Super Marshal

"Hey, Maurizio, it's me."

In the study at his home in Turin, Moggi dialed the cell phone of the referee assignee Maurizio Matei.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Moji." Matei replied politely on the phone.

Mo Ji hummed, "I want to know, how was the refereeing arrangement for that round of the league two days later?"

"It's all arranged." Matei replied with a smile.

"Who?"

"I arranged for Paparesta to go to Milan to enforce the law. You are old friends and should be familiar."

When Moggi heard the name, his brow furrowed, and he couldn't help but recall the scene when he locked Paparesta in the referee's lounge at the Alp Stadium, although since then, Papares The tower has tamed a lot, but every time he sees him, Moji has a very annoying instinct.

But what exactly he hated, he couldn't tell.

"This game is very important, it is related to our success or failure this season."

"Well, I know, so I specially arranged Paparesta. You know, he is one of the best referees in our country. I believe that he can complete the task very well." Mattei was on the phone. Replied.

But Moji was still a little uneasy. He didn't like Paparesta. "I mean, can you change it?"

"Change one?" Mattei was a little surprised, "who is it changed?"

"Others, such as Domenico, or Pablo, the number of times they enforced this season, we have won."

"Uh...Mr. Moggi, Domenico Messina has been arranged to enforce the Udinese and Chievo game, and Pablo Bertini is to enforce the Livorno game against Palermo, you know , These two games are very important and are related to the UEFA Champions League and UEFA Cup qualifications, so..."

"Then arrange for someone else." Mo Ji grabbed the words with a headache.

"other people?"

"For example, Massimo, where did he enforce the law?"

Matei hesitated on the phone, "Ascoli and Cagliari."

"That's right, this game is not important. No one will pay attention. Let Paparesta go and Massimo will come to Milan to enforce the law. I believe he can complete the task well."

"But...Mr. Moji, the list has been drawn up and the notice is in place."

"Then change it and notify again. This is not the first time, is it okay?"

Matyi on the other side of the phone hesitated again, and finally said: "Mr. Moji, the wind is very tight outside now."

"What do you mean?"

"Algilli was invited back by the Roman Prosecutor's Office to investigate, do you know?" Mattei asked.

"I know." Mo Ji said nonchalantly.

The former Siena captain, after Siena lost to Juventus by a zero to three, bombarded Siena’s current coach and management, accusing them of giving Juventus points and thinking that Siena is Juventus. The puppet who grabs points.

This kind of thing is not the first time in Serie A.

In fact, in almost every season, as long as it is Siena vs. Juventus, Siena fans and veterans will jump out to cause trouble, but when did it go wrong?

Mo Ji was very dismissive of Matyi's fears, thinking that the former referee, even after he was promoted, was still as timid as a rat, how could it be a big deal?

But now he had to put down his disdain, and said soothingly: "Well, Maurizio, don't scare yourself. You should know that Algili is just slanderous. What evidence can he have? He always says Siena. It is a subsidiary of Fiat, but in fact, we can find a lot of reasons to prove it is not."

"As for the Roman Prosecutor’s Office to take him back, it was just a routine matter. I found someone to find out about it. I asked him a few words and let him go. It’s nothing at all. It’s just that there was a lot of noise outside, and the Prosecutor’s Office had to say something. It's all the old way."

Matyi hummed softly on the phone, and it was obvious that Moji's words gave him a lot of confidence.

In the past so many years, they have been cooperating seamlessly and there has never been a problem, I believe this time too.

"Listen to me, let Massimo come to Milan to enforce the law. We win every time he enforces the law. I like him, and I don't like Paparesta. Let him go to enforce other games."

"Okay, I'll think of a way." Moji said so, and Matei could only compromise.

"Well, rest assured, I won't forget you."

"Thank you."

After hanging up Matei's call, Mojito put the glasses on the bridge of his nose, flipped through the phone address book, found a name from it, and dialed it directly.

Soon, the phone was connected.

"Hey, Massimo, it's me."

"Hello, Mr. Moji."

"I have already agreed with Mattei, you come to Milan to enforce the law."

"Me?" DeSantis looked surprised on the phone, "but he didn't arrange for me to go..."

"Yes, I changed my mind temporarily. The specific notice should be given tomorrow. I need you, Massimo."

There was silence on the phone, and it was obvious that this was not a good job.

Everyone knows that Juventus and Inter Milan are nine points away, and there are four rounds left in the league. Only by defeating Inter Milan at the Meazza Stadium can the Bianconeri have a glimmer of hope, even if it is extremely slim.

But anyone who has watched Inter Milan's performance this season knows how well this team has maintained its state and how terrifying its offensive ability is. With Juventus in its current state, it is simply difficult to beat the opponent away. ...

