Chapter 252: The Kick is about Human Relationships



Alan looked at Bobby Robson who looked excited and smiled too.

His information channels are certainly wider than those of a football team head coach.

Judging from Bobby Robson's performance as the coach of the team this year, as long as someone passes the word to his superiors, he still has a good chance of getting a lordship. In any case, the domestic economic situation has continued to be sluggish in the past two years. Under such circumstances, cultural and sports activities are very eye-catching.

And this best result in more than 20 years was just a gimmick. Alan could help him win the title by just writing a sentence in the report!

With this advance knowledge, we might as well use it to do Bobby Robson a favor.

Patting Bobby Robson on the shoulder, Allen said softly: "No matter the result of tonight's game, you just need to play well and play in the style of our Great Britain, and you... I will apply for a knighthood for you when the time comes."

"???"

Bobby Robson's eyes widened, and goose bumps instantly covered his body. At this moment...

He even suspected that he was hallucinating.

This gentleman wants to apply for a knighthood for himself? !

Not only was Bobby Robson stunned, but even the players who had been listening to their conversation nearby were so shocked by Alan's words that their breathing stopped.

This is a title of nobility. Such a noble lord would not just joke about it, right?

Is the head coach going to become the Jazz?

this……

So enviable!

At this moment, in the eyes of these players, this handsome blond nobleman was like a glowing little golden man, so dazzling and so desirable.

Allen looked at these little bumpkins who seemed to be stunned, and said to the players with a smile: "Don't be envious. Bobby has done a good job leading the team this time. As for you, just do your best in today's game. I won't ask for results. No matter whether you win or lose today's game, after the game, you can go to Milan to play for three days. I will cover all your expenses in Milan during these three days!"

"oh?"

A soft voice of doubt just arose, but was interrupted by even louder cheers in the blink of an eye.

They could not get the title of knight, but unexpectedly, Master Allen was so generous and rewarded them with money instead.

Three days in Milan, all expenses covered!

This can include all expenses for beauties, hotels, and shopping!

He is indeed the Earl of Carmarthen as his reputation suggests. Look at his demeanor!

Allen said these few words briefly, patted Bobby Robson who was still immersed in confusion and said: "Okay, the rest is up to you. I'll go up first."

"ah?"

"ah!"

Bobby Robson came back to his senses and looked at the excited players in the locker room, then looked at Allen who had a gentle smile on his face. He had mixed feelings. He had a feeling of being recognized, but more of sadness. Was he going to get a knighthood just like that?

Bobby Robson was even a little philosophical at this moment.

"Your Mightiness……"

"Okay, no need to see me off. You guys can take a break and prepare for the game."

Alan patted Bobby Robson's shoulder heavily again and opened the door of the locker room.

Although there are no private rooms at the Stadio San Nicola today, a small area has been separated from the highest viewing area in the middle, and the Italian authorities have also sent several heavyweight officials to watch the game on site.

Alan brought Monica with him to exchange a few pleasantries, mainly to give them a brief introduction of Monica.

This chick has been doing pretty good these days.

The two were playing ball in the hotel that day. Monica was clearly sore all over from the collision, but she didn't make a sound. However, she still cried.

Allen also took this opportunity to bring her out and say hello for her, just like when he took Nicole Kidman to the welcome party hosted by the Governor-General in Australia. Although the effect may not be too great, at least it can make Monica's name known, and people here will not bully her when they hear her name.

Monica held Alan's arm the whole time. No matter who Alan introduced to her, she would smile and nod. She didn't say much and kept her eyes on Alan.

After dealing with basic social interactions, Alan came to the second-tier stands and looked at the players from both teams who had already come out to exchange team flags. He remembered that just now in the locker room, so many people cheered when they heard his reward conditions, but the fat Gascoigne sitting in the corner did not move.

The photo of this fat boy crying on the sidelines after the team lost to Germany a few days ago spread all over England in an instant, earning him a lot of fame, but it was of no avail as he could not play in the last game.

I could only watch my teammates go up from the sidelines.

Alan looked at the pigtailed player on the Italian team - Baggio.

This was a player who impressed him deeply, known as the Prince of Melancholy and was extremely famous.

Allen took a deep breath as he watched these young players shake hands with each other and exchange team flags.

The reason why he just stated the reward conditions first was to appease the players.

England cannot win today's battle for third and fourth place.

It’s not a question of whether they are strong enough, but that the Italian team is the host of this World Cup.

If the host country was weak, without fame or achievements, that would be fine, but the Italian team is at its peak right now. They didn’t win the championship, but they won the third place…

Their way of operating is much more sophisticated than the Koreans' blatant dirty tricks.

really……

Neither side scored in the first half, but each scored one goal in the second half. With little time left in the game, the two sides were about to enter a brutal penalty shootout again.

Coincidentally, the Italian team got a penalty in the 86th minute.

Defender Salvatore Schillaci scored in one fell swoop.

The score remained 2:1 until the end of the game.

The home team is in front and the visiting team is behind.

The Italian team won the third place in this World Cup, while the England team achieved its best result in nearly two decades.

Monica had been watching Alan silently. Since there was no private room, Alan watched the game very seriously this time, but his attitude was a little different from the last time when the two were in the private room.

Even when the Italian team was awarded a penalty and the ball went in, Allen did not express any dissatisfaction or annoyance.

He just sat there, smiling, until the game was over, then stood up and motioned for him to go along.

Monica looked at Allen with some confusion and asked, "Why do you seem to care nothing about today's game?"

Don't care?

Alan looked at Monica with a smile, then took her to the side to say goodbye to the Italian officials.

What's there to worry about? He already knew the result of the game. This is very traditional social etiquette.

There is no difference between third and fourth place for the England team, as they are not champions anyway.

