Chapter 124 Manchester United!



A servant came in from outside the bus, looked out and saw Allen, then conveyed Hut's phone instructions.

"Letter? What letter?"

Alan didn't react for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he finally came to his senses. Could it be that Charles' reply finally came? !

"Ask Siphis to keep an eye on the crew and prepare the car. I need to go back."

"Master!"

"Where's the letter?"

Alan strode into the hall, where Hut was waiting for him with a very ordinary envelope.

After receiving the envelope, Alan looked around and asked in confusion, "The letter was just delivered? Who sent it? Wasn't it Capel?"

In the past, whenever Capel came, he would at least wait for Allen to come back, and maybe even convey something verbally, which was why Allen had to come back so quickly.

But now Capel was nowhere to be seen in the hall.

"It was Sir Capell. He left after delivering the letter. He said that His Royal Highness was still in Paris and he had to hurry back."

"Um?"

Listening to Huth's report, Alan was a little confused. Charles was in Paris, and the princess was also in Paris yesterday. Why was there no report of them being together?

Didn’t they attend the charity auction together?

With these doubts, Alan opened the envelopes as he walked. This time, Charles did not use a special envelope, but an envelope with the name of the hotel on it. It was all in French, and Alan could not quite understand it.

After opening the envelope, a small, slightly prickly object fell directly into Alan's hand.

This is a small metal accessory, a bit like a badge and a bit like a pendant.

Taking it in hand and looking at it carefully, it is a small shield-shaped accessory with a crown-shaped embellishment on the top.

The front of the shield is divided in the middle by a cross, into four equal grids, each of which is carved with four lions.

On the back is Charles' name spelled out in full, with a small year at the end - 1958.

Looking at the thing in his hand, Alan felt that it looked more and more familiar.

Holy shit…

Suddenly, Alan reacted and finally remembered why this thing looked familiar.

Holding the small accessory, Allen handed it to Huth and said, "Look, is this the pattern in the middle of the prince's flag?"

Hut took the thing with some doubt, looked at it for a few seconds, and turned his head at the same time with Allen to look at the wall at the deepest part of the hall. There were two flags hanging there. One was the family flag of the Hill family, that is, the flag of the Earl of Carmarthen.

The other side is the Prince of Wales flag.

This thing is different from the Welsh red dragon flag. It is a flag unique to the Prince of Wales, and the pattern in the middle of this flag is exactly the same as the small accessory that Hutt is holding in his hand.

What did Charles give himself this for?

Alan didn't rush to get the accessories back, but walked to the sofa, collapsed on it, and took the letter out of the envelope.

Touching the thin piece of letter paper, Alan curled his lips. He had written three or four pages of letters to Charles, but the reply was just this short?

"I have finished reading the letter. I have been busy recently. I saw you on TV last night and you didn't seem to be unable to afford meat. I heard that my loyal Earl of Carmarthen seems to be lingering with female models on the set every day!"

The letter started with a barrage of sarcasm, followed by a few small complaints from Charles, and then...

As expected, Allen's idea of ​​using the royal brand to do business was rejected.

but……

Charles did not object to his idea of ​​buying a football team.

This is tacitly acknowledging that he can find a way to contact Manchester United.

At the end of the letter, there was a brief explanation of the small accessory that came with the letter.

What Charles meant was that if Allen needed anything, he could take this small token and seek help from the royal asset management department.

But not too many times.

Alan felt a little annoyed after taking the accessories from Hut's hand. This thing was like a limited-time trial card.

but……

It can also be understood as being of no use. If you need help, what can he do?

What's more, the manager of the royal asset management department is not on Charles' side.

If you can’t brand it, there’s no other benefit.

"Forget it...something is better than nothing."

Alan's heart is no longer on this. Since Charles has no objection to his acquisition of Manchester United, he should quickly contact the Duke of Angus and go for an inspection!

Inside the white stretched Lincoln with gold trim, Angus handed Alan a glass of champagne.

"I don't drink."

Alan waved his hands. It was such a short distance between them and he was still drinking in the car. Alan couldn't stand this pretentiousness.

