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"Should we call it the Hero Burger?"

Vialli asked.

As the son of a wealthy family, he had studied Asian culture to some extent, especially when Bruce Lee had been hugely popular.

"I haven't decided yet. Or maybe Monica or Bellucci? Those names sound Italian right away," Dejan Lu said.

There were actually quite a few advantages to having the brand come from Italy.

Back when people back home worshipped foreign things, they could not even tell Europe and America apart.

By the time they could tell the difference, they would understand that American food was all junk.

Italian fast food truly stood undefeated.

When it came to European and American cuisine, Italy and France were indeed exceptional. Italian food lacked some of the refinement of French cuisine, but had more of its original flavor, which also suited people's later pursuit of health.

"If you weren't going to call it that, why did you make us work for hours? Were you messing with us?"

Roberto Mancini said irritably.

"How could you put it that way?" Vialli said, his acting itch flaring up. "At the very least, it was a pretty good experience. If we get the chance, we could even try that flying style again."

"Wirework? The coach would kill me."

Dejan Lu said.

"Or you could combine it with Monica's name," Roberto Mancini said.

"Monica & Lu, with ML as the English sign?"

Dejan Lu scratched his scalp hard. The name was somewhat improper.

Monica & Dejan would become MD.

Or they could just go with M, like McDonald's.

There was no rush for this anyway. They just needed to get it going sometime soon.

They did not need to open too many locations. As long as they set the standards and worked out the menu, they could head back to Asia and make money.

How many people even lived in Italy?

Even in 2024, they only sold fifty thousand burgers for dinner delivery. That was nowhere near enough to satisfy Dejan Lu's appetite.

"You made the two of us run around for so long. Shouldn't you give us some kind of explanation?"

Roberto Mancini sat down beside Dejan Lu, bumped him hard with his shoulder, and said.

Vialli could not help snickering at how childish his good friend was. Roberto Mancini actually craved friendship, but his temper was bad, he had too much of an idol complex, and he did not speak pleasantly. Without spending a long time together, it was difficult for people to get along with him.

"How about making you our spokesperson in the future? Something like Colonel Sanders—maybe Roberto the Clown?"

Dejan Lu asked.

Roberto Mancini twisted around and pounced, but Dejan Lu dodged him immediately.

On the way back, Dejan Lu felt that having Roberto Mancini serve as the mascot was actually quite reliable.

The old man would be refined and easygoing when he coached in the future, and he had an excellent image.

Like Mourinho, he would be one of the few coaches in football who could land endorsement deals.

That suave image would elevate the fast food's class a little, much like that café on Red Square where Gorky had once lived. It sounded full of cultural atmosphere. Maybe it could even become a prime spot for showing off, just like Starbucks.

"Is this the car Roberto gave you?"

Monica asked when she saw the keys Dejan Lu handed her.

"Yes, drive it," Dejan Lu said. "You have exams coming up, and I might not have time because of training. Having a car will make things more convenient."

"All right, but some brands have also contacted my former agent."

Monica said.

Her natural qualities were right there, and she had also maintained constant exposure.

It was perfectly normal for manufacturers to take notice of her.

However, for the sake of her studies, Monica still turned Dejan Lu down.

Lying in bed, Dejan Lu opened the system and immediately discovered something new.

Your brother Giuseppe Bagnato has received a gift from fate.

After your frantic submissions, Tinto Brass finally decided to make a film about football. He had also taken a liking to Bagnato, but after filming a movie about Reggina, he was unable to become Dino's regular leading man.

Ultimately, it was the same reason he was not a good footballer: his lower half was not all that outstanding.

As your first brother at Reggina and your good friend on the team bench, you encouraged him when he received the call. You told him that when God closed a door, He would surely open a window. If the lower half was not impressive, perhaps the upper half had greater talent. After your guidance, Bagnato immediately remembered his strongest supporting method.

After practicing, Bagnato's nimble hands gradually displayed sufficient power. However, he faced another problem: this sort of thing was not popular in the European film industry. At your suggestion, he decided to develop in Asia. As videotapes became more widespread, Japanese films were also advancing rapidly.

After experiencing the bursting of the bubble and economic recession, the Japanese rejected foreign masters while also craving recognition from them. Amid such extreme contradiction, Bagnato did very well in Japan. In nearly every film, he genuinely played an American husband in poor health, after which a Japanese neighbor would appear to help him take care of his wife.

Or he would play a senior executive at a company stationed in Japan, whose mind became twisted because he had been unable to remain in a healthy state for so long, leaving him with no choice but to use fingers and props to assist his training.

Films of this type greatly satisfied the Japanese. Bagnato became Japan's number one movie star. In Japan, actresses were paid more than male actors, but that did not apply to him. At his busiest, he had to enter several crews in a single day, and even slept in his car. He continued working despite having a fever, naturally portraying a gravely ill American husband.

He even caught the attention of American pharmaceutical companies, which hired him as their spokesperson to promote medicine throughout Asia. The health supplements he endorsed also sold extremely well. The advertising slogan was brutally straightforward: Invest in your health, or leave your money to your wife and your neighbor. That kind of advertisement instantly touched the deepest fears in Japanese men's hearts.

As the genres grew more diverse, he appeared on vehicles and in all kinds of locations. Others used their legs, but he could only use his hands. He had practically witnessed the flourishing of Japanese cinema and its golden generation, from Sola Aoi and Rannan to Aoi Miya, Julia, and then Momonoqi. He could be called a living fossil of the Japanese film industry. Alongside Kato Taka, he was known as the East and West Two Fingers. No one knew how many hours one pair of hands had performed in.

Finally, because of his dedication and outstanding acting, he received the Lifetime Achievement Award in 2020. At the ceremony, Bagnato, who had just rushed over from the set, held the trophy with tears in his eyes. At seventy-six, he had finally received recognition in an industry. While delivering his acceptance speech, his hands trembled slightly as he said, "You know, I have always been Dejan's loyal fan. We spent wonderful times together. His talent was unbelievable. I saw it when we showered with the team. I believed he and I would have great chemistry. My greatest regret is that I was never able to appear in the same film as Dejan..."

Skill acquired: God's Finger

God's Finger: Greatly increases the dexterity of your fingers. The fewer fingers you use, the greater that finger's strength and speed.

Dejan Lu stared blankly.

So was this skill meant for eating buns in Romance of the Three Kingdoms?