After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 58 - 0057 The Supreme Fist Two-in-One Seeking Recommendation Tickets Monthly Tickets_2
58: 0057 The Supreme Fist (Two-in-One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets)_2
58: 0057 The Supreme Fist (Two-in-One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets)_2
“Ha,” Inzaghi spread his legs and squatted, pointing around with his finger, and shouted with a wide-open mouth, “Ha, got you fooled, eh?
I never even planned to invite you weird-looking dudes.
Today, Kevin and Kaka will join me, and we three musketeers are going to slay in all directions!
Even if you guys come, you’d just be the backdrop.”
“Are you kidding?”
Pirlo looked at Kaka.
He knew that Kaka usually wasn’t into nightclubs.
Kaka shrugged and said, “I do want to try it out occasionally, and Kevin has already agreed.”
Paul Maldini gave Huang Kaiwen an inquiring look.
Huang Kaiwen nodded his head.
Maldini said helplessly to Inzaghi, “Alright, take care of them.”
Huang Kaiwen made a call to Barbara, saying he was going out to celebrate.
Barbara thought the whole team was going and just told him to take care of himself.
As the three headed to the parking lot, Inzaghi grabbed Kaka and said disdainfully, looking at the Audi A6, “Driving this kind of car to a nightclub is very embarrassing.
Milan City has supermodels coming tonight, you know, supermodels.
We need a cooler ride!”
With that, Inzaghi pointed to his showy Ferrari.
Huang Kaiwen gave him a look and asked, “How are three people going to sit?
Although it’s designed for four seats, it’s really hard even for a child to sit in the back.”
“Just bear with it, it’s a short ride.”
Inzaghi said unconcernedly.
“Fine then, Ricardo will drive, I’ll take the passenger seat, and you sit in the back,” Huang Kaiwen quickly assigned the seats.
“Hey~ Hey!”
Inzaghi pointed to himself and complained, “Please, that’s my car!”
“Fine then, Ricardo can take me home, and you can go by yourself.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll sit in the back, okay?”
Inzaghi stopped the two, handing over the keys with a reluctant face.
After getting in the car, Inzaghi squatted and gripped the front two seats, looking pretty squeezed.
Even so, he didn’t forget to excitedly cheer, “Three musketeers, let’s go!”
Kaka stepped on the gas, and the Ferrari zoomed away.
They quickly reached their destination.
“Bundchen’s here, she’s mine.
The rest of you are free to choose.”
Inzaghi was already mapping out their “battle” strategy, arm over the shoulders with Kaka and Huang Kaiwen.
“I doubt she’d be into you.”
Huang Kaiwen said, smirking.
“Then let’s compete on merit!” Inzaghi huffed, not willing to back down, and took the two to the private room he had reserved.
Upon entering, Huang Kaiwen had already spotted Gisele Bundchen.
The group of supermodels were like fireflies in the night, impossible to ignore.
Taking advantage of Inzaghi ordering, Huang Kaiwen dragged Kaka over.
“Hey, that’s cheating!”
Inzaghi chased after them, howling like a cat that’s had its tail stepped on.
Huang Kaiwen ignored him and went ahead, pulling Kaka along to greet them: “Hi, Ricardo thinks you’re very beautiful, but he’s too shy to greet you, so I brought him over.”
“I didn’t…”
Before Kaka could finish, Huang Kaiwen stepped on his foot.
Gisele Bundchen’s eyes lit up when she saw Kaka.
Although she was a Victoria’s Secret supermodel, football players had a much higher status than models in Brazil.
Kaka was the dream of thousands of Brazilian girls.
Being able to marry Kaka would be the pinnacle of life.
And would make women across the country green with envy.
She had been with Lee before because he was handsome and famous, and now here was Kaka, fitting the same bill.
“Hi Kaka, I’ve always loved watching you play soccer.
I never thought I’d actually meet you!”
Gisele Bundchen came over to shake hands very warmly, almost clinging to Kaka.
“You, you too.”
Kaka was clearly not comfortable with this kind of situation.
His hands were helplessly unsure where to rest.
“We have another teammate.
Would it be ok to call him over too?
He’s covering the bill today,” Huang Kaiwen pointed to Inzaghi and said.
“Sure, we all love AC Milan, meeting you guys is the luckiest thing this year,” Bundchen said with a smile, pulling Kaka down to sit with her.
Huang Kaiwen gestured to Inzaghi, who came over and darkened upon assessing the situation.
Gisele Bundchen was as attentive as those female fans who coveted Filippo’s body.
Could his handsome Filippo not measure up to a rookie like Kaka?
Maybe Kaka was actually quite small!
Inzaghi glanced and consoled himself with the thought.
Luckily, Inzaghi was a man of the world.
His self-adjusting capabilities were top-notch.
As soon as he sat down, he picked up a glass and got cozy with Adriana Lima.
“Why aren’t you talking?”
Huang Kaiwen teased a young model with a baby face, holding his glass.
“I… I’m not very famous, they are the ones signed with Victoria’s Secret.”
“But I think you’re the most beautiful,” Huang Kaiwen leaned in and said, recognizing Miranda Kerr right away.
He preferred her look over the more rugged features of the two Brazilian supermodels.
“Hello, I’m Miranda Kerr.”
The girl shyly stepped back a bit, as Huang Kaiwen’s breath was tickling her ear.
“I know you, I’m your fan!”
“You’re lying, I’m not that famous at all,” Miranda Kerr said, her inhibitions loosening with the alcohol, sounding playfully coy.
“No, really, you’re from Australia, debuted at 13, right?”
“You really know about me?” Miranda Kerr asked with wide-eyed surprise.
“Of course, I think you have a great presence and you’re beautiful.
Meeting you is like a dream come true!”
“Hehe, you’re such a charmer, you talk like a playboy.”
“I’m definitely not,” Huang Kaiwen pointed at Inzaghi, with a look of disdain, and said, “That guy there is the playboy.
He changes girlfriends faster than he changes his underwear.”
