Abramovich asked curiously, "Kevin, do you not believe in the UK’s economy? You know, 12 million British Pounds is roughly 22 million US dollars."
"Should I have faith in a country where people’s wages don’t rise and they rely on tax incentives to attract foreign millionaires?"
Huang Kaiwen replied with a smile.
Later, the British Pound kept plummeting.
Although losing 1.6 million US dollars a year now,
But soon 20 million US dollars would be more expensive than 12 million British Pounds.
"Your perspective is quite similar to mine. You have a good eye. We should discuss economic matters more when we have time."
Abramovich said, "Kevin, while you’re in London, you can use any of my unused assets. Sometimes it can be inconvenient without a private jet stationed in London if you want to go somewhere else. If you want to go sailing for the weekend, I have some yachts."
"I’ll do that if needed."
Huang Kaiwen politely replied.
He wasn’t too keen on borrowing things from others.
There were too many rumors about Abramovich’s yachts.
Huang Kaiwen remembered that Abramovich had bought eight yachts over time.
There was the "Blue Sea and Blue Sky" lost to another oil magnate, the "Whisper" given as a breakup fee, and the "Olympia" gifted to the Great Emperor.
When it came to pleasing the Great Emperor, Abramovich was willing to spend extravagantly.
After the lady boss confirmed the contract again, she handed it over to her assistant for processing.
Abramovich continued, "Chelsea is looking to buy a wing player. I had my eyes on Real Madrid’s Robinho. Kevin, what do you think?"
Really assembling an underachievers’ team?
"Ahem, he’s a good player."
"If you want a wing player, Juan Mata is also a good choice, and AC Milan has a talented forward, Balotelli," the lady boss said.
Really bundling the players they don’t want to Abramovich?
Why did you forget Ben Alfa! He’s the real liability.
Though Balotelli is troublesome, he can still shine for a few more years and won’t have trouble finding a new team.
"Alright, send me the information later."
Abramovich said with a smile.
He’s not worried about spending money. After all, it’s just signings, buying players from AC Milan is no problem.
"Kevin, do you have any other requests?"
Abramovich asked again.
"I hope the transfer can proceed quickly, that’s my only requirement."
After he leaves, he plans to sell the recording to "The Sun newspaper," and that would be enough trouble for Florentino to handle.
"Alright, we’ll fly to Madrid next to resolve this matter as soon as possible."
Granovskaia nodded and said.
As Abramovich’s chief of staff, she wasn’t that familiar with football.
But buying players is rather easy, as long as there’s enough money, they can take the person away the same day.
"Alright, now that we’ve discussed the business, how about we have dinner together tonight?"
Huang Kaiwen invited.
Abramovich stood up and smiled, "Let’s skip the meal, we’ll fly straight to Madrid and start negotiations with Real Madrid tomorrow!"
Huang Kaiwen stood up, shook hands with Abramovich, and said, "Wish you all the best."
"We’ll meet again soon!"
Abramovich said with a smile.
After Abramovich and his party left,
the lady boss sighed, "He really is willing to spend."
"Yeah, just more money for the kids."
Huang Kaiwen sighed and said.
Playing over 20 matches a year.
Combined with making a few billion from commercials, who knows when this kind of life will end.
"You’re not in Milan, where would the kids be."
The lady boss said indignantly.
"Ahem, flying directly from Milan to London isn’t much farther than flying to Madrid, it’s just over an hour."
Huang Kaiwen said, putting his arm around the lady boss’s shoulder.
To avoid talking about the work trip again, Huang Kaiwen turned on the TV.
"Our reporter covers a car accident, new Real Madrid president Florentino Perez, at 12:22 noon today, on his way to the airport, was involved in a car accident. It’s reported that he only injured his arm, and after a simple bandage, he boarded the plane."
The lady boss frowned and said, "He really is lucky."
"Lucky to have a car accident?"
"To not be seriously injured is lucky."
The lady boss replied unhappily.
Who knows how the secretary handles things, this month’s bonus is gone.
Huang Kaiwen felt the lady boss was a bit too resentful.
The Yellow Ball King had to make his own contribution for the harmony and stability of Milan City.
After dinner, the lady boss, who was working overtime at home, soon forgot about work.
At nine the next day,
Abramovich got up and got ready. After carefully checking himself in the mirror,
he went downstairs for breakfast.
After breakfast, he dialed a familiar number.
The voice on the other end was Mourinho’s, confused.
Abramovich said with a smile, "Even if we have disagreements, our friendship remains."
Mourinho was silent, completely unable to understand why Abramovich called.
Their fallout was quite unpleasant.
He had been dismissed less than six months ago, and there had been no contact.
"Alright, Roman. Why did you call me today?"
"I want to invite you back to manage Chelsea."
Abramovich said directly.
"Chelsea? No, I won’t go back to Chelsea. I can’t accept the team signing players I don’t want. I already have new goals, and I plan to enjoy the Spanish sun..."
As a proud man, being dismissed was an insult.
Abramovich’s reaching out made Mourinho feel very satisfied.
they still think I’m strong in the end.
Abramovich quietly listened to Mourinho’s complaints.