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Chapter 1 The reborn Yang Ming!
Chapter 1 The reborn Yang Ming!

May [-]th, [-] was a very ordinary day.

Britain, York City, King's Road, Black Rose Bar, at 22 o'clock in the evening, the sky was drizzling.

The old wooden door creaked, and a foreign Chinese man who looked about 30 years old was sitting in front of a slightly drunk wooden square table.The six Remy Martin wine bottles on the table were empty, but the thick wine glasses contained shallow wine, and it seemed that the man's mood was a bit empty and heavy.

Yang Ming's eyes are really dumbfounded now.Looking at the surrounding layout, it is very familiar and nostalgic.I still remember that in February [-], his friend Fang Wei came to Britain to visit Yang Ming, who was still a bar owner at the time, and persuaded him to regain his football dream.

"Man, you know, Britain has a very fertile football soil, if you are willing to explore it, you will always get a small reward. I don't think you will lose your football dream?"

Yang Ming's reply at that time was like this: "Nonsense!"

That's it. Yang Ming signed up for a part-time scout from York City, and gradually became the most reliable and best scout under Michael.The most outstanding masterpiece was bringing a man named Franklin to York.

Of course, he also witnessed the great counterattack of the ordinary team-the miracle of the black rose.

Then Yang Ming came to Iberia following Michael's departure and the call of growth, and later became the vice chairman and signing director of Xhaka Club.

Successfully brought Manuel to Xhaka, and brought the team construction funds for the next 3-5 years-Barcelona's transfer fee of 500 million euros.

According to his memory, it should be April [-], [-]!What about the bar?The bar is already sold!He should be lying in Iberia's house now, not the Black Rose bar!

What is the result now? !What can someone tell me!Have I crossed?Do you cross your own?Ah, something is wrong! !

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom," a hurried voice rang in his ears, "Who is it? Didn't you see the sign at the door? The door is not open today!"

"It's me, brother," said a familiar voice from the door.

Yang Ming stood up in a daze, opened the door and said, "Mr. Charlotte, what would you like to drink?".

The gray-haired old man said sadly, "Dude, you know that no matter what you drink, you can't save the team. Maybe God can. Dude, I'm such a failed old man. The club is going bankrupt, and I feel sorry for those who have worked on the team. Employee for life."

"Mr. Charlotte, there is a saying in China: Persevere, there will always be a new turning point."

"You don't understand, brother. Soon, this club will be entrusted by the deadly government, and those people will be forced to disband. This little compensation can't offset their contributions over the years. And you, my dearest friend, come today I’m here to thank you for your wine sponsorship for the club’s West Stand in the past three years, even though you just want to grab the executive seat. I wish you all the best in the future, my friend.” After speaking, the old man left feeling a little disappointed.

At this moment, Yang Ming seemed to wake up from his drunkenness, and said secretly: "Oh, it's today. No wonder..."

He sighed, and wanted to take out the wooden sign engraved with "Everything is free", hang it outside the wooden door, and take back the official sign at the same time.

He understands that York will never sleep tonight!

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Free signs attract crowds.In fact, Yang Ming didn't need money.The Black Rose Bar was originally a place where fans who did not buy tickets gathered to watch the game.Here, it has to be mentioned that the codec from Moldova is very easy to use.Black Rose Bar can satisfy 100-130 people sitting at the bar and watching the game at the same time.

There are already six tables in the bar, but everyone is particularly quiet or depressed today.

"Crackling" came a hoarse voice. "Yang Ming, we are playing music that we don't understand again. Let's have a cup of white coffee, my best friend."

"No problem, Cabot. Trouble driving a truck in today's weather?"

"It's terrible. Hey, I'm not talking about the damn weather, it's our club! Yang Ming, we should be content, right?

After all, last season we just got up from the third-tier league of the damn League One. This season we reached the promotion of the British Championship, but we are almost promoted, but... But why did we fall to the street? Cabot's voice was full of loss.

"Hey, Cabot. Don't put your 200-pound body on the bar. Don't you hear the bar's unbearable noise?"

A tall figure walked in and said.

"Oh, Lennon, you're really scared to death. How many fans have you organized in Dongnae? Do they have any ideas about donating to the club?" Cabot looked a little excited.

When this was mentioned, Lennon was a little discouraged and paled slightly.He pursed his lips tightly and murmured: "Not ideal, not ideal. We need at least 3000 million pounds. Cabot, it's 3000 million pounds! Not a bastard 3000!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Yang bright:
"Yang Ming, I also choose Cabot's one, and I will give you two pieces of ice. Thank you."

In other words, Yang Ming is just an ordinary Chinese, with a height of 178cm and an 8-pack abs - definitely not there, but it is still well-proportioned.

In terms of beauty, the eyebrows are actually not bad.

But he smiles like an honest boy-next-door.

"No problem, Lennon. Besides, you heard that there is no way out, and there is another village?"

"Uh... why is there no way to go to another village?"

Tsk tsk tsk, the understanding of foreigners is really problematic.

The number of guests gradually increased, and no one asked why it was free today.After all, there are still many people who take advantage of everything.

Maybe everyone knows why.After all, many guests know that the bar owner is also a York City fan.

Today, the pubs are quiet and even Arsenal have just broken Liverpool's three seasons of league supremacy to win the 2009/10 Premier League title by one point.No one has discussed such a hot topic.

Everyone asked for a glass of wine in a low voice, and drank it silently.Apart from Cabot and Lennon, the two were quietly discussing something.But judging by their expressions, maybe the conversation wasn't pleasant either.

At the same time, when Charlotte came home, the "squeak" sound was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor, like a black rose hanging its last breath...

Under the dim light, I vaguely saw my wife sitting on the sofa watching TV, and there was something steaming on the table. .
"You've finished your work. It's raining outside. Why do you go out? You're not in good health. It's raining and slippery. Although you're driving, it's still very dangerous." The wife muttered softly.

"There's hot cocoa on the table. Have some."

(End of this chapter)