British 1986

"I understand, Your Excellency!"

Ferguson is a little aggrieved. This is the reason.

But when he said it so directly, it was still this condescending attitude that made him extremely aggrieved.

But this is class, and the person in front of me is qualified to say so.

Allen curled up the corner of his mouth and found it interesting to see Ferguson who looked unconvinced but endured it.

Outsiders cannot appreciate the relationship between Scots and English.

Everyone seems to be British to the outside world.

But the feeling of alienation is actually very great.

The Scots claim to be "loyal to Great Britain", but they fight for independence every year.

If they don't make trouble for a year, there will even be people in England who think something is wrong this year?

This behavior has almost become a tradition.

As one of the four member states, Scotland ranks among the top three in terms of loyalty to the United Kingdom!

Second only to Wales and higher than Northern Ireland.

At this time in previous years, it would have been time to make a fuss again, but this year the economic situation is not good.

The Scots are not stupid. What if there is trouble this year and the English become cruel and really ignore them?

So this year it was extraordinarily peaceful and there was no fuss.

But this overall calm has not affected the Scots and the English in looking down upon each other.

Even though Ferguson is working in England now, he just looks down on the English a little, which does not affect his work.

"Ferguson, have you ever thought that if you do well one day, I can give you a knighthood, such as Sir Alex Ferguson?"

"???"

Ferguson's eyes widened instantly. He looked down on the English, but he valued the title of England!

I didn't expect that the Lord in front of me would play so big and actually use the title as a reward?

but.

Was this given to him as a count?

Ferguson, who didn't know much about this aspect, was a bit suspicious.

"hehe."

Looking at Ferguson's expression, Allen looked at the court and said calmly: "I have given knighthoods to our two butlers. As long as you work hard and be loyal to the Hill family, you will get the rewards you deserve, money, things. , titles, any of these things are fine!”

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Although I don’t know how this gentleman obtained the title, to be honest, Ferguson was tempted by this temptation!

A scene instantly appeared in his mind. He was standing on the edge of the court directing the game. If those referees saw him before, they would only nod to him and say hello. The more arrogant ones might not even look at him.

But what if you have a title?

As long as he is standing on the sidelines, the passing referees must say hello respectfully when they see him!

Whether they wanted to or not, they had to say "Hello, Sir Alex Ferguson!"

Tsk tsk tsk.

If you meet the head coach of a hostile club team, even if the other party is unhappy with you, you have to follow this process.

Thinking about it this way, this title is quite satisfying!

What man wouldn't want something like this?

And now this title has been thrown out by the Excellency in front of him, and Ferguson can get it at his fingertips!

etc.

Ferguson was immersed in beautiful longing when he suddenly froze.

Your Excellency was talking about his housekeeper just now. What did he say next?

Work hard and be loyal to the Hill family?

this.

Does this make him loyal to Ferguson?

Before Ferguson could hesitate, Allen's voice came again.

"Don't hesitate. This is only if you perform well. I will give it to you depending on the situation. But right now, you are not qualified for this. Please consider the team first."

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That damn condescending tone again.

But this time, Ferguson found that he didn't particularly reject this tone.

There seems to be a little more awe and - yearning? !

"Your Excellency, the time is still long! I will prove my ability to you!"

Ferguson's face calmed down and became serious. He looked directly into Allen's eyes and said seriously.

"Oh, let's talk about it later. I like people who do practical things. There are many more empty words and beautiful words than you!"

Allen looked at Ferguson, I can't deal with you in this demo?

He directly used his identity to pressure Ferguson, who now seems to be a little convinced, but not very convinced yet.

To paraphrase Ferguson, it’s still a long time, so take your time.

After he knew the benefits of nobles, this temptation was not something that ordinary people could resist.

Thinking of this, Allen deliberately glanced at Ferguson with contempt, turned around and walked back.

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Ferguson was almost broken by Allen's look!

As a football coach, the most basic quality is to have a big heart with strong ability to withstand pressure.

But no matter how big the heart is, it can only withstand pressure. It cannot bear this kind of contempt!