He hates drinking in the car the most. He always feels that when drinking, he should be accompanied by a beautiful woman or have a candlelight dinner or something.

Or you can get some snacks and start drinking.

Alan was not used to having to take a few sips of wine in the car.

"Humph, you don't know how to enjoy yourself."

Angus looked at Alan with disdain, picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Seeing his performance, Alan curled his lips even more. Neither of them should say anything to the other. In the eyes of the noble lords in London, Alan and Angus were probably of the same kind, both were country bumpkins!

This was the first time in Allen's two lifetimes that he had sat in an extended Lincoln. He was a little curious about the interior layout of the car. He touched the leather seats and felt it was just so-so.

It's just that the configuration is a little bit fancy.

The feeling is similar to that of a joint venture car and a domestic car.

For the British, American cars are not luxurious. At most, they can be considered as tools. Sometimes, the appearance of American cars does not quite conform to the British aesthetic standards.

The British like a large interior space for their cars, and the appearance comes second.

As for the nobles, they usually only have a few brands to choose from, such as Land Rover, Rolls-Royce, Bentley, and Jaguar.

It depends on the financial resources and aesthetic taste of each family. There are no mandatory requirements. Anyway, ordinary people can't buy the same car as the Queen.

As for American luxury cars, there are Lincoln and Cadillac, among which Lincoln is relatively well-known.

The space inside the car is large, but the height is a bit disappointing.

The interior decoration of the car is pretty good, and it has all kinds of gadgets.

Looking at this extended Lincoln, Alan curled his lips and said to Angus, "If you have anything to sell in the future, ask me first, and I will give you a higher price."

“…”

Angus's hand holding the empty wine glass stiffened slightly.

He understood what Alan meant. Alan was mocking him for always squandering money and selling off his ancestral property.

Generally, British aristocrats only ride British cars, but he is a duke, albeit a poor duke, but he rides an American stretched Lincoln, which is very telling.

If Angus had money, he would definitely buy a British car. So this stretched Lincoln was most likely not bought by him, but exchanged for something, most likely with an American.

So people gave him an American luxury car.

Allen is also interested in exchanging his old car for a stretched Lincoln.

"Ahem... We'll talk about it when there's a chance. We'll talk about it when there's a chance."

Even if Angus was thick-skinned, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed when his old brother's child pointed out such things to him in person.

As it is nearing the end of July, Angus came today to pick up Alan to go to Greater Manchester and show him Manchester United.

As the Duke of Manchester, theoretically, most of Manchester belongs to Angus.

But since his grandfather, their family has been full of prodigal sons. By his generation, the land left by their ancestors had long been sold out, and even the duke's mansion passed down from their ancestors was sold to a company as an office headquarters.

Therefore, the current Duke of Manchester has long lost his former power and is only a title, but when it comes to connections, Angus still has a little bit of it.

Allen had helped him so much, and for the sake of face, Angus was very active when Allen said he could acquire Manchester United. He ran around and even came all the way to pick Allen up to go to Manchester.

"Manchester United's performance hasn't been very good recently, so you have to be mentally prepared."

Angus slowly told Alan the recent information he had heard about Manchester United.

The current Manchester United team is strong, to be sure. At least it has won several league titles and several honors abroad.

but……

What’s more annoying is that since 1985, because of the Heysel Stadium disaster, English teams have been banned from participating in European competitions for five years, and this is only the second year.

Manchester United's performance last year was quite dismal and they almost got relegated. Head coach Atkinson has already resigned.

Now the major shareholder behind Manchester United, Edwards Jr. of the Edwards family, has found a young coach named Ferguson, who is a Scotsman.

"Wait...you mean, last November, Manchester United got a new coach named Ferguson?"

Alan suddenly heard a familiar name, Ferguson? !

He has a very strong impression of this person. Isn't this the old man of Manchester United? It turns out that he has become the head coach now?

"Yeah, I took a look, that guy isn't that good either. He played as a striker when he was young and only retired a few years ago. His recent coaching results are average, with 3 wins, 4 draws and 6 losses."

