England 1986

Chapter 127

Squinting, Allen patted Angus' shoulders with both hands, two big hands on Angus' shoulders, and clasped his thumbs hard.

Angus' face turned red in an instant, but he was also very stubborn and remained silent.

Seeing his performance, Alan's thumb secretly exerted force, and the thumb clasped Angus' numb tendons and rubbed back and forth on the collarbone.

This pain is much more exciting than the simple pressing just now.

"hiss"

"Fack, you little bastard, hiss"

"Ok?"

Allen wasn't annoyed, he just lowered his head and stared at Angus with a painful face.

Although Angus owed him a little bit, Allen was still going to give him a long memory.

Everyone comes out to hang out, so we have to distinguish between the primary and the secondary, so that he won't be disobedient in the future.

"I'm done, I'm done, I'll help you, what do you want me to do, tell me!"

"What's the rush, let's settle the matter here first, and I'll tell you about the rest after I think about it!"

Allen let go, looked at Angus who was panting heavily, straightened his collar with satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on his shoulders.

"Isn't it enough to be like this earlier, honestly be your Duke, we still have a bright future."

At the gate of the Old Tradford office area, Edwards Jr. led Ferguson to see Allen off. The earl is very agile and swift, so he came to visit, put down the negotiating team, and was ready to leave. He didn't even leave food Dinner.

"By the way, Ferguson, do you have any rivals? It's the kind of coach who has a very bad relationship with you, but the coaching level is not bad?"

Allen was not in a hurry to get into the car, turned his head before getting into the car, and suddenly asked Ferguson.

"???"

Ferguson was a little confused, why did he suddenly ask this.

"Your Excellency, what do you mean?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, just say it directly. I just prepared in advance. If you fail to lead the team this season, I will invite your enemy over and let him replace you."

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Talking about this arrangement directly in front of people is really too stimulating to people.

Ferguson took a deep breath, his hands trembling a little.

"Your Excellency. You don't need it. One season. No! I can prove my ability to you in half a season!"

Allen looked at Ferguson, who looked a little strange, smiled and didn't answer his words, but raised his chin and said slowly: "Okay, you go back first, I have to say a few words to little Edwards, you can't listen."

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Is it really good to chase people like this?

Ferguson felt that he had been humiliated repeatedly today, but he was still powerless. One second, he was full of anger to assure this Your Excellency, and the next second he directly signaled that he could go!

What whispers he can't listen to?
If you don't listen, don't listen!
Ferguson nodded, twitched the corners of his mouth, showed a very professional smirk, turned and left.

"Your Mightiness."

Little Edwards watched Ferguson get so angry, but he left obediently, feeling a little worried.

"Go, get in the car, I'll talk to you before I leave."

"Okay, sir, please first."

Little Edwards quickly opened the car door, stood on the side of the door, with his right hand blocking the door frame, and asked Allen to get in the car first.

The interior of the car was so quiet that even the driver got out of the car.

Little Stone was sent by Alan to the Butler Academy for further study, and now Alan's driver is a part-time bodyguard.

Lighting a cigarette, Allen looked out the car window and said, "When the share acquisition is completed, I will set aside 5% of the share dividend rights for you, and you will also become the honorary chairman of Manchester United, and manage the club's daily life for me, Edwards The family is entitled to share the benefits of the club with the Hill family."

"This"

The sudden generous treatment caught Edwards off guard.

Although not directly giving shares, this dividend right means that as the club develops better and better in the future, his income will also get better and better, plus the money from selling shares this time.

Before he finished thinking, Allen's voice came again: "I just found out the price of the shares in your hand, and the price will be as you said."

Little Edwards looked into Allen's eyes, and he didn't expect that your Excellency was so easy to talk and so forthright.
The above negotiating team hasn't finished talking yet, but this gentleman has just decided, not even asking for a price?

Although the price he asked for was not expensive, but there was no bargaining link at the very least, which still made people feel a little worried about gains and losses.

This is too simple!

"Your Excellency, I really have nothing to repay you."