"Haha, what do you think? Are you disappointed?"

When Angus saw Allen in the box, he stepped forward and put his arm around Allen's shoulders, pointing to the court at his feet.

"It's okay. Have you read the report? How much is it approximately?"

To be honest, the current Manchester United seems to have nothing to do with any giants. At most, it can be regarded as an established and strong team.

Besides, we are in League One now, not the Premier League yet, and there are no stars in the team.

Allen estimates that the entire Manchester United is worth several million pounds if it is to die, and that's all, including the price of the stadium.

Ferguson only joined Manchester United at the end of last year. How much "transfer fee" did Edwards spend to recruit him?

Only sixty thousand pounds!

For a head coach who later became so famous, the transfer fee was only 60,000 pounds!

Now the salary of those players is only 10,000 to 20,000 pounds a year, which is already considered a high-income group!

"Well, it's a little bit more than expected."

Angus was a little embarrassed to speak.

"How much is it?"

Allen frowned, how much higher could it be?

Manchester United is currently in a trough period and its results are not good. What is it worth?

When is this a few decades from now?

"Well, they still have debts of more than 2.7 million pounds. As for the club, uh, five million pounds, which adds up to almost eight million pounds."

"So much!"

That’s eight million pounds!

It's just a League One team, but it's still a League One team in its trough.

Although Diana took out some old clothes and jewelry at random and sold them for millions of pounds a few days ago, Ellen can't compare at all.

He currently has less than 20 million pounds of available cash on hand. If he uses this money to buy the current Manchester United, how will the American bargain hunting plan proceed in a few months?

Huh, that’s not right.

Allen suddenly found that he was in over his head.

When he bought the club, he didn't say it would be settled in one lump sum. After he joined Manchester United, wouldn't all the money be his?

Can he pay in installments?

Moreover, Allen suddenly thought of several other shareholders. When Edwards talked about those shareholders who did not show up just now, his tone seemed not very good.

By starting with these people, we can further lower prices and save costs.

Allen is not particularly familiar with taking the right path, but when it comes to crooked ways, he knows all about them!

"Okay, I'm going back. That's it. Let's talk first. It's really hard on you today Angus!"

"Where is it? Who among us is following whom?"

Angus pulled Allen's shoulder and shook it again, and then said: "Oh no, don't leave in such a hurry. I have already decided the place. You have come to my territory. I have to entertain you no matter what." You?"

The little chubby hand pointed east, and Angus whispered in Allen's ear: "Are you interested in the blonde girl who escaped from the Slavs? I have arranged four for you! Is that interesting enough?! "

"???"

Allen opened his eyes slightly, looked at Angus speechlessly and said: "Angus, you can't be more advanced, show off your duke's airs, and play something advanced!"

The dignified Duke, although he is in despair, but he did this, he ran away from there. Not only is it embarrassing, but the safety issue is also a problem!

What if it's the Natasha type?

Allen cherishes his life. Although he feels that he has no value worthy of special treatment, he often walks by the river. How can his shoes not get wet?

If you want to play, just play with the beautiful or famous, and play in an upright manner, unlike Angus, who is like his mother's prostitute, which is embarrassing!

"Let's go, let's play my part for me."

"Hey! Hey!"

Angus reluctantly took a few steps to follow Alan. Seeing that his face was serious, he didn't seem to be shirking, and it was difficult to say what he said.

He also wants to play like Allen, but he has little capital. People who don't know the industry may think that his status as a duke is very high-end, and it is okay to muddle through temporarily.

But as long as there is contact, sooner or later the secret will be exposed.

Have you ever seen a duke without dozens of servants behind him?

That's the case with Angus. He doesn't even have a decent manor to support his appearance.

"Ellen, I'll take you back!"

"Save it, you can stay and rest. Don't worry, if you help me, I won't treat you badly!"

Allen stopped and looked around. Bodyguards were standing guard outside the box. Several servants saw Allen's eyes and quickly lowered their heads and walked outside, giving Allen room to whisper.

