Andre Viviano and several of his agents and friends sat in the cafe as usual, sipping delicious coffee, chatting and exchanging information with each other.

For example, what type and position of players do a team need? If you don’t have the right player here, you can also share this information with other people. Maybe other agents have the right candidates?

In this way, everyone can find more opportunities and facilitate more transactions.

This was originally proposed by Viviano, and the reason for the proposal was precisely because Viviano missed a business because of poor information. Later, he imagined that he was not as famous as himself, and that there were many small brokers with limited connections in Italy. How can they survive in a highly competitive market environment?

Be aware that many brokers are not even full-time and often have other jobs. After all, there are not many opportunities for small brokers. It is good to be successful two or three times a year, and behind these two or three successful transactions, then It is countless times of hard work, negotiations, sawing, and rash, and finally returns. During this period, all expenses incurred are often at their own expense.

In addition to this, any problems with the players under management also need to be dealt with by the agent, and these problems often require money.

If there is no other source of income, relying on this job alone, I am afraid that I will starve to death.

If we can unite these small brokers and share resources and intelligence, can we make many previously difficult businesses easier to succeed?

For this purpose, Viviano and his broker friend, who are very close to each other, set up such an organization together. If you hear any information in peacetime, and the other brokers in the organization are suitable for operation, you can share it with everyone, and others will also introduce the opportunity to yourself.

If everyone is not busy, they will gather together about one day a week to enhance feelings and understanding, and exchange information that is not very urgent.

The organizer does not charge any fees from these exchanges, nor is it responsible for identifying the authenticity of the news. Even the coffee money is paid separately, which can be said to be very loose.

Since it is an organization, it must have a name, even if it is loose.

Viviano originally wanted to call this broker organization "Avengers", which means to avenge a super broker like Lajola because Lajola broke the market rules and destroyed the relationship between the broker and the club. The relationship between him and his high-spirited approach also aroused the plan of public opinion and stigmatized the broker. Now when everyone mentions a player agent, the impression of "vampire" and "maggot" will appear in their minds, which is very unfavorable to the development of the agent.

However, other people disagree with the name of such a secondary two, and feel that this name is too shameful, so in the end this organization was called "Agent Roundtable" because the coffee table happened to be round...

Viviano was quite criticized for this featureless name, but in the voting, he proposed that the "Avengers" lost to the "Agents Roundtable" with a disparity of 1:6, even if he was an organization. The founder had no way to defy public opinion, and he only accepted the name with suffocation.

There was no valuable information to share and exchange at today's roundtable, so everyone quickly chatted about leisure time.

"Alas, it's really insulting!" Nicolo Togliano sighed, and there seemed to be some annoyance. His appearance immediately attracted everyone's interest.

"What's the matter, Nicolo? Did something happen to you?"

At the beginning, it was a more concerned tone, but when Viviano joined the topic, the style changed: "Yeah, yeah, say it and make us happy!"

"Haha!"

In the laughter, Togliano glared at Viviano.

"I wanted to get in touch with the Chinese genius from Sampdoria, but I was grabbed first by the **** Laiola!" said Nicolo Togliano, the agent from Genoa.

"That high? Nicolo, do you think too much? Even if there is no Laiola, why do people look at you? You know that Andrea is much earlier than you found him, and he was rejected differently?"

Someone looked at Andre Viviano.

He was talking about an old thing-as early as Gao Zheng played for the AC Milan junior team, Viviano had already contacted Gao Zheng, hoping to become Gao Zheng's agent. Quite simply refused.

Viviano's expression under the eyes of everyone was very serious: "Has the dead fat man already become a high agent?"

"It shouldn't have happened. The media reported that the two sides only have contact... But since they have contacted, is there any suspense? How many players can refuse to be solicited by Italy's biggest agent? As far as I know, many and I have an idea broker, just because this news has been retired..."

"Since you are not sure, you should not give up. Are you all scared by the dead fat man?" Viviano said.

"Hey, Andrea, don't talk nonsense. I'm not frightened, but I'm not willing to do useless work, wasting money and energy but making stepping stones for Laiola." Jarno said dissatisfiedly.

"That is, if you don't get it, you will eventually be laughed at by Laiola and say that you can't do anything..." Others also helped Togliano.

But Viviano stared at Togliano's eyes: "Nicolo, are you sure you don't want to fight high?"

"Why?"

"If you are sure, then I will go to the high."

"You are crazy, Andrea?" The others exclaimed this time. "That's Lajola!"

"That's why I called us "Avengers."" After finishing talking, Viviano drank the coffee from the table, then put the cup back on the table and got up and left the table.

"Sorry everyone, I will go back as soon as I go."

Looking at the back of his whirlwind departure, a group of people had not responded.

"This... wasn't he rejected by Gao once? How did he go?"

"Why did he and Laiola get through?"

Among the crowd, Viviano had the best relationship, and his old friend Fabio Adobati sighed: "Because he had a star of hope that Laiola had dug into the past... that player is Andre discovered from the youth team of the small team that he devoted almost all of his hard work to that person, creating the best conditions for him, and treating him as if he were his own son. But this player is a little famous Later, Laiola came smelling, gave the player a very attractive future, and encouraged the player to kick Andre..."

"Later? What about the genius?" Someone asked curiously.