Little Edwards thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what the earl wanted to do, but with such a generous treatment, he could only hold back this sentence.

"Haha, you can report now!"

"???"

Allen looked at little Edwards, and raised his hand slightly, the cigarette ash on his hand was about to fall off.

Little Edwards stretched out his right hand very wittily, and gently placed it in front of Allen.

"Ah"

Allen was very satisfied with his performance. He used little Edwards' right hand as an ashtray, flicked the ash, and stared into his eyes.

Seeing that there was no dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction in the eyes of little Edwards, Allen said: "You have such treatment, I only have one small request, within three days"

Little Edwards watched Allen flick the cigarette ash with his left hand, nodded himself with the hand holding the cigarette and said: "In three days, I will see the information of several other shareholders on my desk, names! Photos! Family situation! Social relations, shareholding ratio, understand?!"

"???"

A nobleman, after agreeing to himself with generous terms, turned around and asked him to provide the information of several other shareholders, still such detailed information.

Little Edwards is not a child, of course he knows what Allen wants to do!
This is going to be a black hand!
And he still needs to provide "information" in person, which is to let him sell his teammates.

Although those shareholders are all bad gamblers and don't contribute much to the club, but...
Little Edwards hesitated.

Daying is known as the European shit stirrer, so it naturally has its unique features.

What is the essence of this ancestral shit-stirring skill?
It is to sow discord, first to bribe the other party, and then let the other party disintegrate from the inside.

How can we make the other party make up their minds to mess with their own people?
Of course, it is to give them a strong backing and let them think that everything is under control.

Then after they killed each other, they thought they had handed in their votes, and then they took the initiative to disclose what they did to their own people, so that they would be blamed as traitors.

Under such circumstances, they have already boarded the thief's boat anyway, and this final blow is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Allen also knows this kind of ancestral skill. Although he is not very proficient, the target of the trial now is not a big man, so try it first.

Allen looked at little Edwards with a hesitant expression.

Give him such good conditions, do you think he is generous and kind?

Little Edwards' family is very prestigious in Manchester United, which is not convenient for Allen to control the club in the future.

If you want to get rid of them once and for all, you have to secretly destroy their retreat and prestige.

But as long as he wants to get the conditions that Allen said, he has to sell his teammates first!
After he sells out his teammates, Allen will be able to bully these civilians.

He is a nobleman, and he has worked hard to keep his status as an earl, isn't it just to bully commoners one day?
If he can't bully the common people, what's the point of being a nobleman?
Alan didn't want to spend too much money to acquire the shares held by several other shareholders.

As long as he has the information on Little Edwards, he can save a lot of energy, no need to collect information, just arrange his subordinates to do things.

In the future, he will let people take the initiative to spread the news about Edwards selling his teammates.

Their Edwards family is a traitor and will be blamed forever. A family that likes to sell teammates, who dares to believe them, they will have to follow Alan honestly in the future!
"There will be no pies in the sky. Have you heard of this saying? If you want to get something, how can you not pay a price?"

Allen seemed to be unraveling little Edwards slowly and seductively.

Little Edwards gritted his teeth. In his opinion, as long as the earl buys Manchester United, these shareholders have nothing to do with him. Isn't it just for information?

Could it be that if he doesn't give it, His Excellency the Earl will not be able to find out the information of these people?
Since whoever gives is always given, why should I resist?
"I understand Your Excellency. I will send the information to you personally within three days."

"Very good! You made a wise choice. You can go back to the Duke of Angus. He arranged a reception dinner. You two have a good time today. Take a rest. Don't worry, little Edwards. I will wait for you in the future." It's long, isn't it?"

"You are right, Your Excellency! The club will get better and better under your leadership!"

"Ha ha."

Allen laughed, put the cigarette butt in Edwards's hand, and raised his chin slightly, indicating that he could get out of the car.

"Then go slowly, Your Excellency, I will go down first."

Little Edwards carefully dragged the ashes and cigarette butts on his right hand to leave.

"Ah."

