After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 916 - 0313 He possesses a magic that can turn black and white upside down (Please subscribe)_4

Ferguson wasn’t that angry in his heart.

Actually, he just wanted to find an opportunity to leave.

Otherwise, these reporters would definitely find a way to stir things up between him and Mourinho.

Even if he wasn’t afraid of Mourinho, there was no need to get into unnecessary trouble.

Mourinho is a tough opponent; he’s never seen a young man with such a fighting spirit.

Wenger and Cruyff still often get into verbal spats with Mourinho.

All I can say is that this South Korean reporter asked a great question; otherwise, he’d have to find a way to leave.

With Ferguson gone, the reporters shifted their focus.

"Assistant, sir, where is Mourinho?"

The reporter asked again.

"First, my name is not Assistant. My name is Luís André Villas-Boas, you can call me Andre, or Mr. Villas-Boas; it’s a compound surname, but if you find it troublesome, you can call me Mr. Boas. Also, you refer to others as ’sir’, but why call Jose by his surname alone, just because he didn’t come to the press conference?"

Boas said, annoyed.

"Alright, Mr. Boas, where is Mourinho?"

The reporter asked.

Their main concern was Mourinho.

"Jose has other matters, so I’m attending the press conference."

Boas said.

"Was Kevin’s appearance arranged by Mr. Mourinho?" The reporter asked.

"No, it was my decision."

Boas said.

"Kevin’s appearance completely changed Chelsea’s situation. Does that mean Chelsea with Kevin and without Kevin are two different teams?" The reporter asked.

Boas laughed and shook his head: "I’ve heard this kind of question many times; Kevin is one of the best players in the world, but football requires 11 players. Today, Huntelaar scored a hat-trick; isn’t his performance outstanding? Chelsea plays as a team, and won’t excessively rely on any one player."

The reporters below were somewhat dismissive.

Against Manchester City, it’s one thing, but today Chelsea was completely different with Huang Kaiwen.

"Can you talk about the referee?"

Upon hearing this question, Boas’s heart skipped a beat.

He quickly stood up and said, "The matters concerning the referee are not for me to comment on. I need to leave now."

He clearly knew that Mourinho had been banned after criticizing the referee post-match.

At times like this, Boas really didn’t dare to say much. After his ban, would the fitness coach instruct from the sidelines?

Even Sir Ferguson said nothing about the referee; how could he have the authority?

In this regard, Boas was still quite wise.

Previously, seeing Sir Robson and Mourinho easily handle these reporters at press conferences.

Once he sat at the table, he realized how much pressure these reporters exert.

Now, he just wants Mourinho to be banned for fewer games.

On the return bus.

Mourinho praised the whole team.

The atmosphere on the bus was lively.

The players talked in small groups.

Ashley Cole glanced ahead, noticed Mourinho didn’t look back, and turned to ask, "Let’s go out and celebrate tonight. Everyone’s decided."

"Who is ’everyone’?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

Today’s match started early, so there’s plenty of time.

"Joe, John, and many others. Isn’t it worth celebrating after beating Manchester United?"

Ashley Cole said with a wink.

"Alright then."

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

London’s nightlife is fascinating, so it’s no wonder Chelsea players like going out.

But Madrid and Milan aren’t bad either.

Back in London, it’s almost eight o’clock.

After dinner, Huang Kaiwen donned a baseball cap and walked down the street with his teammates.

Even in winter, the girls out to party dress quite provocatively, especially as the UK’s summer has just passed.

Ashley Cole glanced around, seeing Huang Kaiwen with a cap; Ashley Cole laughed and said, "Are you afraid of being photographed? Sometimes they call you and money solves it."

"No, mainly I’ve heard that London’s rain causes hair loss."

Huang Kaiwen said, laughing.

Terry touched his hairline and said, "No wonder."

"What’s there to worry about? Worst case, just shave it all off."

Ashley Cole punched Terry while talking.

Terry then wrapped his arm around Ashley Cole’s neck, and they started horsing around on the road.

After passing some scenery, they followed Ashley Cole to his familiar nightclub.

Clearly, he comes often; after tipping the security, he took them straight through the VIP passage.

