Chapter 213 Murder Case Caused by Household Registration Book

"BBC TV, fuck me!"

In the head coach's office at Carrington Training Base in west Manchester, Ferguson was furious and threw the remote control at the TV.

There was a bang, and countless spider-web-like cracks appeared on the TV screen.

Broken!

"Ban it, ban it for me. From now on, any Manchester United player who dares to accept an interview with the BBC will be banned! I don't want the BBC to get even a little bit of news about us!"

When the Scottish old man gets angry, his face turns terribly red, as if he is about to have high blood pressure.

This also made his younger brother who was sitting next to him worried.

I wanted to let him take a break from his anger, but I didn't want to block the typhoon at this time.

There's nothing we can do but let him get angry and hope his blood vessels don't burst.

Ferguson also has a bad temper, but his temper comes and goes quickly.

After half an hour, his temper subsided.

"Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but don't you often say that you don't care about winning or losing anymore?" Martin Ferguson shook his head.

At first glance, the two brothers look quite similar, except that the younger brother Martin Ferguson is younger and wears glasses all year round.

Ferguson wears it occasionally, but Martin Ferguson is at a loss if he doesn't wear it.

"We can lose to anyone but not to that damn Southampton!" Ferguson's anger, which had just subsided, flared up again.

"Didn't you see what those bastards said about me on BBC last night!"

"Fuck it, they're pointing at my nose and scolding me. I've never been treated like this in my life!"

As he spoke, he was shaking with anger.

"Alright, alright, brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but the BBC and us have never been on good terms. Now that we lost the game, it's normal for them to take advantage of our misfortune. Why do you have nothing to do but watch their show?"

Martin Ferguson almost said, aren't you asking for trouble?

Ferguson had no objection to this.

It's interesting to talk about this guy. He knew that the BBC would definitely take advantage of his misfortune, but for some reason, he just wanted to see what they would say. In the end, he couldn't sleep all night and was furious.

"I asked you to contact Chamberlain before. How did you do?" Ferguson asked, suppressing his temper.

Martin Ferguson curled his lips. "I have met with his agent several times. They are not opposed to joining Manchester United, but they don't want to offend Southampton. Moreover, Arsenal, Liverpool, Manchester City, Chelsea and Tottenham Hotspur are all eyeing this kid."

"Chelsea and Tottenham Hotspur have also joined?" Ferguson was a little surprised.

Tottenham Hotspur is fine, but why is Chelsea joining in the fun?

"I heard so." Martin Ferguson was not very sure.

"In fact, we all know that Chamberlain is quite strong among his peers and has good skills, but that is only compared to local English players. Now the media outside are hyping it up and saying all kinds of things."

At this point, Martin Ferguson sneered, "Now there are people who are spreading the news that Southampton will not listen to offers below 20 million pounds!"

Finally, he couldn't help but swear.

The more he looked at the transfer market these days, the more confused he became.

Manchester United has always pursued cost-effectiveness in transfers over the years.

But in the past two years, with the big investments of Real Madrid and Manchester City, the transfer market bubble has become too obvious.

This transfer strategy directly leads to Manchester United's difficulty in making any gains in the transfer market.

Think about it, even a guy like Chamberlain is worth over 20 million pounds, is that reasonable?

"Besides Chamberlain, are there any others?"

"Yes!" Martin Ferguson nodded. "I heard that both Barcelona and Real Madrid want to sign Neymar, but I heard that Southampton intends to keep Neymar. Yang Huan even talked to Neymar before the final."

Ferguson looked embarrassed.

When it comes to transfers and signings, the most feared thing is encountering an opponent that has plenty of money.

It simply makes it impossible for you to start.

"Brother, is Chamberlain really that good?" Martin Ferguson has always been curious about this.

Ferguson shook his head. “Who knows?”

Now Martin Ferguson was a little dumbfounded.

"Many people introduce local players, mainly to catch up with the upcoming registration quota. If there are not enough local players, they have to buy them in. Moreover, young players like Chamberlain, who are young but have shown certain strength and talent, are naturally more favored."

This is why English players are more expensive.

Looking at the competition for local players in the transfer market, every single scene is a bloodbath caused by the household registration books!

"So what do we do?" asked Martin Ferguson.

"Smash it!" Ferguson's eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

"Go all out to get Chamberlain. I want to see Southampton fall apart this summer!"

"What if it fails?" Martin Ferguson asked again.

There's always a plan B for everything.

"Then choose Watford's young player, Ashley Young!" Ferguson was already prepared.

"Understood!"

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Don Blaustein has been laughing since last night.

Smiling happily and foolishly.

Last night, he received an invitation from Southampton and sat in the stands of Wembley Stadium, witnessing with his own eyes that Southampton, sponsored by Heineken, reversed Manchester United, sponsored by Budweiser, 2-1 and won the FA Cup.

This made him feel proud.

At the same time, Greg, the head of Budweiser's British branch, was so angry that he vomited blood.

Even the CEO of the Dutch parent company called personally to express his concern about the matter.

He also praised the sponsorship contract he had previously finalized with Southampton for next season.

This excited him.

Being praised by the CEO not only means that his position is secure, but also that he has a chance of getting a promotion and a pay raise.

Unfortunately, at last night's celebration party, he never found a chance to have a good talk with Yang Huan or Sun Yue, Southampton's marketing director.