The Greater Manchester area is very close to the border on the northeast side of Wales. When the convoy returned, it did not turn directly into Wales, but went all the way south, taking the main road towards Birmingham.

This road is much smoother than the small road in Wales. Although there will be some detours, the overall time is calculated and it is faster than the small road in Wales.

As soon as the convoy entered the suburbs of Birmingham, the phone in the car rang.

This kind of old-fashioned mobile phone basically has no signal in the wild as long as it goes out of the urban area, and it can only be used when it is around the city.

The servant sitting on the co-pilot picked up the phone, nodded and said a few times, and whispered to the driver to slow down, before waking up Allen who was taking a nap in the back seat.

"Master! Master, wake up, I'm looking for your phone number!"

"Who is it?"

Allen yawned. It went smoothly when he went out to do errands today, and he couldn't help but take a nap on the way back.

"Uh, the signal is not very good, it seems to be called Ka."

"Well, give it to me."

Allen took over Big Brother.

This thing is a bit heavy to hold, like holding a 500ml bottle of Coke, and the long antenna is pulled out for better signal.

"I'm Allen, who are you?"

"Your Excellency Alan, I am Capet."

"Who? Louder."

"Capel! Your Excellency, I am Capel!"

"Oh oh oh, I'm on the road now, the signal is not good, what's the matter with Sir Capel?"

Hearing that it was Capel, Allen's tone slowed down.

"Your Highness, please come here."

"Oh?"

Allen looked at the sky outside, it was already evening, what did Charles ask him to do at this point?
"Now? Where is His Highness?"

"Highgrove Manor, Your Highness is waiting for you here."

"Okay, the signal is not good, so I won't say more, I'm now"

Allen glanced at the servant.

"Master, we are in Birmingham."

The servant was very clever. When Allen saw him, he took the initiative to tell Allen where the convoy was now.

Nodding his head, Allen said into the microphone: "I'm still on my way, in Birmingham, and it will take some time to get there. Sir, please tell Your Highness!"

"Okay, I understand Your Excellency!"

Hang up the phone and hand the mobile phone to the servant again. Allen doesn't want to sleep any more now, so he presses the window glass of the car, blows the evening breeze, and lights a cigarette.

Thinking back on my arrangements for today, I feel that there is nothing missing.

Winning over the Duke of Angus is just an idle move.

But the phone call just now suddenly brought a little inspiration to Allen.

It is well known that only nobles can participate in the House of Lords in Great Britain.

But what kind of aristocrats can participate?

This is a little tricky.

People like Alan can't participate now.

It's not that he's not qualified, but Alan's age is not up to the standard!

According to the decree, all the reigning nobles, from knights to dukes, will automatically be qualified as members of the House of Lords as long as they are 21 years old.

And with this qualification, representative noble councilors from each region must be selected, so that they can go to meetings to make suggestions!
As for what suggestions to make, anyway, you can use it to talk about messy things. As long as you are thick-skinned, even if the dog at home is lost, you can also use it to talk about it. By the way, refer to the local police station. some type of.

This member of parliament does not have a salary, but there is a subsidy, one hundred and ten pounds a day, and the nobles don't like it.

In the past, Alan's father seldom went to meetings, mainly because it was too troublesome to go to London every time. He was a big bastard, and he didn't know what to say in the past. This kind of meeting was held several times, and the old man didn't want to go.

But Alan is different. He just suddenly thought that he is too young to make any speeches, but he can find a spokesperson!

The Duke of Angus is very suitable, with high status and qualifications.

Regardless of how he is doing now, anyway, if a duke really makes some suggestions in the parliament, everyone has to pay attention to it even if he is pretending.

Some time ago, because of the question raised by that American idiot Oprah reporter, the news about the abolition of the royal family is still being discussed.

It just occurred to Allen that the popularity of the Princess Charity Auction has been so high recently that he is also a little itchy, and he is going to flatter him in the air.

The princess is already so poor, and she still has to auction off her clothing and accessories for charity.

Isn't this a good opportunity to flatter?
(End of this chapter)