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Chapter 836

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In the living room of his apartment, Li Ang moaned comfortably as Alice massaged his shoulders.

His agent, Betty, could not help but roll her eyes and ignore him.

Betty had returned from the United States this time to help Li Ang with some matters. Alice naturally came back as well. They had been separated for a month, and the season was coming to an end. Their wedding date was approaching, so they were even more inseparable.

"The harvest this time is not bad," Betty said with some pride. "You are now the manager of Inter Milan. Inter Milan's results this season are quite good, especially winning the Serie A title and reaching the semifinals of the Champions League. Your fame has increased greatly, so these businesses are now anxious to work with you."

"What are they?" Li Ang asked curiously. He had handed over his personal business development to Betty and did not ask about it.

"Armani wants to invite you to be their spokesperson. Geely Razors also wants you to be their spokesperson. Bentley also wants you to be their spokesperson," Betty said.

"And Heineken. They also want you to be their spokesperson. They even have an idea for the advertisement." Betty pursed her lips. "I've seen the idea for the advertisement. It's very good."

"Well, tell me about it," Li Ang said with interest.

Betty briefly explained. According to the idea of Heineken's advertisement, Li Ang would appear in Heineken's television advertisement. In the advertisement, he would encourage his supporters to go to the bar to watch the Champions League.

"Very good." Li Ang nodded with satisfaction. This kind of advertisement was very suitable for his identity as a champion manager. There was nothing wrong with it.

*****

"About the endorsement fee." Betty picked up a piece of paper, glanced at it, and said, "Armani offered 1.5 million euros for three years, Geely's Razor offered 800,000 euros for two years, and Bentley offered 1.2 million euros for three years!"

"Heineken is offering the highest price, but they want to sign a long-term contract. Three million euros for five years!"

When Betty was talking, Alice was calculating in a low voice. Being born in the slums, Alice was somewhat insecure. She would never miss an opportunity to make money. In the past, in order to make a living for herself and Carlos, she worked day and night on her manuscript.

"It's too low." Li Ang thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Yes, I think so too." Betty smiled. "I think we should wait until the Champions League final is over before we talk to them."

"That's right." Li Ang nodded. Inter Milan had defeated Arsenal 5-3 in the first leg of the Champions League semi-final. They were only one step away from the Champions League final. Li Ang was confident that Inter Milan would enter the final.

After the final at the Stade de France, whether Inter Milan could win the championship or not, Li Ang's reputation would be greatly improved.

If Li Ang could lead Inter Milan to win the championship and stand at the top of Europe, he would become a real top European coach, a real European champion coach, and the first Asian coach to lead a team to win the Champions League. This would make him more confident when he talked to the businessmen about the contract.

Obviously, the businessmen were in a hurry to sign him because they saw Li Ang's potential and future. They wanted to sign him at the lowest price before he became a Champions League champion coach.

"In addition, I think the salary Inter Milan is giving you is a little too low. Do you think I should talk to Mr. Moratti again? "Betty suddenly said.

Li Ang waved his hand and said, "I don't think so. I think Moratti is good to me. I'm satisfied with my current salary. I just want to win the European championship for Inter Milan."

Betty nodded with a smile and did not say anything. She was not in a hurry. If Li Ang really led Inter Milan to win the Champions League, then even if she did not talk to Moratti about the salary increase, Inter Milan would take the initiative to talk to her about Li Ang's contract renewal. After all, Li Ang had only signed a three-year contract with Inter Milan. Now, there were only two years left. With Li Ang's coaching results and the rumors that Real Madrid and other big clubs wanted to invite Li Ang, Inter Milan was worried that their manager would be taken away. In order to keep Li Ang, they had to give Li Ang more economic benefits.

Even if Li Ang did not mention the salary increase, the club would take the initiative to mention it. A European champion coach had to be worthy of this honor.

*****

Three days later, at the Meazza Stadium in Milan.

The entire stadium was a sea of cheers.

“Goooooaaaaal!”

The camera chased after the Brazilian. Ronaldo was running without emotion. Behind him were the excited Inter Milan players.

This was the second leg of the UEFA Champions League semi-final between Inter Milan and Arsenal.

In the first half of the game, the two sides were tied at 0: 0.

However, not long after the start of the second half, Inter Milan took advantage of Arsenal's eagerness to score. Ronaldo successfully reversed the offside position and scored a goal!

"1: 0! The total score is 6: 3! Inter Milan is closer to the Stade de France now! "

"Ronaldo's goal is a huge blow to Arsenal. If Wenger's team wants to advance, they have to score four goals in less than 40 minutes. This is almost an impossible task!"

Li Ang high-fived the coaching staff on the sidelines. Ronaldo's goal almost completely killed the suspense of advancing.

Ten minutes later, Inter Milan had a corner kick opportunity. Adriano's header from Figo's corner kick was saved by the goalkeeper, which then caused chaos in Arsenal's penalty area. In the chaos, Mata's agile rebound shot succeeded!

“Goooooaaaaal!”

"2: 0! The total score is 7: 3! Mata has extended Inter Milan's lead to four goals! "

Li Ang raised his arms on the sidelines. The entire Meazza Stadium was like an erupting volcano.

Not far away, in the away team's technical area, the Arsenal manager buried his head in his hands. He knew that his team's defeat was set.

At the 81st minute of the game, Agüero, who came on as a substitute for Ronaldo, received a pass from Cambiasso in front of the penalty area. He shot a cold shot and once again penetrated the goal guarded by Lehmann.

3: 0!

The total score is 8: 3!

This was also the final score of the game!

*****

After Agüero's goal, the entire stadium was restless. The fans in the stands lit up fireworks. Everyone could not wait.

Inter Milan had been away from the Champions League final for half a century. They had been waiting for too long to return to the top stage of Europe!

Three minutes of injury stoppage time!

However, just as the second minute of injury stoppage time arrived, the referee of the game blew the whistle to end the game.

The moment the whistle sounded, the entire Meazza Stadium, the entire city of Milan, was filled with the crazy cheers of the Inter Milan people.

The fans jumped up!

Hugs!

Kisses!

There were white-haired old men and young teenagers who cried tears of joy!

"Congratulations to Inter Milan, congratulations to Li Ang, congratulations to Ronaldo, congratulations to Adriano, congratulations to Zanetti, congratulations to Mata, congratulations to Carlos, congratulations to Modric … Congratulations to Moratti! They have reached the final of the 20052006 season of the UEFA Champions League. They will go to the Stade de France and compete with the winner of the match between Barcelona and AC Milan for the UEFA Champions League title! Congratulations to them! " The commentator's high-pitched voice was transmitted through the airwaves to thousands of homes and to the ears of hundreds of millions of fans in front of their televisions.

Li Ang stood on the sidelines of the Meazza Stadium with his arms raised high. He looked up at the night sky with an undisguised arrogant smile on his face.

In the stands, an Italian man named Massimo Moratti was clapping. Two lines of hot tears slid down his cheeks …

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