Palmieri is not a fool. As soon as Balotelli told him that someone wanted to see him, he knew that Balotelli was probably helping his agent to win over Palmieri. He was very concerned about this kind of wooing.
, Palmieri's first reaction was to refuse - he had an agent, and the agent was his father. But thinking that his father was really not a smart agent, he hesitated.
There are many stars in football who let their relatives act as agents. Agents can take a commission from the players' income. Many players use their relatives to act as agents based on the principle of keeping the money from others.
.But no matter which relative is the agent, the common characteristic of these people is that they eat and look very ugly. Anelka and Ronaldinho are all like this.
Evaluation, even Kaká, who is recognized as a good character, was called a vampire when his father asked for a salary increase once a year. Palmieri had never considered finding an agent before. If he just played football down-to-earth
, slowly growing up, he didn’t care about any agent. But now, he has become famous in one battle, so he has some thoughts.
If his father acted as his agent, he might lose his own people - Palmieri was very sure of his father's ability, so he once considered asking his father to find a full-time agent.
Doing business in partnership is a more reliable way.
Regarding his agent, the team's coach recommended Martins to him - it is said that this is the team's former scout and is doing good business now. But what's the harm in knowing one more agent? Balot
Raiola, Leigh's agent, is also a well-known agent in Serie A. He is the agent of Ibrahimovic and others. He also poached Balotelli when Martins was injured. It is also a good thing to meet him.
Therefore, after returning to the team, he drove to Milan with Balotelli the next day - because the away game had just ended, they had a day's rest, and it was at this time that Balotelli brought
He went out.
Although he was going out, he made up his mind not to touch anything that he shouldn't touch. He just went over to see Raiola and left. He knew that Balotelli and the others liked to play, so he warned himself that no matter what
No matter what, he can't touch things he shouldn't touch. He has never looked down on Balotelli and the others, and he can't fall into trouble after visiting a nightclub for the first time.
But he didn't expect that a place like this would greet him.
He also knew that Balotelli had a hobby of going to nightclubs, but he did not expect that this nightclub was not particularly similar to the bar he imagined to be full of black people, rock and roll, and alcohol. The crystal door, leopard tail shape
The door handles, crystal chandeliers, soft velvet furniture and metallic decoration... There is no dancing, no crazy music, and no chaotic crowds. This place is not like an imaginary nightclub at all.
"The design of Ipecavalli is of course very good. It's a big loss for you that you haven't been here before. However, you can come here often in the future. This is a very good place." Balotelli said to him with a playful smile.
"This is a good place, as you will know if you come here often."
"Players shouldn't come to a place like this." Although he said this, Palmieri listened to the soft rock music in his ears, looked at the beauties walking around from time to time, and then looked at the rather soft lights here.
He did not overlap this place with the nightclub that the coach said could induce players to drink, smoke, and indulge in sex, and he did not take it particularly seriously.
"Is this what the coach said? You can't believe everything the coach says. How can we live up to ourselves if we don't have fun when we are young? If we really listen to the coach, we will just play football hard for the rest of our lives and retire when we are forty years old.
Play, where else can we have fun?"
Palmieri didn't speak, just smiled. He found that this place made him a little jealous, so he tried hard to calm down, "Where is Mr. Raiola? I'm still waiting to see him."
"It doesn't mean much whether you see him or not. He just said those few words. He just tells you what you want to hear, praises you as Maldini's second, and then asks you to sign with him. That doesn't mean anything.
Besides, he didn’t come either. I’ll talk about it later. I’ll introduce you to some friends. The one over there is Thornton from Inter Milan. His girlfriend is very beautiful..."
"I've seen him before. We met when we were in U17, but I didn't expect that he would be here." Palmieri was a little surprised.
"Of course, they are all Italians...that is, foreigners like coaches who don't understand our Italian lifestyle at all, so they restrict us from going to nightclubs. Italian players go to nightclubs. This is tradition."
You moved to Italy when you were a child, right? How did you become Italian? Moreover, why don't you learn some good Italian traditions, although there are not many good ones in the first place... Palmieri complained in his heart, but
But he didn't say it.
In the past, he would laugh at Balotelli and the others for not playing well, but now, he is a little speechless. He also admitted that this place is also very attractive to him - for a young man, beautiful women
Music and music will never be unattractive. Even if he knew that it was not good to come to a place like this, and even felt a little disdain for Balotelli in his heart for not learning well, he was still fascinated and felt that he could not move away.
Get going.
"Follow me, we have to wait here now. Since we are all here, it would be a shame not to have fun..."
"No, I'll just wait here for Mr. Raiola." Palmieri shook his head.
He still has a little bit of reserve, although he also feels that this place is very good, but no matter what, he can't get along with Balotelli.
