After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 55 - 00 The Joy of a Glitch You Can’t Imagine Requesting Monthly Passes Recommendations

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55: 0055 The Joy of a Glitch You Can’t Imagine (Requesting Monthly Passes, Recommendations)

55: 0055 The Joy of a Glitch You Can’t Imagine (Requesting Monthly Passes, Recommendations)

Milan defeated Rome 3–0 away.

But Ancelotti was not the least bit happy.

“I assure you, Kevin will be ready for the second leg against Inter Milan.”

Giovanni Nanni came out with the medical records and spoke to Ancelotti.

“Is there really no chance for the first leg?” Ancelotti looked at the “Divine Doctor” with hope, wishing for a miracle.

“There’s nothing I can do, but he’s only going to miss one match, isn’t he?

The international match break is right around the corner.”

“Alright, I’m just being impatient.”

Ancelotti steadied himself on his daughter’s arm for a good while before standing firm.

“May I go in and visit Kevin?” Katia Ancelotti asked excitedly.

“Alright, but not for too long; he needs to rest.”

Sitting on the bench, Ancelotti watched his daughter enter the ward with an excited face.

His heart was filled with mixed emotions.

His daughter had shifted her attention from Totti to a player on his own team.

He should be happy—after all, it proved that Milan was good, and it flattered him as the coach.

He had thought about introducing Kevin to his daughter before.

But seeing his “little padded jacket” being so attentive to another man in front of him always left a sour taste in his heart.

Inside the ward.

Huang Kaiwen had his hands full.

“Kevin, what did you major in at university?”

Katia Ancelotti spoke with excitement: “I heard you didn’t have professional training, so how are you so good?”

“That’s right, how did you get the number 10?

Wasn’t the previous owner Rui Costa?”

This was Huang Kaiwen’s first encounter with Ancelotti’s daughter.

Hmm,

One could only say she looked like her dad.

Huang Kaiwen was quite frank from the heart.

There’s a saying, “If you’re handsome, it’s called flirting; if you’re ugly, it’s called harassment.”

Flip the genders around, and it applies the same way to Huang Kaiwen.

Katia was naturally not ugly, but she couldn’t be considered beautiful either.

Huang Kaiwen had little patience to entertain her while injured.

“I want to go pee.”

Huang Kaiwen devised a way to escape.

Katia Ancelotti immediately said, “Shall I help you there?”

Huang Kaiwen: …

How about you hold it for me too?

Huang Kaiwen quickly declined and fled to the toilet for some peace and quiet.

About half an hour later, when Huang Kaiwen came out, he saw Giovanni Nanni wearing a smirk.

“Is she gone?”

Huang Kaiwen asked.

“You broke a girl’s heart.”

“Don’t talk to me about that.

There aren’t many good men in all of Italy.

Even Carlo Ancelotti was a playboy in football when he was young.

I consider myself quite decent,” Huang Kaiwen retorted.

Having been injured often, Huang Kaiwen naturally became more acquainted with the doctors.

Giovanni Nanni even had a better relationship with him than some of his teammates.

“There’s no major issue, just avoid strenuous activities for the next two nights.”

“I got it.”

Huang Kaiwen lay back on the hospital bed and asked out of boredom, “What about that nurse before?

Martina, right?”

“Give it a rest.”

With a look that said he was enjoying the drama, Giovanni Nanni said, “There aren’t many young female nurses in Italy to begin with.

That girl just graduated, but she was dismissed by the management in just a few days.”

“Why?”

Huang Kaiwen couldn’t understand why Milan was so feudal.

Was this discrimination against young women?

Chelsea F.C.’s female physio could take care of half the team, so what was Milan lacking?

“You should know.”

Giovanni Nanni still had that smug look.

Huang Kaiwen slapped his thigh and blurted out, “Barbara, it’s Barbara, right?”

The old “Divine Doctor” just shrugged his shoulders and kept silent.

Huang Kaiwen was speechless.

Indeed, there are big problems with working at the same company as your girlfriend.

