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"I heard from Antonio that, it seems like this." The football emperor, who was startled by Zhuang Mingge's movements, savored what he had just said, was also shocked and sweated. "In this way, it might really trigger people's distrust of UEFA!"

"Of course." Zhuang Mingge felt a little helpless about Beckenbauer's after-awareness, but he still answered, "If you really do this, people will not think about your good, but will worry that UEFA under your leadership will continue to find various reasons to abuse their power. After all, in people's perception, there will definitely be a second time after doing this first time. In this way, how many people can support UEFA today?"

"Uh..." Beckenbauer couldn't help but speak. At this time, he could have imagined how serious the consequences of doing so would be.

"It seems that Franz, you finally reacted." Zhuang Mingge glanced at Beckenbauer angrily and said, "So, Barcelona's request is that you can consider voting through the official UEFA meeting next summer, but you must not modify the schedule at this time, otherwise it will only give Platini, who just lost in the election, to take advantage of it!"

"That's right!" Hearing this sentence, Beckenbauer was shocked, "It is indeed not the time to make a breakthrough. We must do now by taking steady steps and gradually laying the foundation without leaving any hope of turning the tables on our opponents."

Although the football emperor has a very high reputation in the football world, Platini is not bad either. If you are not careful, Beckenbauer will likely be overturned by the French who are eyeing him.

Beckenbauer, who had figured this out, couldn't help but feel a little grateful in his heart and said, "This time, thanks to Antonio, you asked him in advance, otherwise I would be upset."

"Haha, where is this?" Zhuang Mingge waved his hand quickly. He didn't think that now was a good time to seek credit from the other party. Moreover, it would be better for Beckenbauer to remember this kind of favor in his heart. If you expect the other party to make a reward immediately, it will only cause unnecessary disgust. "Franz, you are just in the game, so you can't see some obvious things clearly for a while. If you give you a little more, I believe you will definitely come to the same conclusion."

"Haha, maybe that's right, but without you, I wouldn't have figured out these things so quickly." Hearing Zhuang Mingge's reply, Beckenbauer smiled and gave the other party a reassurance, "So, I will remember this favor."

"Since the matter has been dealt with, then I think, I should leave you from Franz now." Zhuang Mingge, who saw that Beckenbauer had been persuaded by himself and knew that the mission had ended, stood up from his seat and said, "If some people with ulterior motives knew that I had secretly visited UEFA headquarters before the draw ceremony of the quarterfinals 16, I'm afraid there would be some disharmonious remarks."

"By the way, Antonio, there is another thing I plan to get angry with you here in advance." Just as Zhuang Mingge said goodbye to Beckenbauer, the football emperor spoke, "Although I don't want to say that, your Fiorentina's performance in the Champions League over the years is really too dazzling. And the most taboo thing in the cup competitions like the Champions League is that a team has dominated the championship trophy for a long time. So..."

"So, UEFA intends to place more strong opponents on the road to championship competition for my Fiorentina, so that even if Fiorentina wins the Champions League trophy for the fourth time in a row, you can still have enough confidence to refute suspicions from the outside world in the interview. After all, Fiorentina will win the championship by defeating countless strong opponents, and there is no more convincing than this fact." Zhuang Mingge, who had already walked to the door, replied in an indifferent tone, "So, don't worry, I won't have any grudges against Franz."

"Haha, Antonio, it would be great if you can think so." Seeing Zhuang Mingge answering, Beckenbauer couldn't help laughing, and at the same time he felt relieved. He was really worried that the other party would think that he was destroying the bridge. "However, I didn't expect you to be so confident that you think that Fiorentina can win the championship trophy for the fourth time in a row, surrounded by strong enemies."

"Haha, if you don't even have this confidence, how can Florence be worthy of the title of the No. 1 European giant?" Zhuang Mingge smiled and waved his hand, and held the door handle with his left hand, adding, "Don't worry, Franz, as long as there are no problems in the game process, such as side whistle or black whistle, I will not cause trouble for UEFA."

"Well, I naturally understand this." Beckenbauer replied with a smile, "Even if UEFA wants to stop Fiorentina from continuing to dominate Europe, he will never use such despicable means."

"Only in the front battlefield, defeating Florence can you be able to be convincing enough. Otherwise, even if you achieve any achievements, you will be stained with indelible stains." Zhuang Mingge, who thought of the famous Stamford Bridge tragedy in his previous life, said, opened the door and left the last sentence, "Then, I will say goodbye first. Good luck, Franz."

"I wish you good luck, Antonio." Looking at Zhuang Mingge leaving, Beckenbauer replied in a low voice.

After seeing off Zhuang Mingge, the football emperor immediately took action. He found Nunez and Cruyff who had been staying in Lausanne waiting for news. Using the reasons Zhuang Mingge mentioned to him before, he rejected Barcelona's previous request to hope that UEFA could allow teams that won the third place in the Champions League group to participate in this season's UEFA Cup.

After receiving such an answer from Beckenbauer, Nunes and Cruyff, who were extremely disappointed, knew that they could no longer save Barcelona's fate of missing the European war this season, so they left Lausanne sadly and returned to Spain.

As for, after returning to Barcelona, ​​Nunez and Cruyff, who were so upset, jointly put pressure on head coach Van Gaal, demanding that he must defend the league championship to make up for the negative impact of the team's early elimination in the Champions League and other measures. This is another story, and I won't mention it here.
Chapter completed!