Chapter 941 Everything is under control!

The scorching sun burned the surface of the Persian Gulf recklessly.

A yacht was anchored on the sea surface about ten nautical miles east of Crescent Bay, rising and falling with the sea.

The captain was a middle-aged man in his forties. You could tell at a glance that he was from the Middle East Arab region. He had been running on the sea for many years and was very tanned, but he always had a smiling face, giving people a very friendly feeling.

On the fishing deck of the yacht, there was a beach chair under the sunshade, and at this moment, a fat man was lying on the chair.

He was wearing short beach pants, a baggy T-shirt, and a cap covering his face, as if he was sleeping.

There was a fishing rod lying in front of the beach chair. The hook had been lowered and it would shake from time to time, but the fat man didn't move at all, as if he wasn't fishing at all, but just here to take a nap.

Every time he heard the noise, the Middle Eastern captain opened his mouth, but finally held back.

He has been with the fat man for almost two weeks. He does this every day, sometimes he goes out to sea for a whole day.

There was a lot of fish in the area and it was easy to catch fish, but he was very strange. He let go of the small ones and only took the big ones home.

The interesting thing is that he could catch a big one every day. Every time he caught one, he would laugh for a long time, and then he would pat his butt and go back as if he had accomplished a task.

The middle-aged captain didn't know his name, let alone his background. He just vaguely heard his superior say that he was a famous European football coach, who seemed to be a friend of Master Yang Huan, the boss of Yueya Bay, so his superiors paid great attention to him.

But he was very confused. Are all famous people such freaks?

So much so that even now, every time the middle-aged captain sent him to a destination, he simply ignored him and squatted in the cockpit, secretly chatting with his family on WeChat. Only when he occasionally heard something, he would pop his head out to take a look.

After all, he was also worried that if the fat man accidentally fell into the sea while sleeping, he would be in trouble.

Just as the middle-aged captain raised his head and looked at the sun that was about to scorch him, he couldn't help yawning, and was considering whether to take a nap, when the fishing rod clanged again.

";Oh, another fish is caught so soon?";

The fat man lying on the beach chair heard the noise and sat up, as if he was very dissatisfied that a fish had been caught.

He stood up, stretched his waist, and revealed his face in the sunlight.

If you are familiar with European football, you will definitely be able to recognize him at a glance.

Carol Ancelotti!

He was fired from Real Madrid half a month ago and has disappeared from the European football scene ever since. No one knows where he went.

But in recent days, football journalists all over Europe and even the world have been searching for him.

The reason is simple, because Southampton announced three days ago that he will officially become the new coach of the Saints!

But if there were any fans on the sea at this time, they would be shocked, because they would find that Ancelotti, the famous coach in the eyes of the world, was clumsily pulling the fishing rod, with a surprised look on his face.

";Wow, it seems to be quite big. We can have something to eat tonight. Hehe, should we steam it? Or braise it? Well, we should stew the fish head with it, it will be delicious!";

This is just like a typical foodie!

Ancelotti held the fishing rod tightly, and the fish on the hook was really exciting.

";Hey, the stronger it is, the more enjoyable it tastes!";

Ancelotti smiled on his chubby face, but he slowly tightened the fishing rod in circles.

The whole fishing rod was pulled so hard that it almost seemed to break, but the quality was indeed good.

Not long after, a fresh, jumping perch was pulled out of the sea.

"Wow, it's so big!" The middle-aged captain was shocked when he saw it.

Ancelotti turned around and smiled, "You don't have to come over to help, this fish is mine, we'll have something to eat tonight."

After saying that, the fat man muttered to himself, ";Fish head stewed, half of the fish body steamed, half braised, a whole fish feast, great!";

The middle-aged captain curled his lips and asked, "Did I say I would help?"

But he was blinking and licking with his tongue. I wonder how good this fat guy is at cooking?

After a while of struggling, a bass finally got on the boat.

Even though it has left the water, it is still alive and kicking.

Ancelotti was not in a hurry, he just watched slowly from the sidelines, smiling and waiting for it, until he slowly lost his strength.

The fish must be annoyed too. Nimei, just eat it and you can have it. Anyway, I’m in your hands, so I accept my fate as your fish master!

Seeing that the fish had stopped struggling, Ancelotti laughed and said, "That's good!"

As he said this, he unhooked it and put it in the bag. He weighed it and it weighed five kilograms.

No wonder it’s so exciting!

"Master, go home!" Ancelotti shouted with a smile.

The middle-aged captain was used to it. This guy did this every day, but he caught a big fish today.

The yacht started up and slowly sailed towards Crescent Bay.

The fat guy was in a good mood and even hummed a song at the bow.

Crescent Bay is located east of Doha Port. It is a crescent-shaped island. It was bought by the Chinese in the past two or three years and turned into a leisure resort. It just opened half a year ago and is doing quite well, as can be seen from the densely packed yachts parked at the dock.

This is still the case. The ship must stop at Doha Port and then transfer to a yacht to Crescent Bay. Otherwise, it will probably be even more crowded.

There is no other way. Crescent Bay has only two ways to communicate with the outside world: helicopter and boat.

