Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 67 Your Wife Is Really Beautiful

Chapter 67 Your Wife Is Really Beautiful
Who said that Europeans and Americans have no sense of the world?
As the Christmas holiday approached, Adrey thoughtfully reduced his training tasks. He only needed to train for two hours in the morning every day, and he could spend the rest of the time freely.

After all, Christmas is as important to the Western world as Spring Festival is to East Asia.

The support of this humanized head coach in the locker room immediately exploded!

Of course, this is also because the team's performance this season is so good. Not only is the league standings far ahead, but it has won 12 consecutive victories in various competitions recently. Since the club has no money to give everyone extra bonuses, at least half a day off can be used to encourage them Well!
On the afternoon of December 12th, Li Polo packed his things early and obediently followed Lisanna to the luxury villa in Wimbledon leisure resort.

After getting off the car, Li Poluo looked around. Within a radius of two kilometers, there seemed to be only this villa, with slightly withered lawns everywhere, and an empty swimming pool not far away. There is a lawn for golf.

After all, it is the bank owner. The market price of this three-story villa is conservatively estimated. At least Li Polo needs to live frugally and play football for 30 years before he can save enough for the down payment...

Of course, this is based on the standard of a weekly salary of [-].

Li Poluo only stayed outside the door for three seconds before walking in with two big bags of gifts.

"Hey, look who's here, the big star of our mad gang!"

The first to greet him was Mike Taylor, the vice president of the Crazy Gang Fans Association. He roared exaggeratedly, and then ran over to give him a warm hug.

Lisanna was not polite to her elder brother:
"You'd better carry something, Mike!"

Mike laughed, and then shared a bag of gifts for him.

According to his girlfriend's suggestion, Lee Polo didn't bother as expected when choosing a gift.

According to Lisanna, unless Li Polo can sell the iron, the precious gifts he bought... [-]% impossible to get into the eyes of his parents.

Rather than wasting the money in vain, it's better to stay and buy something delicious for two people on a date.

Even she was elbowed out, Li Polo immediately followed suit, except for the two red wines that were slightly higher-grade, the other things were nothing more than Coke, Sprite and messy Christmas candy, and he even bought a can of domestically produced wine in Chinatown. Black tea, the total cost is actually not as good as he and Lisanna opened two houses in London...

Mike introduced his wife again:

"Meet me, my wife, Jelian."

Although not as good-looking as Lisanna, she is still a pretty beauty.

Li Poluo put down the coke and black tea in his hands, and gave the other party a shallow face-to-face gift with a smile on his face:
"Merry Christmas, Jellian."

He turned back and praised Mike:
"Dude, your wife is beautiful."

A wife is a man's greatest capital to show off, and it is the same in all ages and in all over the world.

Mike, who was praised, blushed immediately, and pulled the guest to the living room.

Lisanna had already sat on the sofa with her mother in her arms. The middle-aged man next to them coughed when he saw Li Poluo approaching, and stood there and extended his right hand to him:
"Hello, Mr. Li?"

Li Poluo walked over quickly with a smile on his face, holding the old man's big hand with both hands:
"Hello, Mr. Taylor, you can just call me Polo."

Taylor said with a smile:

"Then you can call me Bruce."

Li Bo Luo nodded:
"Okay, Bruce, it's a pleasure to be here as a guest..."

Lisanna interrupted his humble words:

"I invited you, not him."

Bruce laughed and pointed to Lisanna's mother:
"This is my wife, Lily."

Lily Taylor didn't stand up, but greeted him across the coffee table:
"Hi, Polo, Lisanna likes you very much."

Li Poluo didn't respond immediately, but turned to look at Bruce:

"Uh, is this really your wife?"

Bruce froze for a moment:
"Yes, Lisanna's mother."

Li Poluo shrugged his shoulders, showing an exaggerated expression:

"Wow, I thought it was Lisanna's sister."

A group of people just laughed.

Mike patted him on the back and pushed him into the couch.

But he's not exactly flattering. With exquisite makeup, it's really hard for him to tell the age of a woman -- no matter what country or race -- without careful observation.

What's more, this Mrs. Lily is in such excellent maintenance condition, with flaming red lips, long wavy hair, especially her body curve is even more bumpy than her 19-year-old daughter!

Lily was obviously much happier after hearing the flattery:

"I don't really like to cook by myself, so I asked the chef at home to prepare today's dinner. I hope you don't mind."

Li Poluo quickly waved his hands:
"Grateful."

Bruce opened a bottle of red wine with his own hands and poured a glass for the guests:
"Your club has been fantastic this season!"

Li Poluo's right hand extended towards the goblet stopped immediately.

He originally thought that the Taylors would ask a few questions about his family status, education level, and economic level, but he didn't expect that the first sentence in the chat would be football!

Bruce smiled slightly:
"Our family is all out-and-out fanatics!"

Lily added with a smile:
"And Bruce's father and my father."

Even Mike's wife chimed in:

"Our family is also fans of Kuangbang."

That being the case, there is no need for Li Poluo to hide it, he smiled confidently:

"This season, Wimbledon will definitely be able to successfully advance to League One."

Bruce raised his glass and gestured to him from the air:

"To qualify, let's toast!"

After a glass of wine, Bruce continued the topic just now:

"In the past few years, I have rarely been to the scene to watch games, but I have always paid attention to the team and players. To be honest, I was attracted by your performance when you first played... As a defender, you scored as many goals as the striker, and even scored a hat-trick in one game, which is so rare!"

Li Polo was a little embarrassed by his praise:
"Haha, thanks. I'm just doing my best."

Bruce nodded slightly:
"Although we are all supporters of Wimbledon, I also know that even if Kuangbang advances to League One, the stage may be too small for you. Have you ever thought that after leaving Wimbledon, Which league, which club do you want to move to?"

This question stopped Lee Polo immediately.

He thought for a few seconds, and finally shook his head slowly:
"Frankly speaking, this is only my first professional season, and I have never considered this issue..."

Bruce showed an "unexpected" look, and said with a smile:

"Lisanna probably told you that I am a financial entrepreneur, so I have many friends in the circle, including a professional broker, Jonathan Barnett. You may not have heard of him, but Should have heard of some of his players, uh, like Gareth Bale."

This is more than just heard!

That is the top emperor superstar who transferred to Real Madrid with the most worth in football in the summer of 2013!

The muscles on Lee Polo's cheeks couldn't help twitching:
"Indeed, he should be a top-notch agent."

Bruce clapped his hands:
"That's right, some time ago, when we were drinking tea, he asked me about you, but I highly recommended you to him. How about it, are you interested in talking to him?"

Li Poluo raised his eyebrows, somewhat incomprehensible:
"Talk about what?"

Bruce shrugged slightly:

"You are a professional player and he is an agent, what else can you talk about?"

Li Poluo's throat trembled uncontrollably:
"Frankly speaking, of course I'm interested, but I'm worried that an agent of his level won't spend too much energy on me."

Bruce nodded with a smile:

"It's completely understandable, so he also proposed a plan to me. You only sign a one-year contract. If he can't push you to a higher stage next summer, you have the right to unilaterally fire him. And before that, he won't get any commission from you. If you still have concerns, I can act as a middleman. What do you think of this condition?"

[Why is there such a good thing? 】

[Are all British people Huo Leifeng? 】

Li Poluo thought over his suggestion three times, but couldn't find a reason to reject it.

It was agreed to come to Christmas, how could he sell himself to an agent who hadn't met yet in just three sips of wine?
(End of this chapter)

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