Football giants

Chapter 213 The murder caused by the account book

"BBC TV, I'm CTMD!"

In west Manchester, in the coach's office at the Carrington training base, Ferguson threw the remote control at the TV in a rage.

There was a bang, and countless spider web-like cracks appeared on the TV screen.

broken!

"Block, block me, from now on, all Manchester United players who dare to accept an exclusive interview with BBC TV will be blocked by me! I don't want BBC TV to get even a little bit of news about us!"

When the old Scottish man got angry, his face turned red scary, and he was about to suffer from high blood pressure.

This also made the younger brother sitting next to him worry for a while.

He wanted to let him take a rest, but he didn't want to block the typhoon at this time.

There is no other way, I can only let him get angry, I just hope his blood vessels don't burst.

Ferguson is also a temper tantrum, but he has a characteristic, his temper comes and goes quickly.

After half an hour, his temper faded.

"Brother, I'm not talking about you. You don't often say that winning or losing is already bearish?" Martin Ferguson shook his head.

At first glance, the two brothers look alike, except that the younger brother, Martin Ferguson, is younger and wears a pair of glasses all the year round.

Ferguson occasionally wears them, but Martin Ferguson goes blind if he doesn't.

"I can lose to anyone, but I can't lose to that damned Southampton!" Ferguson's anger, which had just rested, flared up again.

"You didn't see what those bastards on BBC TV said about me last night!"

"Damn it, they're all pointing at my nose and cursing, I've never been so bird-like in my whole life!"

As he spoke, he trembled with anger.

"Okay, okay, bro, I'm not talking about you, the BBC and us are not on the right track, and now we lost the game, they made trouble, it's normal, why do you have nothing to do to watch other people's programs?"

Martin Ferguson almost said, aren't you asking for it?
Ferguson had no objection to that.

This man said it was interesting, he also knew that the BBC TV station would definitely make trouble, but he didn't know why, but he just wanted to see what they said, and in the end he couldn't sleep all night, and he was so angry that he was smoking.

"Before I asked you to contact Chamberlain, how did you do?" Ferguson suppressed his temper and asked.

Martin Ferguson curled his lips, "I have met with his agent several times. They don't reject joining Manchester United, but they are unwilling to offend Southampton. Moreover, Arsenal, Liverpool, Manchester City, Chelsea and Tottenham Hotspur are all eyeing this kid."

"Chelsea and Tottenham Hotspur also joined?" Ferguson was a little strange.

It's okay for Tottenham Hotspur, why is Chelsea here to join in the fun?
"I heard it is." Martin Ferguson was not sure.

"Actually, we all know that Chamberlain's strength is good among his peers, and his skills are also quite good, but that's compared to England's local players. Now the media outside are hyping and talking about everything."

Speaking of this, Martin Ferguson snorted and sneered, "There is still news that Southampton will not listen to offers lower than 2000 million pounds, ****!"

In the end, he couldn't help himself from swearing.

The more he looked at the transfer market these days, the more he couldn't figure it out.

Over the years, Manchester United has always pursued cost-effective transfers.

But in the past two years, with the big money of Real Madrid and Manchester City entering the market, the transfer market bubble is too obvious.

It is difficult for Manchester United's transfer strategy to achieve success in the transfer market.

Think about it, even a kid like Chamberlain is worth over 2000 million pounds, is it reasonable?

"Anyone else besides Chamberlain?"

"Yes!" Martin Ferguson nodded, "I heard that both Barcelona and Real Madrid want to introduce Neymar, but I heard that Southampton intends to keep Neymar, and Yang Huan talked with Neymar before the final."

Ferguson looked troubled.

The most fearful thing about signing a transfer is to meet such an opponent who is not short of money.

It simply makes you unable to start.

"Brother, is Chamberlain really that good?" Martin Ferguson has always wondered about this.

Ferguson shook his head, "Who knows?"

Now Martin Ferguson was a little dumbfounded.

"Many people bring in local players. The most important thing is to follow the upcoming registration target. If there are not enough local players, they have to buy them together. Moreover, a young player like Chamberlain who has shown certain strength and talent at a young age is naturally more favored."

This is the reason why England's native players are worth more.

Looking at the competition for local players in the transfer market, every scene is a murder caused by the household registration book!

"Then what shall we do?" Martin Ferguson asked.

"Smash!" Ferguson's eyes projected an angry and hostile gaze.

"Hit Oxlade-Chamberlain as hard as I can, and I'm going to watch Southampton fall apart this summer!"

"What if it fails?" Martin Ferguson asked again.

There has to be a plan B for everything.

"Then choose Watford's young player, Ashley Young!" Ferguson had already prepared.

"Understood!"

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Don Blaustein has been laughing since last night.

He giggled cheerfully and happily.

Last night, he received an invitation from Southampton, sat in the stands of Wembley Stadium, and witnessed with his own eyes that Southampton, sponsored by Heineken, reversed Manchester United sponsored by Budweiser [-]-[-] and won the FA Cup.

This made him feel proud.

At the same time, Greg, the head of Budweiser's British branch, was so angry that he vomited blood.

Even the CEO of the head office in the Netherlands called to pay attention to the matter himself.

And praised the sponsorship contract he had previously finalized with Southampton for next season.

It excites him.

Being praised by the CEO means that while his status is stable, he is also expected to be promoted and raise his salary.

