The situation with Anelka progressed quickly.
His brothers really put in a lot of effort this time, busily running around for their younger brother's future.
Three days later, a transfer offer was placed on Twain's desk.
"Is Anelka only worth fifteen million pounds? This is a joke!" Twain shook the paper, which made a rattling noise. "Adriano Galliani, that old chap, what does he take us for? A beggar?"
"Do we reject it, Tony?" Kerslake asked superfluously.
"Of course! Wait a minute…" Twain considered for a moment. "Inform the department for the official website to put out the news and make it stand out. Especially put their party's bid in bold. Immediately followed by the news that we have refused. Put the two releases together."
Kerslake nodded and got up to deliver the news.
"AC Milan really looks down on others." Twain gnashed his teeth.
Only he and Dunn were left in the office.
