"Hey, Mauritzo, it's me."

In the study at Turin home, Moji called the referee's dispatcher Mauritzo Matei's cell phone.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Moji." Matti replied politely on the phone.

Moji said, "I want to know, how did the referees in that round of league are arranged in two days?"

"It's all arranged." Matthi replied with a smile.

"who?"

"I arranged for Paparesta to go to Milan to enforce the law. You are old friends and should be very familiar with each other."

When Moji heard this name, he frowned and couldn't help but recall the scene in his mind when he locked Paparesta in the referee's lounge at the Alp Stadium. Although Paparesta has tamed a lot since then, every time he sees him, Moji has a very annoying intuition.

But he couldn't say what he hated.

"This game is very important and it is related to our success or failure this season."

"Well, I know, so I specially arranged Paparesta. You know, he is one of the best referees in our country. I believe he can complete the task well." Matthi replied on the phone.

But Moji was still a little uneasy. He didn't like Paparesta, "I mean, can I change one?"

"Change one?" Matti was a little surprised. "Who is it?"

"Others, like Domenic, or Paboro, have won the game they enforced this season."

"Uh...Mr. Moji, Domenic Messina has been arranged to enforce the game between Udinese and Chivo, and Paboro Bertini is enforce the game between Livorno and Palermo. You know, both games are very important, and they are related to the qualifications of the Champions League and the League Cup, so..."

"Then let's arrange for someone else." Moji snatched the words with a headache.

"other people?"

"For example, Massimo, which case did he enforce the law?"

Mattei on the other side of the phone hesitated for a moment, "Ascoli and Cagliari."

"That's right, this game is not important, no one will pay attention to it. Let Paparesta go and Massimo go to Milan to enforce the law. I believe he can complete the task well."

"But...Mr. Moji, the list has been prepared and the notification has been made."

"Then change it and re-notify it again. This is not the first time, is there no problem?"

Matti on the other side of the phone hesitated for a moment and finally spoke again: "Mr. Moji, the wind outside is very tight now."

"What's the meaning?"

"Argili was invited back to investigate by the Roman Procuratorate, do you know?" Matthi asked.

"I know." Moji said indifferently.

After Siena lost to Juventus by 0-3, the former Siena captain criticized Siena's current coach and management for giving points to Juventus, and also believed that Siena was a puppet for Juventus to grab points.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has been born in the Serie A.

In fact, almost every season, as long as Siena plays against Juventus, Siena's fans and veterans will jump out to cause trouble, but when did there be any problems?

Moji was very disdainful of Matei's fear and thought that this former referee, even after being promoted and wealthy, was still as timid as a mouse. How could this big thing happen?

But now he had to suppress his disdain in his heart and said comfortably: "Okay, Mauritzo, don't scare yourself. You should know that Argili is just talking nonsense. What evidence can he have? He always said that Siena is a subsidiary of Fiat, but in fact, we can find a lot of reasons to prove that it is not."

"As for the Roman Procuratorate bringing him back, it's just a routine matter. I've found someone to know about it, and after asking a few questions, he told him to get out. It's nothing at all, but there's a lot of noise outside, and the procuratorate has to make some statements, which are all old routines."

Matti nodded softly on the phone, obviously Moji's words gave him a lot of confidence.

Over the past few years, they have been working together and have never had any problems. I believe this time, too.

"Listen to me, let Massimo go to Milan for law enforcement. We win every time he enforces the law. I like him. I don't like Paparesta. Let him go to other games."

"Okay, I'll think of a solution." Moji said so, and Mateyi had to compromise.

"Well, don't worry, I won't forget you."

"Thanks."

After hanging up Matei's phone, Mojitto put his glasses on the bridge of his nose, flipped through the phone's address book, found a name from it, and called it directly.

Soon, the phone went through.

"Hey, Massimo, it's me."

"Hello, Mr. Moji."

"I have already agreed with Matthie that you come to Milan to enforce the law."

"Me?" DeSantis on the other side of the phone looked a little surprised, "but he didn't arrange for me to go..."

"Yes, I have changed my mind temporarily. The specific notice should be issued tomorrow. I need you, Massimo."

There was a silence on the other side of the phone, and it was obvious that this was not a good job.

