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Chapter One Hundred and Fortieth Simply and Quickly

Gao Zheng, who returned to his room, walked to the window and found that the Mercedes-Benz did not leave immediately, but was still parked on the side of the road. From the state of the headlights, it can be seen that the car did not turn off.

Gao Zheng really didn't expect to meet Viviano, an agent who had been rejected once again.

Perhaps when he rejected others, no one on both sides would have thought that there would be a moment of reunion in the future.

What he didn't expect was that Viviano came to find him again, and he was still carrying another task, which was to persuade him not to find Raiola as an agent...

I really didn't expect Raiola to be so popular.

He didn't tell him at that time, but in fact he had already decided not to look for Raiola.

Since he has decided not to look for Raiola, he does need an agent, so who should he look for?

This agent, Mr. Viviano, who once met him, is a choice.

At least he knows himself well enough because he has been paying attention to himself when he played for AC Milan youth team and youth team.

It is more convenient to cooperate with people you know and familiar with.

Moreover, judging from the chat process during dinner tonight, both parties have similar tempers and have a very happy chat. The other party is a very interesting person. As a broker, you should have frequent contact. If you are unhappy and awkward, you may not be suitable for being a broker.

To be honest, Gao Zheng was not willing to waste too much time and energy on finding an agent. The reason why he didn't catch a cold before was naturally because he didn't know them at all. He wanted him to verify the identities of these people one by one and then understand their abilities and reputation. It was too troublesome for Gao Zheng. He thought it was troublesome, so he ignored them.

Until Raiola appeared, Raiola was one of his most familiar agents. He didn't have to verify his identity, nor did he have to examine the agent's ability and reputation. The only problem was that it was due to his own problems. Gao Zheng did not want to find Raiola as an agent.

But Andre Viviano is different. He is familiar with himself and knows him. It can be very simple and easy to get along with.

What other agents can do next can do as well as his agent.

Gao Zheng doesn’t have any particularly greedy income, anyway, income is worthy of his own performance.

The agent’s opinion is very important when it comes to transfers, but the one who ultimately has to make the decision is yourself. If the agent is too strong, it will be bad.

After Gao Zheng thought through his thoughts, he already had an answer in his mind.

He found that the car downstairs still had not left.

He is not Zhuge Liang, and he is not interested in games like letting others visit the cottage three times. Since he has made a decision, there is no need to swell his appetite.

So Gao Zheng took out his cell phone and dialed according to the phone number on the business card left to him by Viviano.

What surprised him was that the phone was not connected immediately, but instead made him wait for a while, and Viviano's somewhat surprised voice came to the other side of the phone: "Gao Zheng? Is there anything wrong?"

"Mr. Viviano, I said that if I make a decision, I will call you."

"Huh... did you make a decision so quickly?" Viviano was surprised, but not surprised, because this decision may be an agreement or a rejection. He was afraid that he would be too happy now and would be slapped in the face later.

"Yes, it's not that difficult to make a decision. You don't need to toss and turn in bed. You can't think of what you want for several days. So I'll call you to tell you, Mr. Viviano, I've decided to hire you as my agent."

"That's great...oh!" Viviano exclaimed, "You chose me?"

"Yes, I thought about it and thought that Mr. Viviano was a suitable agent for me, and you were willing to become my agent. If that's the case, there is no need to be pretentious. I think you are not leaving yet, are you going to sign a contract?"

Andre Viviano held his cell phone, but didn't know what to say.

The matter was a bit nervous and unexpected. When he finished the meal, he felt that Gao Zheng was a very scheming young man. He would not refuse him in person and leave him a way out for him, nor did he agree on the spot and still retain room for maneuver...

He thought he would have to wait a few more days, but he didn't expect that it would be only a few minutes...thing went straight to the point where he had to go upstairs to sign a contract.

Niccoló Togliano, who could not hear their conversation, saw Viviano clearly staring blankly with his cell phone, anxious but did not dare to speak, so he could only ask him with his lips: "What's wrong? What happened? What did he say to you?"

Then he saw Viviano suddenly come back to his senses and kept saying, "Okay, okay, if it's convenient for you, I'll be convenient for you too... I can come up now!"

Viviano then hung up the phone.

"What's going on? He asked you up?" Togliano asked immediately anxiously.

Viviano clenched his fists and said to Togliano: "It's done! Nicollo! We've succeeded!"

Togliano was also stunned for about a second, then he fisted suddenly for a while, and then with a "bang", he hit the roof of the car...

Togliano, who was shaking his hands, also congratulated Viviano: "I have to hug you, Andre! You did it really fuckingly! You snatched his man from that fat man Raiola!"

Then the two hugged each other in a very strange position in the car.

"Okay, get out of the car now, don't let Gao wait for too long. What if he changes his mind?" Togliano patted Viviano on the back.

Viviano, who got out of the car, specially tidied up his suit, then took a deep breath, and walked towards the apartment gate.

Togliano turned his head to look at him in the driver's seat, and his mood became nervous.

God bless everything goes well, God bless that Chinese guy is a trustworthy person...

Viviano went there for a full forty minutes.

Togliano was anxiously waiting in the car, but he didn't dare to call to ask, so he could only think about it. He had already figured out many possible things that Gao Zheng had changed his mind again? Andrei was persuading him? Or were the two parties disagree on the details of the contract and were stinging words one by one?

Forty minutes later, Viviano and Gao Zheng came out of the apartment together, with both of them smiling.

When Togliano saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief and he knew that the stone had fallen to the ground, so Gao Zheng did not run away.

"I'll tell you that this is Nicollo Togliano. He is not my driver, but a local agent in Genoa..."

"Hey, Andre..." Togliano wanted to remind Viviano.

But Viviano smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, Nicollo, now everyone is their own people."

"Hello, Mr. Togliano, Andre has told me your 'Avengers' above. What an interesting organization..." Gao Zheng smiled and shook hands with Togliano.

"Hello, Gao. But I must correct Andre, not the 'Avengers', but the 'Agent Roundtable'. The former is just Andre's own favorite name. In fact, our official name is the latter. This is a recognized result after voting." Togliano said to Gao Zheng very seriously.

Hearing him say this, Viviano made a "get it" gesture next to him.
Chapter completed!
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