Chapter 127 Lady, Are You Secretly Photographing Me? (1/2)

”What?”

Pete and Zhong Shilong were both struck dumb.

”What? Aren't you willing to join our Yanhai Flower Football Team?”

”Liu Feng, take your future seriously. I come here with deep sincerity, on behalf of the Daheng Club.”

Seeing that they were still reluctant to give up, Liu Feng waved his hand and said, ”What do you think of your team in comparison with Barca of La Liga?”

”Well, we certainly cannot equal Barca,” Pete said seriously.

Zhong Shilong looked a little displeased at that time. ”Liu Feng, our domestic team really cannot match the football giant of La Liga. There's no point in asking that question, since the two teams do not equal at all!”

Liu Feng said with a smile, ”Well, you also realize that both clubs are not on equal footing. So let me tell you, the general manager of Barca invited me to join his team two years ago and offered me the same conditions as you just promised, but I refused.”

”What the f*ck!”

Zhong Shilong and Pete almost swore on the spot, after hearing Liu Feng's words.

Lots of onlookers also sneered. ”You are so good at bragging! Can you say something reliable?”

Even the members from the Technology University football team looked a little embarrassed. Obviously, they all thought Liu Feng was boasting.

”Liu Feng, save your breath please,” Guo Wenyang pulled Liu Feng's sleeve and whispered, ”I know you want a better package, but you're going a bit far by talking about Barca.”

”Brother Feng, you'd better not joke about this. Now, you are also regarded as a celebrity. Your bright future will be ruined once your words are posted online by someone, with evil intentions.”

”Brother Feng, everyone knows that you are kidding. Haha, why don't we talk somewhere else? I mean, you can have a talk with Coach Pete and Director Zhong.”

The teammates were talking softly to Liu Feng, for fear that he, who had talked so loudly and frankly, would make some astonishing remarks again.

However, Liu Feng said, with a serious look, ”I'm not joking at all. If you don't believe me, you can call Rossich, the General Manager of Barca and ask him about it. He will surely remember this.”

Pete was a little overwhelmed at that moment. He pulled out his cellphone and waved it in front of Liu Feng. ”Mr. Liu Feng, I do know Mr. Rossich. Do you really want me to call him?”

”Uh!”

The entire Technology University football team felt a little bit awkward. Everyone could see that Liu Feng's attitude had annoyed Pete somewhat.

Zhong Shilong also said, ”Although I have no way to contact Mr. Rossich straightaway, nothing is impossible in the football circle. You have to believe that, there must be a way to get him on the phone, as long as I want to.”

The two football giants quickly reached a tacit understanding that it was necessary to prove Liu Feng wrong.

However, Liu Feng shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly. ”Pete, then you give Rossich a call. By the way, you can put him on speaker, so that everyone can hear your conversation.”

”Well…”

Seeing Liu Feng so confident, Pete was somewhat intimidated.

”Don't hesitate. Just call Rossich. I happen to have something to talk to him about,” urged Liu Feng.

”All right!”

Pete dialed Rossich's number. It seemed that the phone rang for a long time before Rossich, who was on the other side of the distant ocean, answered it. ”Mr. Rossich…”

”You woke me up at this point. If you don't give me a justified reason, I promise I will skin you.”

Rossich's furious roar came out from the phone before Pete could even complete a sentence. ”It's 3: 00 a.m. Everyone in my circle knows that I am suffering from a severe nervous breakdown. I'm so irritated that you're doing this to me.”

At Liu Feng's request, Pete's phone was hands-free. Although Rossich spoke in Spanish, at least one third of those present, could understand it.

Guo Wenyang, in particular, could comprehend it, since he took Spanish as an elective course at Technology University.

”It seems that Rossich has a bad temper.” Guo Wenyang drew back his neck and said, ”Yes, there's a time difference on the other side of the ocean!”

Pete had forgotten about the time difference. It was broad daylight in China now, but on the other side of the earth, it was…

”Speak! D*mn it, who is calling me?” Rossich, on the other end of the phone, didn't hear Pete's response and grew impatient.

”Rossich, your temper is getting worse lately!”

At this time, Liu Feng suddenly spoke up, in perfect Spanish, ”Could you wash your face and freshen up before speaking to us again?”

”Uh!”

Then, there was silence on the other side of the line.

Pete suddenly looked at Liu Feng. Zhong Shilong was also looking at him. All the members from the Technology University football team were looking at him too.

At that point, Rossich's voice could be heard from the phone again. But this time, he spoke in standard Chinese, ”Distinguished Mr. Liu Feng, is that you who is speaking?”

”D*mn it!”