I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 1116 Fragrant, Really Fragrant

For the former vice president of the theater, a team that was destined to be almost completely replaced, he didn't care whether the values ​​of these people would be defeated, and how much performance would not be degraded by burning these people with money. Just crash.

But more importantly, this approach is buying horse bones with a lot of money. As long as this bonus effect is paid out on time, it will definitely cause news dissemination, which will play a very good role in the subsequent recruitment of new players.

Otherwise, if potential players from other leagues have never even heard of Chelsea, the possibility of coming is very low.

Anyway, it's not my own money, so it's a lot of fun!
You can also turn your head and express your deep-seated long-term considerations in a serious manner.

Mosea couldn't help admiring her eyes, but immediately frowned, are you so good at playing?

She still thinks the football club is just for fun.

Because her grandfather, who had been playing all her life, immediately decided to move next to the training center with great interest. Since the training center cannot be moved there, I will move here.

To be honest, at his level, he has never played anything, and has already surpassed the stage of ordinary sensory stimulation.

In ancient times, there were favored ministers who tried to organize court ladies and so on to perform soldiers and fight wars for the emperor to play. Now it is actually the same.

However, Jing Xiaoqiang keenly noticed that the youth training team in the training ground next to him not only had teenage children, but also the women's team, and even a bunch of young children were running around. He suddenly had an idea and stopped Mr. Hubble Whisper in the ear.

The former chairman's eyes flickered, and he was full of expectations for the future of the club, and nodded again and again.

In such a short period of time, the "security director" who had been surrounding the surrounding area shook his head and refused the request to move in, and Mr. Amir became furious.

Even Mosea had no right to speak about this kind of matter. She was a little anxious to see that the reporters had gathered around like sharks smelling blood, and quietly pulled Jing Xiaoqiang's sleeves.

This guy looked up, alas, who is still not emotional, especially from that kind of position where no one can stand against him, why bother to provoke such a small matter if he wants to save face.

While telling Mosea to call her mother to explain, she casually slapped the cane under Mr. Hubble's armpit, and then tapped the ground lightly in front of Mr. Amir.

After all, he is a top-notch singer and dancer, and he is also a master of various musical instruments. This sense of rhythm is at your fingertips, isn't it the same as dancing with the white robes in the desert on the outskirts of the city that day.

It seemed to be beating on the ground with desert rattan, and singing the song "Oil House" again...

The circular axis began to rotate bit by bit under the feet, and the small steps were standard Arabian square dance movements. If you put on a white robe, it would be absolutely authentic.

A master is one who can easily restore the essence of any national dance.

The grizzled old man who had just become irritable suddenly relaxed, and looked at the young dancer with a warm smile in front of him a little blankly. Even the "security director" who had been tense all the time relaxed his cheeks a lot.

All the Arabs in suits who were nervous when they saw the reporters approaching all looked at the famous "son-in-law".

As a professional dancer, he can dance even when he poops. He doesn't care what the people around him think. He just sings and dances to the fullest, with a teasing and hoarse voice. A grandpa who burns boilers, isn't life just so helpless?

Who doesn't live in a helpless world?

Even if you are a king, you still cannot get rid of all kinds of confinement in the world.

It's better to sneak in a glass of wine, sing and dance for fun, just like the so-called great achievements, and the loess just passed by in a hurry.

That's right, Jing Xiaoqiang, who sang Japanese and danced Arabic, conveyed such emotions.

The nostalgia from thousands of miles away seems to have extinguished the anger in Mr. Amir's heart. He slowly smiled and raised his hands to dance with Jing Xiaoqiang.

Jing Xiaoqiang signaled to the surrounding security guards, come on, come on, and jump up.

These people must have different attitudes towards him. Maybe they don't obey his orders, but they definitely don't dare to offend them. As long as it's not a matter of principle, they actually let go of their hands under their suits and started dancing to the rhythm of singing...

Mr. Amir didn't care about them anymore, he squinted his eyes and danced with Jing Xiaoqiang, his obese body couldn't stop the spontaneous relaxation.

What the reporters gathered around and took a picture of was this scene that surprised them.

Mosea was also surprised. She never thought that her husband would solve the problem in this way instead of the coercion they are used to. She quickly took the mobile phone handed over by the maid and made a call, and then let her mother who was thousands of miles away hear it That melodious and reverberating singing voice.

After listening to my daughter explaining the scene here, the security director was instructed to buy the mansion here and move immediately. This is a small matter, and it is the best way to settle it calmly. In the future, you can listen to it. Mr. Robert's idea.

So the palace manor worth more than 2000 million pounds was vacated.

If you have money, you can buy it in minutes, and moving more than 100 servants and seventy to eighty strong men is a piece of cake.

Jing Xiaoqiang accompanied Mr. Amir in the gymnasium of the training center, posing for a lot of photos for the reporters, and let Mosea join the Chelsea women's team to laugh and laugh, and contributed a lot of promotional photos.

The exhausted Mr. Amir patted the back of Jing Xiaoqiang's hand, and was surrounded by him back to his new home next door to rest.