As for whether or not there is honor, for the host Italian team, it is a matter of face.

One doesn't care, the other one wants to save face. Is there any need to guess the result of this competition?

The two sides did not play a fixed game or a tacit agreement, but played according to human relationships.

Didn’t both sides have any objections to that penalty?

The person who fell fell well, and the referee had no objection to the decision, so that's enough.

Holding Monica's waist, Alan laughed and didn't want to talk about these things with her.

Originally, he wanted to stay in Italy for a while longer. Since the end of the World Cup, Allen has liked Monica's style more and more. However, an urgent call from Huth disrupted Allen's "health preservation" plan.

Nothing specific was said on the phone, but Alan understood what Hutt meant.

The atmosphere in the Middle East was becoming increasingly tense. Huth was a little worried about Allen who was still in Italy, and urged him to come back as soon as possible.

Alan, feeling somewhat reluctant, called his bodyguard to bring over the small box he had prepared.

Bustogarofer, inside Monica's apartment.

"What's this?"

Monica stared blankly at the small box that Alan handed over.

"This is for you. I'm leaving now. I'll leave a few bodyguards behind. They will take you there when the time comes."

"What?"

Monica was confused about Alan's sudden farewell and also about what was in the box.

The small box was exquisite, but it contained only one key, just one key.

Allen hooked his finger, motioning Monica to come over and sit next to him, took the key from the box in her hand, shook it in front of Monica and said, "You have performed well during this period, this is a reward from me, the master."

Although it's nice to stay in Monica's small apartment, it's only for occasional stay. If Alan lives here for a long time, he will suffocate. He is not suitable for such a life.

Even an apartment like Monica's is better than what many ordinary people live in, but even so, Alan can't stand it. He is used to enjoying himself, and coming here is like experiencing life for him.

"Isn't your hometown in Umbria? This is a house I asked someone to buy for you in Perugia. After I leave, you can go take a look and decorate it however you want. It would be good if you can live closer to home. The transportation there is also very convenient."

Alan pressed the key into Monica's palm and explained to her what the key was with a smile.

"The house you gave me?"

Monica blinked, somewhat reluctantly.

It's not that she has no money, but that she doesn't have that much money. To be honest, the salary Allen gave her in the past was quite a lot, which was definitely enough to buy a house.

But as an actress, she often has to go out to film, and buying a house in one place is too expensive. She has to save money to buy clothes, jewelry, and go to different places for auditions.

So, Monica only bought her own car here and rented a house.

Now a man actually bought himself a house in the capital of his hometown.

At this moment, Monica didn't know how to describe her feelings.

happy?

Happy?

Or touched?

A little bit of both, but she couldn't say what exactly.

Allen looked at the sentimental Monica, pinched her chin, and said to her face, "Don't think too much. I just think you've been doing well recently. This is a reward from me. Clean up the house quickly. Next time I come over, don't let me live in this small house again."

He looked at Monica aggressively.

Monica blushed at the look in Alan's eyes.

After another week of tangle with Monica, Alan finally returned to Wales near the end of July.

This time, it was Hut who came to pick him up in person. Seeing Alan finally come back, Hut finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, you are finally back. Karl's report has been sent back, and I have also collected a lot of news and information."

"Is the situation over there so bad now?"

Alan knew what Hutt was talking about. Some time ago, an American destroyer openly drove to someone's doorstep.

But Iraq is very tough and doesn't want to pay any attention to the Americans.

People who have not experienced this era cannot even imagine the influence and relationships between countries.

America wasn't always so powerful.

Although it is already the mid-1990s, America?

Oh……

Now many people regard them as a joke.

Not to mention that most British people hate them, it can be said that people in many places now hate them.

Not only am I annoyed by their nouveau riche attitude, I also hate the way they like to stir up trouble but are too incompetent to afford it.

Let’s not talk about the faraway places, whether it’s North Korea or Vietnam.

Every time, America came forward with great vigor and confidence, only to return with bruises and bruises on its face.

It's like this every time.

How many years have passed since the Vietnam War?

America has extended its hand to the Middle East again.

The Iraqis, the little bully of the Middle East today, don't tolerate Americans. Why are you still trying to show off in front of me?

Come and give it a try!

While most people like to use historical records as a reference, and even many people's combat thinking is still based on the era of the Continental Army, tanks, and cannons, many things that have changed due to technology are quietly preparing to arrive.

Iraq's attitude is now extremely tough, with hundreds of thousands of troops deployed on the Kuwaiti border, preparing to deal a severe blow to Kuwait, the dog-rich country.

And where is Iraq?

It’s not too far from Italy, only a thousand kilometers away. If it were in China, it would only be a province away.

Even as Italy was still cheering for the World Cup, thousands of miles away, war clouds were already gathering.

Alan looked at the unchanging scenery outside the car window, slowly relaxed his body, and leaned back in the seat. There was a war over there, but he was not going to participate this time.

As for operating oil in the futures market, Allen gave up completely.

The target is too big.

His only connection with this incident was that he took advantage of the economic crisis two years ago to buy a small amount of shares in a steel company in the United States.

But it's just a little bit.

But after they finish fighting, we can take the opportunity to expand the market for our canned foods, instant noodles and the like.

at the moment……

Let's wait and see whether the valuation and conditions on Saizeriya's side have been negotiated, and then sign the contract to acquire Saizeriya and Bentley.

As for the rest, it’s none of his business!

"Coach Bobby Robson arranged the tactics properly and the players were able to execute them well. This World Cup trip achieved results that exceeded our expectations."

"I suggest that coach Bobby Robson be knighted as a reward."

Alan took the work report he had just finished writing, read all the details, and after making sure there were no omissions, he stamped his personal seal at the bottom.


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