered. "We should understand you more in the world."
Berlusconi smiled dignifiedly: "Zhuo Yang, I actually envy you and people like Mauri." Mauri is Prime Minister Beli, the famous pianist Mauricio Poli, the director of the piano department of the University of Music of Milan.
Ni. Three years ago, Zhuo Yang was finally able to transfer to AC Milan. Master Polini made great efforts, and his identity as a visiting researcher was also promised by Master Polini.
"You and Maori are pure people, and live a clean and clear life. I have many political allies and many business partners, but I like to make friends like Maori the most. I talk to him and talk to him.
Art makes me very relaxed, and I don’t have to worry about being caught by others when I speak, and I don’t have to calculate anything and not be calculating. So from the outside world, I have nothing in common with Maori, but he is my best.
Private friend.”
"Zhuo Yang, can we two become friends?"
Whether it is expression, tone or body language, you can fully feel that Berlusconi's words are obviously from the heart, which makes Zhuo Yang even more moved. "Prime Minister..."
Berlusconi waved his hand. "Call me Silvio."
"...Silvio, I...is honored." At this moment, Zhuo Yang really felt that there were too many misunderstandings about Berlusconi, and even felt that Barbara was a little harsh on his father.
"Zhuo Yang, you are a great guy, very good. I have bought AC Milan for 23 years. I can now clearly say that you are the most valuable and successful player in Milan in these 23 years.
Introduce.”
"Thank you for your compliment, always...Silvio."
"Twenty-three years! At that time, Milan was just a mediocre team and had just moved from Class II. At that time, I was as big as Bareci now, and Bareci was like you now
Likewise, Maldini is still just an 18-year-old boy.”
"Twenty-three years later, Baresi is old, Maldini has retired, and I am also old like this. But I created the Milan dynasty and the current Milan Empire. I am proud to say, these twenty
In three years, AC Milan is the most successful football club in the world.”
"Yes! There is no doubt about this." Zhuo Yang decisively agreed with Berlusconi's view. "Silvio, it's all because of you." No matter which angle you analyze it, Berlusconi is all these two
There is no doubt that Milan's biggest contributor in the thirteenth year.
"Thank you for saying that. Zhuo Yang, you, Baresi, Maldini, and Basten, Rijkaard, Via, Sheva, Kaka, and others, you are all Milan.
The hero.”
"Silvio, without you, there would be no Milan now."
"Oh, I don't know if God is willing to give me another twenty-three years. It's probably difficult. I'm already seventy-three years old this year, so old that I don't dare to believe it myself. I always feel like the first time I'm always going to do it.
It seemed like I was yesterday when I kissed Kara, but in a blink of an eye I was seventy-three years old."
Carla is Berlusconi's first wife and the mother of Marina and Pierre. Berlusconi was in love with Carla when she was 25 years old and lived together for 20 years.
"Zhuo Yang, I don't know if I can live another 23 years, but I hope AC Milan will still be so brilliant in the next 23 years, and will be like this in every 23 years in the future. Zhuo Yang, I love AC Milan.
”
"Zhuo Yang, my friend, please tell Silvio now, will you stay in Milan forever? Will you stay in Milan like Baresi and Maldini and others until you retire?"
.
The summer sun shines in Milan. The huge dome eaves at the four corners of the San Siro Stadium reflect the magnificent and intoxicating red. The emerald green Milano is quiet and peaceful, and the vast Lake Como sparkles, like broken diamonds sprinkling the water surface.
The sun shines over the brick red roof of Bergamo's private estate, and also pulls the branches and leaves of fir trees and oak trees into the living room windows, falling on the floor as if they were silhouettes.
Sniffing the sweetness of the Mediterranean sun in his nose, Zhuo Yang could not answer Berlusconi's question. "Silvio, I..."
Berlusconi waved his hand, smiled and nodded and said, "Zhuo Yang, there is no morality here, no imposed loyalty, only friends, only your friend Silvio."
"Maybe...it's difficult..." Faced with such an elder who treats himself as a friend who is heart-warming, Zhuo Yang cannot make excuses, cannot tell lies, and cannot look around him. Although it is not sufficient.
The reason, but Zhuo Yang did not think that if he kept playing in Milan, it would be difficult for him to live his life in Milan like Baresi and Maldini.
Zhuo Yang didn't want to deceive Berlusconi, but he felt a little guilty when he said it.
"Zhuo Yang, thank you for your honest advice. You treat Silvio as a friend." Berlusconi nodded kindly. "A club like AC Milan needs a standard bearer and a spiritual leader in the locker room and on the court.
.Franco Barreci is such a flag bearer, and so is Paul Maldini. They have made outstanding contributions to Milan, and without them, there would be no Milan's glory."
That being said, Berlusconi never mentioned why he ignored Baresi and Maldini's "desolate evening scenes". It seemed that this was not the case at all.
"Zhuo Yang, you are such a flag bearer. In Madiborg you are the leader there, and in Milan you are doing well. I originally thought you would take over the flag of Maldini, just like you did in Madiborg
, like Baresi and Marltini.”
When Berlusconi mentioned Madibor, Zhuo Yang's guilt deepened a little. Guided by the atmosphere of the conversation and Berlusconi's tone, Zhuo Yang felt that he had let down Madibor back then, as if he had let down love.
Now that I say I won’t stay in Milan forever, I will let Milan and Berlusconi down.
"Silvio, I..." At this moment, Zhuo Yang had the urge to promise to stay in Milan forever.
Berlusconi waved his hand and interrupted him. "Zhuo Yang, I understand you because we are friends. I understand you very much and people like you and Maori. You are pure and open-minded. This is what I like and appreciate the most.
.”
Chapter completed!