Chapter 186 Abu's Bonus Strategy

This game that seemed to have a huge gap in strength finally ended. The players all walked towards the locker room, and the two head coaches also walked to the player tunnel at the same time and shook hands symbolically in front of the cameras of many media.

At this moment, Mourinho's face was full of smiles.

When he was coaching Porto, the media had a lot of comments on his 1:0 tactics, but Mourinho insisted that 1:0 and 10:0 had the same result, so he always insisted on his coaching philosophy and led the team to win the treble. However, who would object if the team could score a few more goals while ensuring victory?

In this game, Wang Li's performance was extremely outstanding. Among the five goals scored by Chelsea, two were scored by Wang Li, and Drogba's goal was also closely related to him. Such a Chelsea debut was really perfect!

Just look at the fans' performance and you will know that they are absolutely 100% satisfied with Wang Li's performance. Now that the game is over, there are still many Chelsea fans who are taking the risk to gather at the entrance of the stadium, shouting Wang Li's name and cheering for the team's victory.

In the player tunnel, Wang Li, who was in a good mood, also accepted an interview with a reporter from the Daily Telegraph.

"Chelsea won a big victory in the first round, and you scored two goals in the game. How do you feel now? Are you very excited?" asked a reporter from the Daily Telegraph.

Wang Li stood there, waved to his teammates passing by, then turned around and said, "Before the game, Mr. Mourinho made sufficient preparations, and the team trained very seriously. The game started very well and we scored the first goal. Maybe when we were ahead in the score, the team's mentality might have been a little better, and the opponent might have been a little impatient when they were behind, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to score so many goals."

"For the first goal, how did you think of shooting from such a long distance?" The reporter was obviously more interested in this aspect. Even though the official statistics of the FA have not yet come out, that goal will definitely become the best goal of this round.

Wang Li brushed his hair and said, "It's nothing. After I stole the ball, I saw the opponent's goalkeeper putting on gloves, so I suddenly wanted to give it a try. I didn't expect it to succeed. I can only say that my luck is pretty good. If I were to repeat that goal, I wouldn't be able to guarantee that the ball would fly into the goal frame. After all, it's too far!"

"According to statistics, your shooting success rate is very high, and your average goal rate is also frighteningly high. Do you have the confidence to maintain this data at Chelsea?"

Wang Li smiled and said, "I can only say that I will try my best."

"So, what is Chelsea's goal this year?" the reporter suddenly changed the subject and asked.

Mourinho is now in a cold war with reporters. It is too difficult to get any news from the Portuguese, so the media turned their attention to these players. Although what they said cannot fully represent the Chelsea club, it is still a highlight anyway.

After hearing this question, Wang Li was stunned, then waved his hand indifferently, "Of course it's the championship. At least I joined Chelsea to win all the championships!!"

"So how many championships do you think Chelsea can win this year?" After hearing Wang Li's answer, the reporter's eyes lit up and he immediately asked.

"Of course I hope to win all the championships. I think everyone thinks so." Wang Li said as a matter of course.

"So, do you think Chelsea will win many titles this season?"

Wang Li smiled and ignored the reporter's difficult questions. Instead, he pointed at himself and said seriously, "I will work hard to help the team and get all the honors. As for the result of this season? I'm not a fortune teller..."

Seeing Wang Li's expression, the reporter stopped nagging about the topic. It was definitely unwise to offend a popular star just to get an answer he couldn't get. "I wish you good results in the new season. The whole of England is watching your performance now!"

"Thanks."

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After Wang Li finished the interview with the reporter, he went directly to receive the champagne awarded as the best player of the game, and then returned to the locker room.

At this time, the locker room was already in chaos, with teammates playing and celebrating the big win. When Wang Li walked into the room, a group of teammates were sitting around Bridge, listening to him bragging about the last goal. As a defender, it was not easy to score a goal in the game, and with this opportunity, Bridge would definitely show off.

"When I saw Joe dribbling the ball to the end line, I felt that my chance had come!" Bridge said seriously, "When the ball flew into the penalty area and Ricardo headed the ball, I could almost see the path of the ball completely! Then, I knew..."

"What do you know?" Thomas seemed very supportive and asked expectantly.

"I knew it, my chance to score is here!!" Bridge said affirmatively, tapping the table with his hands.

"You mean to say that you knew Ricardo's header would hit the goal frame?"

Bridget seemed to realize that there was a loophole in his words. "...I mean...yes, it was only after the ball bounced off the goal frame that I realized there was a chance to score! Yeah, that's it!"

As soon as Bridget finished speaking, he looked around and found that his teammates were all staring at him and laughing. He suddenly had a bad premonition. Before he could react, he felt something cold pouring on his head...

It turned out that Wang Li saw that Bridget was talking excitedly, so he opened the champagne and poured it directly on Bridget's hair! !

"Hahaha, Wayne, congratulations on your goal!" Wang Li said with a smile while lying down.

"Oh my god, Alan, my image!!"

Bridget reacted, left the spot immediately, snatched the half-remaining bottle of champagne from Wang Li, and then the locker room was in chaos again.

After his teammates celebrated with fun, Wang Li clearly felt that the atmosphere in the team was much better. At least he felt much closer to all the unfamiliar teammates, such as Carvalho, Terry, Robben and so on.

However, there are gains and losses. Wang Li was sensitive to the fact that Mutu and Gudjansen's smiles were a little unnatural. Wang Li thought about it and understood their thoughts.

As Wang Li's competitors, they can only play as substitutes this season. Judging from Wang Li's performance in the last two games, he will definitely be Chelsea's absolute main force. This is definitely not good news for the two of them.