Since Heineken signed Psy and launched a new marketing model, over the past six months or so, beer brands around the world have experienced declining performance, but Heineken is the only one that has bucked the trend and seen its performance rise.

Even if the performance improvement is small, it is already very, very difficult.

The peak season for beer sales is about to begin, and the head office will continue to increase its advertising investment.

Having tasted the sweetness, the cooperation with Yang Huan’s Miracle Entertainment and Southampton has become even more important.

But when Don Blaustein walked into the office at St. Mary's Stadium in Southampton, he was stunned.

There are people everywhere here.

"Excuse me, how much is the sponsorship fee for Southampton's stadium advertising space next season?"

“Are you, Southampton, looking for a partner for electronic ticket sales?”

"Excuse me, how much is the licensing fee for Southampton's team logo and star portraits?"

“I hope to be able to sponsor you Southampton!”

Don Blaustein stared blankly at everything he saw.

These people were like crazy, surrounding the busy receptionist behind the desk and asking questions.

But the receptionist was too busy.

"I don't know, I really don't know, please don't ask me!"

"Our boss, Mr. Nicola Cortes, and Mr. Sun Yue haven't come back yet. I don't know anything yet, ok?"

Outside the crowd, Don Blaustein shrugged helplessly after hearing the answer.

It seems that the young master Huan who likes to leave at any time is really not here.

Then we can only wait!

Alternatively, it would be a good idea to go and watch Southampton's championship celebration parade first.

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"Wow, it's crazy, it's all crazy!"

Two buses were speeding on the highway from London to Southampton. From the luxury bus that was trailing behind, a black teenager's cheering laughter was heard.

"Everyone, listen carefully!"

The black teenager was standing in the middle of the aisle of the bus, holding a stack of newspapers in his hands.

"The Sun's front page headline, Great Saint!"

After saying that, he showed the newspaper to the other people on the bus.

The cover shows Southampton winning the title at Wembley Stadium last night.

Head coach Bielsa was thrown high into the air by the players.

"We are the ones I'm talking about!"

He poked at the training suit with the Southampton logo printed on his chest, looking very proud.

"Also, look at this, the front page headline of The Times: The Red Devils' dream of winning the treble is shattered, while the Saints rise up and create a miracle!"

The black boy showed everyone the cover of the newspaper, which was the scene of the team receiving the championship trophy in the royal box. The colorful papers all over the sky, even the silent text and pictures, made people feel excited.

The bus was filled with a group of teenagers around fifteen, sixteen or seventeen years old, and at this moment everyone was attracted by the black boy.

Everyone leaned out of their seats and looked at the newspaper in his hand.

"Look at this again, the front page of the Guardian, the FA Cup, a new chapter in the Saints legend!"

The black boy read from each newspaper.

The Daily Mail, the Daily Telegraph, the Southern Echo, and even the Independent, which has a serious disagreement with Southampton, reported last night's FA Cup final on their front pages.

"Paul, let me see a copy."

"Don't just look at it yourself, Paul, give me some!"

"Let me take a look too."

Paul Pogba immediately distributed all the newspapers in his hand.

Anyway, he got it from the team leader Le Tissier in the morning.

There is no doubt that Southampton's 2-1 reversal against Manchester United and winning the second English national championship trophy in the club's history won praise from all the media and fans.

It also made the Southampton young players excited and passionate.

“It’s so enjoyable, so enjoyable!”

"It goes without saying that the game last night was brutal. Our momentum at the crucial moment was so impressive that it brought me to my knees!"

"Too majestic and domineering, completely different from before!"

"I think what the Guardian said is right. This is a new chapter in the legend, a beginning!"

"I have a feeling that we will be even stronger next season!"

"That's for sure. Didn't Master Huan say that? We will continue to recruit more players this summer!"

"Yes, we will play in the Championship next season and the Premier League the season after that!"

"Thinking about the Premier League, I'm a little excited!"

"Still recruiting? Then we have no chance, right?"

"Bullshit!" Paul Pogba stood up again.

"Who says we have no chance if we bring in strong players? The stronger the players we bring in, the better it will be for us. As long as we have the strength, why should we be afraid of not having a chance?"

Pogba's words immediately made many young people on the bus nod their heads involuntarily.

But some people are confused and hold different opinions.

"You are so confident in the team, aren't you worried about not playing well in the Championship next season?"

One of the dark-skinned guys with a buzz cut and a big round head sitting in the back seat of the bus asked.

This question immediately made everyone in the bus look back.

Under normal circumstances, if anyone doubted Southampton, this group of young people from Southampton would definitely fight back.

But when they saw these people, the Southampton young players all laughed.

"Hey, this guy has a point."

"It does make some sense, but it's all nonsense!"

"He doesn't understand Southampton at all, so he said that."

"Don't blame him, he's not even a Southampton player yet."

There was a burst of joking on the bus, which made the young boy, who still looked very young, lower his head shyly.

Perhaps because of his dark skin, you can't tell that he is blushing.

But soon, he raised his head again, "Did I say something wrong? Don't you think you are overconfident?"

You know what, this kid is quite stubborn.

Everyone in the bus was stunned, but soon burst into laughter.

Only a few players in the back row were as doubtful as the immature dark-skinned boy.

Southampton is very strong in the English League One and even in the FA Cup, but the question is, who can guarantee that they will still be so strong in the Championship or even the Premier League?

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