At this time, arranging anyone to enforce this game is self-evident.

Moji on the phone clearly understood DeSantis’ hesitation and sighed softly, “I know this is difficult, and I also know that there will be countless media from all over the world gathering at the scene, so I’m better than I need you at all times, Massimo."

This is not the first time they have done similar things.

In fact, every Serie A game will attract a lot of media and fans to the scene, or watch live TV. People familiar with football can see how the referees are performing.

But every time, after the game, the public opinion is often suppressed slightly, and the referee will make mistakes when the problem is attributed to it. Then the matter is exposed. The real challenge is the law enforcement on the spot.

In particular, this kind of strong dialogue, a little carelessness, may cause an imbalance in the game and even affect the final result.

"Among the many referees in Serie A, you are the one I trust the most, Massimo."

Hearing Moggi's words, DeSantis said, "Well, I will try my best."

"Trust me, Massimo, as long as this matter is done, I will never treat you badly. No matter what you want, I will promise you." Mo Ji gave the highest promise he could give.

And his only goal is to defeat Inter Milan!

Even if Juventus can't win the championship in the end, he will do the same, because he wants to break the so-called aura of winning over the years. He wants everyone to take a look. It turns out that Alpine, whom they believe in as a god, is also known by others. Beat the day.

Having been immersed in professional football for many years, he clearly knows that there is only one core soul of Inter Milan, and that is Gao Han.

Everyone on the team has almost blind belief in Alpine. They believe that as long as Alpine is there, they can win.

And now, there are four rounds left in the league. As long as you can defeat Alpine and break his undefeated golden body, you can blow the morale and confidence of Inter Milan, and this team may even fall apart overnight.

Even if this season has not been able to reverse in the end, there is still another season and beyond.

After hung up DeSantis's call, Moggi found Gilaudo's number in the address book and called directly.

"Is everything done?" Gilaudo asked caringly on the phone.

"It's all settled. I turned the referee into DeSantis. He has always been our lucky star. As long as he is there, there will be no problem. The two side referees have also notified and there will be no problem. of."

But Giraudo is still a little worried. "I read the report of Gazzetta dello Sport. It is said that there will be hundreds of media from all over the world gathering at the scene. Will something go wrong?"

"Don't worry, the old rules, nothing will happen." Mo Ji pretended to chuck lightly. "The Koreans are so outrageous in the World Cup, there is nothing wrong with it, let alone in Italy?"

When Gilaudo thought about it, he was right.

Italy is the place where they have been operating for many years, what else can happen?

Even if the domestic and foreign media reports, the big deal is to push the pot to the referee, is it possible to change the result of the game?

There is no such precedent in the world, even in the World Cup finals.

As for the referees who are holding back the pot, it is not simple?

Asking for money for money, for work for work, it is easier than anything to stop their mouths anyway.

For this whole set of aftermath work, they are more familiar than anyone else.

"For this game, the senior management of the group also attached great importance to it, and I have received news that Prodi will also be there in person."

Mo Ji frowned at hearing, "He's going too?"

"Well, you know, there have always been rumors from the outside world that after he was elected, he was going to purge domestic corruption, and some even speculated that he would use professional football. So recently, Berlusconi has been very low-key."

"It's probably just shouting a slogan." Mo Ji looked disdainful, "He doesn't have much real power at all."

"But you can't be careful," Gilaudo reminded.

Mo Ji didn't care, but he nodded.

"People from the group headquarters will also go, this will be the most watched focus of Serie A this season, don't mess it up."

"Don't worry, DeSantis is there, nothing will happen." Mo Ji looked confident.

"That's good."

After hanging up, Mo Ji sneered disdainfully.

As for what Gilaudo reminded, how Prodi would change when he came to power, he didn't care at all.

This kind of fake election remarks will only be believed by fools.

Before Berlusconi came to power, didn't he also promised a good one?

But the result?

He himself is more problematic than anyone else!

Therefore, these years, the promises of politicians are simply unreliable. They are all blacker than the Mafia.

As for Berlusconi's low-key, that is even more natural. Isn't he low-key?

Others may not know, but Mo Ji knows better than anyone~www.readwn.com~ The former Italian prime minister has a lot of black material. If he dares to be high-profile, everyone will die sooner.

What Mo Ji really cared about was Gao Han.

He will never allow Gao Han to gain a foothold in Italian football so easily, or even win the championship.

Thinking of this, Mo Ji was so excited that his eyes were bloodshot. He seemed to have seen the moment the team beat Inter Milan at the Meazza Stadium.

In the past few years, he has always been the unparalleled king of Italian football, now and in the future, he is.

Never allow anyone to provoke!

Even if he is cold!

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