Can Raiola believe what he said? Haha, Liu Hao laughed in his heart. This guy really wants to treat him as a three-year-old child. He has never seen a pig run or a pork. He really wants to talk to him about Ibrahimovic. It was originally worth it, but to say what he said just now? Liu Hao almost wanted to spit out the coffee in his mouth. He had never seen a guy with such a thick-skinned face!

Has this guy been on the verge of money recently or the economy collapsed, even the 30+ team members have started to attack, planning to switch from the high-end market to retail wholesale? Is the old piglet not let it go.

"Yeah, your thoughts make me feel awe-inspiring." Liu Hao held back his laughter and put on a respectful face, listening to Raiola continue to pull it off.

"The world football landscape is quietly changing, and the lifespan of players is constantly increasing. For example, if you are just 30 years old, if your physical function is maintained well enough, you may be able to play until you are 40 years old. There may be three to five years of golden period in between. You should know that Cristiano Ronaldo has developed systematic treatment training for himself with high technology, and his physical condition supports him to be at its peak in the next four years."

"But there is only one Ronaldo in the world, and there is only one Cristiano Ronaldo..."

"Yes, there is only one Liu Hao in the world, right?"

"What is your purpose here?"

"Sign up you and recommend it to AC Milan." When Raiola smiled, the piece of meat on her face swayed, just like Liu Hao's belly.

I didn’t expect that Raiola would be so direct. His purpose was to sign Liu Hao, and he would still recommend it to AC Milan?

It sounds really touching. If he had been young for ten years, Liu Hao would immediately smile and nod.

But at this moment, these words were like when I was pulling a rose in my hand and ran to the girl, saying affectionately, I love you all my life... In fact, it was just a dream in Nan Ke, or just a dream in her mind, or she just wanted to pull the girl to experience it for a moment.

Although Milan nursing homes provide retirement for stars, they are not stars. What Milan needs is players who can start and play the whole game. A substitute like himself. Going to Milan is like working as a dishwasher in a five-star hotel. Liu Hao really doesn't think Raiola's words are true.

Liu Hao just nodded and didn't say anything. Anyway, Raiola didn't know what his real thoughts were.

"I saw your child playing football next to him at his Russian station that day. I think his potential to play football is also very good. I can help your child find a good football environment so that he can also follow your football path in the future."

Ahh! This guy finally told the truth! Liu Hao said sadly, this guy clearly wanted to discuss a business with him. In fact, his real idea should be on Liu Bao.

At the Russian station that day, Liu Bao was indeed playing football on the side, but many people stopped and watched. Of course, the matter was a bit subtle. Liu Bao drank two of his medicines that day. Unexpectedly, Raiola was also present that day? This guy is really unpredictable. Could it be that he has strolled all the streets and alleys of Brazil?

It is rumored that this guy spent half of his year in Brazil, just looking for good football seedlings here and then selling them to Europe for money.

His eyes are known to everyone.

But based on this observation, I arguably concluded that Liu Bao also has the potential to play football. Isn’t it too exaggerated? Even the famous Raiola cannot believe it. Besides, geniuses can always be found by countless mediocre talents, and one general can achieve success.

The financial resources and energy that Raiola invested in a year are definitely not a small amount, nor will he think of success in a dozen or twenty players at once. He must have cast countless nets around the world, and then pulled them up and picked them up in the net, and finally found the fish that he thought had potential and screened them again...

I and Liu Bao are one of the ignorant little fishes among this guy...

"The child is still young, and it will take a few years to see that we Chinese have a saying that we cannot help grow. Although my child is talented, as you Europeans say, children's childhood focuses more on the cultivation of interests. I don't plan to make him so young and believe that football is his future. As for myself, I feel that I am very happy in the club now and have not considered such lofty ideals for the time being."

...Raiola's eyes turned, a little unexpected.

If he said these words in any ordinary family in Brazil, the parents of that family would be willing to kneel down and lick their toes. Why is this guy so hard? Do you think he was so lawless if he won a Masters championship? What can an old guy in his thirty years old do? Isn’t he just cheating some pensions?

However, if you can't fool this guy into going to Milan, wouldn't it be a waste of time...

After taking another sip of coffee, Raiola calmed down her mood and started again.