When Angus talked about Ferguson, he didn't take him seriously at all. With such coaching results, anyone could be replaced.

"???"

Is this such a dish?

Alan didn't know much about football and had only heard of Ferguson's name. He never expected that when Ferguson first came to Manchester United, the results would be so bad, winning only 3 out of 13 games.

"Anyway, the new season is about to start next month. Let's see how he performs in the new season. It's normal for a new coach to have unstable results after taking over midway. Let's see how his performance will be in the new season after adjustments."

Angus knew much more about sports than Alan, so he gave him some basic knowledge.

“That’s right.”

Following Angus's line of thought, Allen also understood that Ferguson was still young and had just joined Manchester United, taking over halfway through the process. It would take some time for him to adapt and grow slowly.

"Who is this little Edwards you're talking about?"

The young Edwards that Angus mentioned should be the major shareholder of Manchester United.

"His father, Edwards Sr., is a major shareholder of Manchester United. This team is jointly owned by several wealthy businessmen, and the shares are quite mixed. If you want to buy all of them, it may be difficult. The Edwards family holds the largest share, which seems to be nearly 40%. I haven't checked the details."

Angus spread his hands. His ability was limited, and his staff was also limited. He had already tried his best to help Alan find out this little information.

When Alan first learned about Manchester United’s shareholding structure, he was a little curious.

“Are there any nobles among these wealthy businessmen?”

This is what Alan wants to know most. The methods of treating civilians and nobles are different.

If they were all civilians...

Haha, sorry, it’s useless no matter how rich you are.

Angus thought about it and said uncertainly: "I don't think I've heard of it. Which noble would invest in Manchester United? Even if they do, wouldn't it be better to invest in Manchester City?"

"Oh...Okay, let's go directly to Tradford. I'm becoming more and more interested in Manchester United."

The entrance to the Old Trafford offices in Stretford, Trafford Borough, Greater Manchester.

Edwards brought Ferguson, and there were five or six staff members standing behind them.

"Are you saying that a noble wants to buy Manchester United?"

Ferguson, who was still leading the training at the training base, was suddenly called over by Edwards Jr. who said he wanted to meet a distinguished guest.

This made Ferguson a little confused. It was a very eventful time. The team was in the rebuilding stage and he had only been in the team for half a year. This...

Is the club going to change owners?

Ferguson didn't want to get along with the nobles. These people were mysterious and arrogant. Some of the nobles were said to have strange tempers and liked to give blind orders. If another noble lord bought Manchester United, who knew what would happen to Manchester United in the future?

"Heh... You may have heard of this person. Have you seen the news interview a while ago? He is Alan Hill, the Earl of Carmarthen."

Little Edwards put one hand in his pocket, his eyes fixed on the distance. When he heard Ferguson's question, he chuckled and seemed a little absent-minded.

His father, Edwards Sr., is a die-hard fan of Manchester United and once generously donated money to the team during its most difficult period, so...

The Edwards family holds the largest number of shares in Manchester United.

It seems that Manchester United is doing okay now, but as a member of the board of directors, Edwards Jr. has his grievances buried. The other shareholders of Manchester United are all gamblers, and some of them even used Manchester United shares for bets.

These gamblers usually don't care much about Manchester United's operations, they just enjoy the dividends, and sometimes even advance the dividends.

So the finances of the entire Manchester United team are actually almost rotten.

The poor finances of the club will also be reflected in the game results. Last season, the club almost got relegated, which was the most direct reaction.

"Him?!" Ferguson raised his voice slightly. This was the hottest news in recent times. Earl Allen, is there anyone in the whole of Britain who doesn't know him?

Given the nature of the British, any genius who looks decent in the country will be hyped up as one in a million or once in a few hundred years, let alone a hereditary aristocrat who is young, rich, handsome, and seems perfect in every way? !

This is the current face and image ambassador of the British nobility!

But the fact that such a person was preparing to acquire Manchester United made Ferguson even more uncertain.

Earl Allen is young, what can he understand?


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