After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 1757 - 474: Football Tycoon Ramos
Otherwise, it’s impossible for the Yellow Ball King, who’s always paid full tax, to be in a situation where additional payments are demanded.
Another possibility is backing down.
But that depends on whether the Yellow Ball King agrees or not.
When they pick a fight with the Yellow Ball King, the ball is in Huang Kaiwen’s court.
Huang Kaiwen hadn’t even left the house when he got a call from Guardiola.
"Coach?"
Huang Kaiwen asked.
"Kevin, you don’t need to come to the team today. Just rest well at home for a few days."
Guardiola said from the other end of the line.
"Okay, thanks, Coach. What about Sergio?"
Huang Kaiwen asked.
Guardiola was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I forgot, I’ll notify him right now."
If not for Huang Kaiwen’s reminder, Guardiola really would have forgotten to notify Ramos.
Huang Kaiwen hung up the phone, speechless. If it weren’t for his reminder, Ramos would definitely have gone to the team.
Since there’s nothing urgent, it’s better to rest at home for a couple of days.
This way, things can ferment a bit.
Feeling a bit bored, Huang Kaiwen opened the computer to go online.
European fans were also having intense discussions on social media.
The interesting part was the angle of their discussions.
For instance, why the plane didn’t disintegrate, whether aliens had anything to do with it, whether there’s divine intervention, and whether the Yellow Ball King is blessed by the gods... a whole lot of bizarre stuff.
Huang Kaiwen saw one comment, a fan wrote: [I just don’t believe it, because when I was young I asked the Lord for a bike, but the Lord didn’t provide.]
Someone replied: [Brother, you should have stolen a bike and then gone to the church to repent to the Lord.]
Huang Kaiwen almost couldn’t hold back.
Even more interesting were some netizens confessing their crimes.
Huang Kaiwen also noticed other functions of goats.
Fortunately, there’s reproductive isolation.
Huang Kaiwen opened the [Belgium National Team] forum, only to find something was amiss.
Where did the Xiao Heis disappear to?
After searching for a while, Huang Kaiwen found them in the [Courtois] forum.
"Huang Kaiwen almost died, we can’t lose this guy, just like Europe can’t do without Jerusalem."
"Hey, do you all have any addresses?"
"Lately, I felt like something bad was going to happen, let me tell you about my dreams predicting the future since I was a child."
"Huang Kaiwen’s luck is insane, anyone got the skills to calculate it for him?"
Huang Kaiwen: ...
Sure enough, the familiar Xiao Heis.
And those pushing books inside forums are also quite amusing.
Early authors even interacted with readers of pirated copies to discuss plots in forums.
Many masters have done similar things in forums related to their books.
Spooky stories are very popular these days, and Huang Kaiwen is fond of such tales as well.
After leaving some casual replies, Huang Kaiwen thought he shouldn’t let the Xiao Heis get too cocky.
He logged in with the forum account Cassano had captured previously and posted: "Hello, I’m your good friend Huang Kaiwen. I have some signed jerseys from various football stars that I want to give away to you, but I can’t decide who to give them to. My good friend Inzaghi came up with an idea: you write about how I’ve moved you, and whoever writes the best gets a signed jersey."
Soon, replies started coming in.
"Whoa, it’s the real Huang Kaiwen!"
"Get lost, I don’t want your signed jersey."
"This guy Huang Kaiwen is at it again!"
"..."
Huang Kaiwen chuckled as he read their replies.
Indeed.
Not even a minute later, traitors started showing up.
"Kevin, give it to me, give it to me, I’m actually with you, I swear. I haven’t helped them with a single plan. I’ve been collecting evidence of their slander against you. If you want to sue them, I can send you the evidence!"
Huang Kaiwen: ...
The effect was a bit too good.
He received a lot of private messages as well, so he had to log out of the forum.
When he has time, he’ll log in with a different account to see who wrote well and send out a few jerseys.
Brother Paralysis’s methods are indeed effective.
A simple lure of benefits caused division among the Xiao Heis.
Huang Kaiwen played games for a while.
After lunch, he met an unexpected yet unsurprising person.
Albert brought Mansour and his group into the house.
Huang Kaiwen got up and shook hands with Mansour.
Mansour spoke with a standard London accent: "Back when we bought Manchester City, you had already gone to Chelsea, and we contacted Miss Berlusconi, but unfortunately, you didn’t agree. Otherwise, we would have made a very sincere offer."
The Middle East is a traditional sphere of influence for the United Kingdom.
Many sheikhs send their children to the UK for education, as do high-caste Indians.
"I don’t like playing for two teams in the same league, it’s hard for fans to accept."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"We are tremendously grateful for all that you’ve done. You’ve saved numerous families."
Mansour said.
"It’s what I should do."
Huang Kaiwen replied with a smile.
Waiting for the other side to continue.
"These are representatives from other sheikhdoms. The UAE is a country composed of seven sheikhdoms."
Mansour explained.
Huang Kaiwen nodded.
It seems this is centered around him.
"Wait a moment, Barbara will be back soon."
Huang Kaiwen said.
"Alright, we could use a break too."
Mansour said.
Huang Kaiwen had a pretty good impression of Mansour.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the young lady hurried back home.
"Regarding the recent events, we’re very sorry you had to go through such danger, so we’ve come with sincerity this time."
Mansour said.
"Sincerity?"
