I Am a Nobleman in England

"Are you showing off your true colors?"

"Ahem..."

In the Aston Martin car speeding on the highway, Arthur coughed awkwardly, let go of the little white hand he had just grasped, and under Jiang Lai's clear gaze and the smile of a smile , Retracted his paw.

"Actually, this is based on the principle of grasping the gear, and it is practical."

"Puff--"

"Haha, drive well, safety first, you are responsible for your life and my life." Jiang Lai retracted his hand and looked at the scenery passing by, with a charming smile on his face, and said softly.

"Haha, did I ever say that your lipstick color is really beautiful today? It's red for you!" Arthur smiled and turned his head to look at Jiang Lai, then quickly turned his head and drove intently.

"Thank you." Jiang Lai seemed to be very helpful to Arthur's praise. To be honest, she herself was very satisfied with her red chun makeup.

"Red is always the most intuitive color that reflects femininity. Red chun is not just a casual application to look good. This requires an accurate grasp of the color. There are thousands of "red" in the world. How can we find the most The touch of red that suits you is the most important!

And you have found it. Arthur turned his head and glanced at Jiang Lai's pretty face again, praised with admiration.

"Look ahead and drive well!" Jiang Lai smiled like a crescent moon, squeezing red chun, and rebuked with an angry and charming appearance, but no matter how you look at it, the overflowing sweet smile on her face can tell her this The mood at the time is very happy.

"Don't worry, I am an old driver. I drive very steadily, especially when driving a new car." Arthur turned his head again and raised his eyebrows at Jiang Lai, with a meaningful appearance.

Although he didn't understand the stigma in Arthur's words, Jiang Lai also heard a hint of ridicule and unkindness in his tone, and gave Arthur a charming smile.

"I regret being alone with you, and I feel that you have no good intentions."

"Hehe, you think too much, what you said, I am a gentleman..."

"But now I feel that I have seen the wrong person, can I go back on it?"

"Of course not."

. . . . . .

The two of them quarreled all the way, and came to Winchester with joy and laughter. This is one of the oldest cities in the United Kingdom. Before the United Kingdom of Great Britain was unified, that is to say, before Wales, Ireland and Scotland were included in the territory of the Kingdom of Great Britain, Winchester was the capital of Old England.

"If you want to learn about Britain, this is not to be missed. Walking in the alleys of Winchester is like reading an ancient book with rich history, which makes people remember and contemplate."

After arriving at the destination, Arthur took Jiang Lai to find a hotel first, and after a short rest, the two of them walked out of the hotel together and wandered the streets of Winchester in the evening glow.

Arthur stretched out his hand very naturally to lightly embrace Jiang Lai's slender waist, even if Jiang Lai looked at him with a smile but a smile, he pretended not to see it, still the same. When encountering this kind of cheeky, Jiang Lai also laughed helplessly and shook his head. He was tacitly acquiescing to Arthur's intimacy, but he also increased his vigilance in his heart.

As Arthur continued to launch a love offensive against Jiang Lai, news of the new owner of the Southampton club also came out, and it began to circulate among fans in Southampton.

"Ding--"

The door of a Saints fans’ bar was slammed open, and the doorbell on the door made a clear sound. A young man in his twenties walked into the bar with excitement and shouted with excitement: Good news for everyone!"

At this time, the customers who were drinking each other, talking, laughing and chatting all turned their heads and looked at the people who came, all curious and waiting.

"I just received a news that the Saints were traded and changed to a new boss. I heard that this boss is very young and very rich. As soon as he joined the boss, he not only needs to repair the training center, but also seems to give players. Our salary increases..."

"Wow—"

The whole bar was in an uproar, all kinds of discussions continued, and everyone was more happy. After all, the news that the Saints were facing a crash some time ago was not a secret. All Saints fans were worried, although, Saints Falling into the League, but their **** fans know that the Saints have the strength to easily return to the Champions League, so they are not discouraged and worried.

On the contrary, it is the management and financial difficulties within the club. These hard-core fans have no choice but to worry about the most. Now I heard that the change of a rich new boss is undoubtedly what makes their community excited.

"John, who bought the club, do you know?"

"The new boss is American or Chinese..."

"It doesn't matter which nationality he is from, as long as he can save the Saints. Look at Chelsea, look at Manchester City. Since having a rich owner, how much has changed in the club."