They found a spot to sit, and Ashley Cole ordered quite a bit of alcohol.

"There are lots of girls here."

Ashley Cole turned and said, "You have to enjoy yourself when you go out."

Huang Kaiwen smiled and nodded without saying anything.

The main thing is that ordinary girls can’t really pique his interest.

Deco’s eager expression caught Terry’s eye, so Terry smiled and said, "Shall we go have fun downstairs?"

Deco nodded.

"Hey, look, is that Peter and the others?"

Ashley Cole shouted.

Huang Kaiwen looked over and immediately recognized Crouch.

Crouch’s appearance is very distinctive.

"Wasn’t he playing for Liverpool? What’s he doing in London?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"He transferred to Portsmouth this summer."

Terry explained.

Ashley Cole went straight over to call him.

Joe Cole’s expression was a bit unnatural, and Terry said with a smile, "That woman Clancy used to be Joe’s girlfriend."

Huang Kaiwen: ...

From Italy to Spain, and then to England.

Do these players just love to pick up leftovers?

Ashley Cole called Crouch and the others over to introduce them: "This is our national team teammate Peter, and this is his girlfriend Abi. They’re in London for fun."

Huang Kaiwen nodded at Crouch.

Crouch’s physique and technical characteristics are truly unforgettable.

"Hi, Kevin!"

Crouch said with a smile.

"Good evening, Peter."

Huang Kaiwen nodded with a smile.

"Let’s not just exchange pleasantries, let’s sit down."

Clancy pulled Crouch to sit across from Huang Kaiwen.

After chatting a bit, Joe Cole stood up, and Terry asked, "We’re getting ready to go down for some fun, are you coming?"

Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said, "You guys go ahead, I’m a bit tired today."

"I’m tired too."

Ramos said.

"We just got back."

Crouch said with a smile.

"Alright, feel free to order whatever you want." Terry said.

"We can take care of ourselves."

Huang Kaiwen said.

The teammates all went dancing, leaving only Huang Kaiwen, Ramos, and Crouch.

The atmosphere wasn’t as lively as before.

Crouch had once said himself that if it weren’t for playing football, he might still be a virgin at 40; he wasn’t very good at socializing in real life.

Without national team teammates around, he wasn’t that good at chatting.

Huang Kaiwen proactively asked, "I heard you left Liverpool, how’s it going with the new team?"

"It feels alright, there’s too much pressure with a big team."

Crouch said.

"That’s fine, as long as it suits you."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

"Right." Ramos nodded and said.

"Gentlemen, there are ladies here too, can we not talk about football?"

Clancy asked.

"Sorry." Huang Kaiwen said.

"Kevin, do you have your own fashion brand?"

Clancy asked.

"Not yet, but I own a beverage shop."

Huang Kaiwen smiled, reached into his pocket, pulled out two cards and handed them over, saying, "There’s £200 inside, try it when you have time."

"Thank you."

Clancy beamed, took the store card and said, "I’ve tried it before, the black tea is pretty good, suits my taste."

"Then please do support my business."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Suddenly he felt a foot reach across, and it was quite obvious who it was from.

Huang Kaiwen kept a calm demeanor and continued chatting, gently tapping Ramos with his right hand.

Ramos took out his phone and pretended to look at a message, turning to Huang Kaiwen, he said, "I forgot my sister came to London, I have to go pick her up."

"Let’s go then, we’ll go together."

Huang Kaiwen turned and apologized, saying, "Nice meeting you all, but I have some matters to attend to, catch up next time."

After leaving the nightclub, Ramos asked, "What happened?"

He only got the signal from Huang Kaiwen and didn’t know what had happened.

"Nothing, that woman stretched her foot over."

Huang Kaiwen said.

"She’s attracted to your fame, Kevin."

Ramos said.

"Don’t worry, I won’t fall for it that easily."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

The two of them caught a taxi and headed straight home.

Once in the car, Huang Kaiwen sent messages to Terry and the others, explaining he had other matters.

After getting home, he played games for a while before going to bed.

A little past three in the morning, Mourinho, who couldn’t sleep, opened his eyes, quietly got up, and went to the study.

He opened his laptop and searched, "Tarot cards..."