Football giants

Chapter 190 Charlene is Missing

After a good night's sleep, when I woke up in the morning, it was sunny.

Blue sky without a cloud.

The golden sun shone unscrupulously, as if coating everything in front of him with a layer of golden light.

Yesterday was light rain, today is sunny, the weather in England is really not ordinary.

But after living for a long time, I feel used to it.

"You're awake."

When Yang Huan came downstairs, Zhang Ning had been busy in the kitchen for a long time.

Wearing an apron and pajamas, she looks like a good wife and mother.

But for some reason, an idea popped up in Yang Huan's mind.

In Japanese culture, the kitchen is also a very interesting main battlefield.

He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought.

Zhang Ning's pink face turned red all of a sudden, and he spat out, "Sexy, you're full of crooked thoughts early in the morning!"

She still doesn't understand the little thoughts of this man?
Yang Huan became depressed, "I said, isn't this normal? Which man do you think doesn't move his head when he sees a beautiful woman?"

After the end, he added, "Unless there is something wrong with this man."

But thinking about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong with him.

There are many beauties around him, but when he can bid farewell to this male career, he is really not sure.

Although there is only one word difference between a virgin and a man, the difference is huge.

The most basic point is that men always look down on virgins with a very disdainful look.

And virgins can only look up at men sadly forever.

Zhang Ning's reproach was largely just a show. She had been with Yang Huan for so long, how could she not understand Yang Huan's character?That is to say, showy lips, whoring eyes, asking for cheap.

He is really as he said, romantic but not obscene.

"It's breakfast." Zhang Ning brought out the breakfast he had carefully prepared.

Yang Huan gulped down the milk in one gulp, and ate two pieces of toast, that's all for breakfast.

"When are you going to London today?" Yang Huan asked casually.

"I went in the morning, and I asked Huang Ying to go shopping at noon."

Huang Ying has now started working at Foster + Partners in London as an assistant to Norman Foster.

"Oh, by the way, Yun'er is going too."

Yang Huan let out an oh, he was a little strange, didn't he mean three women in one drama?
Also, don't they all say that women are selfish and want to possess the man they like?
Why is it that Zhang Ning and Huang Ying's friendship is so good that it's off the charts? Why does Lin Yuner have a good relationship with them?
"What about you?" Zhang Ning asked.

"I'm going to Stapletwood later, and I have to ask Sun Yue to receive Liu Mingwei and the others later."

This Fatty Liu really did what he said.

When he was at Haitian Feast, he said that he would organize some fans to watch the football live in the UK.

As a result, as soon as Southampton reached the FA Cup final, he immediately called Yang Huan and entrusted Yang Huan to help him get some tickets.

Just kidding, Yang Huan is the owner of Southampton, so he is afraid that he will not have a ticket?

So Fatty Liu organized a fan club of more than 200 rich people and headed to London together.

This is a football tour!

"By the way, you go out later and bring Long Sansan with you."

Long Sansan was one of the bodyguards that Yang Huan entrusted Long Wu to invite.

Although he has retired from the dragon group, he still chooses to continue to use the code name of the dragon group.

"Why?" Zhang Ning was a little surprised.

Yang Huan laughed, "You three beauties are shopping, and Long Sansan is here, just to help you drive away those wild bees and butterflies."

As he said that, Yang Huan turned around and shouted, "Five!"

Long Wuyi appeared in a blink of an eye, "Master."

"Call Long Sansan here."

Long Wu pressed a few times behind his ears, and soon the door opened, and Long Sansan, who was in his thirties, walked in.

"Master, did you call me?"

"Yeah." Yang Huan nodded, "Wait a minute, you can drive with the young lady to go shopping in London."

When Zhang Ning heard Yang Huan calling her Young Mistress, she felt ashamed and happy at the same time, her pink face was so red that it seemed to seep water.

Those bright, watery eyes stared at Yang Huan, as if they were going to set him on fire.

"Let me tell you, when you arrive in London, you have to follow closely. If the three young mistresses make any mistakes, I will settle the score with you!"

Three young wives?
Zhang Ning immediately threw him with a hygienic eye, it would be better to kill him.

This guy is too greedy, right?
One or two is not enough, three?

However, that is to take advantage of verbal advantage.

Therefore, Zhang Ning could only use his eyes to protest.

But such eye protests are harmless.

With Yang Huan's thick skin, how could he care?

"Don't worry, master, I know what to do."

"Well, you can figure it out for yourself. If you meet some ignorant people and want to take advantage of the opportunity to get close to flirting with beautiful women, you can just throw them all out for me. If you still entangle, you can give me a hard time for Hai Bian. It doesn't matter if you break your arms or legs. If something happens, I will blame it!"

Zhang Ning immediately giggled, "Do you think everyone else is like you?"

"If only everyone else was like me, so polite, so gentlemanly, and so restrained towards you, a charming beauty like you, then I don't have to worry about it."

Zhang Ning giggled non-stop with a puff.

This guy is too thick-skinned, boasting of himself so well, how can he be shameless?

Still polite and gentlemanly, who is going to take advantage of it if they have nothing to do?
"I see, young master!" Long Sansan nodded in agreement in a serious manner.

As soon as he promised, Yang Huan knew that unless he died, he would never allow anyone to offend Zhang Ning and the three daughters.

"Okay, you go get ready too."

"Okay, master!" Long Sansan nodded and went out.

Zhang Ning knew in his heart that Yang Huan was exaggerating, but in fact it was because he cared about them.

