greenery is king

Chapter 1309 Like it or not

After the game, the head coaches of both sides went to the post-match press conference. Although Ai Huan was still elected as the man of the game, he still didn't appear in the press conference. He has not faced the media for a long time. , but this habit has gradually become a practice, and it has been acquiesced by the media.

Since it was an away game, the players all stayed in the lounge. Although they have entered the next round of the game, it is not worth celebrating. The happiness is only for a while. Now everyone has taken a shower, changed clothes and sat in the lounge. They simply eat something inside, or chat in twos and threes, anyway, there is nothing else, as long as Mourinho comes back, they can leave.

Torres seemed a bit disappointed. He still didn't score a goal in this game. He knew very well in his heart that this could be regarded as the last chance, but now it seems that this opportunity has been wasted again.He also had a lot of ideas when he moved to Chelsea, but now it seems that these ideas are meaningless. If you know this, you might as well stay in Liverpool, or simply stay in Calderon. Here, then my state will never be reduced to this point.

When he was thinking wildly, his phone suddenly moved. When he saw it, it was a text message. After opening it, it was sent by the general manager of Ma Jing. As the former main force of Atletico Madrid, of course he would not lose with Atletico Madrid. Contact, so there is nothing strange about such a text message.

After opening it, the first thing displayed on it was clichés, congratulating him on his victory in this game, but then suddenly there was a sentence that made his heart beat faster, "Come to our lounge for a chat?"

Torres's mind turned very quickly, and he made a decision immediately, then stood up as if stretching his waist and walked back and forth in the room for a few steps, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly opened the door and went out.When he walked out the door, he was quite thankful. It seemed that it was a good thing that he didn't have any friends all the time. At this time, he didn't have anyone to bother him, which was good.

But what he didn't expect was that when he walked out the door, Lampard, who had been chatting with Ai Huan, immediately snorted coldly, "Well, what should go has to go, right? His heart has never been in Chelsea." Let it go."

Ai Huan couldn't help smiling, of course he knows how Lampard is feeling now, as a veteran who has played for the club for decades, he has already integrated with Chelsea "Your feelings for Chelsea are like listening to him for Atletico Madrid. The feelings are the same, when he left, he also had his own difficulties, now it’s no surprise to come back here to communicate with his old friends.”

Lampard looked at Ai Huan, "You seem to understand him."

"Yeah, because if I go back to Gelsenkirchen, it will be the same. It's hard to describe the feeling of sitting in the visiting team's lounge in a place I'm so familiar with. If he doesn't care about his feelings, it can only mean that he doesn't have any nostalgia for this club, doesn't it?"

"That's right, but there's no need to be so sneaky. Can you tell me who can hinder him?" Lampard still looked down on him, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, anyway. He doesn't have a few days left to stay, so let's not talk about him."

Ai Huan just wanted to say a joke, but suddenly saw someone push the door open, and then a very beautiful girl walked in, and asked in standard Chinese, "Excuse me, is Ai Huan here?"

Since she speaks Chinese, no one knows what she is talking about except Ai Huan, but from the tone of her voice, she seems to be looking for Ai Huan, so they all look at Ai Huan, and their eyes also contain with various meanings.

Ai Huan didn't know this girl, but he still stood up and nodded politely, "I'm here, who are you?"

"Oh, I'm from Wanda Group. We, Mr. Wang, want to have a chat with you. Do you have time?"

Ai Huan had no friends in Madrid, and of course he didn't know that there was some relationship between Wanda and Atletico Madrid, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange, and immediately frowned.He knows that Wanda has been sponsoring China to kill evil, and the two have met before, so it can't be considered that they don't know each other, but it's a bit strange to meet here. De said, "I'll go for a while, an acquaintance wants to talk to me, and I'll be right back." Then he followed the girl out.

Mr. Wang was not in his office or any higher-level place. After all, he had not officially moved in here, so he simply chose the player tunnel, and stood there openly. Ma Nian looked at Ai Huan with a smile, and the two of them smiled. After shaking hands, he said, "Xiao Ai, you played well today, and your form is still so good."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your compliment. I'm just doing my best. But why are you here? Watching the game or talking about business?"

"Oh, you don't know yet, I have already initialed an agreement with them, and this team will soon become my team." Mr. Wang said bluntly without any intention of hiding anything.

Ai Huan was also stunned for a moment, but immediately realized, "Congratulations, you are so good. Then I am embarrassed today?"

"It's okay, it's just a game. There's nothing to say about our inferior skills. But have you ever thought about going to Spain?"

Ai Huan really didn't expect Mr. Wang to be so straightforward, and immediately laughed, "Stop messing around, Mr. Wang, I'm just a young player. Chelsea bought me for [-] million. Can I just leave?"

"Haha, you don't need to think about money, you just need to tell me a word, whether you want to come or not."

Ai Huan chuckled, "I don't want to."

Mr. Wang didn't expect the other party to answer so happily, so he couldn't help but looked at Ai Huan strangely, "Why? I won't treat you badly when I come here."

"I know, but now I don't want to go back to Spain, I went out from here, here is not so attractive to me for the time being, plus I don't like Atletico Madrid, so even if I go back to Spain, I won't Choose this team."

"why?"

"There is no reason! If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. What should I do if I just don't like it?"

Mr. Wang seemed to have expected this to happen a long time ago, and just nodded with a smile, "So do you like the Chinese team?"

(End of this chapter)