The administrative office area of Stamford Bridge is in the five-story building that came in at the gate, and Yang Cheng walked into the administrative area and immediately attracted the attention of countless office staff on the scene, all of whom raised their heads and stared at him dumbfounded.

Why did this guy get here?

A ridiculous idea came to everyone's mind, it couldn't be that he was going to take charge of Chelsea, right?

There are even people who secretly think that Mourinho is not worth it, and the unlucky Portuguese lost a game, and even lost his own position, as for it?

However, when I saw Mourinho coming over with a gloomy face, I suddenly understood that this was not the case at all!

Feeling Mourinho's expression and eyes, the staff lowered their heads one by one to do things.

Instead, Yang Cheng followed Mourinho and walked to his office.

"Haha, Caesar, welcome!" Kenyon smiled and chased after him from behind, he had clearly heard the wind.

"Hello, Peter!" Yang Cheng and Kenyon are no strangers.

Kenyon seemed to be a warm partner, holding Yang Cheng's hand, "I heard that you made an appointment with Jose to have a drink together, just in time, I have always hoped to have a good chat with you." ”

After a pause, Kenyon looked at Mourinho, "Jose, I have a bottle of French 82-year-old red wine specially stored in my office, give me a chance to come to my office to get together, how about it?" "He doesn't believe Mourinho would reject his favor.

Mourinho is now struggling with how to deal with this damn Caesar, and when he hears this advice, of course, it is no problem.

Yang Cheng lamented in his heart, it seems that he is going to lose Mourinho's face, this time it will not work, and he secretly scolded this damn Kenyon in his heart, how can it be so coincidental?

Drink?

Just kidding, Yang Cheng's alcohol consumption is not good, so he drank a little casually, and immediately found an excuse to leave.

If you really stay and drink more, then it is not to smash other people's fields, but to smash your own fields.

He absolutely and absolutely believes that Mourinho and Chelsea are happy to see Yang Cheng drunk in front of reporters and media from all over the world, and it will definitely be big news.

Looking at Yang Cheng's back, Kenyon put down a glass of red wine in his hand and smiled slightly.

"He's deliberately provoking you!" Kenyon said.

Mourinho grimaced and nodded, "I know!" ”

What is a dismount?

That's the dismount!

Ferguson often does this kind of thing, winning the ball, taking the opportunity to fall into the well and taunt you, and then wait until the next time you meet again, it is inevitable that you will leave a little pimple shadow in your heart, and it will be more convenient to fight.

"So, it's best not to be angry!" Kenyon laughed, he's used to seeing Ferguson's tricks.

It's just that Yang Cheng seems to be more advanced than Ferguson, at least Kenyon can see that Mourinho is okay on the surface and says he knows, but in fact, he is still unconsciously influenced by Yang Cheng.

To paraphrase Ferguson, give him a gun and a bullet at this moment, and he will kill Yang Cheng without hesitation!

"The boss watched the game and was very unhappy, but finally accepted my explanation, and at the same time we also worked out a plan for the winter break reinforcements, I hope you have time to give me a list and a plan so that we can operate as soon as possible."

Kenyon spoke, cutting off the beginning and tail, leaving only the middle, presenting Abramovich's decision as if it were a benefit he had fought for Mourinho.

"Hmm!" Mourinho's face did not change and replied.

"Well done, Jose!" Kenyon smiled and patted Mourinho on the shoulder, like a superior leader.

Mourinho stood up directly, and broke free of his hand, "I'm going back!" He walked straight out of Kenyon's office without saying a word.

Kenyon looked at his hand resting in mid-air, and then at Mourinho's back, and a trace of anger flashed in his heart, "What an arrogant guy who won't even say thank you?" ”

A winning streak will cover up a lot of problems and contradictions in a team, but this does not mean that problems and contradictions do not exist, on the contrary, these problems and contradictions will accumulate as the victory continues, and one day they will erupt.

Now, a crucial fiasco has only allowed contradictions and problems to sprout slightly. ,…………

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After playing Chelsea, the team won two weeks of international breaks.