It's a pity that at last night's celebration banquet, he still couldn't find a chance to have a good talk with Yang Huan, or Southampton's marketing director Sun Yue.

Since Heineken Beer signed Uncle Psy and launched a brand new marketing model, in the past six months or so, beer brands all over the world have experienced a decline in performance, and only Heineken Beer has bucked the trend and risen.

Even if the performance improvement is small, it is already very, very difficult.

The peak season for beer sales is about to enter, and the head office will continue to increase advertising investment.

After tasting the sweetness, the cooperation with Yang Huan's Miracle Entertainment and Southampton will be even more important.

But when Don Blaustein walked into his office at Southampton's St. Mary's Stadium, he was dumbfounded.

There are people everywhere.

"Excuse me, how much is your sponsorship fee for Southampton's stadium advertising space next season?"

"Are you Southampton looking for a partner in e-ticket sales?"

"Excuse me, how much is the authorization fee for the Southampton team logo and star portrait?"

"I hope to be able to sponsor you Southampton!"

Don Blaustein stared at what he saw in a daze.

These people are all crazy, asking questions around the overwhelmed front desk behind the desk.

But the lady at the front desk was really overwhelmed.

"I don't know, I really don't know, don't ask me!"

"Our boss, Mr. Nicola Cortes and Mr. Sun Yue haven't come back yet. I don't know anything yet, OK?"

Outside the crowd, Don Blaustein shrugged helplessly when he heard this answer.

It seems that the young master Huan who likes to walk away is really not there.

Then we can only wait!

Alternatively, it would be nice to see Southampton's championship parade first.

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"Wow, crazy, all crazy!"

Two buses were driving fast on the highway from London to Southampton. In the luxury bus that was towed behind, a black teenager cheered and laughed.

"Everyone pay attention!"

The black teenager stood in the middle of the aisle of the bus, holding a stack of newspapers in his hand.

"Front page headline of the Sun, great saint!"

After finishing speaking, he showed the newspaper to other people in the bus.

The cover is the scene of Southampton winning the title at Wembley Stadium last night.

Coach Bielsa was thrown high by the players.

"It's us!"

He poked at his training jersey with the Southampton team logo printed on his chest with a smug look on his face.

"Also, look at this again, the headline on the front page of The Times, the Red Devils dream of breaking the Triple Crown, the rise of the Saints creates a miracle!"

The black boy showed everyone the cover of the newspaper again. It was the scene of the team receiving the championship trophy in the royal box. The sky filled with colored paper, even the silent text and pictures, made people feel a sense of excitement.

The bus was filled with a group of fifteen, sixteen and seventeen-year-old teenagers. At this moment, everyone was attracted by this black boy.

All of them poked their heads out of their seats and looked at the newspaper in his hand.

"Look at this again, the front page of the Guardian, the FA Cup, a new chapter in the legend of the Saints!"

The Negro boy read from newspaper to newspaper.

The Daily Mail, the Daily Telegraph, the Southern Echo, and even the Independent, which is seriously at odds with Southampton, all reported on the headlines of last night's FA Cup final.

"Paul, give me a copy."

"Don't look at it yourself, Paul, give me a share!"

"I'll take a look too."

Paul Pogba immediately distributed all the newspapers in his hand.

Anyway, he took it from the team leader Le Tissier in the morning.

There is no doubt that Southampton was able to reverse Manchester United [-]-[-] and won the second England national championship trophy in the club's history, which won praise from all the media and fans.

It also made this group of Southampton teenagers excited and excited.

"Exciting, very enjoyable!"

"Needless to say that the game last night was tragic, our momentum at the critical moment made me kneel!"

"Too powerful and domineering, completely different from before!"

"I think the Guardian is right, this is a new chapter in the saga, a beginning!"

"I have a hunch that we will be stronger next season!"

"That's for sure. Didn't Master Huan say that? Continue to strengthen signings this summer!"

"Yes, play in the English Championship next season, and the Premier League next season!"

"Thinking of the Premier League, I'm really a little excited!"

"Still signing? Then don't we have no chance?"

"Fart!" Paul Pogba stood up again.

"Who said that we will have no chance if we introduce strong players. The stronger the players brought in, the better it is for us. As long as we have the strength, are we afraid that we will not have a chance?"

Pogba's words immediately made many young people in the bus nod involuntarily.

But there are also people who are very puzzled and hold different opinions.

"Aren't you all so confident in the team that you don't worry about not being able to play in the British Championship next season?"

One of the dark-skinned boys sitting in the back row of the bus asked aloud.

This question immediately made everyone in the bus look back.

In normal times, if someone doubts Southampton, this group of Southampton young people will definitely make a counterattack.

But seeing these people, the teenagers in Southampton all laughed.

"Hey, this kid has a point."

"It makes sense, but it's all nonsense!"

"He doesn't know us at Southampton at all, that's why he said that."

"Don't blame him, he's not even a Southampton player."

There was a burst of joking in the bus, which made the young boy who looked immature lower his head shyly.

Perhaps because of his dark skin, he couldn't see that he was blushing.

But soon, he raised his head again, "Did I say something wrong? Don't you think that you are overconfident?"

Not to mention, this kid is quite stubborn.

Everyone in the bus was taken aback for a moment, but soon burst into laughter.

Only the few players in the back row were as suspicious as the dark-skinned immature boy.

Southampton is very strong in League One, even in the FA Cup, but the question is, who can guarantee that they are still so strong in the English Championship or even the Premier League?
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