Football giants

Chapter 27 I'm Very Good, Super Good

"Special genius clause?"

Of course Wilkinson knew the name, who in the whole of England hadn't heard of it?

"Isn't there already a quota?"

Yang Huan nodded with a chuckle, "Yes, there is already a quota, but I want to introduce two non-EU players who can't get work permits, so I was wondering, can I get another quota?"

Wilkinson smiled wryly. It is true that the special genius clause is wholesale and mass production, as many as you want?

This thing is not created by the FA itself. If it was created by the FA, you can have as many as you want, but the special talent clause has to go through the British Ministry of Labor. If you want to get an extra place, you have to go through the relationship of the Ministry of Labor.

Yang Huan originally planned to introduce James Rodriguez. After all, there is only one special talent clause, but now there is an opportunity. If Wilkinson can get another spot, then he will introduce another non-European player.

"This is a bit difficult." Wilkinson said somewhat distressed.

Yang Huan also knew it was difficult, but he didn't believe it couldn't be done. He absolutely didn't believe that Manchester United, Arsenal, Chelsea and other giants were so serious that they didn't tamper with this kind of thing, as long as no one knew about it.

Wilkinson looked at Yang Huan again, and thought to himself, he had already agreed to withdraw the lawsuit, and decided to donate 200 million pounds to the FA. For these two major contributions, it would not be too much to give an extra quota, and the worst would be to find a relationship.

"However, since you have spoken, I promise that I will try my best to fight for it."

"Haha, then I would like to thank Mr. Wilkinson first."

After the two settled the matter, they returned to the Wangjiang Pavilion.

With Yang Huan's warm invitation and the fact that he came all the way from London to Southampton, Wilkinson hadn't eaten yet, so he sat down to eat together. During this period, Yang Huan drank a lot of alcohol until he was too drunk to give up.

After time travel and rebirth, Yang Huan found that he could drink surprisingly well. After getting Wilkinson drunk, he was still sober.

Let Sun Yue arrange someone to book a hotel for Wilkinson and Kesh Harris, while Yang Huan continued on the road to conquer Zhang Ning.

Although Yang Huan could get Zhang Ning's body at any time, it was too boring.

As Zhang Ning has always been worried about, Yang Huan not only wants to get her man, but also wants to conquer her heart.

Judging from the current situation, Zhang Ning felt that his defense line was getting weaker and weaker.

At the very least, the relationship between her and Yang Huan has become more and more intimate with the accumulation of time.

She is so intimate that even if she opens her eyes in the morning and sees no one on the opposite bed, and Yang Huan sneaks into her bed at some point in the night and hugs her to sleep, she will not be surprised at all, let alone scream out loud.

She turned around calmly and looked at Yang Huan who was hugging her from behind and sound asleep.

"Sex ghost!" Zhang Ning cursed lightly, and then sighed helplessly.

She still doesn't understand what is the relationship between herself and Yang Huan?
From her point of view, Yang Huan is a high-ranking, super-rich second generation who spends tens of millions of dollars without blinking his eyes, but what about her?A daughter of ordinary people, there is also a father who is sick from overwork, a mother who is frail and sick, and a younger brother who is about to go to college.

Although she likes to watch Korean dramas and occasionally Japanese dramas or idol dramas, she is not a nymphomaniac.

The story of Cinderella and Prince Charming can only appear in fairy tales forever.

So, from the very beginning, she had an idea that this was just a deal.

But who would have thought that things would turn into what they are now.

Even though she kept reminding herself not to have a good impression of Yang Huan, she still couldn't hold back in the end.

She had no choice but to look at Yang Huan, eroding her psychological defense step by step, and walking into her heart step by step.

And the closer she got, the more she couldn't resist Yang Huan.

"Do you think I look like Andy Lau?"

Yang Huan opened his eyes, stared at Zhang Ning, and asked teasingly.

Zhang Ning's face was flushed red at first, and it kept spreading. After hearing what he said, he couldn't help giggling. How narcissistic does this man have to be to feel like Andy Lau?

Zhang Ning was caught off guard, and wanted to resist at first, but before she could resist, Yang Huan had already succeeded.

"This is your punishment for seducing me early in the morning!" After finishing speaking, he had already jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

After closing the door, Yang Huan exhaled into the bathroom mirror and looked at his hands.

Then he quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth. He was still looking forward to learning peerless martial arts from Long Wu.

Outside, Zhang Ning was sitting on the bed, clutching the quilt, his pink face was as red as an overripe apple, charming and charming, his eyes were a little blurred looking at the bathroom door, but the feeling of electric shock just now remained in his mind.

Thinking about it, she actually felt a sense of emptiness.

"I... am I in love with him?"

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In the morning, the sun rises.

Yang Huan was sitting by the open-air swimming pool of the Grand Harbor Hotel, holding a parasol, looking at Long Wu, who took off his shirt in front of him, revealing a bronze skin. His body was covered with various scars, including knife wounds and gunshot wounds.

"Two, four, six, eight, eight-pack abs!" Yang Huan looked at his muscular waist and abdomen, marveling.

