Chapter Two I Don't Want to Talk About It

Chapter Two I Don't Want to Talk About It

"Okay! Ricardo! Tell Caroline I don't want to talk about it right now, yes! I don't want to talk about it at all, let that bitch do what she likes! My mind is racing now, yes !Contest!"

Degan hung up the phone with a gloomy face. Kompany, who lived in the same room as him, had gone somewhere to hide for a long time. It is better for Degan not to provoke him at this time.

The laptop he brought had already been smashed to pieces by Degan. Although the photos taken by the reporter were a little blurry, Degan recognized the two hugging people at a glance.

Digan is also having a headache now. He can't figure out why this kind of shit is always associated with him. It was Belen who was inexplicably pried away by the paparazzi King Corona, and then Avril, the two After the quarrel, Avril returned to Canada and immediately reunited with her ex-boyfriend Derek. Now she is even married, and then Elena. Digan knew that maybe because of his obsession with football, he had neglected Elaine Na's feelings, but that's no fucking reason for that Russian bitch to cuckold him.

Three times in a row, Deegan now feels like he's about to become a cuckold.

Although the Olympic Games are in full swing, the influence of this scandalous news is obviously more likely to attract people's attention. Several reporters who have a good relationship have already called Digan to ask their views on this matter.

view! ?

What opinion! ?

Do you still want to make Lao Tzu swallow his anger! ?

"I don't have any bullshit opinions. I'm preparing for the finals right now. That's it. I don't want to say anything now. You guys better not bother me!"

Digan also dropped his mobile phone to pieces, and then lay down on the bed, feeling extremely depressed. Before that, he was still proud of himself for successfully prying the corner of the golden mauluo's wall, but the result was bad retribution, and now that corner was given by golden mauro again. Pry it back.

Digan is so sick of it now!

What the hell is going on! ?

The phone rang again, Digan glanced at it, and thought: This is not Nokia, the quality is so good, what the hell! ?

Walking over, just as he was about to make up for it again, it was Irina who called.

What is she calling for?

To announce the breakup of two people?

hell! Ever since Degan saw those photos on the Internet? From the beginning, the relationship between the two of them is over, and it's the same thing whether to announce it or not.

I'm still here to show off that I found a man who I can entrust my whole life to! ?

Digan asked himself that he was not a gentleman, and he also liked beautiful women, but compared with those playboys, he was simply a virtuous and virtuous man, at least a hundred times better than Jin Maoluo, the flower picker.

Digan didn't want to answer the call at first, but he wanted to hear what nonsense Irina could say, maybe a few words would stimulate his nerves, and he would perform better in the finals.

"Hello! I'm Rodrigue Izersen Santos Wright!" Digan said his full name with a gloomy face.

Irina could clearly feel Digan's anger, and hurriedly said, "Rod! I think you have misunderstood what is happening on the Internet now!"

"Misunderstanding!" Digan sneered, "If this is all a misunderstanding, then what is not a misunderstanding? Are we going to take pictures of you and that Portuguese man having sex?"

Irina became angry when she heard this: "Rods! You can't insult me!"

Digan immediately exploded: "Insulting you!? Now that you've fucked it up, what are you talking about, misunderstanding, shit, if you want to leave me, just fucking make it clear, don't you Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"Things are not what you think at all, yes! I admit that I am tempted, yes! No one can reject a good man who understands women, but is it really all my fault? There will always be something in your eyes Only football, when did you have my place in your heart, the European Cup, the Olympic Games, when there is a cosmic football match, you have to go to participate, why is it so embarrassing for you to go on vacation with me?"

Breaking up with Digan, Irina really never thought about it. There are not no men who are better than Digan in the world today, but a diamond-level single man like Digan is definitely the dream object of countless women. Irina also I am often proud of being Digan's girlfriend, but Irina is very dissatisfied that Digan puts all his thoughts on football.

So when Irina met Jin Maoluo who was also on vacation in Miami, she was tempted. In her opinion, this is a very normal thing for young people, and it is not worth making a fuss at all. Although Digan knew about it, Yilina Lina felt that as long as she apologized, Digan should forgive her, and she was still very confident in herself.

