Goldfinger is a bit strange

Chapter 848 You sponsor, you are right (1/2)

As the World Cup approaches, the entire Apennine Peninsula has become the center of global attention.

Especially the city of Milan, which was sitting on the ground during the opening ceremony, was the center of attention.

At the Milan airport, reporters from all over the world gather here. There are celebrities from all over the world, who are the targets of their news collection.

Just yesterday, football king Pele, known as the "crow's mouth" in football, also came and during an interview, he talked about the Brazilian team winning the championship.

Reporters knew: Brazil would definitely be out of luck in this World Cup.

It is estimated that if the players of the Brazilian team knew about it, they would definitely not care whether you are a senior or not, and would kick you first.

Another flight landed, and the reporters quickly changed from being lazy to being ready for who knows which celebrity will show up.

But it's a little disappointing. This flight should be full of football fans, waving small flags in their hands, wearing colorful and messy jerseys. .

It was quite lively, but nothing eye-catching.

There was a reporter from the United States who had good eyesight. He saw a handsome oriental face in the crowd and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mr. Mountain!"

Liu Qingshan came to Europa for the first time, so the media here are not very familiar with him.

But as soon as I heard the name, I immediately cheered and surrounded me. The scene was so spectacular.

For those who didn’t know, I thought it was some superstar from the football world.

Liu Qingshan tasted a French meal at Victor's house and stayed for another night. Then Liu Qingshan and his party flew to Milan.

Victor and the others will have to wait until after the opening to watch the game.

Unexpectedly, as soon as we got off the plane, we encountered such a huge scene.

Of course Liu Qingshan was very happy. He couldn't find such an opportunity, so it just came to his door.

"Mr. Mountain, your song "Italian Summer" is simply great. Are you here to attend the opening ceremony?"

A local reporter asked the first question very friendly.

That song "Italian Summer" made almost everyone in the country fall in love with Liu Qingshan, and his popularity was higher than that of the superstars.

This time Liu Qingshan came to participate in the World Cup. He was not an ordinary fan. He had an official status.

They are the kind of guests who are specially invited by the official to participate in the opening ceremony or watch the football game without buying a ticket.

As for the reason, it is very simple. Liu Qingshan submitted the theme song to the organizing committee early, and this song "Italian Summer" was successfully selected.

There was "Cup of Life" before, "Hand in Hand" after, and now there is this classic "Italian Summer", which also established Liu Qingshan's extremely lofty status as the theme song for large-scale sports competitions.

For such a well-known composer, the organizer must of course send out an invitation.

Liu Qingshan has long been familiar with dealing with reporters. He smiled:

"Thank you for the compliment. The Apennine Peninsula is a beautiful place. I am also honored to be able to create such a theme song."

"I hope that this fiery song can ignite the entire Apennine summer!"

These words naturally won a round of applause, causing everyone around to cast their eyes over here.

When they discovered that the core was an Asian face, they were all a little surprised.

Because in terms of football, teams from Asian countries are really not on the stage.

At this time, another reporter asked: "Mr. Mountain, in your opinion, which team can win the Hercules Cup?"

Questions like this are routine questions. Basically, every interviewer will ask them routinely.

Liu Qingshan was waiting for this question, so he smiled and said:

"Before answering this question, I want to announce something first. My company, Blue Bird, will give 10 million West German Marks as a reward to the championship team."

Wow!

There were exclamations everywhere. In this era, football was not like it was later. Players had high transfer fees, and clubs also received generous broadcast fees for participating in competitions such as the Champions League.

There are no local tycoons spending money on football, so most football clubs are actually losing money.

Therefore, these ten million marks can definitely be regarded as a big deal at the moment.

Although West Germany and the island country also signed the Plaza Accord and the mark appreciated, West Germany's super strong manufacturing industry and excellent control of the economy prevented the collapse of the island country.

On the contrary, the domestic economy is booming and the mark continues to appreciate, which has taught the island countries a vivid lesson.

Because of this, the West German Mark is still very valuable. Ten million Marks, converted into U.S. dollars, is worth nearly seven million U.S. dollars.