Balotelli saw his look and stopped pressing, "Then you can wander around by yourself. If you find it boring, come to me in the rooftop swimming pool. I'm going to find someone to celebrate our victory. I
We have to tell them carefully how we defeated the powerful enemy."
You didn't even make the substitute list, what's wrong with you!
Palmieri ignored Balotelli and let him leave alone. He sat in the corner, listening to the music and watching everything in the nightclub. Suddenly, he felt that he had grown up a lot.
I had never been to a place like this before, but now, I can be considered an adult.
He didn't know how long he waited before he started to feel agitated. Raiola never came. He had training tomorrow and couldn't stay here for long. Therefore, he quickly walked up the stairs and asked.
After getting the direction, he directly opened the door and went to the rooftop, hoping to find Balotelli.
"Who's there?"
On the rooftop was a small swimming pool. When he got here, he found that there was no Balotelli around the pool. Just when he turned around and wanted to leave, someone on the rooftop spoke.
I walked into the wrong door. Was there anyone else? Palmieri looked back, but he immediately realized that it was not that he had walked into the wrong door, but that Balotelli had arranged it for him. However, the reaction
It was not difficult to get over, but when it came to moving and leaving the house, he couldn't do it.
There was only one woman on the rooftop - in terms of age, it might be better to say she was a girl, because this girl looked no older than him, and she was also a pretty blond beauty.
And this is not the reason why he can't move. The real reason why he can't move is that this girl is only wearing a pair of swimming trunks and lying on the beach chair on the rooftop with nothing else to cover her body. Look.
When he came over, the girl didn't show any shyness. Instead, she stood up gracefully and greeted him with a smile.
Maybe I should consider saying hello before leaving? Palmeri couldn't move his eyes away.
"I recognize you, you are Palmeri, right? Orlando Palmeri?" When the girl saw him, she looked quite surprised. She rushed over directly, not caring about Palmeri's lingering gaze on her.
, on the contrary, there is even some joy, "I am your fan, I saw your performance in the game, it was amazing. Why don't you come and sit down? Your friends should go elsewhere, you sit here and wait.
That’s it for them.”
This is a game arranged by Raiola for me. Although it is not surprising that there is a beautiful woman next to the swimming pool, but when I entered the rooftop, there was no one else but a girl without clothes who said she was a fan of mine. If this was not a deliberate arrangement,
That's the devil... If I am involved in the game and enjoy the woman he arranged for me, then when I see him again, I won't be able to refuse his invitation...
Palmieri is not stupid. He couldn't see Balotelli, but when he saw this girl, he understood most of it. He had heard a lot about these messy things in the football world, and he had seen them
It was impossible for him not to understand this scene. Thinking about it, Raiola wanted to give him some gifts first, and then take advantage of him when negotiating with him.
Although he knows this, but... he definitely doesn't want to leave now. And what if it's a plan? He is a star, so he can only please himself, not threaten himself.
"Okay, I'll wait for Mario here."
Making up a reason that he didn't believe, he sat down by the swimming pool. Beside him, the girl sat next to him, leaned over to him, and kept talking to him.
"I came to Milan to be a model, but recently I feel like I have gained weight. Look, my curves are not pretty... You are a player, and you also know how to keep fit. Can you teach me how to shape my curves?"
"
The girl's words are a big problem. Bodybuilding coaches and football have nothing to do with each other, but who cares about this? As he said this, Palmieri's eyes just kept staring at the girl's fingers, or rather the part pointed by the girl's fingers.
Dang away - this is what the girl asked him to see!
He has always felt that he is a very determined man, but now that is all nonsense. His hands unconsciously wrapped around the girl next to him, and he kept saying what he knew.
A little bit of knowledge, use your little bit of achievements
Wei Ji said it all, and as for making up his mind and just leaving, he gave it up for the time being. In his words, he simply single-handedly made Liverpool's attack futile.
His strength was so powerful that Torres lamented that he was born at the wrong time.
The girl listened to his words with a smile on her face, "You guys are great, how about we open a bottle of wine to celebrate?"
"We celebrated at that time and drank wine..."
"It's the first time I heard a story, so I want to drink to celebrate. Is it okay to drink with me?" The girl stood up as she spoke, walked to the table nearby, and picked up the wine - as for why there was wine?
, Palmieri no longer thought about it, "Also, this is in the swimming pool, why are you wearing such thick clothes? Take them off!"
Palmeri wanted to refuse, but another thought told him that he would be a fool if he did so.
Just let it erode a little bit once, and then change it...
But just when he made up his mind, suddenly, the door to the rooftop was pushed open. At the door, Balotelli rushed in, "Orlando, it's bad, leave quickly, we are in big trouble - Coach
They came to Milan to catch us!"
Suddenly, all of Palmeri's charming feelings were thrown aside, and a cold sweat almost soaked his whole body.