my name is ferguson

() At dusk, the entrance of the Red Cross Hospital in the slums of Rio de Janeiro was unusually cold. Although the Red Cross Hospital had adjusted the cost of medical treatment to the minimum standard, the Brazilians in the slums still looked down on doctors.In addition, South America is a high-incidence area of ​​AIDS, and there are so many sex workers, which leads to the frequent occurrence of various diseases that are easily transmitted through sex...such as hepatitis B, syphilis and so on.Most of the sex workers in Brazil come from poor areas, and more than 60% of sex workers are addicted to drugs... In other words, in the country of samba, which is as tempting as fire, a disease that can never be seen runs rampant in the dark corners , Germs are overgrown, and the poor who get sick basically have no way out except to wait for death.

Li Cha is standing in a high-risk area at this moment, because the Figerto people sent news that Mullenstin will be sent here before dark.

A blue van was slowly approaching in the distance. They were not fast, but the people in the car seemed very vigilant.

呲!

When the driver parked the van in front of the Red Cross Hospital, he completely ignored Li Cha. Several strong South American men opened the car door and quickly dropped a sack. The sack roared like a pig after rolling several times on the road.

hum!

Then the roar of the motor sounded, and the van drove away at lightning speed, and disappeared completely after turning right at the intersection ahead in the blink of an eye.

"Rene! Is that you?"

"Thank goodness, Boss, you finally got me out!"

Li Cha rushed over quickly and got Mullenstein out of the sack. At that moment, he was stunned.

Meulensteen's right hand was hit with a splint made of two wooden sticks, which was hung around his neck, which was obviously a treatment for a fracture; his face had been completely scarred, and seven people could clearly be seen on each side of his face. Eight fingerprints, the whole face is swollen bigger than a pig's head!

Now Li Cha finally understood why Figel wanted to throw the man at the entrance of the Red Cross Hospital, because he was afraid that if the appointment was farther away, the man would die on the way back to the hotel!

"How are you? Do you feel any difficulty in breathing? Apart from the broken arm, do you feel pain from cracks in other parts of your body? Forget it, don't answer me first, just lie here and don't move. "

Li Cha quickly ran to the hospital, and just as he ran into the lobby, he shouted loudly: "Doctor, is there any doctor who can understand English!"

A black doctor in a white coat quickly ran out of the hospital. Seeing Li Cha's anxious appearance, he knew that the situation was urgent. He even omitted the self-introduction and asked very professionally: "Where is the patient? What? Symptoms? Do you have a history of allergies?" Every question is on point!

"At the door, I don't know if he has a history of allergies. The preliminary examination showed that his arm was broken, he had some difficulty breathing, he was hit hard on the head, and there were bruises on his body. It is not clear whether he has internal bleeding..."

The doctor called several nurses to drag the hospital bed and ran out with Li Cha all the way. On the highway, several people worked together to move Mullenstin to the hospital bed, and then pushed him into the hospital to start a detailed examination.The result of the examination was that Mullenstin had a small amount of internal bleeding, and besides a broken arm, he also had multiple bone fractures. He was not simply beaten and slapped, but was beaten severely for several days. !

After a detailed examination and diagnosis, the black doctor gave Li Cha the answer that Mullenstin needs to be hospitalized for a month... After one month, it will be decided whether to approve him to be discharged from the hospital.

Looking at Mullensdin on the bed at the entrance of the hospital, Li Cha took out his phone outside the ward and dialed Gilauto's number: "I am Li Cha, and I am reporting the safety of Mullenstin's family. Just say that Rene is fine, but if she wants to stay in Brazil to assist the police in the investigation, the return time may be delayed for about a month. If her family wants to come to Brazil to see Rene, don’t agree, just say that Rene said Yes. Gilauto, don't be soft-hearted when you tell Moji that you are safe, and you must stop Redding's family. Brazil is a dangerous place for us. We don't even have the most basic security here. If At this time, if anything happens to Mullenstein's family, let alone how to deal with public opinion, we may not even be able to deal with our own conscience."

After hanging up the phone, Li Cha walked into the ward, looked at Mullensteen and said, "Hey, my brave warrior, why is the person under my command who treats money like dirt the most depressed? You can't hold yourself out of depression. Otherwise, who will compensate for the tens of millions of pounds of investment plans that were broken up by you? Unfortunately, Mr. Mullensteen, you will work for me for the rest of your life, and I will deduct you from your salary every month. The money owed to me, if you don't pay it off after you die, I'm afraid your son will continue to work for Burleigh..."

Pfft... oh...

Meulensteen originally wanted to laugh, but as soon as he laughed out loud, he felt the muscles all over his body trembling and hurting.

"Boss, what's wrong with your hand?" Mullenstin still remembers that gauze-wrapped hand. He still remembers that when Li Cha helped the hospital nurses lift himself to the hospital bed, the wound burst and leaked from the gauze. The blood that came out even stained his arm!

Li Cha looked at his scabbed hand, which had dried up blood, then put his hand in his pocket and said, "It's nothing, just a small problem."

"Boss, it's definitely not a small problem. The wound is similar to the blood oozing after my son pierced his palm with a knife when he was a child, but your wound is much bigger than his... In addition, your complexion is not very good, it seems It's paler than me, and not as rosy as mine, boss, do you want to check it too?"

Li Cha glared at him and said: "You are congested after being beaten and swollen!"

"Okay, Mullensteen, I have some bad news for you..."

