Golden Greenery

The city of Milan has not one river, but five canals. However, these five rivers are so small that you can't even find them on the map. There is no way to compare them with the shipping artery of the German canal flowing through Hanover.

The Milan Canal was dug a thousand years ago, when there were no cars or trains. It was built to connect Milan to Venice. After four to five hundred years of intermittently digging, Leonardo da Vinci even designed a lock for the canal. In its heyday, Milan, located in the hinterland of northern Apennines, looked like a water town.

Today, the canal has long lost its function of shipping traffic, and only one of the five rivers is left. There is even a small section of the river with some pitiful water. The rest have become dry river beds and garbage dumped by residents in the dark. field.

In recent years, the Milan city government has been planning to use the ancient canal to revive it, and the rippling blue waves have become a new landscape of the city. This is obviously a good thing. At least the housing prices on both sides of the canal will rise sharply.

The office building of Fatty Raiola's agency, Piazza Milo, is not far from the only section of the canal that still has some water. There are not many buildings around it, only some scattered antique markets and small businesses.

There is no longer the desolation of the abandoned factory two years ago. The nine-story modern-style building is simple and bright, and the surrounding roads are full of greenery. Whether you look at the ancient canal scenery up close or look at the city scenery from a distance, the visual effect of Miró Square All very good.

Raiola is impatient. Two years ago, he wanted to build a tall building overnight. However, the work efficiency of Italian construction companies is known to the world. It is impossible to make workers work overtime anyway. It is impossible in this life. No amount of money will be added. According to the normal progress here, a nine-story building covering an area of ​​​​six hectares would be thankful to be able to dismantle the scaffolding two years later.

Just when the fat man was worried about how to build his Empire State Building as soon as possible, Zhuo Yang reminded him: Don't you know there is a country in the world that is called an infrastructure madman?

With one word to wake up the man in his dream, Raiola slapped his forehead and suddenly enlightened. A construction company from China immediately won the bid and settled in. Therefore, it is natural to be faster, more economical, and the buildings are increasing every day as Emperor Milo is in full bloom.

However, the project process was not always smooth sailing. According to local laws and regulations, Chinese construction companies hired some Italian workers to do some rough work of mixing mud and mud. As a result, the Italian working class, which was lazy and liked to enjoy easy and happy labor, was in bad luck and was tortured to death by the vicious Chinese foremen.

According to custom, everyone is going to go on strike, and Chinese companies are also very afraid of this. But Raiola is not afraid of this the least. Do you think the mafias he knows are choir kids who do good deeds?

A dozen Italian masons and porters didn't even dare to show their anger. Later, they worked harder than the Chinese. On the night after the completion inspection, the fat man put down his body and had a drink with a group of Chinese builders. The Chinese general manager drank Raiola with two bottles of Hengshui Laobaigan until he no longer recognized his old father.

As expected, the fat man kept his promise. On the east wall of the building facing the city, a huge portrait of the Six Musketeers was painted, which can be clearly seen from high up in the city and on the highway. The portrait greets the rising sun every day and shines with golden light. The Six Musketeers are like six golden saints.

As expected, Ibrahimovic, who was feeling sour in his heart, expressed his jealousy and dissatisfaction with Raiola's favoritism, with his mouth hanging down like an underfed Donald Duck. In order to appease the lonely Swedish master, Fatty also painted him on the west wall. Of course, he was also painted on the west wall, along with Coffee, Yanku, Xiaobu, Bonera, Stan, Chivu, Diamond, etc., etc., etc. Ibrahimovic stood majestically in the middle.

Looking at the famous Virgin Peak of the Alps from the west wall, the fat man said to Ibrahimovic: The day you win the Champions League, I will move you to the east wall. The golden ball can also be...

Years later, the portrait on the west wall was mottled and repainted, mottled again, and repainted more than a dozen times. Ibrahimovic was playing football in front of the uncle in the American Major League.

But his portrait is still on the west wall.

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In Fatty's office on the top floor of Plaza Milo, Zhuo Yang was playing with various small perpetual motion machines collected by Raiola with great interest. It is said to be a perpetual motion machine. It contains either a battery or a clockwork. It is a deceptive thing from the civilian science industry, but the workmanship is indeed quite exquisite and the concept is extremely clever.

Zhuo Yang came here because he had nowhere to go.

The team is all on vacation. No matter how far or far away they are, they all go back to spend time with their wives, children, or parents. Zhuo Yang can't find anyone with whom he can have a meal and chat. It was the same in Hanover. Most of the people disappeared. Even Gomez, the crazy dog ​​troll, and a few other natives took their families to Australia for vacation as soon as Christmas was over. Zhuo Yang couldn't go even if he wanted to, because he didn't have as long a vacation as the Bundesliga.

Serie A itself has a short winter break, and this year’s league has a record-breaking late start due to the Calciopoli. The winter break is not as long as China’s Golden Week. Milan will gather in Milanello on January 2nd next year. Then he went to Malta for training. Everyone was looking forward to seeing who would be in the team when they went to Malta.

My elder sister, Zhuo Qiu, has been traveling around the world for more than half a year, and now she has returned to Xi'an to be with her parents. Zhuo Yang agreed to be a guest at Senior Sister Helen's concert in Austria on the last day of 2006, so she could only talk on the phone. Happy New Year to Mom and Dad.

Only Fatty Milo Plaza was crowded with people. During the winter break, various transfers were bustling. It was a busy time for them. They took the vacation right after Christmas.

I have been sleeping around at Fatty's place for the past two days. When I get bored, I go to various departments. I grab a lot of pretty girls in Milo Plaza. Zhuo Yang talks to them. Some of them are blushing because of him. Face, some made him blush.

The reason why An An is staying in the office now is because the fat man asked him to wait here and asked him to do something for him. A naughty kid will be brought in soon, and Zhuo Yang will be able to talk some sense into him and tell the naughty kid his own life experience.

Zhuo Yang was very surprised: "How do you think I am a master of chicken soup who is good at explaining the principles of life? How could I leave such a bad impression on you?"

"Stop being so modest, you kid can plow the ground with your mouth. When it comes to talking about words, I will obey you Chinese..."

Since the fat man admired him so much, Zhuo Yang accepted the job disrespectfully. He wanted to see what kind of naughty kid could give such a headache to the powerful Emperor Milo.

As soon as he put down the small perpetual motion machine with thirteen consecutive beads in his hand, the fat Raiola hurried in, his forehead covered with sweat in the southern European winter.

"Hey, he's here! I've brought the man, he's coming in right behind. I'll leave it to you. I'm going to the accounting center to ask them to redo a false account. I'm going to keep an eye on the incoming and outgoing of millions. Point. Stop talking, think of a solution when people come, I'll leave first. My brain is almost boiling, this fucking naughty kid..."

Zhuo Yang didn't have time to react, Raiola's heel spun out again without touching the ground.