Reborn Capital Empire

Chapter 339 Back to Exeter

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The next day Guo Shouyun had just had breakfast when Nicolas Sarkozy called. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a

"Mr. Guo, why didn't I see you at the end of the banquet last night?"

"I'm sorry, but I left early because I felt a little uncomfortable temporarily."

"So that's it, is it serious?"

"It's just that I came to France for the first time and I was a little uncomfortable, not serious."

"That's good! In the future, Mr. Guo can call me if he needs anything in France, and I will try my best to help!"

"Thank you. If there is something difficult to solve here, I will definitely ask Mr. Sarkozy for help!"

"Haha, that's good! ... I hope the trip to France can leave a good memory for Mr. Guo."

"I hope so too!"

"Then I won't disturb Mr. Guo, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

After putting down the phone, Guo Shouyun thought about it and shook his head slightly.

"Almost forgot!"

Picked up the phone again and called Al Bevan.

"Hey, I'm flying to England at ten o'clock this morning, do you want to come with me?"

"Of course! Just in time to take your private jet back."

"Okay. I'm at the Balcari Hotel, come here, then we'll go to the airport together!"

"Balkari Hotel? When did you change places?"

"last night."

"Understood, I'll be there in a moment!"

After answering, Guo Shouyun hung up the phone.

Al Bevan came faster than he thought. Guo Shouyun had just finished breakfast when his people were already outside the door.

"Arrived so early?"

After walking in, "I'm fine in the hotel anyway, so I just came over earlier."

"Where are the players you're investigating?" Guo Shouyun asked after closing the door.

"I saw it yesterday. The good seedlings have long been monopolized by those agents who are close to the club. The rest are either the family is responsible, or they plan to wait and see." Said, Al Bevan Shaking his head with a bit of frustration.

Guo Shouyun also understood his loss. In Europe, especially in Western Europe, the football system has been developed for hundreds of years and has long been complete. Clubs, scouts, and agents are enough to catch all those football teenagers who have shown extraordinary talent since childhood. Even if there are occasional omissions, not too many.

"I suggest you go to South America, Africa, or Asia to find opportunities. The football training system there is not as complete as that in Europe, and the chances of finding good seedlings are much higher!"

"I know. But...!"

"Don't look at me. I don't have any resources here!" Guo Shouyun knew what was in his mind when he saw his eyes, and waved his hand quickly.

"Don't refuse so quickly, you are my brother-in-law anyway. And Bevin Economics still owns half of your shares!" Al Bevin said with a bit of flattery in his tone.

"Don't 'fuck off', I really don't have any resources here. Otherwise, I wouldn't just recommend you a coach last time!"

Guo Shouyun didn't deliberately not say it, but he really didn't have a suitable candidate. Although he was a pseudo-fan in his last life. But the most memorable is Messi, Ronaldo, Di Maria and other football stars after 10 years. Although he still remembers some of the 2001 and 2002 years, most of his memories are already very vague. The ones he had told Al Bevan before were the only reserves he had. As for why he didn't tell him what he knew, the superstars born after 10 told him.

the reason is simple. One, he no longer intends to continue to be a 'prophet'. Second, many seedlings are the treasures of the club, and they can't get them with Al Bevan's ability. Third, after buying 'Manchester United', it is easier and save energy to let Al Bevin wear this 'skin' to contact each other.

"All right!"

Al Bevan sighed in disappointment.

"Don't be disappointed, there are still many opportunities in the future!"

"I'm counting on you to buy Manchester United now!" Al Bevin said expectantly after nodding.

"Will do!"

After patting him on the shoulder, Guo Shouyun turned around, "Matthew, have you packed everything?"

"It's ready, and Carl has left the room too."

Carl is another bodyguard of Guo Shouyun.

"Then let's go!"

The tidy people filed out, and after they arrived at the airport by car, the private jet 'Kunpeng', which had been waiting for a long time, started slowly. disappear into the clouds.

Then in less than an hour, it landed at Crist Honeyton Airport near Exeter.

"Private jets are just different, not only fast but also comfortable!" Al Bevan said enviously.

"You can also buy one in the future!"

"I think so. But at $18 million for a Gulfstream G400, I can't afford it!"

"Don't be so depressed, Bevin Sports Economics will develop. In addition, if you have spare money, put it into the Thunder Fund. I guarantee that within three or four years, Gulfstream business jets will no longer be a high-end luxury for you! "

Al Bevan's eyes lit up and nodded quickly.

