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Time flies quickly, and it is the day for the Professional League to hold a meeting in the blink of an eye.

Although the meeting notice was Francesca Tanzi, the executive chairman of the league, the meeting was held at the headquarters in Florence. After all, the root cause was that the meeting was initiated by Zhuang Mingge, who is the chairman of Florence, so Florence naturally became the meeting place of this professional league meeting.

In a high-end conference room at the headquarters in Florence, owners or general managers of 18 Serie A teams from all over the country gathered together to wait for the official start of the meeting.

As for why not all the bosses are all here, this is mainly because many bosses actually don’t have a thorough understanding of the football industry, and they exist more in the form of an investor. Therefore, these people are quite consciously not insisting on attending such a meeting, but instead handing over the rights to attend the meeting to the more professional team general manager. For example, AC Milan’s boss Berlusconi did not show up, but sent his capable subordinate Galliani to attend the meeting.

Of course, there are also people who are not conscious, such as the fan chairman who looks impatient in front of Zhuang Mingge - Mr. Massimo Morati.

"Antonio, don't keep it from being indifferent to us. If you have anything to say, we will all listen." Morati still looked very angry. He couldn't stand it after just a few minutes of quiet in the conference room. He hurriedly asked Zhuang Mingge about the purpose of the meeting.

"Okay, since you said that Massimo, I won't turn the corner. Now I announce that this temporary meeting of the professional league has officially begun!" Zhuang Mingge nodded to Moratti with a smile, sootheed the other party's emotions, and finally started the theme of the meeting. "First of all, let's discuss the first topic. I would like to ask everyone here, do you think that our transfer system in the Serie A is a bit unreasonable?"

"Everyone knows that since the implementation of the Boseman Act two years ago, the Football Association has made some changes to the league's foreign aid system in accordance with this bill, stipulating that each Serie A team is allowed to introduce only one non-EU player per season." Seeing everyone in the conference room focusing on themselves, Zhuang Mingge began his speech, "From the perspective of protecting local players, the Football Association's approach is still understandable... But I think it is time for this system to be changed!"

"Due to the impact of the Boseman Act, the transfer system stipulated by the Football Association can prevent players who only have non-EU nationality from flowing into Serie A, but it cannot prevent high-level players from other countries in the EU from pouring into the league! Therefore, these Football Association officials' so-called policy that can protect the growth space of local rookies has not played its due role!"

"Not only that, this policy has seriously hindered the path of our Serie A clubs to enhance their strength!" Speaking of this, Zhuang Mingge once again strengthened his tone, "To give the simplest example, Massimo, take your Inter Milan as an example. If you sell two non-European players, Canu and Sanetti, to foreign countries this summer because of some force majeure. But when you want to find their substitutes, but because of the policy formulated by the Football Association, you can only find suitable candidates within the EU. Isn't this obviously increasing the difficulty coefficient for our teams to enhance their strength?!"

Zhuang Mingge's remarks immediately sparked a heated discussion among the people present.

"Yes, Antonio is right!" The first person to support Zhuang Mingge was naturally the boss Mo Da who had always had a good relationship with him and had just been named. "This year I have attracted many very good players, but because the Football Association only has one non-EU player every year, I was hesitating until the time of the time which player should I choose."

"I agree, Chairman Corleon is right!" Although he was kidnapped by Zhuang Mingge a few years ago, Lazio boss Cranioti was open enough. He did not feel hostile to Fiorentina and Zhuang Mingge because of this transfer, and also stood up to support Zhuang Mingge. "I won't say it far away. For example, this summer, I took a fancy to two Argentine players, Almeida and Simeone. As a result, due to this cheating policy, my Lazio could only buy Almeida, but he was powerless to Simeone."

"Hey! Why are you interested in Diego (Simone)? That's our Inter Milan's goal!" An unexpected thing happened. As soon as Cranioti finished speaking, he surprised Boss Mo Da, "You don't have such a person! You are robbing naked!"

"Tsk, Chairman Morati, your words are really interesting. Has anyone ever stipulated that a player cannot be taken by several teams at the same time?" Cranioti glanced at Morati disdainfully, his eyes full of contempt, "You are too fussy. Thanks to Chairman Morati, you have been the chairman for several years. I believe that the Inter Milan employees who work under your hands must have worked very hard? You have to find a way to wipe your boss's butt every day."

"You!" Although he was born in a business family, Morati, who is honest, was most unbearable, especially in football. Morati is a completely fan, and he is still the kind of person who is just a little bit of a blow. "Chairman Cranioti! Let's see whose team is more attractive to Simeone! The loser must publicly admit his failure in the newspaper. How about it?"

"Okay! Who is afraid of whom!" Cranioti is also a master who is not afraid of big trouble. Otherwise, he would not have just successfully listed in Lazio in history. Before his foundation has been stable, he spent a lot of money in the transfer market to build a dynasty belonging to the Blue Eagles. "Just with Inter Milan's current achievements, Simeone really may not be able to look at your team!"

"Then let's just say that!" Morati slapped the table by the other party and said loudly, "I don't believe it anymore. My Inter Milan can't even snatch your Lazio. What a joke!"

The two of them slapped the table in the conference room for a long time before being persuaded by the two peacemakers, Galliani and Old Pozzo. They sat at both ends of the conference table and stared at each other with their eyes gasping for breath, looking bitter and revengeful.

Everyone else here looked at the two people who were fighting and thinking that these two bosses are really good at Huobao. Can the team's recruitment goal be revealed to the public so casually?
Chapter completed!