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Chapter 181
Gazidis was still chattering:
"... To sum up, as long as we beat Inter Milan in the round of 33, we can continue to save the hope of winning the championship, otherwise, we can all take an early vacation, Pioli can go to the beach to bask in the sun, you can also go to Qatar to accompany your wife to buy LV bags!"
However, time has changed.
AC Milan is no longer an Italian team, it was sold to the Americans.
Gazidis, the CEO and Maldini's superior, has a lot of power and can fire him at any time.
Maldini endured the anger in his heart, and said in a cold tone:
"We lost too many points in the early stage of the league, after the efforts of the whole team, there are only five points left to chase and the top of the table, and the Milan derby at the weekend, even if the team does not mobilize, we understand that we must give it our all, after all, this is a six-point battle, our only chance to turn over."
Gazidis snorted through his nose, put his legs on the table, folded his hands in front of his chest, and said to Maldini:
"I am the CEO of the Premier League, and I came to Italy to change your backward management mechanism and cultivate your business thinking.
"Maldini, don't learn from Inter's Zanetti, don't run to orphanages, schools, hospitals, engage in these useless charities and public welfare, for Milan at this stage, you do this, in addition to creating your personal image of a good person, for the club's competitive ranking, there will be no improvement!"
Revenue from ticket sales and season ticket sales is a qualitative leap, you know, Maldini?"
Gazidis spoke, saliva like a watering can.
"Also, my dear old captain, I don't agree with your statement, what does it mean that the team does not need to be mobilized?"
"You look at their tired energy in the first few games, especially the few Italians in the team, running a lot less than last year, I have seen the data, I know very well.
"As the technical director, you have to go to the training ground, go to the dressing room, and reiterate to the players the importance of the Milan derby!
Maldini got up
suddenly, walked to the glass curtain wall, and pulled the curtains.
Click!
Dragged a few times, but couldn't pull away.
"What are you doing?" said Gazidis in surprise.
It's too dark, I want to see some sunshine in my heart!" Maldini yelled at him.
Gazidis did not expect Maldini to lose his temper.
He was a little frightened.
"
I'm electric, I'm going to use
the remote control!" Gazidis pressed the electric curtain remote control, and after two beeps, the curtain slowly opened from the middle to the sides.
The bright Mediterranean sun and the tide flood into the office.
The carpet is covered with golden light, and you can see the dust flying in the pillar of light.
Everything in the interior is metal and glass, crystal trophies, pen cases, doorknobs, ashtrays, and aluminum plate decorations of tables, all shimmering in the sunlight.
Even Gazidis's big bald head is shiny and shiny.
"Mr. Gazidis, although you and I know that Milan is no longer the Milan of the nineties, Serie A, now not comparable to the Premier League and the West, but you have to understand that Milan players, as long as they wear this shirt, will be given, innate sense of honor and mission!"
In our first-round clash with Inter, we were caught in fireworks by our own fans and were sentenced 0-3, but our players, the fighting spirit they showed on the field, are completely worthy of Milan's red and black shirt!"
"I say no mobilization because the whole team, including you and me, understands what this Milan derby means for the team and what it means to this shirt.
Maldini looked unusually angry, his long hair rising and falling from side to side with his voice.
He leaned over the wide desk of Daugazidis and hammered two punches.
"Don't talk about me about broadcast revenue, advertising revenue, sponsors, tickets, I'm an old Milanese, my dad is in Milan, I'm in Milan, my eldest son has played in Milan, three generations of our grandchildren are Milanese, I love Milan more than anyone, no one knows this team better than me, even my blood, it's red and black!"
Paul Maldini, AC Milan's spiritual totem
"
You businessmen have your businessmen's way, we Milanese have our Milanese methods, this is not a contradiction, you can be your CEO, but don't be on your toes and point fingers at our traditional Italian football culture!"
Gazidis put his legs down, touched his shiny forehead, spread his hands towards Maldini, and said innocently:
"I'm here for the good of the team, you and I are both the management of AC Milan, it's not easy to achieve this position, not to mention we are all doing things for the Americans, and we are responsible for the Elliott Group, aren't we?"
Maldini sneered, turned away, turned his back to Gazidis, and waved his hand in disdain.
"I'm not like you, I'm only responsible for the Milan team, for the Milan fans.
"I'll tell you, Gazidis, I retired in 2009 and I could have gone back to Milan then, but do you know why I came back ten years later?
He is highly respected at the club and was invited to management as soon as he retired in 2009.
But Maldini never agreed, because AC Milan's conditions for dismissal could not meet him.
This condition is not a salary, Maldini's deep love for Milan allows him to work for the club for free for the whole of his playing career.
The only point of disagreement is that Maldini is not satisfied with being a mascot, he wants real power, the authority to do things for Milan!
After Milan was acquired by the Americans, the contradictions and conflicts between foreign self-esteem and the local Italian forces became more and more intense!
How can some people of the older generation not understand how such a big club in our country was bought by an American capitalist?
Maldini flicked his sleeves away, snapped, and slammed the door shut, shaking Gazidis all over.
The South African stayed quiet for a while, pressed the remote control, and closed the electric curtain again.
"Hmph, the skill is not big, the tone is not small, a gang style, the Italians are this stinky temper, untidy!" <
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AC Milan CEO, South African Gazidis
closed with the blackout curtains on both sides.
Darkness once again shrouded the Milan CEO's office, and the shining of Gazidis's bald head gradually dimmed.
