Chapter 671： Been tricked

Fabio Licari was sitting in front of the window of a famous boutique on Via Monte Napoleon, staring unblinkingly at a side street opposite.

Don't look at this narrow and short street, but it has a rather amazing name, **** Street.

I don’t know if it’s because the name is divine, or because the location is good enough, or because of other reasons. Since history, **** Street has been Milan’s most prosperous luxury brand gathering place.

Of course, there is also the most luxurious hotel in Milan, the Four Seasons Hotel!

Likali used binoculars at this moment to peer into the gate of Four Seasons Hotel through the window.

Everyone coming in and going out here, every car, is within his sight.

"Hey, Fabio, you shouldn't be a reporter, you should be Sherlock Holmes!"

The owner of the boutique is a friend of his friend. He admired the reputation of the famous Gazzetta dello Sport reporter for a long time, so when he heard that Fabio Licari wanted to borrow his place to dig a big news, he unceremoniously agreed Down.

And when he saw Fabio Licari staring at the Four Seasons hotel opposite as a thief, he was amused.

It turns out that this is the case for the news follower.

"Reinaldo, wait and see, tomorrow is another front page!" Licari smiled without looking back.

When he said this, his whole person seemed to get excited.

"Really? What's the big news?" Renardo is a typical Italian fat guy who looks so painful. He pays attention to the gossip news if he has nothing to do. If he can know the front page of tomorrow in advance, it must be his capital to go home to brag about at night. .

Fabio Licari smiled, "I heard you are an Inter Milan fan, are you?"

"Well, yes, that's right, our whole family is, three generations are all!" Mentioning this, Renardo looked serious.

Unexpectedly, this matter turned out to be related to Inter Milan.

"We have received the news, and later Moratti and his son will come here to contact a mysterious buyer and discuss the acquisition of Inter Milan. The location is said to be on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel."

Following Fabio Licari's gestures, Renardo looked up through the window.

The floors of the Four Seasons Hotel are not high. You can see the roof at a glance. It is said that it is the most expensive suite in the Four Seasons Hotel.

"Are you sure?" Renardo was a little strange.

"It's true!" Fabio Licari was very convinced.

He has worked in the Italian media field for so many years and has become the Gazzetta dello Sport reporter who is best at tracking and digging up insider news. He is not a vegetarian, and has his own eyeliner and news channels.

"The mysterious buyer, is Tohir from Indonesia?" Renardo asked concerned.

Between the eyebrows, what can't be hidden is a worried look on his face.

It has been two or three years since this Inter Milan is going to be sold. It has spread from Europe to Asia, and then from Asia back to Europe. Even American buyers and the Middle East consortium have spread it, but it still disappears. .

Finally, a Torhill came out. I heard that the negotiation progress is going well. I hope it will succeed. Don't worry about it!

Unexpectedly, Fabio Licari shook his head, "No, no, no, I've already talked to Torhill!"

"What? The talk broke?" Renardo almost jumped up.

"Yes, about three days ago, Tohir was in the lobby of the Armani Hotel. Before he planned to take a plane to leave Milan, he accepted an interview with me. He said that he had talked with Moratti. As for the reason, he asked me to ask Mo. Latti."

Renardo frowned further now, "What's the matter?"

"Who knows?" Fabio Licari knew nothing.

How can outsiders know about this kind of negotiation concerning the core interests of both parties?

Even if you know it, it must be disclosed to the outside world intentionally by both parties. Otherwise, is it possible that you can personally participate in their negotiations and witness the whole process?

"However, it doesn't matter if the talk is broken, it is said that Tohir is not a good bird!" Fabio Licari added.

Renardo sighed, "I said so, but how long can Moratti last?"

After speaking, there was another long sigh, "We Inter Milan, don't become the second Roma!"

When Sensi went bankrupt, Rome was under the custody of the bank. In those years, there was a lot of rumors about Rome, and all the Red Wolf fans were worried. It has only slightly improved in the past two years.

On the contrary, Inter Milan, almost the entire Italy knows that the Moratti family will not be able to survive.

If there is no buyer to take over, then Inter Milan is afraid to become the second Roma team.

"By the way, Fabio, is there any news about this mysterious buyer?" Renardo asked concerned.

Fabio Licari shook his head, "No."

"No?" Renardo was a little surprised.

This paparazzi is all pervasive, and there are news inside stories that reporters can't dig?

Fabio Licari smiled bitterly at Renardo's expression.

"Don't imagine us as omnipotent? A lot of our inside information is deliberately revealed by the other party. If they really want to keep it secret, we can't know the information."

Renardo also understood this, but was somewhat worried.

When will this day of fear and fear be full!

"It's strange, it's 15 o'clock in the afternoon. It's been ten minutes, why haven't there been any signs of movement?"

Fabio Licari looked at the time on his watch, wondering a bit.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Fabio Licari took it out and saw that it was the assistant to the editor-in-chief of Gazzetta dello Sport, Daniel Radoelli.

