Chapter 169： Via London

After more than 10 minutes of the game, although no goal was scored yet, Yang Chen found that the Liverpool players in the red home jerseys were like chicken blood, and they kept pressing Vera on his own half through high positions. This positive fighting attitude is commendable. Yang Cheng is not afraid of losing, but he does not want his team to lose in a lifeless state. This is the same as fighting. In Li Yunlong’s words, it is death. Also had to die on the charge.

Yang Cheng was sitting on the stand outside the box, and the big screen at Anfield Stadium would scan the camera to him from time to time. This made him have to maintain a graceful posture at all times and not show timidity in front of 50,000 people.

And every time the camera was given to him, the fans on the scene would applaud and cheer. Obviously, the fact that he injected 100 million pounds into Liverpool has been spread among Liverpool fans. For this young and generous Chinese rich, the fans cannot ask More.

"Ian, did you report that Steven is going to transfer last time?" Yang Cheng pointed to the red team leader who was taking the ball on the court and turned to ask.

"Yes, the boss, Steven thinks that he is old and it is difficult to continue to contribute to the team. He doesn't want to drag the team. He takes the initiative to ask for a transfer to the Middle East or the United States after this season." Ian said.

Yang Cheng nodded, "I think Steven's physical condition is maintained very well. It will not be a problem to play for another two or three seasons. I think the main reason is that the salary cannot be agreed?"

Ian hesitated, still gritted his teeth and said, "There is a reason for this."

"Well, my opinion is to sign with him once a year to ensure that his salary will not be lower than it is now. After all, he is a loyal minister who has made outstanding contributions to the Red Army. We can't let the players chill. Wait for you to find time after the game. Talk to Steven in person and convey my meaning to him." Yang Cheng has just entered Anfield. If news of Gerrard’s transfer is heard at this time, fans will find it difficult to understand for whatever reason. They are Sensual.

"Good boss."

As soon as Ian’s voice fell, the balance on the court was finally broken. Liverpool attacked for more than 10 minutes and finally achieved something. It was the cool bird who was ridiculed by Yang Cheng before the game, a signature wing. Cut to the far corner and set the first record for the team.

Yang Cheng excitedly jumped up and applauded, and the fans roared with excitement. The sound of nearly 50,000 people was enough to cause a small earthquake, and Anfield was shaking.

With a ball in hand, Yang Cheng felt that he had won the game tonight and was about to have a celebration kiss with Xu Xian. Ian suddenly patted Yang Cheng on the shoulder to signal him to turn back, "Boss, Villa Club Chairman Mr. Randy Lerner is here. "

"Sorryjason, I'm late, **** London is raining again, and the plane is late." Randy Lerner is a rich second-generation veteran. He has inherited more than 10 billion assets from his father and has an NFL league team. After a few years, the family has been ruined, but a luxurious costume is no more than Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng turned around and shook hands with Randy Lerner, and said apologetically, "It is Mr. Lerner who should say sorry, your team has fallen behind."

Xu Xian obediently gave up her position next to Yang Cheng, went up a step and sat behind Yang Cheng.

"I'm used to it." Randy Lerner waved his hand indifferently.

As the game continued, the two re-settled and exchanged a few words of courtesy. Randy Lerner's slow and rhythmic tone suddenly changed, and asked, "Jason, are you interested in the football team?"

"Mr. Lerner, what do you mean?"

"Cleveland Bruins."

Randy Lerner, is this not even the last property? Yang Cheng secretly said in her heart.

After pondering for a while, he said directly, "Sorry, Mr. Lerner, I have no intention of acquiring the football team at the moment. You are a senior, and you should know how much money you burn to run a football club than I do."

Randy Lerner heard this and said with some frustration, "That's a shame, but you are right. Raising a Premier League team can't afford it without any capital."

The words are not speculative. Obviously, Yang Orange and Randy Lerner have no common language. After that, except for a few words of English gossip, Yang Orange's attention is all on the court.

In the final 90 minutes of the game, Liverpool defeated Aston Villa by a big score of 5:1, and Yang Cheng also fulfilled his promise on the spot, with a base prize of 2 million pounds plus a goal difference of 2 million pounds. The specific distribution plan is determined by Ian is responsible, and the bonus will go to the player's account the next day.

And this reward was also regarded as a publicity point by Ian, who personally wrote and hung on the club's official website, which naturally aroused the cheers of fans and the jealousy of rivals.

That night, Yang Cheng led Xu Xian to stay at the DoubleTree by Hilton Hotel in the city center, and then she slept in the same night but didn’t do anything. She really didn’t do anything. I swear to God, mainly considering Xu Xian’s heart. There was still resistance. Although Yang Cheng knew that Xu Xian would not refuse if he insisted, he just didn't want to, he was waiting, waiting for Xu Xian to accept himself willingly, instead of being so persecuted than obedient.

