Top football club

A down-and-out football fan from Brazil, who lost money betting on the World Cup, finds himself transported back in time four years and reborn as a super-rich heir.

He’s determined to make...

Chapter 391 Curse

Chapter 391 Curse

"I say, Lao Wu, why do I always run into people like this who are stupid and have a lot of money and get good things quickly?"

On the way back to the hotel, Yang Huan sat in the back seat of the car, laughing.

In his hand was a signed bet agreement, and the three of them signed it to confirm it.

According to the agreement between the two parties, the stakes for a game are 100 million pounds.

If Yang Huan loses, then he will give the money. Conversely, if they lose, then they will give it to Yang Huan's players.

But Yang Huan added another item. If Atletico Madrid didn't have the player he wanted, he would have to use something else of equal value to replace it. In short, it all depends on what Young Master Huan likes.

If it really doesn't work, then just take the money in cash.

However, he didn't believe that the Qian Group could come up with 1 billion in cash in one go.

Long Wu was driving in front, and he didn't understand things like betting.

But he believed in one thing, that is, Young Master Huan would not fight a battle he was not sure of.

Yang Huan sat in the back seat, took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hello, Xia Lin, it's me, Yang Huan"

Yang Huan said into the phone with a smile.

"No, I'm not smiling in a lewd way. I'm just in a good mood."

"Yes, help me spread the news that the two owners of Atletico Madrid personally touched the trophy during the trophy handover ceremony."

"Curse, yes, I mean curse, you know me too well"

"Okay, let's do it. I'll leave it to you."

After Yang Huan hung up the phone, he looked up and saw the expression on Long Wu's face when he looked at him in the rearview mirror.

"Wow, just concentrate on driving your car, what's with that expression?"

Long Wu quickly focused on the front and laughed, "Master, you are so...

"Fuck you!" Yang Huan slapped him on the back of the head, but the force was not strong enough.

Who lets him drive a car? Life and property are more important

"I'm telling you, this is called taking advantage of others through wits, do you understand?"

Maybe because he was in such a good mood, Yang Huan couldn't help laughing again.

"Do you know what it means to outsmart others?"

Without waiting for Long Wu to answer, Yang Huan asked and answered himself.

"The so-called outsmarting means that we can make others lose everything by just talking, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand, I understand," Long Wu nodded hurriedly.

At this point, he wouldn't dare to say he didn't understand even if he was beaten to death.

Isn't this asking for trouble?

"Hehe, if I don't let you lose everything you have, I'll be giving you too much face."

A burst of hehehehe laughter suddenly spread in the carriage.

This made Long Wu, who was sitting in the front row, feel a little creepy.

It’s terrible, isn’t it?

"What the hell is this hotel?"

In the breakfast room of a three-star hotel in Bucharest, Atletico Madrid players were complaining.

"The light in our room broke last night, and no one came to fix it. It was pitch black all night."

"How can people live without PI, TV, and computers?"

"Did you hear any noise last night? It seemed like the hotel staff were arguing, and the noise was too loud."

“I heard it, mainly because the hotel's soundproofing facilities are too poor”

“This hotel is not suitable for human beings to live in”

"Who says it's not?"

The breakfast room was filled with noise, but most of it was the players complaining.

I can only say that the hotel conditions are really bad, too bad

"Hey, look at this morning's newspaper."

I don't know who shouted this all of a sudden.

"Newspaper? What's interesting about it?"

"Yes, there must be some news before the finals."

"No, everyone look, our two silly bosses actually 'touched' the championship trophy before the game."

As he spoke, the man spread the newspaper on the table, and everyone saw the photo and the big headline on it.

Spells

The football community is actually quite superstitious.

It's like women are never allowed in the locker room, like you can't touch the championship trophy before the final, and so on.

These are all superstitions, but the problem is that over time, everyone accepts them even if they don't believe them.

So, when suddenly someone broke this convention, it was difficult for everyone present to accept it.

"Oh my god, are they both crazy?"

"Yeah, you actually went to touch the championship trophy at this time?"

"This is outrageous. Isn't this a curse for us to lose?"

“Have you ever seen a team owner like this?”

"Damn it, this hotel is terrible, the boss is abominable, how can we play football?"

“It’s a mess, it’s just a mess”

Just as the players were complaining, head coach Simone walked into the breakfast room with two capable assistants.

"What's going on? Why are you all gathered together?" Simone looked unhappy, with bloodshot eyes.

I heard that he had gone to negotiate last night because of a quarrel among the hotel staff. I guess his rest was affected.

"Boss, come and look at this"

Immediately, a player brought the newspaper to Simoni.

Diego Simoni was a professional player, and he knew this unspoken rule better than anyone else.

When I saw this title, I was surprised, and then I yelled angrily, "Fuck it!"

Boggs and Ortega also saw the report and were equally indignant.

At this critical moment, before the competition, such news came out?

Isn't this a blow to the team's morale?

I've seen many funny bosses, but I've never seen such a rip-off.

"You guys just watch here, I'll go ask"

After saying that, Simone turned and left.

"It's over, it's over, we're going to have a fight this time."

"The boss has such a bad temper, we must fight hard"

"Don't worry, don't worry, those two silly bosses together are no match for the boss."

"That's right, the gangs are afraid of the boss's aura."

When Simone angrily rushed to the most luxurious penthouse suite of the hotel, Qin Yongming and Qian Duoduo who lived there were impatiently thinking about what they would do with the 100 million pounds they won.

"I want to keep a 'female' star, and the most beautiful one."

"Who?" Qin Yongming asked curiously.

This fat Qian is a homebody who follows beautiful female stars on the Internet all day long. I don't know who he is fantasizing about recently.

