Chapter 387: Stay, Don’t Leave!

387Stay, don’t leave!

South of Manchester, 8 kilometers from the airport, there is a country resort hotel called Mottram Hall.

The most famous thing here is the golf course, which is also the favorite place for countless Manchester United players, because they always come here to relax during their free time, play golf, tennis, squash, and even practice archery.

This hotel is also a gathering place for countless young girls and young girls. The former likes to hook up with the big-name stars of the two Manchester teams here, while the latter likes to hide in the dark and record how these girls are doing. Being hooked.

But tonight, this four-star hotel belongs to one category, Inter Milan!

Moratti made a big move this time. He directly booked this four-star hotel, a manor built in the Georgian era, as a banquet venue for Inter Milan to celebrate. Only Inter Milan, family, and club members returned. Only VIPs invited by the Music Club can attend the banquet after winning the championship.

Moratti and Inter Milan executives all attended the banquet. Among them, Moratti and Yang Cheng took it upon themselves to cut the blue-black cake that symbolized the fruit of victory, and then let everyone present share it. Eat, enjoy the sweetness of the championship, and let them all share the fruits of victory with the team.

Countless reporters gathered outside. They followed the team to this hotel after the award ceremony at Old Trafford Stadium, but they were refused entry. This is why Inter Milan chose this hotel.

There is no doubt that Yang Cheng is the protagonist of this banquet.

Florentino found one and came over to talk to Yang Cheng as an excuse. He once again talked about coaching Real Madrid. This time he showed greater sincerity, that is, he could give Yang Cheng some transfer rights. But Yang Cheng still rejected Real Madrid's invitation.

"I still say the same thing, Del Bosque is the most suitable head coach for Real Madrid!" This was his advice to Florentino, but it was obvious that the latter did not listen at all.

After that, people came one after another, and Yang Cheng walked out of the hall without getting tired of it.

It can be said that the hotel has completely retained the flavor of the previous Georgian era. The woodlands, trees and country lanes are all very charming. As soon as you step out of the house, you can feel the cool but fragrant atmosphere of the countryside late at night. The whole person couldn't help but feel relaxed and frightened by it.

There is a small Suizhong in the south of Zhaiyu. Suzhong is a small island full of trees. There is a wooden pavilion on the island. You can take a canoe from the bank of Suzhong to the small island of Suzhong.

Yang Cheng walked slowly along the lakeside, breathing in the fresh air around him. He didn't feel tired at all from being up all night. Instead, he felt very energetic and excited.

The sky in England is always gray, so it can rain anytime and anywhere. However, the hotel has arranged non-dazzling lights in appropriate places, which will not break the ambient atmosphere of the surrounding countries, but also allow people to see the roads and surroundings clearly. scenery.

Sitting on the grass in Suhhat, Yang Cheng just stared at the wooden pavilion in the distance in a daze until he felt someone approaching.

Turning his head, he saw it was Chetty walking over and smiled slightly.

"Did you drink a lot, Giacinto?" Yang Cheng asked.

Chetty shook his head and sat down next to Yang Cheng, "I have started to listen to you recently, and I drink less and less coffee. I eat healthily."

Yang Cheng laughed, and vaguely, he could guess Chedi's purpose.

The European Champions Cup has been won, the Coppa Italia is also guaranteed, and the Triple Crown is almost a foregone conclusion. Next, everyone should probably start to care about Yang Cheng's fate.

The whole world was in uproar last season, and now is certainly no exception.

After all, today's Yang Cheng's appeal in the media will not be lost to any star in the world. His job-hopping rumors can even be said to have attracted the attention of media around the world.

"Massimo didn't dare to say it himself, so I had to do it!" Chetty finally spoke.

Yang Cheng nodded. Moratti was actually very emotionally fragile sometimes. He always told people that he treated Yang Cheng as his son, and Yang Cheng treated him the same way. The relationship between the two was very fragile. Deep, so he fears rejection.

"Stay, don't leave!" Chetty advised hopefully.

"Tronchetti just talked with Massimo. If you are willing to stay, he is willing to privately increase your annual salary of 10,000 euros, and at the same time give you a fund to operate in the transfer market, and... "

Chetty wanted to say more about Inter Milan's sincerity, but Yang Cheng stretched out his hand and interrupted him.

"You know, Giacinto, you know the reason why I left!" Yang Cheng said.

Chetty smiled bitterly.

Sometimes when he thinks about it, he hopes that Yang Cheng is a guy who is greedy for money and forgets his loyalty. This will at least give people a chance to take action and know how to keep him. However, he is like this now A winning look.

He will be a very, very worthy friend, but he is a negotiation partner that any businessman hates. At least you can't guess what he wants, because businessmen always only know how to measure value and interests.

So people like Florentino would not understand what Yang Cheng was thinking.

The whole world is eager to go to Real Madrid, why does he refuse to go?

But Patty understood, so he didn't blame Yang Cheng even half a sentence.

