Chapter 448： How to deal with it?

The weather in October was still very bright. Icardi, who hadn't slept for a long time, woke up from his sleep, and felt his head hurt.

I drank too much alcohol last night.

He opened his eyes and looked around. Where is this?

Oh yes, I drank too much last night and Tevez said he opened a room in the hotel and sent himself up. I remember when Tevez let the two girls accompany herself on the elevator, and then they let them leave first, and then entered the house alone.

Icardi reluctantly thought: I drank so much yesterday. At that time, I had no strength to walk. What else could I do? Fortunately, the two girls were blown away in advance, otherwise they are still in trouble.

Icardi was not in a hurry to get up either. He was lying on the bed, looking out the window, and the bright sunlight was very comfortable for him, and he remembered what Tevez had told him yesterday.

"You have proven your striker in Serie A. Your strength is definitely world-class. I heard that Inter Milan has always been interested in you and we Juve now lack a strong forward, so if you are in Manchester United If this is the case, if Jintaige can't reuse you, then I suggest that you might as well return to Serie A and prove your worth in the strongest defensive league in the world! "

Thinking of these words, Icardi also was thinking: What would happen if I returned to Serie A now? Will I get more than I do now?

After thinking about it for a long time, Icardi could not figure out the result. He felt a little thirsty, he got up from the bed, poured himself a glass of water, and looked at the mobile phone on the table. I don't know when my cell phone turned off.

His cell phone had just been switched on, and more than a dozen messages came immediately.

First of all, Tevez sent him a message: "Brother, I had a great time yesterday. I made a plane back to Turin in the morning. I will take you when you arrive in Turin in the next round. Taste the taste of Italian beauty. "

Icardi smiled bitterly, and then looked down, but did not expect that the following information was missed call information, and the number was the same person-Jin Taige.

Icardi replied for a moment: today is a day off, yes, what can I do if I find you?

However, seeing the tips of more than a dozen missed calls, Icardi thought to himself that the boss must be looking for me urgently.

He called back, and soon the call was connected: "Boss, I just woke up and found that there were a lot of missed calls on your phone. Are you looking for anything wrong with me?"

Jin Taige's voice the day he only listened to the call was very anxious: "Mauro, are you in the hotel now?"

"Oh? Exactly, how did you know that?"

"Sure enough ..." The sigh of Jin Taige came from the other side of the phone. After a while, the voice came slowly. "Mauruo, open your mailbox with your mobile phone now, there is something I sent to you." Mail, let's talk after you finish reading. Don't hang up, I'll wait for you to read the mail here. "

Icardi is somewhat inexplicable: "Good boss, I'll watch now."

...

Five minutes later, Icardi made a fryer in the hotel: "What the **** is going on!"

"Mauro, don't worry, these clubs will help you deal with it. But before you deal with it, you have to tell me, is it true that the Sun said?"

"Absolutely rumors! These words ... Oh, can't say that, I did go to the bar last night, and together with Tevez and Pogba, after the carnival in the middle of the night, they sent me back to the hotel. But jiji things Absolutely not! I have a terrible headache. The two girls I met in the bar took me near the elevator and I blasted them away. "

"Are you sure these are facts? You didn't drink too much yesterday and forgot something?"

"Absolutely not! I remember it all!"

"Well ... so, tell me your current room number, and I will send the club staff to pick you up at the hotel. Remember! You must not go through the front door! After disguising and leaving from the parking lot behind, now the hotel door will definitely There are reporters waiting for you. You will return to the club at once and let us discuss the countermeasures together. "

"I see, I'll go back now!"

An hour later, in Woodward's office, the door was closed and there were several parties involved in the incident.

Woodward was sitting at his desk, and Kintag was sitting on the sofa closest to him, both frowning.

Scholes and Ferran, who were on vacation at home, were also recruited here. They already knew what was going on. The two were sitting next to Kintag and whispering in a whisper.

Sitting opposite Jintaige is the protagonist of the incident-Icardi, who has been brought back by the club's staff. The person sitting next to him is his agent Marano.

Jin Taige asked: "Mauruo ~ www.novelhall.com ~ When you came out of the hotel, weren't discovered by reporters?"

Icardi shook his head: "No, I went out through the back door, went directly into the underground parking lot, and lay out of the hotel in the back seat."

Agent Marano also added: "I have contacted several media friends and they said that journalists are still waiting at the entrance of the hotel, so he should not know these things."

At this time, Woodward, who had not spoken, stared at Icardi, "Icardi, do you know how serious this incident is? The carnival all night is secondary, and the public move ?! If this matter is shaken Show that not only your personal reputation is greatly damaged, but even the club will also be very severely affected by the economy! "

Icardi bowed his head without saying a word, and the agent Marano accompanied the smiling face: "Mr. Woodward, Coach Tiger, I have already spoken to Mauro on the phone about the seriousness of this matter. It is clear that I believe he has regretted it. I think this is not the time to complain. We should think about how to deal with this matter to minimize this storm. "

Sitting next to Kintag, Whilan whispered to Scholes: "We are going to play against Chelsea soon. If the team fluctuates at this time, the next game will be troublesome ..."

Scholes glanced at him, and his eyes were full of anxiety. He didn't answer, but just shook his head at Ferran, waiting for everyone's opinions and ideas.

As assistant coaches, Ferran and Scholes led a team of training and management, but in the face of this crisis of public relations, they have no way to start.

The room was silent for a long time. About five minutes later, Gentag slowly said, "When you were not here just now, I and Woodward came up with a way ..."