"That is, regardless of the nationality of his boss, the Saint is still from Southampton, and he can't move. If you have money, you won't have to sell the star in the future. Maybe you will introduce many big-name players. Back to the Premier League..."

. . . . . .

The whole bar has become turbulent, and all kinds of discussions continue, but every Saints fan is sincerely relieved, which is definitely good news for them.

"Quiet! Be quiet, everyone! I haven't finished talking yet—"

The young man who brought the good news raised his hands and shouted loudly, quieting the noisy scene slowly, but some people were still talking in a low voice.

"According to my friends at the training center, the boss is an authentic British, and we are also a local, very young, Arthur Bolin, the new boss is called Arthur Bolin, has anyone heard of this name? Is there such a rich man in Hampshire? Who knows?"

"Arthur Boleyn?"

"I haven't heard..."

"Bolin? Why are you so familiar? Where did I really want to hear it?"

"Yes, I remember it, Bolin Manor! Yes, yes, the author of the serial novel "Bolin Manor" in the Southern Daily Echo seems to be the author of this name... Yes, it is him, you Look--"

At this moment, a bald middle-aged man stood up excitedly and shouted loudly while raising the echo in his hand.

"Is a writer? Why haven't I heard of..."

"Bolin Manor? Is it a nobleman?"

"It is indeed a nobleman, a writer, and an earl, Arthur Boleyn, that's right..."

"Why are you so sure?"

"The news on the Internet has come out, the headlines of the Southern Daily Echoes website, not only that, this Arthur Bolin is also the owner of the Southern Daily Echoes, a big landlord, a farmer, and a knight he just inherited this year. And family property, good fellow, only 21 years old..."

This is when someone suddenly introduced the headline news to the crowd in a tone of envy and envy while looking at the phone.

"Wow—"

There was an uproar and discussion in the bar again, and various contemptuous tones sounded from time to time. It seemed that not only did not respect the aristocratic status of Arthur, the saint savior, but rather despised and despised him.

"Sure enough, the descendants of this group of robbers are rich..."

I don’t know who laughed at this sentence suddenly, making the noisy bar suddenly quiet, and then after a few chuckles, the bar resumed its liveliness. Only some uncles who were about forty or fifty years old spoke to Wang’s room and the nobles. Some sense of identity, could not help but shook his head lightly.

The scene in the fan bar was like warming up the news of Arthur’s entry into the Southampton club. The next morning, not only did the Southern Daily Echo report with a front-page headline in detail, but even Yuanyuan London’s Guardian, Daily Mail, Daily Telegraph, British Broadcasting Corporation, DU Li TV, etc. have all reported.

The famous tabloid "The Sun" even used the headline of'Football Stream Mang Becomes the Saint's New Owner' to attract readers' attention. The subheadline even said, "The young earl used an asset mortgage to buy the Saint. Is it a gamble or a sheep (black sheep, meaning of prodigal son)?"

I have to say that the Sun is obviously well prepared for this. In the second and third pages, it used a special page to introduce the details of Arthur Bolin’s past and recent bank loans, and posted the previous footballs of Arthur. The liu busy brothers were interviewed and described Arthur's past'great achievements'.

"No, Arthur has never mentioned that he is a nobleman. It is really unimaginable. He is always at the forefront~www.readwn.com~Unbelievable. Since the last incident, he has never seen him again. He, there is no news, he did not expect that he actually bought the saint, well, brother, you contact me, I am Hank..."

"Yes, he is very fanatical, he is very fanatical about football, my goodness, you don't know how cool he is, but bro, why do you want to buy a garbage team like Saints? You should buy Vera's, Vera People’s faith!"

"After learning the news, I was surprised. He turned out to be a nobleman. This is a joke... In my eyes, he is an arrogant, ignorant and cruel bastard, a scum, I don’t like him, never Like him, he should be banned from watching any football matches, not to mention having a club. This is simply a shame in English football."

Aston Villa’s rival in Birmingham, an active player who had been besieged by Arthur, said angrily when interviewed by reporters.

. . . . . .

It's really difficult for the paparazzi of The Sun to dig out Arthur's past so quickly, it is indeed impossible not to admire it.

Noble, earl, busy football, huge amount of money, football club, these few keywords, any one is enough to attract attention and become a topic, not to mention so many keywords are concentrated on one person, it is just like A bomb was thrown into a calm lake.

As soon as this report by The Sun was published, it immediately set off a huge storm across the UK. It also made Arthur successfully stand on the cusp of public opinion!