Only then did Mosiya ask her husband, panting, whether we should move back home. It would be embarrassing to live in a hotel with a palace.

Jing Xiaoqiang only wanted this club, he only wanted to do business with the Middle East, and he didn't want to be a son-in-law at all.

I don't even want to get caught up in these complicated relationships.

He shook his head again and again: "We only come to London occasionally. I want to live near the stadium, and it is also convenient for me to work in the West End theater. I don't live that far."

Mosea's way of understanding is oh, buy a house in Chelsea.

So for the next three days, Jing Xiaoqiang went to and from the training center every day, accompanied Mr. Amir to hang out with the team (wan) (shua) in the morning, and returned to the hotel after having lunch with more and more business team members for meetings and interviews. While the various clubs were staffed, Mosea was looking around for houses.

Originally, Her Royal Highness would not need to be busy with such matters, but it seems that the restrictions have just been lifted, and Mosea is also experiencing this kind of unattended life in a novel way.

There are a lot of choices sent by real estate agents, and she also gives them to her husband to decide first, and the price is not necessary.

Jing Xiaoqiang flipped through it casually, and he was also lying in his heart. It's really a good deal to buy now!

If it weren't for his funds to go around the mainland, he would be able to make a steady profit if he took a sum of money to stockpile real estate in London, but it seems that since the incident in the Middle East, he has unconsciously been promoted, even in Alan. Fang's plans have faded a lot, and he doesn't like this kind of petty trouble anymore.

Hoarding again, is there any real estate like the Chelsea Club Stadium that is hoarding hard?

But Mosea bought a house at this time, and spent her own money anyway, whatever.

Based on his feeling of overlooking the surroundings in the study, aren't they all the kind of small buildings lined up on a street, just like the one next to the Central Park.

Facts have proved that he is still a little less knowledgeable.

Chelsea District is like the Second Ring Road. Although most of them are small alleys, there are actually some large courtyard houses hidden inside.

The rich middle-class area where the stadium is located does not have so many treasures, but Mosea easily found a palace-style detached house next to it. The lotus-shaped three-story building has six bedrooms, which is similar to the second ring area. A lawn the size of half a football field is worth a lot.

It is more expensive than the palace with a large manor, and it can be done with more than 3000 million pounds.

Jing Xiaoqiang is still in a meeting with Doherty who rushed over in the afternoon. He won't stay in London for long. The focus is on tomorrow's weekend league appearance, and then he has to leave immediately. Obviously, London will also become a point of the Universal Song and Dance League in the future. , then it is necessary to get a collaborator here.

It is obvious that Doherty's attitude towards the boss has changed. Even if they always consider themselves orthodox human beings, Jing Xiaoqiang has climbed into the royal family. In the European and American civilization they advocate, these Middle Eastern royal families can also sit on an equal footing with European royal families No matter how much they look down on the local tyrants in the Middle East, the distinct classes of the royal family, nobles, and commoners cannot be crossed.

No matter how big the rich, no matter how top stars are, they are rushing for the most entry-level title, just to step into this threshold.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xiaoqiang's curve leaped to the sky in one step!
Or rely on your own strength to jump from the third line to the second line, this position...

Anyway, Doherty almost kissed her hand first.

Jing Xiaoqiang laughed so hard.

When Mosiah came back at dinner time, Doherty groveled even more, emphasizing freedom and equality of white people, in fact, they know class best, and they really need to call what they want.

Mosiya didn't even bother to talk to her, and just perfunctory her husband's art director, she took Jing Xiaoqiang to see her new home, or called moving.

This kind of person only needs to bring himself there when moving, and other things are not moved by servants.

When Jing Xiaoqiang got into the car, he also told her whether her outfit was ready for tomorrow, and she would be there...

Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't help getting out of the car and looking back, this is next door to the hotel!

Can't you come over here?

There are two Rolls-Royce front and back five or six off-road vehicles!
Of course, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the previous hotel couldn’t see this side. It’s a bit like the Xu’s house in the Thorn Bar. There’s a slanted road next to the busy street. When you come in, you’ll see a green belt as tall as a person. It’s dense, thick and neatly pruned into a square pier wall. , there should be iron fence skeletons and grids inside.

But looking at the big green lawn just beside the road, there is actually a stable at the corner of the triangle!

This is in the second ring of London!
The building occupies another triangle, and the convoy can only see it after going around to the back. There are more than a dozen parking spaces under the dense green wall next to the river, and there is a barn-like wooden building in the corner under the shade of the tree. Now open the door inside It's just full of shiny luxury cars!

The workers who were busy cleaning the parking lot inside quickly stood in a row to greet the owner.

Jing Xiaoqiang still had to pretend not to care: "No way, where did all this come from when we just moved here?"

Mosea took it for granted: "Except for the two security cars, all the other cars have to be transferred, and it is impossible to let him drive by himself. This is something that has been repeatedly told. You only have to pack it up and you put it away first. If you don't like it, buy another one. You don't have a car anyway."

Jing Xiaoqiang finally shouted silently at this time, I can do it!Local tycoon!

(End of this chapter)