Skilled in managing a house

"Drink the medicine."

Pan Yun's home in the city-within-a-city community.

Zhang Yu entered Pan Yun's bedroom carrying a bowl of Chinese medicine. Although her bedroom is not as cozy as other girls', girls are girls after all.

In the room, there are many plush toys and all kinds of big bears. It can be seen that even though she is a hero among women, she actually also has a lonely heart.

They cleaned out all the corpses in the jars on Xiaoweng Mountain. In Zhang Yu's words, these corpses were very dangerous and were very likely to transform into corpses. It was best to dispose of them on the spot.

Pan Yun asked Inspector Bai for instructions, and then Zhang Yu took action and burned the corpses. Naturally, this case was left unsolved and could not be publicized to the outside world. As for Liu Xiangu, she was really unlucky. She died in the car and was strangled to death. Someone discovered it early in the morning and reported it.

For this case, the patrol also dropped the case because the murderer was gone.

"I'm just a little injured, look at you, it looks like I'm seriously injured."

Pan Yun, who was lying on the bed, sat up and rolled his eyes at Zhang Yu.

"Although the injury is not serious now, we still need to take good care of it. Drink the medicine." Zhang Yu handed the medicine to Pan Yun.

"You" Pan Yun immediately glanced at Zhang Yu, as if to say, what do you mean by bringing the bowl to me? Shouldn't you feed me?

But even if I beat her to death, she wouldn't be able to say these words.

She could only take the medicine bowl over. She should say it or not, but the heroes among women were different from ordinary girls. She drank the quite bitter Chinese medicine in one gulp.

"Here you go!" Pan Yun pouted and returned the medicine bowl to Zhang Yu.

At that moment, the cell phone in Zhang Yu's pocket suddenly rang, "ring ring ring"

Zhang Yu put the bowl aside, took out his cell phone and saw that it was the manager of Wudang Taoist Football Club calling.

Putting it to his ear to answer, Zhang Yu said: "Hello."

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, something happened." Manager Zhao Yadong said.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

What great things can happen to the club?

"It's like this. Zhenhai Zhengang and Nandu Heng'er have made offers to our players and want to buy our players. Because the salary they offered is several times what we give, the players have changed their minds. What do you think we should do? ?" Zhao Yadong said worriedly.

"Quotation." Since Zhang Yu became the owner of the club, he also knows a little about the operation of the team. Players can be bought and sold between clubs. Usually after the other party makes an offer, the own club can naturally keep the player and choose not to sell. But if the salary difference is too big, the players on the team will inevitably be dissatisfied.

After counting the days, it was now the summer transfer window. Zhang Yu asked: "Who are you buying? How much is the price?"

"Basically, it's 100 million. Zhenhai Zhengang wants to buy one of our black centers, as well as a left winger, a defensive midfielder, and a central defender. Nandu Hengji is going to buy a left back and a right winger. The price is quite high. The black center will give 2,000 Ten thousand euros, domestic players are worth hundreds of millions," Zhao Yadong said.

"Give so much?" Zhang Yu was surprised.

The black center's 20 million euros is equivalent to 150 million, and other players are also worth hundreds of millions. How much does this add up to. In his opinion, this is much faster than looking at Feng Shui and selling a house.

"They are all popular players now, and our team's performance is good now. Of course it is worth the price. Many teams are watching." Zhao Yadong was also quite excited.

"Then sell it, what are you waiting for?" Zhang Yu said.

"Who are they selling to?" Zhao Yadong asked quickly.

"It goes without saying that they are all sold." Zhang Yu said bluntly.

"They're all sold." Zhao Yadong was shocked and said hurriedly: "Boss, wouldn't it be inappropriate to sell them all? Our team is on the rise and has the possibility of surpassing the top. In addition, we have reached the semi-finals of the Football Association Cup. The next game is against Zhenhai Zhengang, if we sell all our main players to him, we will still have to play."

"If you have money, why don't you make money? Sell them all. If there are any left to sell to others, sell them all." Zhang Yu said nonchalantly.

"The key is how are we going to play next?" Zhao Yadong was confused.

"Don't we have a substitute team? If it doesn't work, buy a few more at a low price and sell them next year," Zhang Yu said.

"Is this possible?" Zhao Yadong couldn't believe his ears. This boss was just a money man. It was really unbelievable.

"I said it will work. By the way, I have one more thing to say, that is, that foreign player. I watched a few games and his shooting skills were too poor." Zhang Yu said.

"We can't afford high-level players in Europe. The older ones may not be able to run," Zhao Yadong said helplessly.

"You're older, is your shot accurate?" Zhang Yu asked.

"There are definitely people who can shoot accurately. The key is whether they can run. Ronaldinho is still at home and unemployed, but for such a player, he can't run at all. What's the use of just shooting accurately." Zhao Yadong said.

"We are a metaphysics, so we are not bad at this age. Ronaldinho, ask him if he will come. If he comes, I will let him rejuvenate, but the salary should not be too high." Zhang Yu said.

"Then let me get in touch." Zhao Yadong was confused now and couldn't figure out what the boss meant. Ronaldinho can't run away for a long time, what's the use of letting him come? It's probably not reliable to make soy sauce.

"Okay, sell whatever you can. Just get me a foreign player like Ronaldinho who is reliable in shooting. If you have any questions, call me." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay." Zhao Yadong could only nod. Who makes Zhang Yu the boss?

As soon as Zhang Yu hung up the phone, there was another knock on the door, "Dang Dang Dang"

Zhang Yu went over to open the door, and it was Wen Qiong who came. Wen Qiong's face was full of kindness, but she always felt uncomfortable seeing Zhang Yu wearing a Taoist robe.

"Xiao Yu, why are you dressed like this?"

"Auntie, I am the abbot of Wudang Taoist Temple, the vice president of the Taoist Association, and to a certain extent, I am also a Taoist priest." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You Taoist priest, you look so awkward." Wen Qiong said with a smile, took off her shoes and entered the house.

Zhang Yu accompanied her to Pan Yun's bedroom first. When he saw his daughter lying beside the bed, there was a medicine bowl next to it. Wen Qiong was inevitably puzzled and asked with concern: "Xiaoyun, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just have a cold. I didn't want to take medicine, but this guy had to give me Chinese medicine." Pan Yun said deliberately not wanting to worry his mother.

"This is Xiao Yu doing it for your own good. Look at him. He didn't even change his clothes, so he came to make medicine for you and enjoy himself secretly. No one has ever given medicine to your mother or me." Wen Qiong said with a smile.

"If you need anything, auntie can come to me." Zhang Yu immediately said, licking his face.

"Your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter now." Wen Qiong glanced at Zhang Yu with a smile, then looked at her daughter and said: "Xiaoyun, since you have a cold, just lie down for a while. Look at you. You're haggard, you didn't sleep last night, okay?"

That's for sure. I didn't go back all night and didn't get home until eight in the morning.

"Yeah." Pan Yun nodded. She was really sleepy.

Wen Qiong personally helped her daughter lie down, covered her with a thin quilt, gave her some more instructions, and then took Zhang Yu to the guest room to talk.