"Angus! You are an old friend of my father's. I helped you because of our friendship. Now you help me again. We are even, but..."

Allen stretched out his right index finger, and under Angus' surprised gaze, he tapped his chest fiercely and said, "Be more restrained in the future. Your family has fallen, but it is not gone! You are still here! This time I If I give you another hand, can you make me believe you?"

"ah?"

Suddenly turning from discussing the blonde girl to this kind of topic, Angus, who had always been very cheerful, was rarely silenced by Alan.

It's not that he doesn't want to cheer up, but he can't cheer up. He loses money doing business and stock trading, and other nobles don't accept him. He has no capital left, so he can only muddle along.

Looking at Angus, who had been silent and seemed to be autistic, Allen reached out and poked him again and said: "Times have changed. Since you can't fit into that circle, why do you have to fit in? Don't you also think Are you going to develop abroad? You made the right move to the United States, but do you know where you went wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Angus looked at Allen, who was thirty years younger than him, with a somewhat complicated look. Aren't the Hill family all reckless?

Why does this generation seem to be different from his father?

"You are wrong because your thinking has not changed! You are wrong because you are not strong enough. It does not mean that the domestic aristocratic circles will not accept you. The top foreign circles must accept you. When your strength is not good enough, you should not look forward. You have to look down! Look at those who are not as good as you!"

"When you don't have the strength, you can't do well anywhere! Unless you open up the hierarchy and mix with people who are lower than you! Do you understand?"

Angus nodded mechanically, and suddenly seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Fatty tilted his head to the left, stared at Allen and said slowly: "After talking for a long time, you want me to follow you?!"

Allen grinned and nodded: "Yes! You finally figured it out. Putting aside everything else, just say that as the two of us, a duke and an earl, we will not mix in the country. If we go Are there any advantages to mixing in the colonies? Is it easy to use?!"

Angus seems to be a broken guy, but he just wants to run to a good place and join the top circles, but his identity and strength are not consistent. Others look down on him, don't let him play, and even cheat him.

But Allen feels that this old guy is also a talent sometimes!

At least he is a duke, and this status is very useful!

In some cases, the status of Duke is more useful than that of Count!

Moreover, this guy has a lot of investment experience. Although he is losing money, if he changes his thinking, if Angus is very optimistic about a project, does this mean that this project will definitely lose money?

Looking at it this way, under certain circumstances, Duke Angus can be Allen's little radar, and Allen can give up the projects he is optimistic about without any thought!

On the contrary, it is a project that he is not optimistic about. In theory, he can learn about it.

Moreover, the land owned by his family has been sold out. With this guy's talent, it is impossible to even think about regaining the power of the Duke of Manchester in this life!

What does this mean?

This means he is easy to control, and Allen can suppress him.

Wouldn't it be perfect for such a Duke, who is experienced and easy to control, to be a tool man?

This is exactly the old talent that Allen has always longed for!

Even if all other conditions are ignored, does having a duke follow you sound awesome? !

"Huh? Don't say it. When you say this, my ideas will open up. Is this what your Gambia project is about?"

Duke Angus sniffed. He didn't care about face in the first place. He just fell into a misunderstanding and went in the wrong direction. Now that Alan said it, he felt that it was not impossible.

Allen is the son of Kano, and Kano is his old brother. He is the elder beside Allen, which is not shameful, and it also makes him affectionate and righteous.

Moreover, Angus discovered that Alan was a quiet guy with great ideas. The projects he worked on may not be lofty, but he was not easy to attract too much attention from the outside world. He made a fortune quietly and was very low-key. It is completely opposite to his extremely high-profile development path.

"Okay! Then nephew Allen, is there anything you need uncle to do for you?"

Angus looked at Alan with a kind face and patted his shoulder gently.

"???"

Allen listened to Angus's words and looked at the fat Duke up and down again.

Ten fucking minutes ago, you called me Brother Allen, why are you your nephew now?

PS: I am not a salty person. This is not today’s update. This is an update that I made consciously. I will continue to update today’s update after I finish my work today!