But even so, Lu Yang still promptly wired one million euros to Lola's account beforehand.

This shows how useful Mr. Winter's reputation is.

Star offspring naturally possess incomparable invisible resources.

"No problem, being fifteen minutes late is nothing in my opinion. We need to leave enough buffer for unexpected events in the world," Lu Yang handed the menu to Lola. He had already ordered, and if Lola had no objections, they could start serving, "I really hope Lock, Nils, and Hoyt, these three young players, get more playing time."

Lola frowned and looked at Lu Yang: "My father will see through your intentions. He's far smarter than you imagine!"

If Lu Yang underestimated Mr. Winter's wisdom, Lola would be upset.

Not because her father was underestimated.

But because her boss seemed to underestimate his opponent too much, following such a boss doesn't promise much future.

Lu Yang drank a hot milk: "Precisely because Mr. Winter can foresee this, he persists in using Lock and the others, rather than those more mature veterans from Arsenal."

"Honestly, from a competitive standpoint, we at San Remo prefer facing three young lads rather than three seasoned veterans."

"Facing the former, we have more offensive opportunities."

Lola said: "But Lock and their offensive capabilities are stronger, San Remo will also face more pressure!"

Lu Yang nodded: "San Remo is not afraid of offensive matches, we always have confidence in scoring goals. What we fear are teams that excel both offensively and defensively, like AC Milan's full-strength squad last year and this year, Bayern Munich, or Barcelona!"

"Aside from them, even against star-studded teams like Real Madrid, Arsenal, Juventus, Inter Milan, we'll still dare to face off!"

Lola: "He will find out what you're afraid of!"

Lu Yang said: "Yes, but Mr. Winter will firmly trust his own judgment… true geniuses and wise individuals are absolutely confident in their own domains. Not to prove anything, but because of this decisiveness, they achieve great success in their fields."

Lola squinted: "So…you're saying, my father's prided insight into people may become the biggest reason for his upcoming failure?"

Lu Yang raised his milk glass: "Exactly!"

Thump!

Lola raised her wine glass and clinked with Lu Yang… cheers!

"I'm drinking wine, and you're drinking milk? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" After the toast, Lola looked at Lu Yang, a smile playing at her lips.

"Professional aspect, hope you understand." Lu Yang finished, pretending to check if the dishes were served, turned away to avoid his gaze from lingering on the wine drop that traced down from Lola's lips to the pale skin of her neck.

That drop of wine was cascading, about to reach the valley.

Look away from anything inappropriate.

"It's to be expected from Sophia's man!" Lola wiped her chest with paper and then began her formal report.

Lola didn't play any tricks afterward.

You can't blame her; Sophia is the realm of all beauties, any woman would be interested in the man she'd entrust her life to.

Lola was very professional, all sorts of reports and data prepared thoroughly.

Even including an analysis of Arsenal's players this season.

"I guessed you might ask me for such data." Lola said.

"I had considered it, but wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Lu Yang said as he stuffed Arsenal's report into his bag.

"Nothing inappropriate, I gathered it all through public channels, not related to my father." Lola was very professional.

Her work couldn't be based on undermining her father's work.

It's something every second-generation should remember.

Otherwise, without their parents' achievements, they are nothing.

Lola wouldn't have had the chance to know Lu Yang at all, nor would she gain Lu Yang's trust to directly acquire a million-level start-up fund.

All this isn't because Lola is beautiful and has a Cambridge degree, but because her father is Mr. Winter.

...

June 5th.

UEFA Europa League final kicks off.

Today, Sorona Friendship Stadium is filled with countless celebrities.

The new king of Europa League is about to be born here.

At this moment, this is the center of European football attention, without a doubt!

In terms of club matches, only the Champions League final six days later will be more grand and magnificent.

Sophia appeared early in the VIP area of the San Remo fan stands.

This is the player family ticket area.

Morici's girlfriend Tia, Sotu's wife and daughter, Bernulin's daughter, Palacios's daughter, Jalard's daughter, Latu Yidi's unmarried sister, Sogel's model sister, Versachi's single distant cousin…

Don't ask why they're all girls.

Because those who understand, understand!

In such events, only beauties can secure more camera shots.

If you're Sotu's brother, Bernulin's son, no one will notice.

Moreover…the daughters or sisters of this teammate group are aged perfectly between sixteen and twenty-six.

This means…theoretically, they're well-matched with Lu Yang.

Even without any other intentions towards Lu Yang, taking a photo with such a handsome guy, anyone would be delighted!

Most of these people, Sophia already knows.

Don't ask why she knows them.

Every match Lu Yang plays, Sophia might not pay much attention to the field details, but the things in the stands and the news before and after the game, Sophia always keeps a close watch.