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In the morning of the second day, I first met with all the staff at the famous Melwood training base in Liverpool. Yang Cheng also talked about his expectations for Liverpool’s future, and promised the future transformation of Anfield, preparations for the construction of a new base and The promise of salary increases for the staff has made the Liverpool club aware of the courage of the young and rich.

Then at noon, Yang Cheng specially hired a well-known local Chinese chef from Liverpool to come to the base to cook a Chinese meal on the spot. At the banquet, Yang Cheng also presented the latest phone 6 mobile phone that had not been officially released for all employees and players. As a meeting ceremony, Hao's inhuman performance allowed him to gain the love of all employees with unprecedented efficiency.

He learned this trick from Mansour. He heard that when Mansour had just acquired Manchester City, he also sprinkled money inside the team and used gold to buy people's hearts.

In the evening, on the Yuanshan ship flying to London, Yang Cheng looked at the opposite side with a puzzled face. Xu Xian was playing with the new phone that Yang Cheng gave her and asked, "Are you usually busy?"

Xu Xian did not bring any luggage when he came. Today, Yang Cheng bought her at the hotel. Jeans, princess-style shirt, beige thin windbreaker, silver high heels, standard urban beauty dress, no hair, attitude has improved. At least the corners of the mouth were raised when speaking, and the eyes were full of vitality.

Without lifting his head, he replied, "Busy, but I don't want to go back."

Yang Orange put down the pad that was checking the email and asked amusedly, "So are you self-willed?"

Xu Xian didn't smile, and replied calmly, "If you are not afraid of being entangled when I go back, then I will buy back the ticket to Seoul after I land."

"Entangled? Who entangled you? Oh, little boyfriend?" Yang Cheng was puzzled at first, then suddenly smiled and asked.

Xu Xian nodded silently, and Yang Cheng sneered, "I'm not afraid of him pestering you. If he dares, I have a reason to clean him up. I think you are worried about this?"

"You promised me." Xu Xian's face was slightly cold and reminded in a tough tone.

Yang Cheng stretched out his hands, "Yes, I did promise you not to take the initiative to clean up him, but if he comes to pester my woman, then I can't help but stop."

Xu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, sadness in his big eyes, and said firmly, "Don't worry, I won't let him see me."

"What does your little boyfriend do? It seems that he is not a rich child, a childhood sweetheart? I admire him, how much money do I have to make to have the courage to raise you, a big star." Yang Cheng meant to make a joke. , The result angered Xu Xian all at once.

"I don't need anyone to raise him. He treats me very well. I am already sorry for him. Can you stop talking about it?"

After Xu Xian roared, he turned his head and looked at the clouds outside the window and stopped paying attention to Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng asked herself to be bored, curled her lips, lowered her head and continued to read the work report sent by Susu.

Before returning to New York, he made a special transfer to London. He was invited by the Russian oligarch Abramovich to attend his party on the Eclipse. Yang Cheng considered that he would be in the Premier League in the future. Talk to Abramovich about how to play with women, not how to run a Premier League team.

Suddenly, the captain's voice came from the cabin broadcast. Following the captain's instructions, everyone switched to the window to act. Looking out from the porthole, the misty rainy night and the glittering London night scene suddenly appeared in front of you.

At that time in London, when the lights were on, the charming blue hue was glowing at dusk It was so beautiful, the Thames under the rain and fog was so hazy, you could also see the London Eye against the blue lights. The drizzle adds a touch of poetry to London. At this moment, no one is fascinated by the sentiment of London.

Facing this intoxicating scenery, the cerebral cortex secreted dopamine crazily, stimulating the rampant hormones. Yang Cheng grabbed Xu Xian, who was also caught in the beautiful scenery, and her big mouth was red under the gaze of her horrified big eyes. A mad kiss on the lips.

At first, Xu Xian was still instinctively resisting, closing his lips tightly and gritting his teeth, but as Yang Cheng was so skilled and skillful, and his big darling being held captive, his tight body instantly softened. After coming down, Yang Cheng was slowly brought into the rhythm.

Over the enchanting and magnificent London sky and between the dreamlike clouds, no matter how determined the woman is in this romantic scene, she cannot resist the charm of a man. Xu Xian's little head is empty, body and mind are hot, and there is a voice. In the bottom of my heart, I kept telling myself, "No, no, just let him go. Anyway, it's like this, what else can I do?"

After a long time, Yang Cheng stared at those big watery eyes like a clear spring, and screamed for breath. He stretched out his hand to touch the pink lips that were inflamed by his own kiss, and chuckled softly, "Xiaoxian, admit it. Under your calm and simple appearance is a fiery beating heart. You enjoy this kind of life, and you can't do without this colorful world. You are destined not to return to the life of ordinary people. You are nothing more than one to that childhood boyfriend. This is a subtle habit, not love. All you really want is I can give you!"

Xu Xian's head was still dumbfounded, still maintaining the awkward posture when Yang Cheng was suddenly pulled over, sitting on Yang Cheng's lap, shaking his head in fear, and constantly muttering, "No, it's not like that."... .