"No matter what, it is beyond the expectations of most people that you can convince Messi to join. Everyone thought Messi would live his life in Barcelona~"

Yang Cheng smiled modestly, "In fact, I also spent a lot of money~"

Morati laughed, "I am the boss who is the one who is the least expensive by the media, so are you sure you want to say that? Because to me, this is ridicule, not modesty~"

Everyone knew it was a joke, and a few guests who stayed to listen to it laughed out loud.

"Mr. Morati, I think over the years, you should understand the virtues of the media. Listening to the wind is like rain. One sentence extends countless meanings, although I also run the media industry myself." Yang Cheng is not hesitant to belittle himself.

Beatrice suddenly turned cold and pretended to be angry, "jason, I have been a reporter before, you can't shoot everyone."

Yang Cheng raised his hand, "Okay, it's my fault~"

Italians have a sense of humor as low as the British. They are not funny, but they laugh happily.

After laughing, Morati turned around and asked, "jason, there is something I need to communicate with you. The newly appointed chairman of the board may apply for transfer to Liverpool. I hope you can agree at your discretion."

Yang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Who do you like?"

"Bentec~"

Yang Cheng was stunned and thought he had taken a fancy to Coutinho. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Inter Milan's forward lineup does need to be strengthened, but Benteke~"

He didn't finish his words. If the player's ability is not good, it seems to be a slap in the face. But if you want to say, Bentec, who spent tens of millions of pounds from Villa last year to supplement the bench, did not show any outstanding performance.

The Belgian seemed to have lost his shooting boots at Aston Villa.

However, Morati said, "The Z consortium that we negotiated with also has a team in their country. It seems that it is ready to operate Benteke to Country Z in this way. You can talk about the specific direction yourself. I am only responsible for passing the message and I hope to do something for the team before leaving."

Yang Cheng suddenly realized that this was not surprising. Thinking about the team next season, the team did not seem to have the position of Benteke, so it was not impossible to sell it and exchange it for some money.

However, in order to show respect for the team's management and coaching team, Ian Al immediately called.

When he learned that Benteke was not a non-sale product from Loeff, he said directly, "You can inform Benteke to prepare for leaving the team. I have found a next home for him. Inter Milan, how about it? He shouldn't refuse, right?"

Ian Al doesn't know how the boss is related to Inter Milan, but for Benteke himself, there will be no psychological gap from Liverpool to Inter Milan. On the contrary, being valued by Inter Milan is enough to make up for the spiritual trauma he suffered at Liverpool last season.

"Of course he won't refuse. The team has found a nearly perfect way for him, and he should be grateful."

Yang Cheng nodded, "That's good~"

After saying that, Ian Al hurriedly said, "Boss, please wait a moment, is it convenient for you to speak now?"

Yang Cheng hesitated, pointed to Moratti's phone, left the hall apologetically, found a place where no one was said, "Okay, tell me~"

"Messi has been training with the team for a month. I think it's time to hold a welcome ceremony for him and announce his official joining to Liverpool fans."

"This is all a matter of being decided, isn't it? I need to attend?"

"It's best if you can attend~"

Yang Cheng pondered, "I'm in Milan now, you set a time to notify Carson."

"I understand, it is expected that the Anfield stands will be blocked in the week before the season begins."

"Okay, I understand~"

...

Morati hasn't been at the party for too long, and it's already a great gift to be able to show off her face.

Yang Cheng originally wanted to say goodbye, but Beatrice kept him.

The two of them came outdoors and stepped on the soft lawn. Yang Cheng asked thoughtfully, "Do you want me to help carry your skirt? There is dew on the lawn."

Beatrice did not refuse Yang Cheng's kindness, and she kicked off her high heels and bent down to pick them up. Yang Cheng simply snatched them over and carried them in her hands, "There is a gentleman around you who can do these for you."

"Thank you, gentleman~" Beatrice smiled and teased.

The two of them were walking slowly on the lawn, looking at the lights of thousands of houses like fireflies on the other side, Yang Cheng asked, "What do you want to say?"

"The Boromeo family has always wanted to go out~" Beatrice said without any beginning or end.

Yang Cheng listened quietly and said nothing.

"Whether you want to admit it or not, the United States is the center of attention of the world today~"

As if afraid that Yang Cheng would feel uncomfortable when he heard this, he added, "At least this is true in the Western world."

"If you want to maintain the prosperity of your family, you cannot stop developing, but Europe has no room for development."

Yang Cheng suddenly asked, "You haven't invested in the United States before?"

Beatrice shook her head, "Just through the American branch of the bank, it spreads its influence little by little."

"So now you are going to enter the United States in a big way? Wait, I remember you have an older brother, right? Isn't this a question he should think about?"

Beatrice tilted his head, "Maybe I am a woman? Some things women come forward will have a more significant effect."

These words combined with the atmosphere at this time have somewhat ambiguous meaning. Yang Cheng joked, "It's a pity that you are married, otherwise the effect will be more significant~"

If it were someone else, Beatrice would never mind letting the other party taste the price of insulting a princess, even the small country of Monaco.

But Yang Cheng is definitely an exception. Sometimes women are like this. You can’t joke with familiar people? It would be difficult to look at you with unfamiliar people.

Beatrice also responded with a joke, "I'm not going to use a beauty trick on you~"

Yang Cheng chuckled, "So, Beatrice, is this the real reason why you met me in various ways?"

Beatrice stretched out his arms, hugged the dark lake, and whispered, "How to say, each of our family has a different contact person. I have known you through Andre and have heard your name from many friends. If you have your help, the Boromeo family will be more relaxed in entering the United States."

Yang Cheng was shocked. The Boromeo family had a lot of plans. The four golden flowers in the family and a direct heir of a male, they could contact people who could help them enter the United States separately. This plan was 'arrogant', but it was worthy of their family's status.

Once again, he became a chess piece on someone else's chess board. Even a veteran is just a chess piece being held in the palm of his hand. This taste is so bad that no one will like it.
Chapter completed!