Fatty Qian laughed, with a hint of embarrassment and shyness, just like an innocent first love.

"Have you ever seen The Vampire Diaries?"

"No." Qin Yongming shook his head. "British drama?"

"There's an American TV series with a female lead named Nina Dobrev. She's so pretty and has a great body. I want to keep her."

"You are dreaming!" Qin Yongming almost slapped him to wake him up. Stop dreaming.

"Mr. Qin, what about you?"

Qin Yongming laughed and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet. I'll decide after I get the money."

Qian Duoduo thought about it and realized that the money hasn’t been received yet, so what’s the point of saying so much?

Just as the two were talking and laughing, discussing how to divide the spoils, the door of the room was pounded on.

"Who is this? So rude."

Qian Duoduo walked over and opened the door.

When the door opened, Simoni was seen standing outside the door angrily, and next to him was Atletico Madrid's general manager Angel.

"What's going on?" Simone raised the newspaper in his hand and asked sternly.

Qian Duoduo also disliked this Argentine.

Damn you, you work for me and yet you act so arrogant?

Do you talk to your boss like this?

"What's going on?" Qian Duoduo turned around and walked back.

Simone followed closely behind, walked into the room, went to the living room, and threw the newspaper hard onto the coffee table.

With a bang, the newspaper fell on the coffee table, with the front page headline on it.

The photo was taken by reporters at the scene when Qin Yongming and Qian Duoduo reached out to touch the trophy during the trophy handover ceremony last night.

"Hey, the photos are pretty good. If we had known someone was taking them, we should have put out an H6," Qian Duoduo said with a smile.

Qin Yongming also smiled. This angle captured both of them in the photo.

Simone was furious when he saw that the two of them had no idea what they had done wrong and were complacent instead.

Angel, who was standing by, saw this and his eyelids twitched. Simone was about to go berserk.

Angel quickly walked up and stood between Simone and the two bosses.

"Oh, you don't know, there are rules in European football. The two teams participating in the final cannot touch the championship trophy before the game. Whoever touches it will lose. This is a curse."

Qin Yongming and Qian Duoduo couldn't laugh anymore.

Curse?

They are not stupid, they will understand it once they think about it.

No wonder Yang Huan kept standing around and watching last night, refusing to reach out and touch it.

Fortunately, they were still laughing at Yang Huan for being afraid of Platini and not daring to reach out and "touch" him.

It turns out that it's not that people don't have the courage, but they are trying to avoid this curse.

No wonder after I touched myself last night, many reporters at the scene were secretly touching and taking pictures.

"Go away, what kind of magic spell is this? Are there still people who believe in this these days?" Qian Duoduo felt uneasy, but he had to pretend to be strong.

He pretended as if he knew the existence of the spell but deliberately went to touch it.

Simone was even more furious when he saw his expression. If it weren't for Angel's persuasion along the way and his blocking now, he really doubted that he would have been unable to resist and beat the two bastards to death.

A jerk who is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything

"Okay, let's not talk about this. I just want to ask you, how is the bonus calculated?" Simone asked, suppressing his anger.

Qian Duoduo looked at Qin Yongming. They both knew what was going on, but they pretended to be stupid.

"As for the bonus, we have considered it for a long time, but as you know, the team is having some financial difficulties right now, and the construction of our new stadium has come to a standstill. We..."

Hearing the evasion in his boss's words, Simone gnashed his teeth in hatred, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say something cruel.

"You guys play this game on your own"

Qian Duoduo could only smile bitterly helplessly.

At the beginning of the acquisition of Atletico Madrid, everyone in the Qian Group felt that this was a very smart deal.

The reason is simple. The purchase price of Atletico Madrid is only 150 million.

But after they acquired the team, they found that it was not the case at all.

They were building a new stadium with a capacity of 69,000 people near Madrid Barajas Airport, but the project came to a standstill just after it started and a large amount of project funds were owed.

This caused the Qian Group a lot of headaches.

If we build it, we will have to continue to invest heavily. If we don’t build it, we will have to repay the debt and all the initial investment will be wasted.

It turns out that Atletico Madrid's management wanted to follow Arsenal's example and redevelop the Calderon Stadium.

However, in recent years, Spain's real estate market has collapsed, and the development project of the Calderon Stadium cannot be carried out at all.

Then, the investment in the entire new stadium will have to be paid out of pocket.

Not only that, the Qian Group did not investigate the matter thoroughly before the acquisition. It was only after the acquisition that it suddenly discovered that Atletico Madrid owed foreign debts of up to 500 million euros, a large part of which was owed to third-party investment institutions.

The reason is simple. In the past few years, Atletico Madrid has had no money to invest in the transfer market and can only recruit players through third-party investment institutions.

The investment institution that cooperated with Atletico Madrid was vuGrcn, a company owned by Portuguese brokerage tycoon Jorge Mendes.

As a result, the entire Atletico Madrid is simply a financial black hole for the Qian Group.

Damn it, the total purchase price was only 150 million, but a new stadium and 500 million in foreign debt directly trapped the entire Qian Group. Now the Qian Group is also in a headache and in a dilemma.

If Yang Huan knew all this, he would definitely gloat over it.

He almost encountered this kind of thing at the beginning, but he avoided it by paying a large commission to Cash Harris.

There are precedents of European professional teams defrauding investors. The Qian Group is not the first and will not be the last.

How much sorrow can you have? It's like a full warehouse of PetroChina

He finally felt this sadness now.

The most helpless thing in life is to become a landlord by speculating in real estate or a shareholder by speculating in stocks.

The Qian Group now has no intention of entering Spain at all, and is only thinking about how to extricate itself from this quagmire.

It's just that it's easy to get in, but hard to get out