"Under Laiola’s frequent transfers, he couldn’t play football in any serious way. His state plummeted. Finally, no team wanted him. And Laiola saw that he couldn’t squeeze any more oil. When he came, he abandoned him. He himself retired at the age of 26. When he heard the news, Andrea told me that if it weren’t for Laiola, the child could have had one A splendid career can become a national team..."

Adobati can still remember how Viviano drunkenly said to himself at that time, just like a father who heard the bad news of the death of his son, his face was full of tears, but he was unaware of it.

"Uh..." It's embarrassing to ask the people afterwards.

"Why haven't we ever heard Andrea say?"

"Who wants to dig out the scars every day for people to see?" Adobeti said no more.

After a long silence, someone finally sighed: "No wonder Andre is going to call our organization "The Avengers"... he is looking for revenge on Laiola."

"But... honestly, I sympathize with Andre's experience, but I still want to say that Laiola is not that easy to overcome. What he is best at is his clever tongue, which is inspiring and unconventional. 'S young player really got his way. Maybe Gao has become a Laiola player, but the media hasn't reported it yet..."

"Perhaps, but it is possible that the two sides have not yet reached an agreement. As Andre said, as long as you are not sure, you should not give up."

"I think we should help Andre," Adobati said suddenly.

"How can I help?" The crowd looked at him.

"Nicolo, you are a Genoese, Genoa is your territory, can you share all the high intelligence you have collected with Andrea?"

"No problem at all." Nicolo Togliano nodded without hesitation.

Adobati looked at another person: "Marco, I remember you had business contact with Migure?"

Marco Tula quickly raised his hands: "Uh, that was a long time ago, and we didn't negotiate in the end, they were too greedy..."

"If you can, can you help Andre collect Migure's information about Gao?"

"Although it was a long time ago, I think I should still be able to find some information, hoping to help Andrea." Marco Tula immediately changed his voice.

Adobati said to another person: "Massimo, I remember your car is the best among us, Mercedes S?"

"Cough, it's a bit old..." Massimo Suss was a little embarrassed.

"But we all know that you cherish it very well, the maintenance is usually very good, and the paint surface has no scratches..."

"That's because I rarely drive..." Sousse knew what Adobati meant, and he immediately took the initiative to say: "Although it is rarely driven, but the car is really good, I think and I should really let this old man enjoy Mercedes-Benz, from here to Genoa is enough."

Adobati nodded and smiled: "I thank you for Andrea, Massimo."

"Why? We are all friends!"

The remaining two looked at Adopati: "What about us? We can help too!"

"Then cheer for Andre!"

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The wife stood curiously at the door of the bedroom. As soon as her husband Viviano returned, she stormed into the bedroom and began to pack her luggage.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Genoa!" Viviano picked out a suit from the closet, put it in the box, but took it out and threw it aside.

"Sampdoria or Genoa? How could they look at your players?"

Viviano ignored his wife's sarcasm and stood in front of the closet again to pick up his suit. Finally he took out a suit in a dust bag.

Seeing this suit, his wife was also a little surprised: "Do they really like your players?"

This suit is only worn when the husband talks about big business. It is the best one.

"I'm going to sign a player." Viviano didn't cram the suit into the box, but planned to carry it like this to avoid wrinkles-he planned to go directly to Gao Zheng after arriving in Genoa, so He may not have time to find a place to iron suits.

"Sign player?" His wife frowned. "Which player deserves you so grand? You didn't get so serious when you married me."

"I'm going to **** Laiola's people." Viviano said, lifting the box up and gritting his teeth.

Hearing this, his wife stopped speaking and turned to take out a red tie from the drawer: "Then don't forget to wear this lucky tie."

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot! Thank you, Jenny!" Viviano tucked his tie into the box and gave his wife a kiss, just like a warrior who kissed another lover before going out.

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When Viviano walked out of the house with his suitcase accompanied by his wife, he was surprised to find that the members of the round table were standing in front of him with a smile.

Massimo Sus got out of his Mercedes and threw the keys to Viviano.

He took a look and looked at Suss in surprise: "This is..."

"Digging people from Laiola, the momentum can never be lost. My car is always old, but I am currently equipped with a successful agent." Sister intended to bite "success" very hard.

"You don't usually cherish..."

"Isn't it always for you to use it at this time?" Sousse said.

Then Riccolo Togliano stood up and said: "I'll be your driver, Andrea. No one is more familiar with the streets and streets of Genoa, and I will take everything about Gao and Sang on the road. Everything about Pudoria is told to you in detail. You have to know who you are digging?"

"Nicolo, I am the one who is robbing you..." Viviano was surprised that Togliano was willing to help him. He just said that the other party is a coward.

"Gao is not my...you're right, Andrea, I have no guts to **** Laiola's people. But I also don't want to see Laiola so arrogant." Togliano shook his head. .

"I've called and asked. Migure only had contact with Gao. The two sides have not reached any agreement. In other words, Gao is still not a Laiola player, so you still have a chance. Derek." Marco Tula also stood up and said.

"You..." How can Viviano not understand what everyone means at this time?

Adobati said to him: "Come on, Andrea, we all want to see you slapping the dead fat man!"

Viviano is happy: "So our organization can now be called "Avengers"?"

"That doesn't work, I think the name'Agent Roundtable' is pretty good." Adobati said with a smile and shook his head, while opening the rear seat door for Viviano, "Go, big broker Good luck, people!"

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PS, although there is no change, but for the four thousand-word chapter, I want to ask for the monthly ticket in a low voice...

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