But what Irina didn't know was that Degan's body contained the soul of a Chinese. This kind of thing was absolutely unbearable for every big Chinese man. It was an insult to dignity and loyalty.

ho ho!

Digan suddenly smiled: "Is this your reason? Irina! Don't dress yourself up like a bitter woman, okay! I don't want to talk to you anymore, I don't even want to say a word, remember from my home Take everything that belongs to you away!"

"No! Rhodes! You can't do this, I~~~~~~~~"

Before Irina finished speaking, Digan hung up the phone. He already understood what Irina meant. She had indeed cheated, but she didn't want to break up. Although listening to Irina's begging would be very enjoyable , but Digan is not crazy, he doesn't have that addiction.

"Damn bastard, wait for me to kick your dog leg off!" Digan muttered to himself, and with a strong hand, the originally torn mobile phone instantly became a pile of parts.

Just as he was about to clean himself up, the landline in the room rang again, and Digan was suddenly depressed. Could it be that he didn't even have the right to clean up after this shit happened?

Digan didn't want to answer, but the phone kept ringing very persistently. When he picked up the phone, a woman's voice rang out. It was the front desk of the hotel. The Belgian Olympic team didn't live in the Olympic Village, but in the Olympic Village. A five-star hotel in Beijing.

"Who? Zahavi! I don't know him, and I don't want to see him!"

Digan was about to hang up the phone when he heard a man's voice: "Mr. Wright, hello! I know this is very presumptuous, but I still hope you can see me!"

Digan frowned and said, "Who are you!?"

The other party smiled: "An Israeli, to be precise, I am a football agent!"

Digan was about to tell the other party to leave. He often encountered these guys who claimed to be managers, but after thinking about it, he said: "Okay! Come on! I'll wait for you in the room!"

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in Digan's room, wearing a tie on a hot day, isn't he afraid of heatstroke?

"Mr. Wright! Let me introduce myself, my name is Zahavi, and I am an Israeli football agent!"

Digan said blankly: "Yes! I know your name, Ferdinand's manager!"

Degan's impression of Zahavi is limited to this.

Who knows that Zahavi said: "No! I am no longer Ferdinand's agent. To be precise, my agency does not have any players under it now!"

Hearing this, Degan frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Zahavi smiled and said: "I mean, my next job is just to be your agent!"

Digan sneered, as expected: "I'm sorry! Mr. Zahavi, I think I'm going to disappoint you. I have an agent now, and our cooperation relationship is very good. I don't want to change the agent! "

Zahavi didn't seem to be surprised by Degan's rejection at all: "Of course, I know you have an agent, Heljo Mendes, but I don't think your partnership is happy!"

Digan was already a little annoyed, he didn't like this way of talking around: "Just say what you have to say! I don't like going around in circles!"

Zahavi obviously knew Degan's character very well, and said: "Mr. Mendes has many players and coaches, and as far as I know, you have a hostile relationship with many of them, including Cristiano. Ronaldo, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to gloat, what I want to tell you is that Mendes is currently in Miami, and he has been there for a long time, to be precise, he is with Cristiano Ronaldo He's on vacation, and he's going to the UK soon to help his employer negotiate a new contract with Manchester United!"

Degan felt his anger rising all of a sudden, Mendes was in Miami, that is to say, Mendes knew all about Jin Maoluo and Irina's fart, Degan felt that he was deceived, and kept The person he trusted so much actually lied to him.

Digan immediately dialed Mendez's number from the hotel's landline, and after waiting for a while, the call was connected, and there seemed to be some noise over there.

"Mr. Mendez! Where are you now, I need you to deal with something!"

"I'm in Miami, Rhodes, what happened!?" Mendes' tone was very relaxed.

Digan's eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Miami!"

Mendes suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing: "Rod! That matter~~~~~I~~~~~~"

Mendes, who has always been very calm, suddenly became nervous: "Rod! I~~~~I don't know how to explain to you, that thing~~~~~You know~~~~I~ ~~~~~"

Degan sneered: "Very good! Heljo Mendes! Now you are fired, go hug Cristiano Ronaldo's thigh and get close!"

Then Degan didn't even hang up the phone, and went directly: "Mr. Zahavi, I think we can talk about cooperation!"