Chapter 584: Investigating the Traitor

"What's going on?"

There was a loud bang and a newspaper fell heavily on the coffee table.

On both sides of the coffee table stood the furious Abramovich and the silent Granovskia.

Chelsea's CEO appears to be bossy in front of others, but in front of the Russians, she is like a docile little lamb. She dares not talk back even when her boss ridicules and scolds her.

"Why would something so secret appear on the front page of The Sun?"

Abramovich almost spit all over Granovskia's head and face.

What a good result this was, something we just conspired to plan yesterday!

First, the head coach couldn't even stay for one night and announced his resignation that night. Then early the next morning, the secret he had carefully planned was published on the front page of the Sun.

Damn it, who would believe you if you said there is no traitor?

"Boss..." Granovskia seemed very uneasy, "...I don't know either!"

Abramovich almost wanted to slap her in the face.

What do you mean you don’t know either?

What do you do as a CEO?

How dare you say such a big thing, and you don’t even know?

But fortunately, Abramovich still has some rationality and has not yet completely fallen into madness.

"So what do we do now?" Abramovich asked.

"I will immediately notify the reporters and hold a press conference to clarify this matter. In addition, I will immediately notify the legal department and file charges against Charlene Lahiri for slander and defamation!"

Granovskia does have some ability after all, and he can react quickly when encountering such things.

After hearing this, Abramovich's expression improved a little, but he was still very depressed.

"That's all, I'm afraid it's not enough?"

"Not enough?" Granovskia knew in his heart that it was not enough, but he didn't dare to say it.

Abramovich sighed, and his face looked even more depressed.

"Go, inform the team that we are playing away against Manchester United. No matter what, even if everyone has to fight to the death on the field, you have to do your best to beat Manchester United. I want to win, not lose!"

Abramovich spoke to the end with a ruthless look on his face, which made Granovskia see his ruthless side.

This is a big oligarch who is rampant in Russia!

"Also, tell the players you leaked the information to to keep their mouths shut!"

Granovskia nodded. She was not worried at all about this.

They are all professional players, and they all know the unspoken rules of the industry. They know what they can say and what they cannot say. Otherwise, even if they leave Chelsea, they will not be able to survive anywhere!

Abramovich sat down on the sofa very depressed and cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

He tried so hard to trick Yang Huan, but who could have thought that this bastard Yang Huan would react so quickly and reveal his cards right away, making him so embarrassed.

Now, no goal has been achieved, and the team coach Benítez has resigned. Now the team has to do everything possible to help Southampton defeat Manchester United.

I guess Yang Huan is secretly happy now!

However, this time Yang Huan’s bet was big enough!

Charlene Lahri!

When Abramovich thought of this name, the image of a stunning beauty who brought disaster to the country and the people emerged in his mind.

The crime of spreading rumors and slander can be either serious or minor. Yang Huan put Charlene Lahiri out there, simply to push her out to her death.

So cruel!

It's a pity that he usually prides himself on being a romantic, but now he doesn't have the slightest sympathy for women!

Thinking of this, Abramovich snorted coldly, full of disdain.

"Marina!"

"Boss!" Granovskia immediately lowered his head and moved forward.

"I have two things to do now, and you have to do them immediately!" Abramovich said solemnly.

"Please speak!"

"First, collect evidence and sue Charlene Lahiri for slander and defamation!"

Granovskia nodded. She had just proposed this suggestion.

"Second, find the traitor!"

"Find the traitor?" Granovskia was a little surprised.

Could it be that what Abramovich meant was that... this matter was leaked because there was a traitor?

"I absolutely don't believe that if no one leaked the news, how could such a secret thing be known by reporters?"

Logically speaking, Abramovich's inference is not unreasonable.

It was spread by word of mouth and only a few people knew about it, so how could it have been leaked?

Although Benítez resigned in anger, given his familiarity with the industry, it is impossible for him to leak the information.

If he wanted to leak the secret, he probably wouldn't have resigned!

Could it be the players?

"Who approached journalists privately yesterday?" Abramovich asked.

Granovskia wasn't very clear either, but she immediately called the training base to find out the situation.

After all, there are surveillance cameras everywhere in the training base.

The investigation actually revealed a suspect, but this person was unlikely!

"Boss, the security guard at the gate said that Oscar accepted an interview with a reporter at the gate after training yesterday evening. I heard that he even let the reporter get in his car afterwards."

"It's him, it must be him!" Abramovich immediately flew into a rage.

Oscar, the talented midfielder whom he had high hopes for, actually did such a thing!

I can tolerate my uncle but I can’t tolerate my aunt!

As a boss, what Abramovich can't tolerate the most is betrayal!

"But he may not know!" Oscar was not among the people that Granovskia informed.