Yang Cheng also won a chance to take a breather, except for the international players to report to the national team, the team suspended training for a day, so that everyone could have a good rest.

Like all holiday mornings, Yang Cheng still got up early, then ran in the community, returned home, took a cold shower, and finally came out to sit comfortably at the dining table, eating breakfast and reading the newspaper.

Without exception, all the reports were about Liverpool's 2-0 win at Chelsea last night, and they were all praised, and they couldn't wait to put Liverpool in heaven.

"Uncle Cheng, are you listening to me?" Natalie grabbed the newspaper from his hand.

"Huh? What did you say? Yang Cheng really didn't hear clearly.

Natalie slapped her forehead hard, with an expression of "I'm really defeating you", and then knocked on the two tickets on the table, "I ask you, do you want to go to London to see Avril in concert!" ”

"Concert, I don't know if I'm free!" Yang Cheng said perfunctorily, and grabbed the newspaper again.

"But I want to go!" Natalie looked innocent, as if she was asking for help.

Yang Cheng immediately showed a smiling face, "Then you go, I will sponsor you to go to London." ”

"I want you to come with me!" Natalie replied immediately, secretly apprehensive.

"Uh......" Yang Cheng's mind was spinning, trying to find an excuse.

"Don't say no!" This time, Natalie was reserved and became very proactive, even a little overbearing.

Looking at her eyes, Yang Cheng shook his head and sighed, he really spoiled her so much.

"Yes, I knew that Uncle Cheng loved me the most!" Natalie came over with a grin, kissed Yang Cheng on the cheek, and then ran into her room, saying that she was going to make a call.

Yang Cheng touched his face, a little strange, as if there was still a temperature, and thought to himself: Why are the little girls so active now? Do they really think that they are a restless Yanagishita Megumi?

No, I'm also a normal man, and I'm still a 32-year-old man who is like a wolf!

Don't seduce me into sin again, Amen!

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In the next few days, Yang Cheng spent the training ground and at home.

Although the first team has suspended training, he has a lot of things to do, such as Davis and others have resumed training, but the team has added a few new injuries, and these damn national team games have not stopped tossing.

However, in order to fulfill his promise, he still accompanied Natalie to London to listen to Avril's concert.

The concert was scheduled to take place at the unfinished Wembley Stadium, which had just been demolished and rebuilt last year, and now a year later, the stands and frames have been completed, but there is a lack of funds to continue, so on the one hand, they are renting out to people to host concerts or other events, and at the same time they are raising money everywhere.

Avril gave a friendship ticket, located in the front first row, Yang Cheng and Natalie were in the dark concert stands, but they were not conspicuous, but she recognized them at a glance, and she kept making eyes and expressions throughout the concert, which made Natalie laugh vigorously.

Yang Cheng looked at it and wondered, why did these two ghost girls seem to be very familiar?

After the whole concert, Yang Cheng and Natalie also went backstage and chatted with Avril for a while, and then the two girls walked aside and whispered a lot, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Why do you seem to know Avril well?" On the train back to Liverpool, Yang Cheng couldn't help but ask this question, after all, he accompanied her so far to London to watch the concert, so he had to give himself an understanding.

Natalie smiled and glanced at Yang Cheng, but did not give an answer.

Yang Cheng didn't ask, thinking to himself, can you still hide secrets for a little girl?

Not to mention, Yang Cheng's impression of Natalie is still in the distant past, the image of the little Lori who waited alone in the cold night, but in fact, Natalie has grown up and is no longer the little girl she was back then.

"Uncle Makoto, do you remember that year in Leipzig?" Natalie asked, her mind flying away a long, long time ago. "Back then, you gave me the train ticket from Leipzig back to Frankfurt, also by train, as it is now, and Tim, who sat across from him. She looked very excited about the old days.

Yang Cheng smiled slightly, but wondered in his heart, why did she call herself uncle, but Tim Hank called him by his name? Isn't this a clear way to call yourself old?