In fact, Gudjohnsen played 26 times for Chelsea last season and scored 6 goals, while Mutu joined Chelsea last season and scored 6 goals in 25 games. The performances of both of them were mediocre. Even without Wang Li's joining, they had already been identified by Mourinho as supplements to the forward line.

Wang Li didn't care about this. Competition was everywhere. As long as he could perform stably, their ideas had nothing to do with him. Besides, he had good interpersonal relationships in the club and he was not short of one or two friends.

At this moment, the door of the locker room suddenly opened. Wang Li turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, holding a large suitcase, standing in front of the door. After seeing him, almost everyone in the locker room stopped what they were doing at the same time, because this middle-aged man was the club chairman, Abramovich! !

"Boys, I am very satisfied with your performance today. This is the winning bonus I prepared for you!" It seemed that the chairman was very happy today. He put the briefcase on a table in the middle of the locker room. After opening it, there were stacks of pounds inside. "Five hundred thousand pounds. If you can win the next league game, I will increase the bonus by one hundred thousand, and so on, until the team stops winning."

"He is indeed a rich man!" After hearing Abramovich's words, all the players sighed in unison. According to Abramovich's theory, if Chelsea wins more than ten games in a row, the prize money for one game will increase to about two million pounds...

This is really a big deal!

However, no one would complain about having too much money. After a big victory, everyone got tens of thousands of pounds in bonus. This is really double happiness. You know, even Lampard, who has the highest salary in the team, has a weekly salary of 110,000 pounds. Moreover, according to Abramovich's bonus theory, if the team can keep winning, the bonus will even be higher than the salary.

After receiving the bonus, the players were even more excited and had a good impression of this Russian tycoon who had always had a bad reputation. "At least he is generous, isn't he?"

"Are you used to living in that house?" Before leaving, Abu turned around and said to Wang Li in a friendly manner.

“Very nice, great environment.”

"That's good. If you're not used to it, just tell me. By the way, you don't seem to have a driver's license yet. Go get one, young man. I have a car for you!"

Wang Li was stunned for a moment before he reacted and said awkwardly, "Thank you!" Indeed, after he came to this world, he never thought about driving. He usually took a taxi, and most of the time, in order to maintain his condition, he ran directly to the club...

The car given by this Russian tycoon must be a good one. For this reason, he should put learning how to drive on his agenda.

After Abu left, his teammates all looked at Wang Li with envy. To be praised by that Russian sucker, this must be very lucrative...

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While the players were celebrating their victory in the locker room, Chelsea's head coach Mourinho had already arrived at the press conference.

The English Football Association stipulates that unless there are special circumstances, the head coach must attend the post-match press conference. Therefore, even if Mourinho does not want to face these annoying reporters for the sake of "his own face issues", he has to attend this boring press conference.

As soon as Mourinho sat down, a reporter from The Sun immediately asked in a flattering manner, "Mr. Mourinho, what do you think of this game? Was all this as you expected?" He was very smart and knew that if he asked some difficult questions, this madman who was in a cold war with the reporter would not answer at all.

After hearing the question, Mourinho smiled appreciatively at the reporter, "I expected to win this game, but I didn't expect it to be such a big win. I originally wanted to change a few tactics during the game to see the effect, but in this case, in order to let the players play more smoothly, I gave up. Chelsea should have won because it is difficult for Birmingham's offensive ability to break Chelsea's defense."

Mourinho's words were indeed arrogant. He meant that this game was just a training session for Chelsea. However, the reporter did not pursue the question, but asked: "So, you mean that Chelsea can do better in defense?"

Mourinho said confidently: "Yes, I am very confident in the team's defense. In the entire Premier League, no team can do better than Chelsea in defense."

"So, are you satisfied with the performance of our young player Alan Wang? In this game, he played as a right winger, but when he was in Wolverhampton or the England national team, he always played as a shadow striker." A Guardian reporter asked professionally.

Mourinho smiled slightly, "I am very satisfied. As for what position this player is suitable for, you can see it by looking at the score. I think he did a good job as a right winger. He scored two goals in this game. Isn't this a good result?"

"Well, yes, I believe your tactical philosophy will definitely find the most suitable position for Alan. So, can you tell me what Chelsea's goal is this year?"

Mourinho was very satisfied with the attitude of these reporters. This was exactly the effect he wanted, to change the attitude of these reporters from being difficult to flattering. This was his goal, so when he saw this situation, he smiled even more. "Champion, champion of everything!" he answered with certainty.

"From this game, we can see that Chelsea can score five goals against Birmingham. With this kind of strength, it is indeed very likely that Chelsea will win the league title this year. But what do you think of the Champions League? Is the St. Bledsoe Cup also Chelsea's goal?"

"Of course, we will do everything we can to win all the titles!"

At this time, a Birmingham reporter finally couldn't stand this kind of flattering question and answer anymore. He stood up and asked, "Mr. Mourinho, what do you think of the Birmingham team? Don't you think there is some luck involved in the big victory in this game?"

After hearing his words, Mourinho stood up and walked towards the door, leaving only one sentence: "The score has proved everything!"

After Mourinho walked out of the door, the reporter started to be complained by his colleagues. It was obvious that this reporter was a rookie and did not understand the character of this Portuguese man at all.

Facing this madman, impulsive, you can't get any valuable news at all!!

At this time, Bruce, who had been looking gloomy all the time, was finally discovered by the reporters. But unfortunately, after fully appreciating the "performance" of Mourinho and the reporters, how could he be in the mood to accept interviews from these hypocritical reporters?