After giving the waiter a good talking-to, Raiola finally felt a little better. He then reorganized his words and continued to persuade Lin Yi.

"What I was trying to say was that successful players can't live off their salaries alone. Do you know how much commercial value a superstar has? Let me tell you, that's exactly my forte. You're even more handsome than a movie star, and I guarantee I can make you a sought-after target for major brands, with endorsements galore."

The unlucky phone rang again, and Lin Yi had to apologize to Raiola for the second time before answering a call from the team's president, Mubarak.

"Good evening, Caldunn. Did you need something?"

"I'm sorry, I really don't have an agent. I didn't expect them to find the club. I'm sorry for the trouble."

"So many?"

"I can understand Audi, Nike, Adidas, Pepsi, Gatorade, and EA, but why Burberry? Aren't they clothing companies?"

"Etihad Airways and the Abu Dhabi Tourism Authority are on my side! Of course, no problem. I agree to these two companies. Just stall for the rest. The agent's matter is being negotiated, very soon."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yi felt the matter was urgent. He asked anxiously, "Mr. Raiola, could you elaborate on the commercial endorsement you mentioned earlier? I'm in a real hurry."

Raiola paused for a moment, then turned her attention back to the waiter: "Where's our food? Has the chef gone home?"

Raiola only stopped after receiving personal apologies from the head manager and the head chef.

The heating in the private room was on full blast. Raiola took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Once everything was tidied up, she changed the subject.

"Lin, I have high hopes for your future. This doesn't just mean how much money you can make, but that I believe you can become someone who breaks through the sports world. Do you understand what cultural influence is? Think about David Beckham, Michael Jordan, Roger Federer, and your compatriot Yao Ming. I have the resources and the ability to make you one of them."

Lin Yi's private life is actually quite monotonous; his phone rarely rings.

Especially after Emma dropped out of school, the only time the young couple would use the phone was when she went to an event or when Lin Yi played an away game.

Today is really weird. I'm trying to talk about serious business, but I keep getting harassed by the phone.

Raiola was interrupted by the phone ringing for the third time, and even someone as thick-skinned as Lin Yi felt embarrassed.

"It's okay, I won't answer. Let's continue our conversation."

Raiola, with her sharp eyes, noticed the caller ID read "Baby" and immediately said generously, "A true gentleman wouldn't refuse a call from his lover. It's okay, go ahead and answer."

Lin answered Emma's call apologetically, her tone tinged with reproach.

"Honey, don't you know I'm busy here?"

"The BAFTA Awards? London Fashion Week? I'm not going. What would I do there?"

"They invited you, but I still have a competition to compete in."

"You specifically invited me? Do I really have to give you that kind of face?"

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say, just don't let it affect my match."

This time, after hanging up the phone, Lin Yi immediately turned off his phone to ensure he wouldn't be disturbed again, and then gestured for Raiola to continue.

Raiola looked dejected and turned to the waiter at the door for the third time, but was interrupted before she could speak.

"Mr. Raiola, I'll serve you your food right away."

With nowhere to vent his anger, Raiola could only start devouring the food in front of him.

After a silent dinner, a satisfied Raiola, unwilling to give up, mounted his warhorse again, picked up his lance, and launched a final charge against Lin Yi's fortified fortress.

"Lin, I'm very sorry to ask you a question, but isn't there anything that's difficult for you and you need someone's help with?"

"You know what, there's a tricky situation right now that I don't know how to handle."

Upon hearing this, Raiola excitedly slammed his hand on the table, making the plates, knives, forks, chopsticks, spoons, and cups clang loudly, his expression as excited as a young boy going to a hotel for the first time.

"God didn't abandon me, the sky has finally cleared!"

"Lin, just say the word. No matter how difficult it is, I'll do everything I can to help you get it done!"

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment before revealing his predicament.

"I really want to go all out to beat Manchester United in the FA Cup, which is about to start, but I can sense that Manuel seems a bit hesitant. I don't know if it would be inappropriate for me to bring it up with him, or if he would think I'm disrespecting him?"

After a night of what felt like a nightmare, Raiola finally felt things return to normal and he was back in familiar territory.

This Italian football mogul patted his chest and said, "No problem at all, don't worry, leave it to me!"

Lin Yi wouldn't be put at ease just because of one sentence; he's not a simple-minded person like Balotelli.

"What are you planning to do? You're not planning to talk to him for me, are you? I might as well go to him myself."

Raiola glanced at his watch and confidently assured him, "Lin, don't underestimate my abilities. I guarantee I'll get this done within 24 hours. I won't even need to say a word to Mr. Pellegrini, let alone hurt his feelings."

"Listen to my analysis. After this FA Cup match, your week of two matches will be over. You'll have plenty of time to recover your fitness, and it won't affect your subsequent league matches."

"So Pellegrini's concern isn't about affecting the title win at all. His hesitation stems from his care for you. He's worried that you're not in good physical condition right now, and that you'll be upset if you lose to Manchester United. His hesitation is actually to protect you."

"If you rotate your squad, and then you lose, it will be Manchester City who lose, not you, Lin Yi!"

"You've already beaten Manchester United twice, so no one will bring up an FA Cup match you didn't even play in."

"Don't worry, leave it to me. He already knows the answer in his heart. I'll help him make up his mind in my own way!"

After a reasoned analysis, Raiola looked at Lin Yi expectantly: "Can we sign the contract now?"

Lin Yi looked at the other person with suspicion: "You haven't even helped me get it done yet, isn't it too frivolous to sign a contract now? Unless you can come up with a reason that can immediately convince me."

Through the conversation just now, the astute Raiola has already seen through Lin Yizhong's emotional and personality traits.

He stared into Lin Yi's eyes and said, "Remember the night Mario set his house on fire? He only called two people, one was you, and the other was me."

Lin Yi's gaze shifted to Balotelli, who nodded in confirmation and explained, "I only trust the two of you."

"Deal! Bring me the contract, I'll sign it."

Lin Yi firmly believes that while other players and agents may be united by mutual interests, the people Balotelli trusts must genuinely care about him.

Raiola quickly demonstrated his strength, proving he was not just a name without substance.

The following morning, authoritative media outlets such as the Daily Mail, The Times, and the Manchester Evening News simultaneously published a report that Chelsea and Bayern Munich planned to offer £4500 million for Lin Yi.

In addition, Mourinho is very interested in the 18-year-old who is currently ranked first in the Champions League top scorer list and third in the Premier League top scorer list.

The madman believes that Lin Yi is very suitable for Mourinho's Real Madrid's extreme defensive counter-attacking tactics, and Real Madrid may therefore participate in the competition for Lin Yi.

Madrid fans expressed their excitement for the powerful collaboration between The Special One and The One.

Later, Lin Yi's new agent, Mino Raiola, gave an interview to the media, stating clearly that Lin Yi would not leave Manchester City. He loves the Manchester City team, enjoys playing for Manchester City, and Lin Yi is not going anywhere!

That evening, Manchester City manager Pellegrini made up his mind to field a full-strength lineup for the FA Cup match against Manchester United.

How could a young man who loves so deeply possibly accept running away?

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