"Then tell me, who else is there besides him?" Abramovich roared.

Granovskia was afraid to say anything more.

She knew that the boss was very angry and couldn't wait to find someone to vent his anger on.

As for whether it will be Oscar, who knows?

If the boss says you are, then you are not either!

Come to think of it, Oscar may not be the leaker.

The Brazilian midfielder has performed very well in recent games, especially in the last two rounds of the Premier League, where he scored goals and performed quite eye-catchingly. Naturally, the media and reporters are flocking to him.

A reporter he knew was waiting for him at the door, inviting him to dinner and interviewing him. Isn't that normal?

But at this time, he became a major suspect!

Granovskia was also helpless about this.

"Go, send him to the second team, inform his agent, and tell him to get out!"

Abramovich's statement is not negotiable.

This is also his usual way of treating traitors, that is, without mercy!

Even listening to the explanation seems so redundant!

Granovskia opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately held back.

Anyway, I'm just an employee. As long as the boss is happy, why should I meddle in other people's business?

The more you talk and the more you do, the more mistakes you make!

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"Charlene, are you okay?"

In the studio at the BBC headquarters, Barbara Slater came over, handed a bottle of mineral water to Charlene Lahiri, and asked with concern.

The latter was sitting in an office chair. Her beautiful face no longer had the rosy glow of the past and looked a little pale, which added a bit of strange morbid beauty to it. However, her eyes were somewhat dazed.

But after hearing Barbara Slater's concern, she looked very strong and shook her head, forcing a smile, and said lightly, "It's okay!"

"Are you really okay?" Barbara Slater was still worried.

Charlene Lahiri just shook her head and smiled, and said nothing more.

There's already a lot of commotion outside!

Yesterday, Chelsea held a press conference at Stamford Bridge to solemnly clarify the so-called match-fixing incident, believing that it was an ugly act of malicious slander and defamation by some unscrupulous media and journalists, and that they would file a lawsuit.

In fact, the ubiquitous reporters soon got the news that Chelsea had indeed filed a complaint with the court, arguing that Charlene Lahiri's remarks on her WeChat had seriously affected Chelsea's image and damaged Chelsea's interests.

In the UK and Europe, slander is a serious crime. If it really happens, Charlene Lahiri's life will be over!

As the saying goes, "Fame brings trouble." Charlene Lahiri has risen so fast in the past few years and has become the number one journalist in the UK. Now she has been sued. For a while, some people are taking advantage of her, some people are deeply sorry for her, and some people are standing up for her.

Barbara Slater looked at the twenty-year-old girl in front of her. She was the one who brought Charlene Lahiri to the BBC. In the past three years, she had witnessed how Charlene Lahiri transformed from an ordinary reporter into a national idol in the UK.

But now, she felt, she might well have to watch Charlene Lahiri’s status as Britain’s number one journalist crumble before her own eyes.

In recent years, hasn't the media been constantly cycling between creating and destroying gods and digging up news materials?

"You're so silly!" Barbara Slater sighed, sitting down next to Charlene Lahiri.

"Is it necessary to do this for him?"

Charlene Lahiri glanced at Barbara Slater, who had an expression that said, "I've seen through your thoughts." She couldn't help but smile gently and shook her head, as if to say, "You don't understand!"

"Did he call you?"

Charlene Lahiri was slightly stunned and shook her head, thinking in her heart, yes, why didn't he even call me?

"Such a big thing happened, and you sacrificed so much for him, but in the end, he didn't say a word for you, and didn't even show the slightest concern. What do you think..."

Barbara Slater looked at Charlene Lahiri and felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart.

"Tell me, why are you doing all this?"

Charlene Lahiri is asking herself the same question.

Yeah, what am I doing this for?

But soon, her heart became firm again.

I am just doing it simply, because of him, that's all!

If it weren't for him, I would probably not be in this world!

Without him, how would I have the status and career I have today?

Without Him...

He gave me everything!

For him, what does it matter even if all this is gone?

Charlene Lahri suddenly had the courage to face it. She exhaled deeply and stood up.

This sudden action scared Barbara Slater.

She thought Charlene Lahiri was upset.

But to her surprise, Charlene Lahiri smiled slightly, and the whole person seemed to become relaxed.

"Come on, Barbara, let's go eat. It's my treat!"

Eat? Treat?

It's strange that Barbara Slater is so happy about being sued for slander.

You're even treating us to a meal?

My dear Miss Lahiri, do you think this is April Fool's Day?

Are you planning to celebrate?

"Come on, I'm going to change my clothes, and we'll meet in the parking lot!"

Around the corner in the distance, Charlene Lahiri’s voice was heard!

Barbara Slater smiled wryly.

"Eat it if you want, who's afraid of who!" r1148