Old Chen has not given up on football!
Li Shiguang didn't have to wait long, only about two or three seconds, before Lao Chen's voice rang out on the phone again, but this time it was more serious than before.
"Xiao Li, are you thinking of selling shares again? Tell me more about it."
"Hehe." Li Shiguang chuckled. "Uncle Chen, I'm not selling my shares. Someone else is the one who wants to sell."
"who?"
"Liverpool's owner, David Moores..."
Old Chen didn't know Morse.
But Liverpool is a team that anyone who watches football can't possibly not know!
When he heard that Liverpool wanted to sell its shares, Old Chen's anger was completely ignited!
This is Liverpool, after all.
Champions League winners, a century-old powerhouse.
If I could really take it over, wouldn't it be better than acquiring a small portion of Leeds United's shares back then?
Then, a look of surprise appeared on Old Chen's face, and he asked incredulously, "Really!? You mean Liverpool in the English Premier League!? They really want to sell!?"
“Of course, is there another team in the world called Liverpool?!” Li Shiguang corrected Lao Chen’s statement with a smile. “Three hours ago, I just came out of Morse’s office. He did want to sell a portion of Liverpool’s shares.”
Old Chen frowned, looking slightly disheartened: "Only a part?"
Li Shiguang immediately noticed the change in Old Chen's tone: "Yes, he wants to bring in external investment, but he doesn't want to give up control of Liverpool. But I think this is actually the best approach for Uncle Chen!"
Seeing that Li Shiguang had a different opinion, Old Chen became interested and quickly asked, "Oh? Why do you think that?"
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