Green Field Eunuch

Chapter 33 Your Dad Is Still Your Dad
Shan Yongzhuo was unaware of the financial difficulties facing AS Roma and Rosella Sensi.

Or rather, it has nothing to do with him at all.

At this moment, Shan Yongzhuo had already appeared at the Capital Airport, where he would transfer to the Prime Minister's flight to Jiangcheng.

Throughout the journey, Shan Yongzhuo was lost in thought.

With a large sum of money in his pocket, Shan Yongzhuo wished his parents from his previous life were still alive. Unfortunately, after changing buses all the way from Jiangcheng to his hometown village, the bungalow he remembered was not there. Instead, there was a vegetable garden.

The people around him told him that there was no family with the surname Shan in the area.

This result left Shan Yongzhu somewhat disheartened.

"It seems that there are no parents in this world..."

Left with no other choice, he had to leave Jiangcheng and transfer to Xingcheng, the capital of Hunan Province.

Stepping out of the airport, Shan Yongzhuo met his adoptive parents.

My mother, Wang Huilan, is a plump middle-aged woman who looks very kind.

My father, Shan Benfu, is quite tall and looks stern; he must be a very serious person.

"Xiao Zhuo is finally back!"

Wang Huilan immediately stepped forward and took Shan Yongzhuo's arm, looking him up and down, constantly complaining that her son had gotten thinner while abroad.

Shan Benfu retorted irritably, "My son is a professional athlete, why does he need to be so fat?"

"Should professional players be this thin? I saw a fat player on the Capital team in the news last time."

"That's in China, how can it be the same as Europe?"

"Okay, okay, you're right, and I'm wrong, alright?"

Seeing his adoptive parents arguing, Shan Yongzhuo quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

The group drove home, but before they even entered the residential area, something seemed amiss.

There were people everywhere at the entrance of the residential area, and Shan Yongzhuo couldn't help but ask, "What happened here?"

Shan Benfu glared at him. "Isn't it all your fault?"

As soon as the car arrived at the entrance of the residential area, someone shouted from afar, "It's Shan Benfu's car!"

Then, a large group of people ran over and surrounded the car.

Shan Benfu gestured not to open the car door, then told Shan Yongzhuo to lower his head, opened the car window and shouted, "Xiao Zhuo isn't back yet, what's the rush!"

Those who hadn't run over immediately stopped in their tracks.

The fans weren't too bothered, and the reporters, knowing that Shan Benfu had a bad temper and wouldn't give interviews, didn't surround him any further.

Only after driving the car into the garage of their villa did the group feel at ease enough to get out.

The situation was fine inside the residential compound; reporters couldn't get in, so the family of three was able to return home.

"You little rascal, if you didn't play football, you wouldn't have caused so much trouble," Shan Benfu said irritably as soon as he got home, leaving Shan Yongzhu speechless.

If it were anyone else, they would have been bragging about it long ago if they had a son who could become famous as a football player.

Shan Benfu is good, but he complains that his son is causing him trouble.

Despite saying that, Shan Benfu still went to cook himself, while Wang Huilan kept asking Zhao Yang all sorts of questions, afraid that her son would be mistreated in Austria.

"Mom, I'm a superstar, the team's ace, no one will bother me."

"That's good, but we can't let trouble get us into trouble. If things get tough, we'll go back to China to play football. Why stay abroad?"

"..."

"Why play football in China!" Shan Benfu, who was serving the dishes, said irritably. "You'll still play football when you go back to China? You should help me manage the factory, find a good girl to marry, and let me retire early and hold my grandchildren."

“Your dad is right,” Wang Huilan rarely agreed. “Don’t get fooled by foreign girls in Austria. I’ve heard foreigners are all promiscuous. It’s better to marry a virtuous Chinese girl.” “…”

I'd love for you to have grandchildren, but my circumstances won't allow it!

"Mom, I should switch teams. I'm going to Rome next season."

"Rome?"

"Yes."

"Then you need to be more careful. I heard from your dad that Boss Zhu's son is in Italy, and the girls there are no good either. Little Zhu has been swindled out of a lot of money."

"..."

Shan Yongzhuo was speechless.

It has to be said that the father's cooking skills are truly impeccable. The table was filled with a sumptuous feast, which was delicious and visually appealing. Although Shan Yongzhuo usually pays great attention to his diet, he didn't care at this moment and ate to his heart's content.

However, Shan Benfu and Wang Huilan kept talking about finding girlfriends.

Dan Yongzhuo was also helpless about this, so he could only change the subject and take out a bank card. "Dad, Mom, this is the money I saved. It has a total of 100,000 euros. Mom, please take it. It's my way of showing my respect to you."

Dan Benfu's expression immediately changed, and he said, "What? Does your dad need your little bit of money? Or do you think you can make money now and have the right to show off in front of your dad?"

Wang Huilan chimed in, "That's right, Xiao Zhuo. If you have money, keep it for yourself. Your parents have plenty. There are many places to spend money abroad, so keep it for yourself."

"You're getting cocky just because you've made a little money. Watch your step, kid. Your dad's still your dad!"

"..."

Despite Shan Yongzhuo's earnest attempts to dissuade him, he had no choice but to reluctantly put away the bank card.

In the days that followed, the number of reporters at the entrance gradually increased.

There is nothing we can do about this.

News of his return to China reached Austria, and the number of reporters at the entrance of the residential area has been increasing daily, making travel seem quite inconvenient.

However, this was no problem for Shan Yongzhuo. With sunglasses and a mask on, he could go out immediately.

His daily routine is very simple: he runs every day, goes to the gym to exercise, and maintains his physical condition, which is very important.

After staying at home for a while, Shan Yongzhuo kept a very low profile.

However, good news did come from Kroos's side.

My transfer seems to be basically complete. All that's left is for me to go to Rome to sign the contract, and then it will be officially announced.

Under the new contract, his weekly wage will increase to 4.5 euros, and his goal bonus will also be adjusted to 5000 euros.

The salary isn't very high, but it's in line with Shan Yongzhuo's current situation and the team's situation. After all, although Roma can barely be considered a Serie A powerhouse, the team's financial situation isn't very good.

A raise is always a happy thing. Upon receiving the news, Shan Yongzhuo expressed his satisfaction with Kross's work and agreed to Kross's request to bring back some Chinese specialties.

Life at home is always so leisurely. My mom cooks meals for me every day, and I don't have to think about anything. This kind of life is the most pleasant.

However, there was one thing that made Shan Yongzhuo feel strange.

That's because my dad's beer brand made him their spokesperson.

Dan Benfu's brewery is just a local enterprise, and its reach is limited to the province. Its annual sales are around 5 to 6 million yuan, which is neither good nor bad.

Shan Yongzhuo didn't really care. He wasn't planning on shooting an advertisement anyway; he was just using his image on the beer packaging. It was his family's factory, so he was making the most of it.

"This is my first endorsement, right? Dad, shouldn't you give me a token endorsement fee or something?"

"Sure, once you retire, the entire brewery is yours. You can take as many endorsements as you want."

"forget it……"

(End of this chapter)