After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 1606 - 445: Buffon: I’m Fucking Here

"Filippo, the national team hasn’t called you up."

Maldini said.

"But I can score goals."

Inzaghi said, with his neck stiff.

"Last season you appeared 11 times, mostly as a substitute."

Maldini continued to strike. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"I am experienced, but Milan’s lineup is just too good."

Inzaghi retorted indignantly.

"Previously in our meeting, Adriano wanted the club to terminate your contract."

Maldini said.

The Adriano he’s referring to is Gagliani’s real name.

Inzaghi pouted, muttering: "Paul, you stingy bastard, I know you’re getting back at me for what I mentioned about you just now."

Maldini didn’t argue back and just raised his eyebrows at Inzaghi.

Feeling annoyed, Inzaghi punched Maldini and quickly sprang from his seat to move away from him.

"Childish."

Lily remarked sarcastically.

After substitutions, the game resumed.

The substitute Huntelaar quickly contributed, receiving a long pass from Van Bommel in the frontcourt, playing it back to Sneijder, who scored with a long shot from the top of the arc.

But the final was destined not to belong to the Netherlands team, as the title of eternal runner-up remained theirs.

In the 104th minute, Ramos sent a cross from the right, finding Torres, who easily bypassed Heitinga and struck the far corner to equalize the score.

In the late stages of extra time, Ramos met a corner taken by Xabi Alonso, successfully heading in the decisive goal.

Maldini and others, who had been following the match, couldn’t help but get up and applaud.

This is the charm of a football match; even professional players can’t help but be enchanted by it.

As Webb’s whistle sounded, the Dutch began to cry helplessly.

Seeing those familiar faces, Huang Kaiwen couldn’t help feeling compassionate.

A match with only one victor is just so cruel.

Fighting all the way to the final, only to become the stepping stone for a king’s crowning.

Fortunately, Mr. Huang has never lost a final in football.

South Africa’s closing ceremony was much more spectacular than the opening, and Shakira’s dancing would become the deepest memory of this summer for many.

After the match, Huang Kaiwen declined Ramos’s invitation and didn’t join the celebration with the Spain Team.

Instead, he chose to visit the Netherlands team’s camp to console his former teammates who had just lost the match.

Huang Kaiwen prefers extending a helping hand in times of need over adding flowers to the brocade.

Following the disappointed ones, the victors, and Huang Kaiwen’s group, all boarded the plane to meet their new coach.

Johannesburg was left with their Vuvuzelas.

"Kevin, want to play a game?"

On the plane, Kaka took out a handheld game console and asked excitedly.

It had been years since he last flew with Huang Kaiwen to participate in the UEFA Champions League.

Kaka was now filled with anticipation for the upcoming new season.

"Playing for a while sounds good."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Due to daylight saving time, there was no time difference between Johannesburg and Milan.

Playing for a bit and then sleeping wouldn’t require adjusting to the time difference.

The two of them took out their handheld game consoles and started playing.

Huang Kaiwen asked, "Couldn’t you report back to the team two weeks later? Why are you returning to Milan so early?"

"I don’t really have anywhere else I want to go anyway."

Kaka glanced at Huang Kaiwen and said.

"You should return to the team later and have a good rest; otherwise, it’s easy to get injured."

Huang Kaiwen advised.

"Alright."

Kaka nodded heavily and said.

After playing for a while, the two put on their eye masks and went to sleep.

After an 11-hour long flight.

The group landed at Milan Malpensa Airport.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen and the others clearing customs, Gagliani quickly jogged over to take their luggage and said to Huang Kaiwen, "Miss Berlusconi is here too."

"Barbara, didn’t she go to the company? Can so many people fit?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Yes, there’s also a car driven by bodyguards, Miss Berlusconi specially came to pick you up today."

Gagliani said.

"Alright, thank you, Adriano."

Huang Kaiwen said, smiling.

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing."

Gagliani replied, smiling brightly.

Barbara has a worse temper than her dad, and Gagliani is indeed somewhat afraid of her.

The group left the airport, with Kaka regretfully being dragged to another car by Beatrice.

Huang Kaiwen and Lily sat in the back seat, and the young lady in the car immediately threw herself into Huang Kaiwen’s arms.

Gagliani, who was about to speak in the front passenger seat, immediately closed his mouth.

Neo started the car, and Gagliani glanced back and said, "Bayern agreed to the 35 million deal for Neuer, but Hummels’ agent wants us to renew his contract with a raise; he may not want to leave."

"That’s too convenient, isn’t it?"

Huang Kaiwen said with displeasure, "Tell Bayern they have to take both, and if they don’t have enough funds, they can pay in installments. Add on clauses for reaching the UEFA Champions League finals, playing in the World Cup final, and being selected for various honors, too. Also, inform Hummels’ agent, if he wants to leave, do it quickly, staying also has no spot; do they really think they can toy with a big club like this?"

Gagliani glanced at Barbara.

The young lady asked, "Why are you looking at me? Kevin is right, if he wants to leave the team, he should hurry up and get lost. Milan isn’t his playground; coming and going as he pleases."

"But... Bayern’s transfers have always been rational, they probably won’t want to spend that much money." Gagliani said.

"Don’t worry, once there are competitors, they won’t be so rational. Sir Ferguson has always wanted a new goalkeeper, contact Manchester United, and as for Hummels... Chelsea should be interested."