"The child is younger, so don't you plan to pursue a higher stage dream? You Chinese are not good enough. You are a little rich. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your children. Europe can provide your children with a better learning and living environment. Can..." It's a pity that you don't do pyramid schemes. Unfortunately, Liu Hao is an authentic Chinese, but he doesn't look like he leaves home. What do you want?

"Mino, thank you for your kind invitation, but this matter will be left for later, at least not this season."

This risk is not needed to be evaluated at all, so he directly rejected it.

Wood! The wood is absolutely unmovable! Raiola's heart was pissed, but she didn't want to get up and leave.

Because he was still worried about another guy.

Mendes heard that he was going to come to play Liu Hao too, and both of them had the same eyes, and they both regarded Liu Hao as a good player who could be squeezed out to the end.

Raiola looked at Liu Hao seriously for a long time before he let out a deep breath.

"Well, okay. I will always stay at the Universal Hotel Sao Paulo. If you change your mind one day, you can call me and also, this is my private mobile phone number. Of course, it is best to change your mind after the World Cup. You know that your youth is limited, and next year is really too far away!"

Youth is limited! The four words are highlighted by Raiola, and Liu Hao's heart skipped a beat.

Youth is always exciting, even if it reaches the end...

It would be nice to be able to play professional football. Why do you have a little urge to play football in Europe now? After Raiola left, Liu Hao shook his head with a wry smile. This kind of thought must not be achieved. Whether or not to go abroad is completely different.

When he returned to the hotel, Liu Hao asked Zhang Yu with a hint of doubt.

"A few days ago, when you and Liu Bao were playing in the gymnasium below the hotel, did you notice any strangers saying hello to you?"

He thought that Raiola might have seen Liu Bao play football more than once, and may have observed it several times, so he asked this question.

Zhang Yu pondered for a while, then seemed to have discovered a new continent.

"Well, there are indeed two men who have spoken to us. One of them is a big fat man. The fat man looks like an Indian, with a big lump of fat meat. He said a few words to Liu Bao in Chinese."

Big fat man! Who else can Raiola be? It seems that that guy has a very obvious purpose, but who is there another man?

"What about the other one, what does it look like?"

"The other one is very handsome, looking a bit like Mel Gibson, and a bit like Jason Statham..." "Damn! Why don't you say he's still like Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt? Did he say anything to his son?"

"He was going to give his son a football, but I was afraid that there would be any problems, so I didn't ask Liu Bao to accept it. I remember he didn't say anything at that time, just smiled and left. But the fat man asked Liu Bao if he wanted to become a football star..." Zhang Yu tried his best to recall the process that day.

Who is the other guy? A guy who looks like Mel Gibson and Jason Statham... Liu Hao is quite helpless about Zhang Yu's adjective. If strangers describe it like this, then everyone is Gibson and Statham?

"No problem, right?" Zhang Yu asked indifferently, "Is something wrong?"

This is how women are and are very curious. After Liu Hao asked this, Zhang Yu became curious.

"I'm worried, your son and I have been targeted and we're going to be arrested and sold to Europe!" Liu Hao deliberately scared.

"Really? Then can't I follow you to Europe?"

Zhang Yu was so happy! Suddenly he kissed Liu Hao in the face, almost causing Liu Hao to fall.

"Do you know what's going on?" Liu Hao was stunned. Her husband and son were sold. What's the point of being happy about her?

"Of course I know. After hearing what you said, I remembered something and forgot to tell you. That Gibson Statham is probably a scout. He left me a business card and asked me to hand it over to you. But you have been training and competitions, so I forgot about it." After that, Zhang Yu ran to the dressing table, searched for the bag, and then found it. After a while, he really took out a business card.

The business cards in English and Portugal are similar to those written on Raiola's business cards.

Jorge Mendes...I can't understand Portuguese, but Liu Hao is not illiterate in English.

What an amazing day!

Liu Hao held Mendes' business card in his left hand, and reached into his arms with his right hand and took out another business card.

Mendes and Raiola…

If there is any guy in today's football world who is attracted by two old foxes at the same time, then is his success still far away?

If Ronaldo and Messi are the peerless two-character men in football, then Mendes and Raiola are the peerless two-character men in the brokerage industry.
Chapter completed!