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Chapter 328 A Handsome Guy Who Doesn’t Want to Shoot Commercials Is Not a Good Football Star

Did not disappoint the fans, under the repeated request of Ferguson, Frederique Constant reluctantly opened the door for the old Jazz.

"It's really Sir Alex Ferguson! Why did even his old man come!?"

"My God, something very, very important happened today. Can anyone tell me what happened?"

"Is there a star trade that we don't know about? Or is it because the performance is too poor and the coach is going to be changed?"

Sir Alex Ferguson usually watches Manchester United games, but after all, he has retired for many years. Although he is the honorary director of the team, he has not appeared at the Carrington training base for a long time.

The fans feel that everything is very abnormal today. Something big must have happened to the Manchester United club. They guessed wildly, but there is no way to confirm it.

"Hi everyone, Manchester United is honored to have you fans."

Sir Alex Ferguson got out of the car, raised his hand and praised the fans in the first sentence, looking very graceful.

The fans were very happy. No matter what happened, they had a worthwhile trip today. After returning home, they had a lot to talk about. Some fans even secretly took out their mobile phones to take pictures secretly.

From the reactions of the fans around him, Wu Qian could see how much the old man was respected. He found that the old Jazz's eyes seemed to stay on him, and he felt that it was very necessary to say hello to the old Jazz.

"Sir Ferguson, hello, I'm Wu Qian, I've admired your name for a long time, how are you doing recently?" Wu Qian took the initiative to reach out and walked towards Sir Ferguson.

Wu Qian did not "have admired his name for a long time" to Ferguson, but "had just admired his name", but this did not prevent him from maintaining a heart of respect for Ferguson.

Little William followed Wu Qian like a tail. He didn't know if he wanted to see the legendary coach up close, or he was afraid that Wu Qian would renege on his promise not to take him to the training base.

Ferguson got out of the car mainly to meet the fans and the next boss of Manchester United. He took a few steps forward, reached out to hold Wu Qian's hand, and said, "I think you should be the one that Afu mentioned. Bar?"

Wu Qian nodded with a smile and admitted that there is no need to deny this kind of thing. If Avram doesn't mess with it, he will become the owner of the club.

"Haha, I didn't expect Manchester United to usher in a Chinese boss. Wu, you have to be generous and don't let Manchester United live in hardship..." Ferguson said with a smile.

His voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the gloomy sky. The fans whispering all around suddenly fell silent, and the whole scene was silent for a moment, as if it had become a silent movie.

The fans looked at Wu Qian with a look of seeing a ghost. A fan who took out his mobile phone to take a picture before even dropped his mobile phone on the ground.

The silence lasted for about three seconds, and more than a dozen fans were immediately blown away.

"God, did you hear what Sir Ferguson said just now?"

"Holy MaMa! He, this... today is the day when the Glazer family sells the Manchester United club!"

"Manchester United is going to change their boss! Hahahaha, today is such a good day, it's even happier than Christmas..."

Before Wu Qian responded to Ferguson's words, the fans around him became agitated. From the reaction of the fans, it can be seen how unloved the Glazer family is by the fans, almost no one shouted and beat them... …

Seeing the dancing fans, David and Cooks immediately stood beside Wu Qian. Frederique Constant was even more nervous and kept stopping the noise of the fans.

"French Constant, don't do this. This is something to be happy about. What's the point of letting the fans cheer?"

After talking to his driver, Ferguson looked at Wu Qian again and asked, "Why did you stop here? It must have broken down. Is the quality of Rolls-Royce so unreliable now? Wu, I would like to recommend May to you." Sedes Benz, very reliable guy."

The octogenarian Ferguson made a joke like a child. He pointed to his car, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class that is at least 20 years old and has been in several generations of styles. The paint surface is smooth and slippery. Very well maintained.

Wu Qian shook his head with a smile. The quality of Rolls-Royce is still very reliable. He found that William was right behind him, so he pulled him to the front and briefly talked about what happened before.

But in the middle of the speech, Wu Qian's voice stopped abruptly, and he didn't dare to continue talking, because the old jazz's face was very strange, his originally white cheeks suddenly turned red, and his emotions showed signs of losing control, as if he was about to open his mouth. It's berserk mode.

"F*&￥￥%! K!"

As Wu Qian expected, Ferguson took a mouthful of Scotch emphasis and started cursing, pointing his finger at the training base, his face was not good-looking.

Frederique Constant looked at Wu Qian with a constipated look on his face, you are a real murderer, if Sir Ferguson is pissed to death, you and I will both go to court!
He hastily took out a bottle of medicine from his inner pocket, then went to the car to find water...

"It's outrageous, it's outrageous! Today's players are too outrageous. They play football in a mess and don't train well. They have time to pick up commercial activities, but they don't have time to say hello to the fans? Shetfak!"

Ferguson is extremely disgusted with players accepting commercial activities, but he still cares about maintaining the relationship between the club and fans.

He once had a falling out with David Beckham over an advertisement.

Beckham is so handsome. After he became famous, his wife Victoria gave her handsome husband a package. Soft.

At that time, Ferguson said that if things go on like this in the long run, it will bring down the atmosphere of the team, but Beckham didn't listen and continued to go his own way. As a result, he ate the sole of the old Jazz in the locker room and almost lost his appearance.

In the end, of course, they fell out and left angrily.

Beckham, who reached the peak of his career, left the team and coach that made him. Since then, he has changed many clubs, but he can never return to his previous height.

A handsome guy who doesn't want to shoot commercials is not a good player...

Wu Qian didn't know about Ferguson's past, and he didn't expect the other party to be so excited. He whispered a few words in William's ear.

Little William handed the football and the magazine to Wu Qian, then walked quickly to Ferguson's side, held Ferguson's old fingers with his little hand, and said, "Sir, don't get angry, let's go to the training base together, shall we?"

Ferguson looked down and saw Little William's sincere expression, the redness on his face disappeared immediately, and he immediately raised a kind smile, the speed of changing face was comparable to that of a two-year-old Beibi...

(End of this chapter)