Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 436 Boss, times have changed!

"I never thought I'd be able to return to Carrington, Darren."

In the afternoon of June 6, Alex Ferguson’s car stopped at the gate of the Carrington training base.

The driver was the second son Darren. The 43-year-old had just led the English League One team Peterborough United to the English Championship and was enjoying a booming reputation. However, he still followed his father's advice and resigned and came to Manchester United to become Sir Alex Ferguson's manager. Assistant Coach.

People always have selfish motives.

Ferguson is no exception.

No matter how good Class 92 is, they can't compare to his own son.

If Darren and people like Giggs, Scholes, and Neville were put on the same platform to compete fairly, Darren, who has rich grassroots coaching experience, might really have a chance to stand out!

In the co-pilot's seat is Darren's twin brother Jason, and on the rear left is Giggs, who has just returned from China.

"drop!"

Looking at the tightly closed door, Darren pressed the horn:

"If I had known they were coming in your car, they wouldn't recognize my car!"

Old Billy, who was sleeping drowsily in the guard room, suddenly became excited, opened the window and cursed:

"Hey, man! Don't you know it's vacation time? If you want to visit Carrington, please come a week in advance..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the black Mercedes-Benz slowly rolling down its window, revealing a cheerful face.

"???"

Old Billy, who had been guarding Carrington's gate for 30 years, opened his mouth wide, and the dead memories crazily impacted his shrunken little head:

"Boss?!"

Ferguson smiled, opened the door and walked out:

"Old guy, you haven't retired yet?"

Old Billy quickly picked up his pants and walked out of the guard room, rubbed his hands, and carefully held them with Ferguson:

"Boss, are you really back?"

Ferguson pointed to his left chest and replied calmly:

"I'm going to be 74 soon, and I won't be around for long."

Many years ago, he had a pacemaker installed in his heart. Before Manchester United played Milan at home, he was almost angry to death by Su Changwei!

Old Billy wiped the corners of his eyes:

"Just come back! Just come back!"

Ferguson smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"You have to be mentally prepared!"

"In a month, this will become the most lively training base in England and even the entire football world!"

Old Billy laughed three times, then remembered to operate the remote control to open the door, then opened the car door for Ferguson, and watched the father and son drive into the base.

Then he couldn't wait to return to the guard room, opened the surveillance record, intercepted a clear video, and sent a group text message to the liaison officers of major British newspapers:

"The King of Manchester United is back!"

"Latest first-hand video, first come first served!"
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"Tsk!"

After spending an afternoon in Carrington, Ferguson returned to his office a little tired.

The notebook in Darren's hand is already filled with several pages of opinions.

He took out his laptop again, copied these opinions with a crackle, printed them out and handed them to his father and leader:

"Several pieces of grass need to be completely renovated, the player training and recovery center should be updated, and the swimming pool... My God, I can't believe that the swimming pool of a top club like Manchester United has so many tiles falling off!"

As a Manchester United legend and the last assistant coach, Giggs was obviously a little embarrassed and almost dug out a three-story villa in the office with his toes.

Ferguson waved his hand nonchalantly:

"These are all minor problems. As long as the funds are available, they can be corrected in a week!"

Jason took out his mobile phone, took a photo of several people, and recorded a video:

"We should hire a photography team to film the whole process. Maybe it can be made into a documentary in the future!"

Several people were discussing, and the office door rang:

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Giggs glanced at his mentor and walked quickly to the door:

"It's Rene and Gary, right?"

It was the other members of the coaching staff who walked through the door.

Rene Meulensteen, Gary Neville, Paul Scholes, Nicky Butt.

"Boss!"

Meulensteen first said hello to Ferguson, and then nodded to others:

"We have inspected Old Trafford and the turf is still in pretty good condition. We should be able to win the Premier League Best Turf Award this year!"

Neville shrugged:

"Van Gaal only knows how to play long balls, so the turf near the midfield is almost like new!"

Scholes couldn't help laughing:

"Your sinister tone really deserves a beating!"

Bart touched his bald head:

"However, the drainage system seemed to be a bit bad during the few rainy spells last season..."

"Bingo!"

Ferguson extended his index finger to him:

"Nicky is right, you are much more careful than any of them!" He knocked on his desk:

"Report to the new CEO that the club's hardware facilities must be comprehensively improved, especially the training base and stadium!"