Seven million US dollars to reward a team is definitely a huge reward. It is no wonder that the well-informed reporters were in an uproar, and immediately talked about it and asked a series of questions:

The most frequently asked question is naturally this: "Why Mark?"

In fact, the reporters were all aware that this was a deliberate question, trying to trick Liu Qingshan into trouble.

"It's very simple, back to the first question, because I believe that the German team can win the championship."

Liu Qingshan did as the reporters expected and gave the answer they wanted.

Predicting the championship is the most controversial and most likely to offend people. If you say West Germany wins, what do fans from other countries think?

Otherwise, reporters don’t have good intentions.

Naturally, some local reporters were unhappy. Just now, they respected and admired Liu Qingshan and thanked him for writing "Summer in Italy". Now, they immediately changed their faces.

The local reporter asked anxiously: "Mr. Mountain, why don't you think highly of the Italian team?"

Liu Qingshan said calmly: "The Italian team's concrete defense is indeed excellent, but their overall strength can only get third place."

"Oh, what about the runner-up?" The reporter was certainly not convinced.

"This time, the runner-up belongs to Argentina. I think Maradona will shed tears on the field. He did not achieve two consecutive championships with the team."

Liu Qingshan talked freely. This time, since it was an advertisement for the Bluebird mobile phone, it had to be high-profile, and the more topical it was, the better.

The reporters also became more excited. They liked this kind of big-mouthed guy, and he was very direct and ranked you.

This is bound to cause people to criticize and then there will be a chaos.

For example, if Brazil is not among the top three, then Pele, who is also a big mouth and a bad mouth, can't he not talk back to Mr. Mountain?

The reporters have seen the fuse of a chaotic battle, which has been ignited by the young man in front of them, and they are all happy.

Some reporters even asked maliciously: "Then Mr. Mountain, can you predict the top eight?"wAp.

Liu Qingshan certainly took the opportunity to stir up trouble: "Yes, teams like England, Yugoslavia, Czech Republic, Cameroon and Ireland have the strength to enter the top eight."

The reporters were naturally in an uproar again: What the hell is Cameroon?

Also, Brazil, a three-star team, can't even get into the top eight. Aren't you afraid of being kicked in the ass by the king of football Pele?

The reporters have seen clearly that the composer with a net worth of billions is simply a treasure. This topic is far more popular than Pele.

So all kinds of questions began to bombard Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan wanted to stir up trouble, so he was not in a hurry, and he was ready to argue with the crowd.

As a result, more and more people gathered, not only reporters, but also more and more fans, surrounding him.

The police were on high alert, fearing that the fans would cause trouble. After all, football hooligans in some countries have a very bad reputation.

It was stinky, and no one knew which country the fans came from, but they got the rotten eggs and threw them at Liu Qingshan's head in the field.

Liu Qingshan saw that it was not good, and he dodged left and right. He was strong and flexible, and he was like a fish in water in the crowd.

When the police saw it, they rushed up and dispersed the fans.

As a result, Liu Qingshan was clean, and the reporters were unlucky. They were all stinky, and their clothes were stained with a lot of rotten egg liquid.

Liu Qingshan returned the suit on his head to a reporter, and then waved his hand: "I think everyone needs to take a shower now, we will talk again when we have time."

He waved his hand and did not take away a rotten egg.

Sitting in the car of the organizing committee responsible for reception, Wu Tong and Lu Fang had been waiting in the car for more than an hour.

Wu Tong also smiled at Liu Qingshan and sniffed deliberately.

The car drove away, and the remaining reporters were full of resentment, and they secretly swore in their hearts: Mountain, you wait, wait to be attacked by fans from all over the world!

The next day, the newspapers were full of reports about Mr. Mountain, and the limelight even overshadowed the participating teams.

The reports mainly focused on the following aspects: The first was to reward the champion team with 10 million marks, which clearly meant that the West German team won the championship.

The second was about the prediction of the ranking, which basically helped Liu Qingshan to attract hatred.

The third was the matter of fans throwing balls and eggs, and Mountain was completely "notorious".

Liu Qingshan didn't care about it at all. After having breakfast at ease, he took the team to go around.

They first came to the hotel where the Cameroon team was staying, explained their purpose, and were politely invited in.