"Is it because I have to be hospitalized for a month or is it that my wife can't come to see me? Boss, you did the right thing. This time, it was me who was wrong. It was me who slapped Burleigh's tens of millions of plans."

Li Cha didn't say a single extra word, he just patted Mullensteen's arm and said, "We'll talk about this later, your task is to heal your wounds."

"I'll get a nanny to take care of you, and our guys will be on the flight to England tonight..."

"Can you not fire me!"

Li Cha was stunned for a moment.

"Boss, I know that you are a person who is very clear about rewards and punishments. You fired all the team doctors after Redondo's second physical examination because of the team doctor's unfavorable work. All the cancerous tumors have been eradicated, and Burleigh can grow healthily... Now I have made such a big mistake..."

Li Cha smiled, and he smiled happily... Immediately after he patted Mullenstein's arm, he said, "That's different."

"You are for La Masia in Burleigh, you suffered for Burleigh..." Li Cha stretched out his hand and patted his chest and said, "I pretended it in my heart. I have already decided that the football school in Burleigh will be based on Rene? Renstein, you will be the first headmaster. Rest well..."

After Li Cha finished speaking, he got up and left, leaving behind a very comforting figure before disappearing into the hospital.

……

Inside the hotel, Gilauto and Berle's staff were waiting for news from Richard, they wanted to know what happened to Mullenstein.Although Meulensteen is more straightforward and reckless, he has trained a whole generation of elites for Burleigh. Who doesn't know that there are a group of talents in Burleigh's youth training camp?

When Richard returned to the hotel, everyone was disappointed, because not only did he not mention Mullenstein's injury, he even said a very frustrating sentence.

"Abandon Brazil immediately, everyone must board the plane back to England tonight!"

Gilauto was the first to stand up, and said anxiously: "Richard, I know it may not be the right time, but isn't it a pity to give up this plan? The South American investment plan is the foundation of Burleigh's balance of payments. If Give up if you say give up, when will it be possible to complete the goal of Burleigh's self-operation? It is better to put this plan on hold and wait until the time is ripe..."

"enough!"

Li Cha interrupted Gilauto, and said a little irritably: "Don't we have enough blood left in Brazil?"

"In Brazil now, Figel covers the sky with only one hand. In the entire football world and in the whole of Europe, the achievements of Brazilian players are obvious to all. These are the reasons why Figel is getting bigger and bigger and more and more valued. Even in the world football Among the top seven agents in the world, Figel already has the potential to overwhelm the other six. This is his most glorious period. In Brazil, we can’t beat him even if we use all our strength. Even if I put Facebook into it , and it is impossible to take control of the Brazilian players from him, this is unrealistic! In other words, we did not prepare this plan before we decided, Gilauto, this is your mistake, you Ignore Figel, the greatest enemy, and take our people into Brazil to pull out their teeth!"

Of course Gilauto had nothing to say, because there were too many loopholes in this matter from the very beginning!

The Bethleans only saw the bright prospect of this matter, and no one could imagine the ups and downs!

It's not that Gilauto didn't think about Figel, he thought that as long as the time comes to give this local snake a little bit of benefits, his plan can run smoothly... He despises Figel too much, he thinks that Figel is just An old dog can bark a few times to protect the food. When you throw him new food, he will immediately give up his own share; it's a pity that Figel is a tiger, he is not a dog, he will eat with blood and flesh will swallow you up, and then use the bones as supper!

"Then what do we do?"

Li Cha looked up at Gilauto and said, "Counterattack! We must counterattack!! Mullenstin and my blood cannot be shed in vain!!!"

"You just said that we can't fight him, how do we fight back?" Gilauto didn't quite understand what Richard was thinking.

Li Cha smiled ferociously, and said like a devil: "In Brazil, even if I invest all my assets, I am no match for old Figel, not to mention that outsiders have no advantage here. If we shift the battlefield to Europe, Figel Geral will surely die, Europe is our home field!"

"Europe?"

"Correct!"

Li Cha replied: "Of course it is Europe! Where is Figel's source of income? He controls 90% of the export rate of Brazilian players, and 70% of them are sold to Europe, because Europe needs such skilled players to arouse fans' attention." Cheers, they can afford the money! Figel has relied on the European market to survive until now, but he cannot dominate the European market, because every country in Europe is developing football and wants to promote its own football to the world, so Europe Players are always the mainstream in Europe. Under such circumstances, Figel chose the method of blooming everywhere. He sprinkled Brazilian players all over Europe, letting them take root everywhere like dandelions. As long as there is a player who is worthy, he will fully recover the cost.”

"And the first step I have to do is to cut off his financial resources and drive him out of Europe! At that time, Figel was a toothless tiger. Although we will not be able to enter Brazil by then, we will be able to develop in other places in South America. Our plans, such as Argentina, which also has potential."

"I asked you to return to England not to give up this plan, but to give up Brazil. You must collect a large amount of information on Argentina in England, and make every step of our plan in a targeted manner. I want you to give me a detailed copy of the plan. The plan must not be less than 50 pages! It must also indicate the difficulties we will face and the opponents we may face in each period, I want you to treat the whole world as an imaginary enemy!"

"Before this..."

Richard took out his phone: "Hello, Moji? I need your son to do me a favor. I want him to help organize a game, a gathering of several big football agents. These agents are Carl from Spain. Hagar, Migratio from France, Mascadi from Argentina, Zahavi from England, Grauer from Germany, and your son Moggi, the boss of gea in Italy."

"What? What do you ask me to do?"

"Six Kingdoms Destroy Qin!"