"... To sum up, as long as we beat Inter Milan in the round of 33, we can continue to save the hope of winning the championship, otherwise, we can all take an early vacation, Pioli can go to the beach to bask in the sun, you can also go to Qatar to accompany your wife to buy LV bags!"
However, time has changed.
AC Milan is no longer an Italian team, it was sold to the Americans.
Gazidis, the CEO and Maldini's superior, has a lot of power and can fire him at any time.
Maldini endured the anger in his heart, and said in a cold tone:
"We lost too many points in the early stage of the league, after the efforts of the whole team, there are only five points left to chase and the top of the table, and the Milan derby at the weekend, even if the team does not mobilize, we understand that we must give it our all, after all, this is a six-point battle, our only chance to turn over."
Gazidis snorted through his nose, put his legs on the table, folded his hands in front of his chest, and said to Maldini:
"I am the CEO of the Premier League, and I came to Italy to change your backward management mechanism and cultivate your business thinking.
"Maldini, don't learn from Inter's Zanetti, don't run to orphanages, schools, hospitals, engage in these useless charities and public welfare, for Milan at this stage, you do this, in addition to creating your personal image of a good person, for the club's competitive ranking, there will be no improvement!"
Revenue from ticket sales and season ticket sales is a qualitative leap, you know, Maldini?"
Gazidis spoke, saliva like a watering can.
"Also, my dear old captain, I don't agree with your statement, what does it mean that the team does not need to be mobilized?"
"You look at their tired energy in the first few games, especially the few Italians in the team, running a lot less than last year, I have seen the data, I know very well.
"As the technical director, you have to go to the training ground, go to the dressing room, and reiterate to the players the importance of the Milan derby!
Maldini got up
suddenly, walked to the glass curtain wall, and pulled the curtains.
Click!
Dragged a few times, but couldn't pull away.
"What are you doing?" said Gazidis in surprise.
It's too dark, I want to see some sunshine in my heart!" Maldini yelled at him.
Gazidis did not expect Maldini to lose his temper.
He was a little frightened.
"
I'm electric, I'm going to use
the remote control!" Gazidis pressed the electric curtain remote control, and after two beeps, the curtain slowly opened from the middle to the sides.
The bright Mediterranean sun and the tide flood into the office.
The carpet is covered with golden light, and you can see the dust flying in the pillar of light.
Everything in the interior is metal and glass, crystal trophies, pen cases, doorknobs, ashtrays, and aluminum plate decorations of tables, all shimmering in the sunlight.
Even Gazidis's big bald head is shiny and shiny.
"Mr. Gazidis, although you and I know that Milan is no longer the Milan of the nineties, Serie A, now not comparable to the Premier League and the West, but you have to understand that Milan players, as long as they wear this shirt, will be given, innate sense of honor and mission!"
In our first-round clash with Inter, we were caught in fireworks by our own fans and were sentenced 0-3, but our players, the fighting spirit they showed on the field, are completely worthy of Milan's red and black shirt!"
"I say no mobilization because the whole team, including you and me, understands what this Milan derby means for the team and what it means to this shirt.
Maldini looked unusually angry, his long hair rising and falling from side to side with his voice.
He leaned over the wide desk of Daugazidis and hammered two punches.
"Don't talk about me about broadcast revenue, advertising revenue, sponsors, tickets, I'm an old Milanese, my dad is in Milan, I'm in Milan, my eldest son has played in Milan, three generations of our grandchildren are Milanese, I love Milan more than anyone, no one knows this team better than me, even my blood, it's red and black!"
Paul Maldini, AC Milan's spiritual totem
"
You businessmen have your businessmen's way, we Milanese have our Milanese methods, this is not a contradiction, you can be your CEO, but don't be on your toes and point fingers at our traditional Italian football culture!"
Gazidis put his legs down, touched his shiny forehead, spread his hands towards Maldini, and said innocently:
"I'm here for the good of the team, you and I are both the management of AC Milan, it's not easy to achieve this position, not to mention we are all doing things for the Americans, and we are responsible for the Elliott Group, aren't we?"
Maldini sneered, turned away, turned his back to Gazidis, and waved his hand in disdain.
"I'm not like you, I'm only responsible for the Milan team, for the Milan fans.
"I'll tell you, Gazidis, I retired in 2009 and I could have gone back to Milan then, but do you know why I came back ten years later?
He is highly respected at the club and was invited to management as soon as he retired in 2009.
But Maldini never agreed, because AC Milan's conditions for dismissal could not meet him.
This condition is not a salary, Maldini's deep love for Milan allows him to work for the club for free for the whole of his playing career.
The only point of disagreement is that Maldini is not satisfied with being a mascot, he wants real power, the authority to do things for Milan!
After Milan was acquired by the Americans, the contradictions and conflicts between foreign self-esteem and the local Italian forces became more and more intense!
How can some people of the older generation not understand how such a big club in our country was bought by an American capitalist?
Maldini flicked his sleeves away, snapped, and slammed the door shut, shaking Gazidis all over.
The South African stayed quiet for a while, pressed the remote control, and closed the electric curtain again.
"Hmph, the skill is not big, the tone is not small, a gang style, the Italians are this stinky temper, untidy!" <
div data-fanqie-type="image" source="user">
AC Milan CEO, South African Gazidis
closed with the blackout curtains on both sides.
Darkness once again shrouded the Milan CEO's office, and the shining of Gazidis's bald head gradually dimmed.
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