Giggs nodded:

"I have also talked with Su, and he has asked the club to improve the medical conditions."

The corners of Ferguson's mouth raised slightly:

"This kid's body is too fragile. After the start of the new season, he must be given more physical training, otherwise I'm afraid he will pee his pants in the devilish schedule before Christmas!"

Mullensdin's expression was a little solemn, and he picked up the tablet in his hand:

"Head...this kid is going to participate in the East Asian Cup in China from August 8nd to 2th. In order to prepare for the game, he will not participate in the team's pre-season preparations..."

"..."

"???"

The smile on Ferguson's face suddenly froze:

"What bullshit East Asian Cup? Isn't the Asian Cup already finished in January?"

Mullensdin quickly explained:

"It's a regional competition between China, North Korea, South Korea, Japan and several East Asian countries..."

Ferguson waved his hand and issued an order in an unquestionable tone:

"In the name of Manchester United, call the Chinese Football Association. We refuse players to participate in such low-level competitions!"

"He is originally a person with physical difficulties. If he doesn't reserve more, will he have to sit on the bench in the winter?"

“我们花了整整3亿英镑（2015年英镑处于高位，4.2亿欧元折合3.1亿英镑），难道一个赛季就让他踢20场首发吗？”

Several assistants looked at him blankly, and no one dared to say a word.

Only Giggs weakly raised his hand:

"Boss, times have changed!"

Ferguson was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"Fake!"

"I fucking forgot again, we are now a club owned by Chinese capital!"

The atmosphere in the office recovered a little, and several coaches began to discuss other work to prepare for the new season.

Such as division of responsibilities, schedule, tactical ideas...

Mullensteen finally raised a question:

"This kid wore the number 10 jersey at Real Madrid and Milan, but our number 10 now belongs to Wayne Rooney, who is our captain!"

Ferguson was silent for a moment:

"I will communicate with him and I will recommend him to give priority to No. 7, No. 9 or No. 11. But..."

He drawled his voice slightly:

"If he really wants No. 10, he can only make Wayne suffer."

Several Manchester United stars looked at each other and felt sorry for Lu Xiaopang in their hearts:

[Again, Rooney feels aggrieved? 】

[When we created the dual-core system, Rooney was asked to be a green leaf for Ronaldo! 】

[Rooney is, after all, a local player from our British Empire, and his qualifications in the team are unrivaled. Why is he always supporting foreign players? 】

Ferguson noticed the little emotions among the disciples and raised his eyelids slightly:

"You were reminding me just now that times have changed. Why are you making the same mistake as me now?"

"Robin Van Persie is very smart. He has publicly stated several times that he can be a substitute for new teammates."

"If Wayne is not clear enough about his tactical positioning, he can contact Real Madrid or Barcelona. This time I will not stop him at all."

Several old disciples held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

Why does Rooney still contact Real Madrid and Barcelona now?

He played 37 games for Manchester United last season and only scored 14 goals. His scoring efficiency was not as good as that of "Little Pea" Hernandez, who was on loan at Real Madrid...

Moreover, the physical fitness of Lu Xiaopang, who is nearly 30 years old, has declined significantly. He has gained weight rapidly like a balloon, and his hair has become increasingly sparse. His personal strength, appearance, figure, and commercial value are all inferior to before. He wants to find another wealthy family. The possibility of taking over the deal at a high price is slim...

If Su Changwei really wants to win love, even if Rooney is the meritorious captain of Manchester United for 11 years, he will have to swallow his anger and hand over the No. 10 jersey!

Moreover, he also had to tell the media that he did this willingly!
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Ferguson and his disciples thought too much.

Su Changwei has no obsession with jersey numbers. When Ferguson called to ask, he said readily:

"I'm not taking any legendary player's number."

"There shouldn't be any restrictions on numbers in the Premier League, right?"

"Is it okay if I choose No. 70?"

Ferguson asked curiously:

"What does it mean?"

Su Changwei laughed:

"Isn't Ronaldo No. 7?"

"Isn't Messi number 10?"

"7x10...isn't it 70?"

"With my current strength, the two of them are no match for each other!"

(End of this chapter)