From the Country Team To the Rich

In the evening of the next day, outside a big hotel in Manchester, there was a lot of traffic,

Today is a special day for Manchester, because this day is Sir Alex's birthday, which is a very meaningful day for every Red Devils fan.

In the league some time ago, Trafford fans specially prepared a TIFO birthday celebration for the old Jazz.

In a portrait of a character, the old knight wears a crown, which fully demonstrates his status in Trafford.

And today, the old jazz invited his friends from all over the world to gather together for an internal birthday party.

The reporters surrounded the hotel. Since there was no invitation, they had no way to enter and could only wait outside.

The friends and disciples of the old jazz are all famous football players.

The Manchester City star Pliny and his wife who appeared first, they walked into the hotel on the red carpet in gorgeous dresses, waving to the camera all the way, with confident smiles on their faces.

Hey! Preni, look here!

Plenny turned his head and looked over. He saw a reporter with an oriental face. His eyes fell and he saw the national flag. He was sure that it was a Chinese reporter.

For China, Plenny has a good impression. He has traveled to China with the team before and received enthusiastic cheers from Chinese fans. Therefore, he will not hesitate to give the opponent a close-up opportunity.

How is my pose? Plenny asked with a smile.

The Chinese reporter gave a thumbs up and said, It's so cool!

Hahaha, thank you, my Chinese reporter friend! Plenny waved his hand kindly, and immediately walked into the hotel.

The Chinese reporter lowered his head and fiddled with the camera, looking at the photos inside with a satisfied smile.

His name is Chen Chu, and he is the reporter of China Foxhunting Sports in the Premier League.

He has been working and living here for five years, and his task is to collect first-hand news about the Premier League.

As for the old jazz's birthday party, he naturally couldn't miss it either.

Hey Chen, this picture...

A British reporter approached,

asked with a smile.

Regarding this, Chen Chu laughed and said, Mike, I can't give this to you, it's exclusive!

No, man, that's your China exclusive, and it can be your UK exclusive too.

Mike is a reporter from the British Manchester Daily. He has a very good relationship with Chen Chu. Apart from work, they are also good friends in life.

Chen Chu blinked, raised his index finger, and said with a sly smile, Two hot pot meals!

Chinese restaurants are too expensive, two meals are not enough, one meal! Just one meal!

make a deal!

Chen Chu patted Mike on the shoulder with a smile, and said, Man, who did you catch?

Some UEFA officials, Trafford executives and some managers, without any fresh material, do you think David will come?

Chen Chu blinked and said, That heartthrob of yours in England? It shouldn't be possible. He and the old jazz have fallen out.

Ah~~~ Mike sighed a long time, and said; David's departure will always be Trafford's regret.

While the two were chatting, several luxury cars were parked in front of the hotel.

Some celebrities, celebrities and British rich people came to celebrate the old Sir's birthday.

Sir Alex's connections can be seen here.

It takes all the political and business circles, and it has a pivotal position in football.

The hands of the reporters were numb when they pressed the shutter.

Suddenly, the brakes sounded.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a taxi parked in front of the red carpet.

The reporters subconsciously wanted to raise their cameras, but all of them froze immediately.

The taxi door opened, and a man with an oriental face in a loose suit came out.

He turned his head and looked around, then walked steadily towards the door.

The reporters looked at the man in front of them, who is this?

Taking a taxi to the banquet?

Is it wrong?

The foreign reporters were indifferent, and even looked like they were joking.

They didn't think that among the celebrities invited by the old jazz, some would come by taxi.

It is estimated that some fool who went the wrong way.

Chen Chu stared blankly at the oriental man on the red carpet.

I don't know why, but his feeling tells him that this is a Chinese.

Even if he is not a Chinese, he still feels the need to remind him.

Thinking of this, Chen Chu couldn't help shouting; Hey! Brother!

Zhang Xian was heading towards the entrance of the hotel, when he suddenly heard these very kind words, he couldn't help but stop, and turned his head to look over.

He saw a compatriot in a reporter's attire waving at him.

Zhang Xian hesitated and walked over.

Is there a problem?

Chen Chu pointed to the door on the side, and said, Enter from there, today's entrance is reserved for guests attending the banquet.

Zhang Xian turned his head to look at the side door, and immediately asked, The main door is not allowed to enter?

Chen Chu said unhappily; I told the guests, brother, come out quickly, many people are staring at you.

Zhang Xian turned his head and took a look, and found that the reporters were looking at him with their arms folded.

Zhang Xian scratched his cheek. Just as he was about to speak, someone patted his shoulder suddenly.

Zhang, are you here too?

Zhang Xian turned his head and saw Mendesen standing behind him.

Zhang Xian was equally surprised and said, Are you coming to the banquet too? Aren't you afraid of the old knight's crutches?

Mendelson said angrily; ...Why are you as annoying as that old man, I just sold Ronaldo to Barcelona.

If you have the ability, you go to DreamWorks and say so.

Hearing this, Mendelson shuddered and said, Forget it, I'm afraid the Trafford fans will tear me apart!

After finishing speaking, he turned towards the door and murmured, Don't go in.

Walk!

Before leaving, Zhang Xian smiled at Chen Chu; Thank you for the reminder, but I think I am also a guest.

Chen Chu stared blankly at Zhang Xian, her mouth slightly opened.

He's a bit confused...

How could a Chinese person be invited to the old Sir's birthday party.

It's not that the Chinese are not worthy.

But in the general environment of Chinese football, although Chinese companies have made a lot of investment in Europe, they are still excluded from the periphery of European football.

They have no access to the inner circle, let alone a famous football player like Alex.

Chen Chu didn't know Zhang Xian.

But he knew Mendelson!

A person who can chat and laugh with Mendelson, even making jokes, is not ordinary.

And was invited to the old jazz's birthday party.

At this moment, Chen Chu felt a strong curiosity about Zhang Xian.

Chen Chu asked his friend on the side: Mike, do you know who that is?

Menderson?

No, the one next to it!

Your compatriots?

right!

do not know!

Chen Chu pursed his lips slightly. He picked up the camera and took a picture of the back of Zhang Xian and Mendessen walking into the banquet venue.

Entering the banquet hall, under the magnificent decoration, the celebrities exchanged cups.

Mendelsen quickly abandoned Zhang Xian and entered the social circle, cementing their 'friendship'.

And Zhang Xian himself is a little transparent.

There may be many purposes for other people to attend the banquet, but Zhang Xian really came to celebrate his birthday.

In a banquet of this level, he couldn't speak at all.

Finding a corner seat, sat down obediently, Zhang Xian lit a cigarette, and watched the performances of the 'celebrities' in front of him through the hazy smoke.

Just as Zhang Xian was puffing out the clouds, the waiter suddenly came to him.

gentlemen!

Zhang Xian turned his head and glanced, then looked down at the cigarette in his hand, and said, Smoking is not allowed?

The waiter smiled and shook his head and said, No, Sir Alex asked me to call you over.

Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, he stubbed out the cigarette, got up and walked over with the waiter.