It was hard to refuse such warm hospitality. Faced with Messi and his family's enthusiastic invitation and attentive care, Jiang Siming had no choice but to stay until after Messi's celebratory banquet before he could finally leave.
Before he departed, Messi and Neymar temporarily abandoned their teammates, coach, and family, rushing out of the hotel to see him off.
"Boss, are you really leaving in such a hurry? Why not stay a few more days? We haven't properly entertained you at all—we've been too focused on the matches." Messi spoke apologetically.
"Exactly. There are plenty of fun places in Brazil. I'm a born-and-bred Brazilian, so I can be your guide. You can have a great time here." Neymar spoke enthusiastically.
Faced with invitations from two top players, Jiang Siming shook his head. "Next time. I still have a lot of things waiting for me to deal with."
The two of them also knew that Jiang Siming was the World's Richest Man. He was surely buried in paperwork and busy managing countless affairs every day.
After all, many wealthy bosses they had met were just as busy, with endless meetings to attend and endless matters to handle.
Of course, if they knew how leisurely the World's Richest Man, Jiang Siming, was at his company, their worldview would definitely undergo a subtle change.
"Then, Boss, we'll see you off to the Airport."
Jiang Siming waved his hand and chuckled. "There's no need to be so polite. Everyone's still waiting for you to continue the celebration banquet. Don't spoil their mood."
Hearing this, the two could only give up.
Before leaving, Jiang Siming gave them one last reassurance.
"As for the transfer matter, unless you two want to leave yourselves, no one can force you out. I've already given the management at Barça