Everyone knows that Juventus and Inter Milan are nine points apart, and there are four rounds left in the league. Only when the Zebras defeat Inter Milan at Meacha Stadium can they leave a glimmer of hope, even if it is extremely slim.

But anyone who has seen Inter Milan's performance this season knows how good the team is in and how terrifying the offensive ability is. With Juventus' current state, it is difficult to defeat his opponent away...

At this time, it is self-evident that anyone can arrange for the law enforcement game.

Moji on the phone obviously understood DeSantis' hesitation and sighed softly, "I know this is difficult, and I also know that there will be countless media gatherings from all over the world on the scene, so I need you more than ever, Massimo."

This is not the first time they have done similar things.

In fact, every Serie A game will attract many media and fans to the scene, or watch live TV broadcasts. Anyone familiar with football can see how the referees enforce the law is.

But every time, it is often the case that the public opinion is slightly suppressed after the game, and the referees will make mistakes, and the matter will be exposed. What really tests the difficulty is the on-site law enforcement.

Especially such strong dialogue, a slight carelessness may lead to imbalance in the game and even affect the final result.

"Among the many referees in Serie A, you are the one I trust most, Massimo."

Hearing Moji's words, DeSantis agreed from the other side of the phone, "Okay, I'll do my best."

"Believe me, Massimo, as long as I complete this matter, I will never treat you badly. No matter what you want, I will promise you." Moji gave the highest promise he could give.

And he has only one goal, defeating Inter Milan!

Even if Juventus cannot win the championship in the end, he has to do this because he wants to break Gao Han’s so-called aura of ever-winning over the years. He wants everyone to take a look. It turns out that Gao Han, who they believed in as gods, will be defeated one day.

He has been immersed in professional football for many years and knows very clearly that Inter Milan currently has only one core soul, that is Gao Han.

Everyone in the team has almost blind beliefs about Gao Han, and they believe that as long as Gao Han is there, they can win.

Now, there are four rounds left in the league. As long as you can defeat Gao Han and break his unbeaten golden body, it can damage the morale and confidence within Inter Milan, and the team may even collapse overnight.

Even if this season is not reversed in the end, there is still the next season and the future.

After hanging up Desantis's phone number, Moji found Jilaoudo's number in the address book and called directly.

"Have everything been done?" Gillaudo asked concernedly on the phone.

"All the negotiations are made, I turned the referee into DeSantis. He has always been our lucky star. As long as he is there, there will definitely be no problems. The two linesman also notified them, and there will be no problems."

But Girardo could not help but be worried, "I read the report of the Milan Sports Daily. It is said that by then, hundreds of media from all over the world will gather at the scene. Will something happen?"

"Don't worry, the old rules are always right, there will be no problem." Moji smiled casually, "It's not necessarily true that Koreans are making such an outrageous move in the World Cup, let alone Italy?"

When Jilaudo thought about it, it was not wrong.

Italy is the territory they have operated for many years, so what else can happen?

Even if the domestic and foreign media reports, at worst, they will push the blame to the referee. Could it be that they can change the results of the game?

There is no such precedent in the world, even in the World Cup finals.

As for those referees who take the blame, it’s not easy?

If you want money, you have to give work. Anyway, it is easier to block their mouths than anything else.

They are all familiar with this complete set of aftermath work than anyone else.

"The group's senior management also attaches great importance to this game, and I have received news that Prodi is also going to be there in person."

Moji frowned when he heard this, "He will go too?"

"Well, you know, there have been rumors outside that he will punish corruption in China after he is elected, and some people even speculate that he will use professional football to attack, so recently, Berlusconi has been very low-key."

"I guess it's just a slogan." Moji seemed very disdainful, "He doesn't have much real power at all."

"But you can't be careless," reminded Gillaudo.

Moji didn't care, but nodded and said nodded.

"People from the group headquarters will also go. This will be the most popular focus of the Serie A this season, don't mess it up."

"Don't worry, DeSantis is present, there will be no problem." Moji seemed full of confidence.

"That's good."

After hanging up the phone, Moji sneered disdainfully.

He didn't care about what Giravud reminded him that Prodi would change when he came to power.

Only fools will believe this kind of fake and empty campaign remarks.

Didn’t Berlusconi make a promise to be beautiful before he came to power?
To be continued...