"Okay, don't use your eyes to prostitute me unscrupulously. If you do this again, I will charge you!"

Zhang Ning burst out laughing straight away, his warm heart turned into anger in a blink of an eye.

This guy is always like this, can't we let this warmth last longer?
She knew that Yang Huan was not a man who liked to watch vulgar idol dramas, on the contrary, he was a bit chauvinistic.

What he admires is the kind of man who kills decisively and attracts women who are so intoxicated that they throw themselves into their arms.

That kind of affectionate, tender sweetness is not his style.

If you follow him, you have to follow him.

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The atmosphere in the Southern Echo headquarters office is a bit strange.

Since last night, the number one reporter of the newspaper, Zhang Ning, has been out of contact.

The phone was not connected, and the person disappeared.

At first everyone thought it was because the phone was out of battery and they should be back soon.

After all, it was agreed before, and today's headline is still written by her.

But who knew, waiting and waiting, at night, as the finalization time approached, she still disappeared.

This made Lewis, the editor-in-chief of the Southern Echo, a little restless.

Immediately arranged for someone to go to her rented house to take a look, but found that she had never gone back.

Where the hell has Charlene Lahiri gone?
Will there be any accident?
These two issues contributed to this eerie atmosphere in the office.

Some people are secretly happy, some are worried, some are gloating, and some have nothing to do with themselves.

The morning Southern Echo published an interview they had at the Stapletwood Training Base in Southampton yesterday afternoon. Although Charlene Lahiri was still signed, this article had nothing to do with her at all.

Even so, the morning Southern Echo was still sold out.

In Southampton, any news related to the Saints can boost sales.

Not to mention the tense moment of the imminent war.

But what troubled Lewis was that at the critical moment, his number one general disappeared.

Knock Knock~

"Come in!"

Following Lewis' voice, the male photographer who accompanied Charlene Lahiri to Stapletwood yesterday afternoon opened the door and walked in.

"Editor-in-Chief, I went to Charlene's house to check again. I pressed the doorbell for a long time but no one answered. I specifically asked the security guards in the community outside the door. They all said that they didn't see Charlene driving home last night."

Lewis listened with worry on his face.

After graduating from university, Charlene Lahiri came to Southampton and joined the Southern Echo to work. She quickly showed her working ability and keen sense of news. She has never done things like this.

Unless, something happened to her.

"Chief editor, will something happen?"

Lewis is also worried about this, but the question is, what can happen?

It's not a big deal for a football reporter. She just went to interview players yesterday afternoon. What could go wrong?
And even if you want to call the police, it has not been 24 hours. How can the police help with filing a case?
"Wait!" Lewis suddenly remembered a question.

"Who did you say she was going to interview yesterday afternoon?"

"Ravel Morrison," replied the male photographer.

"We have interviewed everyone, but we just missed him. Charlene thinks he is a youth training player of Manchester United and has joined the Red Devils since he was seven years old, so I want to interview him and give readers some interesting content."

Lewis agreed with Charlene's judgment.

In fact, some readers asked in the morning why there was no interview with Lavelle Morrison?

Could it be that the former Manchester United youth player is unwilling to support Southampton?
"What about Ravel Morrison?"

"It should be at Stapletwood. I heard they will gather in the morning and go north to London at noon."

Lewis thought for a while, then stood up directly, "No, I think there is something wrong, Charlene has never done things like this, there must be some trouble, you go to Stapletwood immediately, ask Ravel Morrison, and find out about Charlene's situation."

"Okay, then I'll go right away!"

"Wait!" The male photographer just turned around when Lewis stopped him.

"I will go with you!"

Charlene Lahiri is the number one general of his newspaper. She supports Southampton's position, but she is fair and critical, which makes her loved by most Southampton fans.

Moreover, she is now a well-known guest and program host on BBC TV, which is considered a treasure of the Southern Echo.

Such talents naturally need to be paid more attention to.

The two left the headquarters of the Southern Echo and got into Lewis' car.

In less than 10 minutes, we came to Stapletwood.

The guard Peter stopped them.

"Hi, Peter!" Lewis rolled down the window and smiled at the security guard.

This is the famous Saint Peter among Southampton fans.

"Lewis? Why are you here?" Peter was a little surprised.

But soon it dawned on me.

"Oh, by the way, he must be here to pick up the car." After speaking, he laughed himself.

"Pick up the car? What kind of car?" Lewis was a little surprised.

"Miss Charlene Lahiri forgot the car with us yesterday!" Peter's reaction to him was a little strange.

He knew everything about Stapletwood.

Charlene Lahiri's car was parked there last night without moving.

"Aren't you here to pick up the car?"

Peter's words surprised the two people in the car, and they both felt ominous.

"Peter, let me ask you, is Lavelle Morrison here?" Lewis quickly got out of the car with an extremely nervous expression.

Peter shook his head, "I didn't see it."

He would note to all who came and went in and out of Stapletwood that Lavelle Morrison had not been seen that morning.

"It's weird, it's a fucking weird thing!" Lewis angrily slammed it on the roof of his car in a circle.

"what's wrong?"

Lewis took a deep breath, trying to calm down his mood and calm down his mind.

"I suspect that Charlene is missing!"

　On the first day of the new year, I wish you all the best in the new year!

　　Continue to break out today, ask for a monthly ticket!

　　Thanks to [upper body] and [book friend 59598136] for their rewards!

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(End of this chapter)