"Hey, Daniel, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?" Daniel Rardelli asked at the start without saying hello.

"Monte Napoleon Avenue, guarding the Four Seasons Hotel!" Fabio Licari replied.

"Wrong, we're all wrong!" Daniel Rardelli on the other side shouted loudly.

"Wrong? What's wrong?" An ominous premonition flooded Fabio Licari's heart immediately.

"We have just received news that the venue of the negotiation is not at the Four Seasons Hotel, but on the eighth floor of the Armani Hotel. People from Turin Sport and Roma Sport have already rushed over."

"What?" Fabio Licari's brain suddenly seemed to be knocked hard, and many things were understood in an instant.

Yes, Niang Xipi, if we really talk here, time has passed so long, but why is the water still flying here?

Not to mention that the mysterious buyer hadn't seen it, even Moratti and his son hadn't seen it.

On the eighth floor of the Armani Hotel, yes, there is a high-level meeting room on the eighth floor of the Armani Hotel, which is a private meeting room exclusively for guests of the hotel. The previous negotiations between Tohir and Moratti and his son were held here.

Oh my God, these cunning guys chose to negotiate where they were last time. It's too treacherous!

"Quickly, Fabio, I've already rushed by Ricardo, and you go quickly too!" Daniel Reedelli shouted.

"Okay, I'll run over immediately!"

The Armani Hotel is also the most famous top hotel in Milan. It is located in the northwest of the Four Seasons Hotel. It is just three streets along Monte Napoleon, not far away.

As for Ricardo Platsi, he is an Italian football expert for Gazzetta dello Sport and a powerful general at the newspaper. He is a close competitor to Fabio Licari. Although the two have a good relationship, they are full of Competition.

So, thinking that Ricardo Pratci had already rushed past, Fabio Licari didn't care about the others, so he immediately packed his things, grabbed them, and ran out of the store.

"Eh, Fabio, what's the matter? Is anyone here?" The gossip fat Renardo also chased out immediately.

"No, it's changed places, at the Armani Hotel!" Fabio Licari shouted.

The sound was left, but people rushed out.

"Armani Hotel?" Renardo was taken aback for a moment, as if it was not far away, why don't we go and see the excitement?

Just do it when he thought of it, Renardo immediately confessed to the clerk and rushed out himself.

As soon as I went out, I found out, Niang Pi, that there were so many reporters secretly hiding around.

As soon as these reporters saw Fabio Licari rushing out, they heard him call the Armani Hotel again, and all of them immediately started dashing towards the Armani Hotel in the northwest direction.

The actions of these more than a dozen people immediately attracted the attention of passers-by, and even evaded one after another, for fear of accidentally being hit, it would be a disaster.

"Hey, fifth, get away quickly, get away!"

Fabio Licari, who rushed to the front, almost ran into a tourist from the east. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to hide aside and escaped.

"Master, why are these people running in such a hurry?"

"Uh, I don't know very well, I should be doing street art!"

"Street art?"

"Yeah, you see, there is also a big fat man in the team. He may be calling the citizens, no matter how fat or fat they are, they can't forget sports. Isn't there a saying? Life is sports!"

Long Wu grinned, but he didn't believe what Master Huan said.

Seeing this group of guys rushing away desperately, they soon disappeared, and everyone turned their eyes back. Why should they go?

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Let's go to the Wangjiang Pavilion branch on the corner for afternoon tea. I booked a box!"

"Really? Well, I haven't tasted the craftsmanship of the Milan branch yet!"

"Look at your promise, let's go!"

The two turned around and plunged into the crowd of people. No one had spotted them or noticed them from beginning to end.

Three minutes later, there were four screams of split lungs in the lobby of the Armani Hotel.

"What? Temporarily cancelled?"

Twenty or thirty reporters present all were panting and sweating, and almost didn't faint.

The fast sprint of one kilometer is almost killing them.

But as a result, when they arrive at the destination, what is waiting for them is bad news. Can you say that people can not despair?

"How could it be cancelled temporarily?"

"Yes, are you all booked?"

"Manager, are you lying to us?"

"Yeah, if you dare to lie to us, be careful we'll get your scandal tomorrow!"

The lobby manager of the hotel hurriedly waved his hands vigorously. This group of uncrowned kings could do anything for the news.

"Oh, guys, I really didn't lie. If you don't believe me, you can just go up and have a look!"

Hearing what he said, everyone basically believed it.

Could it be that I was tricked again?

It doesn't make sense. I heard that it was at the Armani Hotel before, so why did you change your mind again?

"Manager, who booked the VIP meeting room? Or which company?" Fabio Licari reacted most quickly and immediately wanted to catch this clue.

The lobby manager was also anxious to rush away the group of plague gods. After thinking about it, he nodded and agreed: "It was booked by a company from the United States. It said that it was asking a customer to discuss a business, and the deposit was given. Who would have thought..."

American company?

All the reporters present were a bright spot.

Could it be that it is a consortium from the United States that wants to acquire Inter Milan?

Well, it is quite possible!

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