"Ten yuan is good?" Long Wu squeezed out two small abdominal muscles, which obviously counted.

Yang Huan laughed, "Come on, hurry up, show me some unique skills."

That posture feels like he regards Long Wu as a quack practicing tricks.

Long Wu stood by the swimming pool, stretched his hands forward horizontally, shoulder-width apart, with the palms of both hands flat and facing down.

"Master Huan, pay attention."

Seeing him take a deep breath, his whole body seemed to gather all his strength, the air around him seemed to be bounced away, and even two whirlpools faintly appeared in the mirror-like swimming pool.

"Ah!" With Long Wu's yell, two balls of water burst out in the swimming pool, and the splash was more than one meter high.

Yang Huan stood up from the chair dumbfounded, and walked forward. He was [-]% sure that Long Wu didn't have anything in his hands. Could this be the legendary internal strength?

"Amazing!" Yang Huan gave Long Wu a thumbs up.

Long Wu smiled, his face was just a little flushed, but he quickly returned to normal, "It's nothing, as long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you, and I guarantee you will learn it soon."

"Really?" Yang Huan became excited when he heard it. After learning this, he walked on the street and saw those beauties in skirts. When he saw one, he would play one, and when he saw two, he would play a pair. Maybe a hero would come to save the beauties from time to time.

"Well, the most important thing in learning martial arts is to practice hard. As the saying goes, practice in winter and practice in summer. Although our army's internal strength and physical training skills have no names, they are a collection of the strengths of various schools. Master Huan, you have good muscles and bones, and you should learn it soon."

"How long will it take?" Yang Huan was also a little expectant.

"ten years!"

"Ten years?" Yang Huan lost his voice.

"Yeah, ten years is already very fast."

Yang Huan smiled wryly, "You mean, can you be as good as you in ten years?"

"Uh, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. I've studied it for nearly 20 years. Even if you, Master Huan, have extraordinary qualifications and bones, it will take at least 15 years." Long Wu answered seriously without being foolish.

"Is there no way to go faster?"

"No, the way to learn martial arts is about hard work and gradual progress, there are no shortcuts."

Yang Huan's heart of learning martial arts suddenly shattered into a QR code, fortunately he was still thinking about how to become a qualified flower picker just now.

Now it seems that there is no hope!
"Actually, Master Huan, if you just want to strengthen your body, you can try running, swimming, playing ball and other sports. I will teach you some simple breathing methods, and the effect is still very obvious."

Seeing his disappointed face, Long Wu was afraid that his mobile game would not be available, so he immediately comforted him.

After hearing this, Yang Huan asked feebly, "Can you develop eight-pack abs?"

"Yes!" Long Wu promised.

"Does it have the effect of strengthening the body and increasing certain abilities?"

"Master Huan, aren't you good at that?"

"Fuck you, how could I not be able to? I'm very good, super good!" Yang Huan almost slapped him.

"It's just a man, who doesn't want to be stronger and better, preferably invincible."

"Oh." Long Wu understood, "Don't worry, young master, all these effects are available."

When Yang Huan heard it, he was reluctant to do so, even if he had no fish or shrimp, "Then let's learn."

So Long Wu began to teach some methods of breathing and exhalation, which can be mainly used in various sports such as walking, walking, running, swimming, etc. These are some very simple basic methods, and Yang Huan memorized them all at once.

After Yang Huan memorized the mantra of breathing and exhaling, the hotel waiter brought breakfast, and at the same time conveyed Zhang Ning's message, saying that he was rushing back to Wangjiang Pavilion and left first.

"Isn't it just a touch? We are old couples, so it is necessary to make it so embarrassing?"

Yang Huan couldn't learn peerless martial arts, so he decided to turn his grief and anger into food, and ate the bread viciously.

While he was eating breakfast, the phone on the table rang.

"Hello, who is it?" Yang Huan saw that it was an unfamiliar caller ID, and his tone was a little stiff, fearing that it was a scam syndicate.

"Master Yang Huan, it's me, Mino Raiola!"

The person on the phone seemed polite.

"Oh, Mino, it's you." Yang Huan became excited when he heard it, "Did Zlatan Ibrahimovic agree to join us at Southampton?"

The joining of this superstar is an important part of Yang Huan's plan, and he also attaches great importance to it.

Of course, if not, it would be a bit of a pity.

"Uh, Master Yang Huan, I talked to Zlatan about this matter, and he expressed his willingness to think about it seriously. Please give us a little more time, and I will try my best to convince him." Raiola vowed.

Among other things, for the 1000 million commission, he went all out!
"Then what do you have to do with me?"

Raiola smiled wryly, this young master is really a little forgetful, "Didn't you ask me to find some players for you?"

"Is there any news? So soon?" Yang Huan was a little surprised. He said it yesterday, but it's done today?
What is this efficiency?
"Must, must." Raiola laughed with him.

Efficiency is the guarantee of making money!

Yang Huan didn't talk too much. In his eyes, the players of a football team are the key, and the money is secondary.

"Tell me, who did you get?"

　Thank you book friend [Lu Yanzhi] for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)