La Gazzetta dello Sport: "Barcelona have decided to take George from Saint Kevin because they truly lack a striker. But we have serious doubts as to whether Barcelona can put up enough money. If they want to complete the deal, they may need twenty-four years interest-free."
Huang Kaiwen nearly laughed out loud when he saw that.
Barcelona's financial situation really was not good, though.
They had already cashed in plenty of their future. Even with leverage, they could not pry the Earth loose.
Barcelona's youth academy had always been strong, and that was one reason they could continue succeeding.
Thinking of that, Huang Kaiwen felt even more certain that having the Professor coach Milan had been a wise choice.
Even if Milan found themselves in Barcelona's current predicament decades from now, they would still have enough youth talent to support the first team and would not sink into decline.
Feeling a little unwell after breakfast, Huang Kaiwen called the Professor to ask for a few days off.
There was a lot going on at home. Sometimes he had to face several opponents at once. Even Huang the Ball King, gifted as he was, still expended plenty of stamina.
He had even, quite unusually, fallen asleep on the sofa.
Near noon, a phone call woke him.
"Massimo, what's got you in such high spirits that you want to have lunch with me?" Huang Kaiwen asked with a yawn.
"Of course," Moratti said from the other end of the line. "I don't have many friends. Isn't it normal for me to ask you to lunch?"
"Fine. Tell me the restaurant and I'll be there. After all, someone else is paying," Huang Kaiwen teased.
After getting up and quickly washing up, he called Nio and headed out.
Strictly speaking, Nio was getting on