Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 172

"The era of Manchester City killer is over!"

"I think the team should also get a new title!"

"West Brom Killer!"

"We have defeated West Brom twice this season. We are West Brom Killer this season!"

At the press conference after the game, Stewart vented his anger. After so many years, he finally got rid of the title of West Bromwich City Killer!

However.

Stewart did not stay at the scene for too long because his assistant Oliver informed him.

The team management arranged a dinner with the representatives of the new team owner who were present today after the game.

I have to go back to the locker room to tell the players a few words of etiquette and try to make the team show a good image in front of the new owner.

......

Then.

When Stewart returned to the locker room, he was surprised to find that in the locker room, among the many players wearing Manchester City jerseys.

There was a figure wearing a suit that looked out of place.

Huh?

Has the new owner come?

Huh!

Why does the back of this new boss look so familiar...

"Knight! What the hell are you doing? Where did you find the suit?"

"Boss! How about it, am I handsome? I guessed that there would be a dinner tonight, so I prepared my most expensive suit early!"

Knight turned around with a smile under the gaze of his teammates who were trying not to laugh.

Stuart held his forehead with one hand. This guy always surprises himself.

This scheming guy!

Forget it.

Just a suit, it's not a big deal, I don't bother to care.

The double kill of West Bromwich did not cause too much discussion among the players.

The players were all chattering about the upcoming dinner.

"I heard that oilmen speak Arabic. What if we don't understand what they say?"

"Are you stupid? There must be a translator!"

"Translation? When the boss speaks, just clap your hands for a while. Don't worry about whether you can understand it or not. The longer he speaks, the harder you clap!"

"It's you, James. You have experience!"

"That's nonsense. When I was a kid, my principal was speaking and I was sleeping. I woke up when I heard the applause. I clapped louder than anyone else!"

"Guess what happened?"

"The principal also said that James from Class 2, Grade 6, listened very carefully! He was praised by name!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

James' joke made the atmosphere in the locker room more relaxed. The players were eager to attend the dinner.

At this time, Su Fei sat quietly in the corner of the locker room, wiping his hair.

As for meeting with the new boss's representative.

I have no interest at all.

Now I am a little annoyed.

Narissa just sent me a text message, saying that I will stay at her place tonight.

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Manchester, outside the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

An old Santana slowly stopped nearby.

Joey, a reporter from the Manchester Evening News, sat in the car with a camera in his arms like a hound.

Next to him was Joey's younger intern, Chopper.

"Boss, what are we doing here?"

"According to my informant, Manchester City will hold a player dinner here today!"

"Ah? Is this big news?"

"Nonsense! What does a dinner mean? It means that the players will leave here after the game! They just finished the game, and there must be many players going out to have fun later. Can't we follow them and take pictures of them going to nightclubs!"

"Great, boss!"

"Hehe, do you think I got the nickname of Manchester Paparazzi King for nothing? Learn from me, and you will soon become famous in the Manchester football media!"

Famous?

Chopper swallowed his saliva silently, afraid that he would be notorious.

However, for reporters, black and red are also red. It can only be said that Joey's patience and sense of smell are indeed worthy of the title of Manchester's first reporter.

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Inside the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

Stuart led a group of players and strode into the banquet hall.

The banquet hall is full of Manchester City-related elements, which are very thoughtful.

Blue wallpaper and tablecloths, red roses, Manchester City flags inserted at the entrance, and a glowing blue moon hanging above the head.

Champagne, desserts and delicacies.

"Blue Moon~"

"You know just what I was there for~"

"You heard me saying a prayer for~”

The melodious team song was playing in the hall. Today, not only the new boss was present, but also the Manchester City staff and board members.

As the Manchester City players entered the stadium, led by the former boss and current board member Bernstein.

Pa pa pa!

A tide of applause rang out, giving it to the players who are now killing it in the league.

Su Fei saw it.

This is not only a welcome party for the new boss’s representative, but also a celebration party within the Manchester City team as the season is approaching the halfway point.

To put it simply.

It’s a team building activity, team building!

“Su, help me check my bow tie, is it crooked?”

“Well, it’s very straight now, bow tie. You are the most beautiful guy in the team! "

Su Fei carefully helped Knight adjust the angle of his tie. Knight now looked a bit like the crooked-mouthed dragon king in his previous life.

So cool!

There were no chairs at this banquet. Everyone could move around freely, enjoy the wine and food, and communicate.

Bernstein walked towards Su Fei with a smile.

"Su! This should be our second meeting. Cheers to the glory you have achieved in Manchester City!"

"Shred! "

There was no excessive politeness between the two, and Su Fei raised his glass to drink together.

Bernstein was a good boss. Except for his empty pockets, he had all the qualities of an excellent boss.

This also made Su Fei a little regretful.

At least the former boss in front of him could still communicate with him face to face. The oil man probably had to rely on an interpreter to communicate with him.

After everyone exchanged simple politeness.

Ahem.

Oliver, who was temporarily acting as the host, also snorted and focused everyone's attention on the stage.

Su Fei looked over curiously.

The new boss representative is about to appear... I can already imagine the image of him wearing an Arab robe and a big beard in my mind.

"Next!"

"Let all of us give the warmest applause!"

"Welcome!"

"Dear representative of the Abu Dhabi Group, Ms. Latifa Mohammed Al Nahyan is here!"

In an instant, the lights in the banquet hall dimmed, and the spotlight was aimed at the center of the stage.

"Is it a female representative? "

Hearing Oliver's introduction, Knight couldn't help but say to Su Fei.

Su Fei hadn't replied yet.

A girl in a pink dress had walked from the side of the stage to the center.

She instantly attracted all the attention of the audience.

Not only because of her youth.

But also because of her beauty.

She has all the characteristics of Arab beauties, black scattered long hair, snow-white skin, even with a veil, you can guess her beautiful face from her smart eyes under her thick eyelashes.

Knight was so surprised that he whispered in Su Fei's ear.

"wtf!"

"What a beautiful Arab girl!"

"Su! She seems to be looking at me!!!"

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