After praising Gao Shen in public, he pulled Gao Shen to a deserted corner.

"When do you have time, Mr. Perez would like to treat you to a meal?"

Perez?

Gao Shen was surprised at first, but soon thought of Florentino Perez, the former chairman of Real Madrid.

Domestic fans always call him Florentino, but his surname is Perez.

Gao Shen stared at Butragueno with suspicion, as if asking: Is it too sensitive to meet Florentino at this time? I am Chairman Martin's employee!

Butragueno smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's just a meal. Mr. Perez just wants to get to know you. There's nothing else. If necessary, I can mention it to Martin."

Gao Shen saw that it was really just eating, but he couldn't think of anything about himself that attracted Florentino.

Even if this big boss wants to make a comeback, he can't think highly of himself. After all, he has to be Wenger, a world-famous coach of Ancelotti's level. Who do I think he is?

Not to mention now, even if he wins the league championship or the Champions League, does Florentino see it?

Didn’t Bosque just fire him when he said he wanted to?

"In a few days, you know, we will play Juventus next Wednesday. This game is also very important."

"Understood, if you have no objection, I will arrange the time."

Your immediate boss has already mentioned this, can Gao Shen say no?

Besides, Florentino is not a scourge, just meet him when you see him.

"Oh, right."

Just when Butragueno finished speaking and turned to leave, he suddenly remembered something.

"I received several calls just now, from Mr. Perez, Martin, Di Stefano, etc. Many people called. This game was well played!"

As he spoke, Butragueño showed his thumb to Gao Shen, then turned around and left with a smile.

Gao Shen is quite beautiful in my heart.

Needless to say?
Chapter completed!