Asking him to transfer was out of the question.

Apart from Milan, only Arsenal could afford to keep an injured player for years.

But Arsenal’s salaries were low.

Maybe he should find something else for the young lady to do, so she wouldn’t focus all her energy on the club.

When he got home, Huang Kaiwen didn’t immediately bring up the matter.

Because he remembered something big.

He had the opportunity to exploit a BUG!

His gaze settled on the skill he had recently acquired.

[Skill: Growth-oriented Ball Sense—Hard work makes up for lack of talent, don’t worry if you’re not born with great ball sense, as long as you put in the effort, you can be like Ronaldo; the harder you work on the training ground, the greater the rewards]

To improve his ball sense, he needed to keep training.

As long as he trained, he would see results; it was truly invincible, almost without limit.

But because of the [Injury Change]—from the moment he set foot on the turf, the chance of injury increased by 200%, increasing by 5% every second; if injured and taken off the field, the chance of injury would reset to the initial rate; non-fatal injuries not affecting physical functions, and the cycle repeating, with the abnormal status removed after successfully defending the UEFA Champions League title.

The moment he stepped on the turf, the chance of injury just kept increasing.

It seemed unsolvable, right?

But as a loyal user of Jinshan Ranger, Huang Kaiwen was naturally good at finding loopholes.

Fuck it, I just won’t step on the turf, isn’t that right?

He called over the old butler Albert when he got home.

“Get rid of the turf on the field,” Huang Kaiwen said eagerly.

“Hmm, sir, I don’t quite understand,”

the old butler asked, bowing, thinking he’d misheard.

“I said to find someone to remove the turf from my home’s small field.

I don’t want the turf anymore, not even a bit of it!”

“What about the field then, shall we convert it to another type of surface?”

asked Albert.

“No, a sand surface will do.”

“Very well, as you wish, sir.”

The old butler left, still puzzled, but resolutely carried out Huang Kaiwen’s request.

The next morning, workers came to remove the turf.

The old butler watched them work from the side of the field.

It was mainly because labor in Italy was expensive, and the workers were prone to slacking and dragging out the job.

Huang Kaiwen was very satisfied with Albert for showing such ownership spirit, treating the master’s home as his own.

Even though they had several hundred million, money is not resistant to being spent; a little more here, a bit there, and it would quickly run out.

With Barbara earning money and Albert ensuring the workers didn’t slack, both increasing revenue and cutting costs, that was the way to long-term success.

“Dear, why are you removing the turf from the field?”

Barbara approached as Huang Kaiwen stood by the window watching the workers, and she asked.

“It’s nothing, I just want to try training on sand.”

Huang Kaiwen deflected nonchalantly.

Seeing the young lady, he remembered his plan.

The young lady almost had all the conditions for success.

Her father was a big shot, her girlfriends had resources, she herself had founded a second-generation organization, and she had even won a big lottery before.

She had money, she had connections.

If she couldn’t make it successful, there would be no justice in the world.

Thinking about the later popularity of personal overseas shopping, with many Italian brands being targets, Huang Kaiwen felt it was a reliable idea.

“Barbara, e-commerce is doing really well right now.

Why don’t you start a platform?”

“What’s e-commerce?”

Barbara asked, clueless as a wealthy heiress that didn’t surf the web much.

“You know, like Amazon, buying things online.”

“Would that work?”

“Definitely.

Bringing those Italian brands to our country would be very marketable, and then we could sell some small goods from our country to Europe.

I think there is a good profit margin; daily necessities in Europe are too expensive.”

With Huang Kaiwen explaining it like that, the young lady grew interested.

She pulled Huang Kaiwen to the living room to understand more and looked at the development of domestic e-commerce like Alibaba.

Only then did the young lady give the go-ahead, planning to start small and see if it was promising, and then scale it up if it was.

Huang Kaiwen also breathed a sigh of relief.

With the young lady embarking on entrepreneurship, she would probably relax her supervision of him at the team.

Add to that his discovery of the system’s BUG, and it was truly an occasion for double celebration.