Just as he was thinking, he saw Natalie rubbing her shoulders and arms beside him, obviously a little cold.

The train went all the way north, and it was already mid-October, so it was normal to be cold.

"Tell you to go out and put on a few more clothes, don't listen!" Yang Cheng complained in his mouth, but he still cherished her in his heart, so he was about to take off his coat and put it on her, but when he saw her secretly turning her face sideways and laughing, he immediately knew what was going on.

Natalie is really happy, just now, in the background, Avril secretly grabbed her and taught her a trick, which is to pretend to be cold on the road, and then let him undress, to have a classic scene of a flower messenger.

"Nine and a half out of ten men can't stop the attack of a weak woman, believe me, he will definitely take off!" At that time, Avril patted her full chest vigorously.

The progress of the plan was originally quite smooth, she saw that Yang Cheng was going to take off her clothes, her heart was sweet, and she felt that Uncle Cheng really hurt herself, for this reason, she was so happy that she snickered, but when she turned her head again, she found that her clothes were not taken off, and her damn Uncle Cheng was pretending to sleep.

"Uncle Makoto!" Natalie shook Yang Cheng's hand.

"Huh?" Yang Cheng replied weakly.

Feign! It's too pretending!

Natalie's heart lit up, but she didn't break it, "I'm a little cold!" ”

"Yes, the further north you go, the lower the temperature, bear with me, and you'll be home soon." Yang Cheng said.

Natalie wants to cry, what does it mean to endure and get home?

"Your sweatshirt is also quite warm, and there is cotton in it!" Natalie hinted.

"It's not warm, I still feel cold!" Yang Chengzhen made a few movements of rubbing his hands, it was too much.

Natalie really wanted to cry, she said it so obviously, didn't he understand?

"Uncle Cheng, don't you think you should show your gentlemanly demeanor at this time?" She simply put it bluntly, you can't be thick-skinned to this extent, right?

Yang Cheng opened his eyes and sighed for a long time, "But...... I take it off for you to wear, what if I'm cold? ”

After a pause, Yang Cheng patted Natalie's shoulder with a smile, with the expression of a shameless and invincible uncle, "You are still young, Natalie, good physical fitness, strong resistance, it's okay to endure the cold, Uncle Cheng, I'm old, my resistance is weak, if there is a cold or something, I'm afraid I can't afford to get sick." ”

Ya, I said that I looked like an eighty or ninety-year-old grandfather.

Natalie snorted angrily, turned her head, and simply looked out of the car window, out of sight, she knew in her heart that her little trick was seen through by Yang Cheng, and the more she thought about it, the more funny she felt, and finally she couldn't help but giggle.

Yang Cheng couldn't hold back either, he was infected, and laughed along.

"You're so bad, Uncle Makoto, you can't play tricks on me like this!" Natalie complained.

"Wow, aren't you trying to trick me too?" He didn't dare to say that he was seducing or something, he was too sensitive.

Natalie pouted, stared at Yang Cheng, and snorted a few times.

But at this moment, she suddenly couldn't hold back and sneezed directly.

It's real, and it looks like it's a bit cold.

When Yang Cheng saw it, he also knew that it was not pretended, so he immediately took off his sweatshirt and complained in his mouth, "They all said that if you want to bring more clothes, you won't want to, you will die cold!" "Typical knife mouth tofu heart.

A warmly dressed sweatshirt was put on Natalie's body, and Yang Cheng himself was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt.

"Let's wear it, Uncle Cheng, I'm not cold!" Natalie reluctantly ripped it off and was about to put it on Yang Cheng.

She felt that if Yang Cheng was willing to take it off and give it to her, she would be satisfied.

"If you want to wear it, you can wear it, what a wordy thing, really!" Yang Cheng covered her again, this time simply asked her to put her hand in, close the zipper, and not let her take it off.

"I'm afraid you're cold!" Natalie looked at the whole car, just Yang Cheng in short sleeves, a little unbearable.

