The Day I Played with Ronaldo

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During training on the 27th, Ronaldo said to Ricardo when he passed the ball: "Tonight, I will take all the arrangements off, and I will take you to dinner. The fastest update is Ⅹ④④⑨⑨┛

"But I've made an appointment with Kaka," Ricardo said. "Who wants to invite us to dinner?"

Ronaldo blinked: "Don't worry, it's a good thing. Kaka, push it away, he's a good guy and won't have any opinion."

Ricardo pondered for a while, and couldn't guess who he was going to see tonight.

After training, he called Kaka to apologize, and drove behind Ronaldo to leave the training base.

Ronaldo's car turned around and drove into a well-known high-end residential area, where house prices are basically more than 700,000 euros, belonging to the rich area of ​​Milan.

Several teammates live here, such as Koko, who has never played this season, and Vieri.

Ricardo once thought that Ronaldo was taking himself to Vieri's house for dinner, but the speed was not reduced when driving past Vieri's mansion.

In the end Ronaldo's car stopped in front of a beautiful mansion.

There is a well-restored lawn in front of the house. On the side of the lawn is a small garden surrounded by a fence. You can see all kinds of flowers in a row.

"This is" After getting out of the car and walking to Ronaldo, Ricardo hesitated, "Is this the home of Chairman Moratti?"

"Yes, it's Massimo's home. He wants to meet you tonight. Of course Mr. Faccetti is also here, they are good friends."

"You come here often."

"Yes," Ronaldo laughed. "Massimo treats me like my own son. I often come here for dinner. Before I leave, I have to visit and speak clearly."

"Then why are you taking me?" Ricardo asked.

"After I leave, you and Ade are the standard bearers of Inter Milan, and of course I have to take you to recognize the door. It is important to have a good relationship with Massimo. If you have a conflict with Robert, at least you must ensure Massi Mo is on your side. "Ronaldo said, raising his hand to ring the bell.

"I haven't decided whether to stay or not. I want to go with you, Dadado."

"You managed to get used to Serie A. At this time, you have to adapt again. You should play more games at this age to increase your ball and realize your talents," Ronaldo said seriously. With your main position, believe me, for you now, it is best to stay here. If you really want to transfer, say it in a year or two. "

While talking, the door slowly opened to the sides. Ronaldo led Ricardo in and walked down a gravel path in the middle of the lawn to the house. Massimo Moratti was already standing on the steps waiting. . ,

"Welcome, Ronnie! Ricardo! Seeing you guys like me, I feel like I'm ten years younger." Massimo Morati said with a smile.

He was wearing a pair of huge glasses, thin and tall, thick eyebrows, big nose, and gray hair.

Born in 1945, he is now just 60 years old, but he looks old and looks a lot older than Facheti. In fact, he is three years younger than Facheti. It can be seen that the years of serving as President of Inter Milan have really put him at a loss.

But this year's two champions, maybe three, will be the best birthday present for him, and may make him feel younger.

"Massimo, thank you for inviting us to dinner." Ronaldo stepped forward and hugged Moratti.

When they separated, Ricardo stepped forward and hugged Morati. "Thank you, Massimo."

"Come on, let me take a closer look at you," after the hug, Morati grabbed Ricardo's arm, pushed him a little further, and looked at it carefully, "It's so solid, you are like your brother, look It's thin, but it's really explosive. It looks handsomer than your brother. "

Ronaldo smiled beside him.

"You will be a great star. No, I am wrong. You are now a great star. You can score twice in the Champions League final. You have surpassed most of the strikers in this world.

"Have a good job. Inter Milan, under the leadership of your brother, has begun a revival. Whether this revival will continue is up to you."

Ricardo has not yet decided whether to stay. Especially considering that the telephone door incident will erupt next year, he really has no love for Serie A. Following Ronaldo's footsteps seems to be a better choice.

But in the face of this gracious old man, he could not tell to leave.

"Thank you, Massimo, and thank you for signing me up so that I can share this glory."

"No," Moratti said earnestly. "This glory also has your efforts. Thank you for being willing to come to Inter Milan to help the team stand on top of Europe."

"Let's go in and talk." Moratti introduced them into the living room.

An elegant middle-aged woman in the living room was talking to Fachetti lovingly, and a middle-aged man with a smile was listening.

Facheti still looked so serious, even with a smile, with majesty. Thinking that he would die due to illness next year, although Ricardo had no feelings for him, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"Ronnie! Ricardo!" Facheti greeted with a smile, his lines softened.

"Hello Giachento, Hello Millie, you still look so pretty," Ronaldo sat down with a smile.

Moratty's wife Millie couldn't stop her lips. "You child, your mouth is still so sweet."

"Is this your brother?" She looked at Ricardo. "A pretty boy, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes, I already have a girlfriend." Ricardo was a little embarrassed.

"Don't be shy, sit down and let me take a good look ~ www.readwn.com ~ Millie got up and took Ricardo's hand and took him to his seat." I've seen your game, you are great Unfortunately, my daughter is a lot older than you, otherwise I really want you to be my son-in-law. "

Ricardo grinned.

Moratti has 2 children and 3 daughters, and she has now gone independently. Her youngest daughter, Maria, is in her 20s and is studying in England.

The middle-aged man smiled and reached out to Ricardo: "Hello Ricardo, I'm Angelo Mario."

Ricardo has recognized him. He is Moratti's eldest son, ranking second in the family.

He shook hands with Mario: "Good to see you."

"Milly, get ready for dinner," Morati said.

"Okay," Millie smiled elegantly. "I didn't hire a servant or a cook at home. I'm the old lady who cooks myself. Don't be too unpleasant."

"How come," Ricardo said quickly, "It's our pleasure to eat your own dishes."