Reassured by his words, Katerina watched him walk, and indeed, there seemed to be no problem.
She then patted Cao Baiming’s shoulder and said with a smile.
"Follow me."
At this moment, there were people around. Cao Baiming's teammates were all watching, not with direct gazes, but with peripheral vision.
As they walked into the locker room one by one, they heard Katerina's gentle voice towards Cao Baiming, and they were filled with jealousy!
"No way, where is he going?"
"Doesn't he need to go to the locker room with us to change?"
"Maybe he's going somewhere else to change, or perhaps..."
As they spoke, they were consumed by envy. Katerina, a high-ranking executive, was the goddess in every player's heart, possessing a perfect figure and a celestial face at just twenty years old.
Yet, she was snatched away by Cao Baiming, just like everything else.
A sigh echoed through the locker room. The good mood from the victory was completely overshadowed by an uncontainable curiosity. The absence of one person in the locker room was quickly noticed by the others.
After all, the missing person was none other than Cao Baiming.
Those who had witnessed the scene reasonably inferred that Cao Baiming and Katerina were off to enjoy a private moment.
However, such words were spoken in hushed tones.
Even the honest Messi felt a pang of jealousy. After all, Cao Baiming was his close friend, and when compared to Antonella...
He didn't dwell on the thought.
Cao Baiming followed Katerina through the dimly lit corridor, eventually reaching the stadium's main entrance.
"Where are we going? Don't I need to go to the locker room to change into clean clothes first?"
"It's alright, you'll have a chance later!"
As they walked, Katerina reached the entrance and signaled for a black sedan.
"This is the car. Get in, and I'll tell you what we're doing inside."
Katerina said with a smile, her expression so innocent it was unlike that of her superior.
With growing curiosity, Cao Baiming got into the car. He had seen the driver once before; it was Katerina's personal driver.
Since it was a personal driver... it probably wasn't for official business, was it? Could it be something more personal?
Cao Baiming's mind began to race, but it was inconvenient to use his temporal perception ability at the moment. The curiosity was killing him.
After some time, the car began to move, and Katerina finally spoke.
They sat together in the back seat, her thigh pressed tightly against Cao Baiming's.
"It's like this. You gave me a list before. The winter transfer window is approaching, and I've done some work. I wanted to discuss it further with you. Would you like to come to my office?"
Katerina's voice softened as she spoke, but...
Just to the office? After all that anticipation, it was only this? Cao Baiming felt a twinge of disappointment.
"It might not be convenient to do this kind of thing in the office!" Cao Baiming said calmly.
Katerina's heart skipped a beat, and a blush crept onto her face.
"This..."
What kind of matter would be inconvenient to do in an office? Cao Baiming's implication was surely not about discussing transfers...
Katerina thought to herself, her face already flushing, unable to hide it.
"I need to change clothes, right? This outfit is really uncomfortable, and you mentioned it earlier. It's definitely not convenient to change in the office."
"Perhaps I also need to take a shower."
Cao Baiming continued to speak with composure, as if he had a perfectly reasonable point.
Katerina lowered her head. When he had asked that question earlier, the scene she had imagined was not in the office, but in a hotel room...
"Driver, turn around and take me back to the hotel," Katerina instructed the driver.
...
The locker room was still celebrating the victory, while Cao Baiming had already begun celebrating other things.
This seventeen-game unbeaten streak was of great significance.
It surpassed the record set by Arsenal thirteen years ago, announcing to the world that the current team was not to be trifled with.
This was true even on the Champions League stage.
The powerhouse clubs that did not play in the Premier League might not have understood Arsenal's true strength or experienced the terrifying pressure firsthand, but they could clearly see this statistic.
Even the super-powerhouses, the "universal warships," would be wary.
The next day, Cao Baiming received news from Tang Country. The preliminary construction of the tourist area had been completed and had entered its first phase.
This meant that his ideas were officially beginning to take shape. Once implemented, it was guaranteed to meet his expectations and bring him immeasurable wealth.
Cao Baiming canceled all his advertising collaborations. It seemed that endorsements and brand partnerships were simply too slow to generate income for him now!
Instead of exerting effort for meager returns, he preferred to preserve his image and avoid unnecessary hassle.
With the current turbulence, a stable income could not support Cao Baiming's grand plan.
The commencement of the first phase had an even more significant meaning: one closed loop of the entire ecosystem he had personally designed had been formed, and it was ready to start generating real profits.
Even at this early stage, it was projected to bring in at least five billion yuan in net profit annually.
While not a colossal sum, it was incredibly impressive for a preliminary phase that was still far from complete.
At the very least, seeing money coming in made him feel more comfortable. Lying in bed, he knew that on another front, people were helping him earn money, or perhaps it wasn't people at all.
After reading this message, Cao Baiming continued to browse through other news, discarding any unimportant messages from people he deemed unimportant. He then saw a message from Wu Xue.
Wu Xue had returned to school. It was a holiday, and she had sent Cao Baiming a dinner invitation.
He had just spent the night with his superior yesterday, and today he was going to see his girlfriend. This was quite exciting!
Cao Baiming's lips curved upwards unconsciously, and he quickly accepted the invitation, sending back a one-word reply.
Perhaps this one-word reply would make Wu Xue happy for a long time.
It was noon. After lunch, Cao Baiming returned to the villa for a nap. There were no training sessions scheduled for the day, so he had the entire day to himself.
He could use it for rest or relaxation.