"It's okay, I'll handle this!"
The young lady said, clenching her fist.
"Alright, then you handle it."
"Let's go to Madrid earlier then, find you the house you like, and have them hurry up with the renovations. Next season you'll be able to move in. The hotel environment is poor; you wouldn't be accustomed to it."
"Let's talk about that later, let your dad transfer the ownership of Milan to you before we leave Italy."
Huang Kaiwen said.
Agreeing is one thing.
Ultimately, it has to be safely in the bag.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
The young lady looked up at Huang Kaiwen and asked, "You'll definitely be spending money in Madrid. I'm thinking about selling some shares of the e-commerce company since there's interest from the Americans. Take more money with you."
Huang Kaiwen: ...
He was going to Madrid to play football, not to Africa to be a mercenary.