In recent years, with the in-depth excavation of Guo Shouyun's information by the media, a lot of his information has been exposed to the public eye, especially the Thunder Fund. The high profit rate is the envy of the whole world.

"Let's go, there's still a long way to go home!"

Patted Al Bevan on the shoulder. After Molly Bevan fell into a coma, it was also his brother-in-law's responsibility to take care of this brother-in-law.

After getting off the plane, his own bodyguard took out the car that was placed in the cabin. Guo Shouyun's "Kunpeng" modified from a Boeing 737 has enough space to put down his special Mercedes-Benz bulletproof sedan.

Crist Honeyton Airport is not close to the city of Exeter, and it takes more than half an hour to drive. However, this time is not too difficult, and the time to chat is over.

Bevan's Bar. It was still the same as when Guo Shouyun first saw it. The three years of wind and rain only added to its vicissitudes, but it did not change its color and shape.

The logo of the Exeter team on the glass door at the entrance has been somewhat damaged because the market was touched, but the owner obviously did not intend to replace it.

"go in!"

After saying hello, Al Bevan, who was walking in front, pushed open the glass door. Guo Shouyun followed closely. Soon, the familiar bar space appeared in front of him again.

A year later, seeing the same British decoration style around him again, the memory of the past quickly emerged from Guo Shouyun's heart. Immediately afterwards, a complex mood took over his mind.

"Bruce, come here! What are you doing standing at the door?"

Guo Shouyun, who had recovered from the sound of Al Bevan's summoning, nodded and strode over.

"uncle!"

When he walked to the counter and saw the old Bevin who was wearing a jacket standing inside, obviously thin and vicissitudes, Guo Shouyun called out a complicated name.

Old Bevin nodded. In fact, he didn't welcome this guy who caused his daughter to be in a coma. But thinking of his two grandchildren, looking at the white temples on both sides of him, and those harsh words that have reached his throat, he can no longer say it.

With a dull 'um', Old Bevin was silent for a while, "You guys go upstairs, it's noon soon, let's have lunch together."

"Great, then let's get ready! Let's go, Bruce!"

Al Bevan understood the source of the conflict between his father and Guo Shouyun. Without any good solution, he can only adjust the relationship between the two as much as possible.

After Guo Shouyun nodded to old Bevin, he followed Al Bevin upstairs.

During this process, he could feel the complicated eyes behind him who had been staring at his back. Also a father, he can understand the mood of old Bevin now. If any guy causes his precious daughter to fall into a coma in the future, he must hate the other party to death. So, all along, even though the old Bevin has been disliked to see him, and even sneered, he has never complained.

Nothing on the second floor has changed, and everything is the same as when Guo Shouyun first came.

"Bruce, I'll go put my luggage. We'll cook together in a minute!"

Guo Shouyun nodded. After Al Bevan returned to the room, he opened Molly's room and watched it cleaned up.

Many of the pictures of him and Molly that had been there had disappeared. The only thing left is a family photo of Molly and him holding chubby newborn Elizabeth and George, hanging by the bedside. It was the only photo of them together before Molly's accident.

"Molly...!"

Memories of the past reappeared in his mind. Looking at the photo, Guo Shouyun seems to be crazy at this moment.

"Bruce, Bruce?"

"coming!"

Being greeted by Al Bevan brought him back to his senses. After sorting out my thoughts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ rubbed her face and hurriedly walked out.

"There are a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator. I will help you in a while, and you will take charge. My dad likes Chinese food the most. With your craftsmanship, he will definitely be satisfied!"

Guo Shouyun nodded, "Then let's do it. It's getting late!"

With that, he took off his jacket and rolled his shirt to his elbow. In his last life, even though he was in his thirties, he was still alone. But in order to chase after the girl he liked, he once specially learned to cook. Unfortunately, no matter how good your cooking skills are, you still can't get rid of the result of being a single dog without a car or a house. But despite this, his cooking skills have indeed been practiced.

In this way, under the busyness of the two, a sumptuous lunch appeared on the table.

Spicy fried chicken, green pepper fried bamboo shoots, cucumber eggs, braised prawns, plus a mushroom seafood soup. The standard four dishes and one soup are large enough for the three of them.

As they prepared everything, there was a dull sound of footsteps from the corner of the stairs. Soon, the figure of old Bevin appeared in the eyes of the two.

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