The yacht sailed into the special dock of Crescent Bay. As soon as it docked, the fat man happily carried the bag of fish, said goodbye and thank you, and jumped off the boat happily.

The middle-aged captain was left complaining in his heart, "Ni Mei, don't you know how to give me some points?"

Ancelotti carried the catch and headed towards his holiday villa excitedly.

As early as a few months ago, when he was sure that he would be fired from Real Madrid, he received an invitation from Southampton. After that, he met with Mr. Huan and learned that the Saints only considered letting him take charge for one year.

But for him, this was enough.

You know, the Saints are the strongest team in Europe right now, bar none.

More importantly, behind the team's strong strength lies their unique tactical system and their efficient and modern management system, which are irresistible temptations for any head coach.

Therefore, Ancelotti agreed without hesitation.

When talking to Master Huan, Ancelotti mentioned that he wanted to go on vacation, and Yang Huan suggested that he go to the Middle East, and promised to provide food, accommodation and entertainment, which was simply great for Ancelotti, a foodie.

So, the day after he stepped down as Real Madrid coach, he came to the Middle East.

Although it's a bit hot here, it's really a resort.

Most importantly, there are no reporters to bother him.

etc……

When Ancelotti reached the holiday villa area, he suddenly stopped and looked ahead in surprise.

What's happening?

It turned out that more than a dozen reporters appeared in front of his holiday villa.

What? How do you know they are journalists?

Ancelotti is not a fool. Looking at the cameras in their hands and the equipment on their shoulders, he knew at a glance that they were paparazzi.

How did they find it?

Ancelotti wanted to turn around and hide immediately.

Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed reporter saw him at first sight.

";Oh, it's him, there!";

";Look, it's really Ancelotti, he's really here!";

";Oh my god, hurry up, keep up!";

A group of reporters rushed over like wolves and tigers, and immediately stopped the fat, immobile Ancelotti.

Ancelotti was depressed.

Damn it, when I was playing football before, I was the one who intercepted others, but now that I'm old, I'm being intercepted by a group of reporters. It's really fucked up.

";Hello, Carol, I'm a reporter from The Sun.";

";Hello, I'm from Gazzetta dello Sport.";

";I'm from the Guardian.";

";I'm from Marca.";

"Hey, hello, hello!" Ancelotti had to force a smile.

";Carol, what brings you here on vacation?";

Ancelotti was still laughing, "How did you find this place?"

";Oh, didn't you ask someone to take a picture of you sleeping and post it on WeChat? We followed the clues and found you.";

As he spoke, the reporter from The Sun took out his cell phone and found the WeChat message.

Ancelotti took one look and immediately realized what was going on.

I must have been photographed by that bastard captain while I was sleeping. I don't know who he sent the photo to, and it was passed around until it got to the reporter.

Nimi, if you want to take the photo, take a good photo for me, okay?

Could you at least use Meitu Xiuxiu to edit it so that I don't have such thick leg hair?

After being tormented by you like this, how can I maintain my dignity as a world-famous coach?

However, these were just his secret complaints. In front of the reporters, Ancelotti put on an attitude of accepting his fate and said, "You can ask me."

";Carroll, according to our investigation, this should belong to Southampton's owner Yang Huan's property. So, you have decided to coach Southampton?";

"Well, haven't they already announced it?" Ancelotti asked.

Could it be possible that the saints would make such a mistake? Could they use some brains?

";Uh... Hey, by the way, Carol, many readers are interested and want to know whether you will be fired from Real Madrid first or accept the invitation from Saints first?";

The internet was in uproar over this matter.

"First, I'll be fired from Real Madrid!" Ancelotti replied, cursing in his heart, "At least I still have professional ethics, okay?"

";Carol, let me ask you again, there are so many teams that are interested in you, why did you choose Southampton?";

Ancelotti thought about it this time, "First of all, I chose Southampton because of their sincerity, and the team's planning attracted me, and I really appreciate the Saints' technical and tactical style."

"But, Carroll, Southampton has just reached its peak under Bielsa's coaching. Aren't you worried that if the results are not satisfactory after you take over, it will cause dissatisfaction among the fans?" the reporter asked.

Ancelotti thought about it and shook his head, "I have considered all of what you said.

However, I still hope to challenge myself. As I said, the management of Southampton has made full plans and preparations for these.

";In addition, I must point out here that Southampton has not yet reached its peak. This team still has considerable potential to be tapped, and I am confident that I can fully tap the potential of this team!";

Everyone was shocked when they heard Ancelotti's words.

The Saints have already achieved so much, but they haven't reached their peak yet? Are there still potentials to be tapped?

Are you sure you're not kidding?

";Then let me ask you, Carroll, there is a lot of buzz about the Saints' summer signings, but you are on vacation now. Many fans are worried about whether this will affect the team's transfer operations?";

After hearing this, Ancelotti smiled again and said, "No, although I am not in the UK, I keep in touch with the management every day and follow the dynamics of the transfer market anytime and anywhere. I am very confident and all Saints fans can rest assured that everything is under control!"

Everything is under control?

What's the meaning?