"Serie A is slowly getting better. Silvio Berlusconi will not be able to remain Prime Minister for the rest of his life. When he returns to Taiwan and his competitors come up, all the debts he owes must be repaid." Chetty also wanted to persuade him. .

But Yang Cheng shook his head, "You know? Giacinto, sometimes I think deeply about why Serie A, which I hate, has become like this? What is the conclusion I finally came to, you know?"

Chetty shook his head.

"It's because football here involves too much politics!" Yang Cheng felt that "Serie A is extremely rough."

"I have never had the extravagant expectations of a child. Football is pure. Football has not been pure from the beginning because all fans have placed too much expectations and burdens on it. I just hope that football's Things can be resolved using the rules of football."

After a pause, he said: "As I often say, Milan fans hate me, okay, I don't object to them hating me. They want revenge. Whatever they want, I welcome you. If you have the ability, you can join football. Defeat me on the court. If you can beat me, you have the ability. But if you can only rely on some means and some off-court tricks, even if you can defeat me, I will not feel that I have lost, because from the beginning, they You’ve already lost!”

"I'm just a head coach, Giacinto!" Yang Cheng smiled and patted Chetty on the shoulder.

The great Italian left-back looked at Yang Cheng deeply and couldn't help but admit that since he started taking charge of Inter Milan, he has shouldered too many burdens and responsibilities. In this regard, the club has returned to the club. The support given was minimal.

But in the past four years, he has done a lot for Inter Milan, making Inter Milan at least qualified to be on the same starting line as its opponents, and even psychologically better than its opponents.

The Triple Crown is undoubtedly the pinnacle that Inter Milan can reach. It can be said that Yang Cheng has fulfilled his past promises. Choosing to quit at this time can be said to be the most ideal result. It can not only relieve the burden on him, but also put him aside. His best side came to an abrupt end, allowing fans to recall only the best and most glorious side in the future.

To put it in another sentence, isn't Yang Cheng's choice to leave a show of courage?

After finally building such an outstanding lineup, how many people can do it at the drop of a hat?

"Is there really no room for redemption?" Chetty asked.

Yang Cheng shook his head and did not answer, but the meaning was very obvious.

Chetty sighed. He believed in Yang Cheng. All the rumors about him from the outside world are false. He has definitely not reached any agreement with anyone so far. However, he is very determined to leave and no one can keep him. .

"Then the fans..."

Yang Cheng nodded, "I'll tell you in a few days!"

After a pause, he smiled and said: "They must be very happy now. We should let them keep this happiness for a few more days."

Chetty didn't say anything more. Yang Cheng had already prepared everything. What more could he say?

After sending Chetty away, Yang Cheng still didn't get up. Later, he simply lay down on the soft grass and looked up at the sky.

Although even now, he has not decided where he will go, but he is not worried at all.

Today's Yang Cheng is no longer the Yang Cheng who first arrived back then. He is ashamed now and does not need to worry about having nowhere to go, because there are many clubs pursuing him and it is up to him to choose.

Of course, if there is really no suitable one, he would be willing to give himself a period of vacation.

From 1995 to now, for a whole year, he has been running back and forth non-stop, always busy, and has never been able to relax completely. If he really can't find it, With a good team, wouldn't it be better for him to just give himself a holiday?

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng couldn't help but think of his son who was far away in Australia. He had a son!

As soon as this thought came to him, he couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny?" Canalis appeared out of nowhere. She thought she had been discovered by Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng really didn't notice her, it was just a coincidence, but he smiled inscrutably, "I'm laughing at some people, who are as timid as a mouse and don't know how to be scared, but they always want to scare people."

Canalis glared at him, but in the dim light, she couldn't see clearly.

She sat down directly and then lay down next to Yang Cheng.

The surroundings were quite dark, and everyone gathered in the courtyard to celebrate and drink. Who would come out here without any problems?

Yang Cheng had announced before that the team would have a complete holiday today and tomorrow. The players could do whatever they wanted, and he would not interfere.

From time to time, someone's shouts could be heard from inside the house, which could be heard very far and clearly in the quiet night.

"Are you leaving?" Canalis turned her head and saw Yang Chengru's knife-cut side.

Yang Cheng nodded but did not answer.

"Where to go?" Canalis asked again.

Yang Cheng shook his head, "I don't know." But there was no confusion in his tone, only casualness.

Canalis bit her lip gently and lay back again, "Then will you come back?"

Yang Cheng was silent. After he left Inter Milan, it was almost certain that he would not return to this club again.

After a long time, there was no response. Canalis asked sadly: "Isn't there anyone in Milan who is worthy of your nostalgia?"

The dull idiot suddenly realized that what she meant was this. He couldn't help but reached out his hand, gently grabbed her Rouyi, and squeezed it gently, "I will leave the place on the shore of Lake Como behind." It’s a villa, I like it there very much, and I will come back to live there as soon as I have time.”

After a pause, Yang Cheng smiled, "When I get old and retire one day, I will retire there."

He really likes Lake Como and the scenery there. He has made a plan to live in Lake Como during the week and go to a farm in Australia to escape the winter, just like an emperor.