The two million dollars of team advertising fees were certainly not wasted, not to mention that it was a poor African team, so they would treat Liu Qingshan as a god of wealth.

The team's leaders, coaches, officials, and so on gathered together. The coaching staff hired a Soviet coach, and the team's representatives were all dark-skinned and showed a mouthful of brilliant white teeth when they smiled.

The team leader first expressed his gratitude to Liu Qingshan, who did not have the airs of a sponsor at all:

"Everyone, please don't be polite. After all, we are also a family."

The big blacks looked at Liu Qingshan's yellow skin and did not dare to refute: Anyway, you are sponsoring, you are right.

Liu Qingshan continued: "You may not know that our company actually has extensive cooperation with Liland, the northernmost part of Africa."

Cameroon and Liland, one in the west and one in the east, are located at both ends. In addition, Africa is blocked from information and the news is not smooth, so this matter is really unknown.

Seeing the expressions of these black brothers, Liu Qingshan guessed roughly, but he was prepared and stretched out his hand to signal Lu Fang.

Lu Fang immediately came over, opened a file bag in his hand, and poured out hundreds of photos, which were scattered on the table.

Those big black men looked at the photos one by one, and they were immediately lost in them.

"Mr. Mountain, no, Mr. Liu, is this Li Lan?" The team leader asked Liu Qingshan in a trembling voice, a little unbelievable.

In the photo, he saw a group of black people dancing under the lights;

and clear groundwater gushing out from the well.

There are even endless fields, with black people harvesting crops in the fields. The big corn cobs look so good...

There are not only black people in the photo, but also many yellow-skinned people mixed with black people.

From the smiles on their faces, it can be seen that they are just like a family.

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded: "We have just started over there, and we have made some achievements."

The big blacks looked at each other: Is this a small achievement?

Being able to eat is the biggest pursuit of most people on this continent.

"Oh, God, this lady is simply an angel."

A player who looks very old, holding a photo, excitedly pressed it against his chest.

In Cameroon, there are also people who believe in God, primitive fetishism, and of course people who share the same beliefs as the Lilanes.

Liu Qingshan recognized that this old player is Uncle Milla who became famous in this World Cup.

It's just that this action is a bit ruining. Could it be that he saw a beautiful woman he liked?

When Uncle Mira showed the photo to everyone, it was clear that it was a middle-aged Chinese woman who was delivering a baby for a black woman.

She held a baby in her hands, and her tired face had an extremely bright smile.

This smile was really very shocking.

In Africa, a backward place, giving birth is very dangerous. No wonder Uncle Mira couldn't help but worship.

Now, the members of the team believed Liu Qingshan's words.

It was obvious that their attitude towards Liu Qingshan had changed greatly.

Originally it was a kind of business compliment, but now it has become respect and love from the heart.

"Liu, you are right, you and we are all one family." Old Mira clung to Liu Qingshan's shoulders affectionately, very affectionately.

Old Mira is nearly 40 years old this year, 38 years old, and should have retired long ago.

He was not selected in the initial list of the national team. Later, it was recommended by the president, so he came to Milan with the team.

Looking at Mu La's sincere eyes, Liu Qingshan smiled and said, "Since we are friends, I plan to ask you to shoot a short advertisement. This is a reward of one million US dollars."

"No, since we are friends, of course I will help for free." Old Mira shook his head repeatedly.

Finally, he said in a joking tone: "Besides, I am not worth so much money."

Liu Qingshan also laughed: "Don't worry, my friend, after this World Cup, you will become the most popular football player."

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky is gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone has splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink has soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds are stacked and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of the gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app to read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, falls to the mortal world.

The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The city is full of broken walls and ruins, and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The bustling streets in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper is left, which cannot be distinguished from each other and is shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage is deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of gloomy weirdness.

The cloudy eyes seemed to have some resentment, and he looked at the mottled stones in front of him alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with ragged clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his tattered coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

The website is about to close, download the Aiyue app to see the latest content for free But even if the rain fell on his face, he did not blink, staring coldly at the distance like a hawk.

Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog at a distance of seven or eight feet from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest movement.

Download the Aiyue novel app to read the latest chapters without ads for free. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely sank its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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