"My man, good physical fitness, strong resistance, it's okay!" Yang Cheng was arrogant this time. , but having said that, it's actually still a bit goosebumps.

Natalie's heart warmed for no reason, leaned over, and the whole person took Yang Cheng's right hand, hugged it into her arms, knocked her head on Yang Cheng's shoulder, and looked at the back of the seat in the front row blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yang Cheng was also silent, and gradually, he sighed, "Why bother? ”

Natalie knew what he meant, and moved her head to avoid making her ears uncomfortable, but her mouth was stubborn, "I can't ask you to like me, but don't stop me from liking you either!" ”

"I've never been a good person, you're still young, there are so many good men out there......"

After a pause, Natalie bit her lip, "I don't know if others are good or not, but I know that you are good to me, so I love you, unless you treat me badly one day, hate me, and don't like to see me, then I will stay away from you and let you not see it, but I will continue to love you secretly!" ”

Yang Cheng was a little moved, stretched out his hand, touched her pink face, tilted his head sideways, and smelled her flower-like fragrance.

Natalie threw herself into Yang Cheng's arms, hugged him tightly, tears welled up from her eyes, soaked Yang Cheng's T-shirt, cold, he could feel it, but he didn't make a sound.

The train continued to move on, but it wasn't long before Natalie fell asleep.

Looking at this sleeping girl in her arms, her pink and jade face is really beautiful.

"What a stupid girl!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

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"Hey!" Last night's concert was a great success, everyone returned to the hotel to celebrate, drank some wine, and had a little headache, but was woken up by the phone.

"Who?" Avril said weakly.

"It's me, Natalie!" Natalie on the other end of the phone replied.

"Oh!" As soon as she heard this, Avril became interested, "How's it going?" What do you think? ”

"How's that?" Natalie asked knowingly.

Avril has already gotten out of bed, it doesn't look like a hangover at all, I have to say that this woman is born with a strong gossip gene, that's why she is excited like this.

"I mean, you and your Uncle Cheng, you ...... last night Hey, is there a ...... Hey? Avril asked this very sensitive topic very demonically.

"You're going to die, no!" Natalie replied.

"How is that possible?" Avril shouted, the books all say it's a lore, how can it not be successful?

"He found out!" Natalie said depressedly, what kind of tender offensive, it's all useless.

Then, Avril listened to Natalie talk about what had happened last night.

"It's so sad to destroy you, just lie in his arms and sleep to make you happy like this, it's too no pursuit, I look at your beautiful appearance, I thought you slept with him last night!" She said with a grin.

"You're going to die!" Natalie didn't like her saying it so explicitly, she and her Uncle Yang Cheng were very pure.

Avril laughed and apologized, she was used to it, just like a little boy.

"Judging from the current situation, your progress is not bad, he probably doesn't have no feelings for you, it's just because of your age, identity or something, cough, anyway, men are like this, they want to eat you, but they are afraid of causing trouble, it is best to eat and wipe clean after eating, and there is nothing left, clean and slippery without trouble."

"Uncle Makoto is not this kind of person!" Natalie was adamantly opposed.

"I mean mostly, your Uncle Cheng is the best, of course it doesn't count!" Avril immediately apologized.

"Now, I think you should take advantage of the victory and go after it and work harder."

"How?" Natalie really thinks that this little virgin Avril is a master of love, and she can say anything.

really responded, love makes people blind.

"I see that he is also in his thirties, it is the age of a wolf and a tiger, although he has a lover, but he is sneaky, and he is busy with his own work, and it is estimated that sometimes he is choked enough, anyway, you live with him, just give him a little aphrodisiac directly, and then take advantage of the time when he can't hold it, directly give him it, raw rice is cooked and cooked, and it is best to even have children, then it will be ironclad."

"Huh?!" Natalie was completely dumbfounded, this move is too ruthless, right?

I don't know if Yang Cheng sensed that there were two demon girls plotting to push him down, and he sneezed a big sneeze when he was training players in Melwood.

"It hurts!" Yang Cheng shook his head and sighed, "This weather! [END]