After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 1038 - 0338 Seagulls Follow the Fishing Boat (Request Subscription)_2

Those people don’t even use their brains.

Continuing the search without a lead, Boas sighed and prepared to turn back.

There’s still a match to play tomorrow.

Even though Mourinho’s ban is over, who the hell knows if Mourinho will be banned again.

Kenyon had told him in advance that he is a very important member of the team and would receive a better contract at the end of the season.

In this situation, there’s no way for him to be away for long periods.

It’s only because today is a day off that he had the chance to be at the edge of Lincolnshire, over 240 kilometers away from London.

Just as Boas was walking back with his backpack, he heard sounds coming from the White Wax Forest beside him.

Boas wanted to head straight to his car and leave, but his curiosity got the better of him.

He took the flashlight off his waist, turned it on, and walked into the White Wax Forest.

The branches of the white ash trees were not thick, but the grove was quite dense, and combined with the darkening sky, it gave an eerie feel.

As the sounds got closer, Boas’s heart began to race uncontrollably.

When he walked over step by step, he found it was an injured wild cat howling.

"I’ve really been overthinking it, how could there be demons in this day and age."

Boas crouched down to bandage the cat, shaking his head self-deprecatingly as he spoke.

Just as he was about to leave, he realized he couldn’t find the way back.

Boas could only rely on his instincts to walk.

After walking for about ten minutes, Boas felt something was wrong.

Because it hadn’t taken this long to walk in.

Just as he was about to change direction, suddenly his foot slipped and he rolled down.

...

"What happened to you?"

The next morning, Mourinho asked the disheveled Boas when he saw him.

His assistant coach clearly hadn’t slept well, his clothes were a mess, covered in dried leaves and torn in several places.

It didn’t match Boas’s usual state at all; Boas is very particular about his personal image.

"It’s nothing. Is today’s match ready?"

Boas asked with a smile.

Although yesterday was a mess, he was pleasantly surprised with what he gained.

He had finally found the treasure in a cave he fell into, though getting out was tricky.

Luckily, he had brought mountain tools.

By the time he drove over 200 kilometers back to London, it was already working hours, and he didn’t have time to freshen up at home.

"Go to the office and change your clothes first."

Mourinho said, patting Boas on the shoulder.

"Alright."

Boas turned and walked towards the office building.

Mourinho couldn’t help but shake his head.

The security in London is really poor; his assistant coach could even be mugged on his way to work.

PM.

At the Chelsea home ground for the match against West Bromwich.

Huang Kaiwen, Terry, and Ramos were all suspended.

Along with Kaka, Inzaghi, who were on vacation in the United Kingdom, all appeared in the box together.

Inzaghi pointed at Boas by the sidelines, laughing, "Your assistant coach is more of a spotlight than Mourinho; has he watched too much ’Harry Potter’?"

"How do you know what ’Harry Potter’ is about? You were already a star by the time the book became famous."

Huang Kaiwen retorted.

"Yeah, I thought you weren’t interested in children’s literature."

Kaka followed up with a question.

"I just occasionally saw it on TV."

Inzaghi defended.

"What channel?"

Kaka pursued.

"Rete 4, that’s the one."

Inzaghi said.

"Sorry, Filippo, but we’ve never bought the ’Harry Potter’ rights."

The young lady said with a smile.

"How do you know if they aired that movie?" Inzaghi said.

"Of course, I know."

The young lady smiled slightly, saying, "I recently researched TV broadcasting rights and am considering bringing in some movies to boost ratings, so I looked at the movie data introduced by several TV stations over the past 20 years. ’Harry Potter’ was never aired on Rete 4 or Canal 5 and the first channel."

Inzaghi:...

Oh, the TV station owners are really something.

Losing the argument, Inzaghi switched topics, pulling out a deck of cards from his pocket, asking, "Anyone up for a couple of rounds?"

"How do you play?"

Terry asked curiously.

Like most stars, he didn’t grow up wealthy.

He was familiar with card games that are popular in the streets.

"Dou Di Zhu, where one person acts as the landlord and two others try to beat him..."

Inzaghi began to explain to Terry.

Clearly, he wanted to pick on a newbie.

Terry was skilled with cards, and even before the game began, he had figured out the rules.

Inzaghi looked around the box and finally pointed to Ramos, asking, "Do you want to join in, kid?"

"Me?"

Ramos asked, pointing at himself.

Although he got a new endorsement deal,

the money hadn’t come through yet, and his financial situation wasn’t great.

Moreover, it was obviously money given to him by Huang Kaiwen; a media group doesn’t need a spokesperson, especially since Huang Kaiwen himself is the most influential soccer star.

Ramos was somewhat hesitant to play.

He had heard when he was at Milan that Inzaghi played for high stakes.

"Are you scared? Never mind then."

Inzaghi said, intentionally provoking.

Previously, playing with Huang Kaiwen and Kaka, he always lost, so he wanted to find two new opponents.

"Bring it on, who’s afraid of you, old man."

Ramos said.

"Aren’t you going to talk some sense into Sergio, Kevin?"

Kaka asked, sounding a bit worried.

Inzaghi clearly intended to trap Ramos.

"Forget it, let them play."

Huang Kaiwen responded.

Although Inzaghi was familiar with playing Dou Di Zhu, his personality was too adventurous.

He would often call as the landlord whenever there was a bit of a chance.

This kind of behavior easily led to losses.