With her hand held by Yang Cheng, Canalis couldn't help but feel a sweet feeling in her heart, and she lay closer to her body, but deliberately said: "Then you have to come here often, otherwise...,

"What else?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear the loneliness and find another man!" Canalis chuckled.

Yang Cheng said indifferently, "If you feel happier this way, then go for it!"

Canalis immediately punched him a few times coquettishly, obviously unhappy with what he said, "Don't you know how to say more polite words to coax others?"

Yang Cheng laughed, "Do you want me to say, oh, no, I can't stand the loneliness, but I have to be patient. You are my woman, and you can't have sex with others in your life, like this?"

Canalis saw that what he said was so straightforward and so irritating that she almost beat the bastard to death.

She stood up and turned around, leaning over to look down at Yang Cheng. Her eyes seemed to glow in the dark space, "Anyway, I'm waiting for you in Milan. If you don't come for too long, I'll go find you. I will chase you wherever you go, and you will never get rid of me in this life, do you understand?"

When Yang Cheng heard this, he felt warm in his heart, but he pretended to feel as if he was chilling all over and couldn't help but tremble, "Wow, it's so disgusting!"

Canalis was teased so much that she laughed back and forth, but she pulled his face hard to make him look directly at her, then slowly lowered her head, kissed his mouth gently, and pressed her whole body against him body.

After a round of intense kissing, both of them seemed to be in love. Yang Cheng inserted both hands into her sexy evening dress. After a round of palm rubbing, the Italian goddess of seams suddenly fell into love. They were all gasping for breath.

"Talk!" Yang Cheng stopped at the critical moment.

"Huh?" Canalis looked at him sadly.

"Let's go to the island!" Yang Cheng smiled like a thief.

Canalis blushed at first. She had never tried to work in such a place where the sky, quilt, and ground were the bed. She felt a little repelled, but she felt novel and exciting, so she couldn't help but nodded.

The two of them immediately got up from the grass and walked towards the canoe parked on the lakeside with their clothes still intact.

bang bang bang

Yang Cheng heard the knock on the door. He raised his head in a daze and looked at the door squinting. It was not open. Fortunately, otherwise it would have been a happy couple, but he quickly buried his head in Songhui. On the soft pillow, continue to sleep.

bang bang bang

"What are you doing?" Yang Cheng said.

"It's time, it's time to get up!" Paul Bayer shouted from outside.

"I'll get back to you someday!" Yang Cheng responded loudly, "I got it!"

When I got up from the bed, I still felt sore in my waist and back. The feeling of fighting in the wild was really uncomfortable. Although it was exciting, but...

All in all, physical work!

"Hey, tell me, what did the boss do all night last night?"

In the restaurant of Zhaiyu, Ronaldo smiled particularly obscenely and asked the teammates around him.

"He seemed to come back at dawn!" Nedved remembered clearly.

"I heard that many guests like to hook up with these beautiful waitresses in the hotel. Do you think the boss will..." Ronaldo, this bitch, didn't explain clearly, but everyone felt happy after hearing this.

The most damning thing is that these guys kept nodding.

"It's normal. The boss is already in his thirties. The most pitiable thing for a man is to be alone without a partner..." Nesta, who was very solicitous, was considerate, but was interrupted by Ronaldo.

"Alessandro, please note that this is a sexual relationship..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Canalis, who was in the same restaurant as the Inter Milan players but eating at different tables, blushed. She didn't dare to say a word, for fear of revealing her flaws.

Yang Cheng coughed deliberately, and his laughter suddenly stopped. Everyone was like a duck with its neck broken.

"Is it funny?" Yang Cheng casually sat in his seat, picked up something and started eating.

After doing physical work for such a long time, it is normal to feel hungry.

"Huh?" Yang Cheng looked at Ronald

The Brazilian immediately put on a shy face and chuckled: "It's not funny, boss. I told them to stop laughing a long time ago. These bastards gossip about people all day long. They have no shame!" This guy said that. Filled with righteousness and shame.

Everyone burst into laughter and cursed Ronaldo one by one. They all felt that the most shameless one was this bastard.

Yang Cheng himself couldn't help but laugh. Although they all like to talk nonsense on weekdays, in fact everyone respects Yang Cheng very much. It's okay for them to fool around at ordinary times, but once it comes to serious matters, they all change. Be very serious.

"Okay, sit down and eat quickly, we have to catch the flight back!" Yang Cheng cursed with a smile.

Ronaldo knew that he had passed the test and immediately sat back in his seat. He had just grabbed a piece of toast covered with jam and put it in his mouth to take a bite when Yang Cheng continued.

"Ronaldo will double his training volume in the next few days, Paul, write it down for him!"

Ronaldo's face chewing toast and his big eyes were just like the Cheshire sky, gray and full of despair.

On the contrary, all the Inter Milan players around him cheered.

"Long live the boss!"

"The boss is wise!"

Everyone was cheering, except Ronaldo, who kept shaking his head, how could he even eat breakfast!