If you don't care about the players, it depends on the coach's ability, fame, honor and how much power the club has in his hands.

So Mourinho didn't think for a moment before replying, "As long as your healing device is really effective, and it has not been open to players from other teams in recent years, I don't think there is a player who has been plagued by injuries who can refuse our offer.

Plus if you give me the right to put disobedient players on the bench, then no one will dare to stir things up."

"Hehe", hearing Mourinho's words of taking the opportunity to ask for power, Willian just thought about it and agreed, "As long as it doesn't affect the results, you have the final say on who starts and who plays."

"No problem, boss".

Excitedly looked at the team manager Kenny, who rolled his eyes, with William's personal assurance, Mourinho believes that as long as the results are not bad, the team will really have the final say in the future.

And if he can win a few titles, he may be able to start a Chelsea dynasty like Alex Ferguson did at Manchester United.

Chatting and chatting, Jesse, who was ready for dinner, happily returned to the living room and said to Lena, "Madam, dinner is ready, should we invite guests to dinner now."

"Okay", the team's plan to acquire Ronaldo and Buffon made Lena feel very good now, plus Jesse left William to report directly to him, seeing that Jesse suddenly became much more pleasing to the eye, and said with a smile, "It's hard."

Then he said to Mourinho and Kenny, "Gentlemen, how about we have dinner and then talk?"

Seeing that William had already stood up, Kenny and Mourinho hurriedly got up and replied to Lena, "Thank you, ma'am, please first."

When the chefs arrived at the restaurant, they were greeted by authentic Portuguese dishes made with top-notch fresh cod, swimming shrimp, crab and all kinds of shellfish.

Lao Mu was very happy and thanked him again and again, which made his face-saving mother look at Jesse even more pleasing to the eye.

After a flattering smile, Jesse gave Abigail a vague expression of gratitude, and William, who had observed all this, smiled and shook Abigail's hand beside him.

Everyone was talking and laughing and eating a big meal, and the outside of the manor was now surrounded by dozens of paparazzi and reporters.

After the news from the paparazzi that William was wearing a white coat and unilateral smart glasses that glowed with blue light, and took his mother and Abi to greet Mourinho, Kenny and Marcel in a wheelchair in the main building of the manor.

Many TV stations in England temporarily broadcast this news, and for a while the whole of London was curious about why Marcel would visit William's estate after his injury.

Coupled with the fact that William has never been photographed wearing a white coat, it makes one wonder if William has invented some new technology that can treat athletes' injuries.

It didn't take long for a number of fans wearing winter coats, Chelsea jerseys, scarves and hats to spontaneously come outside the manor, and when Schwagger, one of the leaders of the fans, arrived with his son Bob Lee Schwager and a few companions.

Many fans who knew that he had a good relationship with Willian encouraged old Schwager to go to the manor and ask what was going on.

Without waiting for old Schwager to hesitate for long, William, who received the notice on Sunday, asked Sunday to invite Schwager and his son into the manor, and soon the door opened automatically, and a servant politely invited Schwager and his son into the manor.

"God, old Schwagger, I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with Mr. Devon Hill."

Listening to the admiration of his companions, old Schwager just smiled and walked into the manor with Bob, and as soon as they reached the main building, they saw Abigail who greeted them apologetically,

"I'm sorry, Mr. Schwagger, William and Madame William are dining with Mourinho and Mr. Kenny, and I have to pick you up, and he says that he should not be so polite with your relationship."

"That's right," don't be so polite, it means that the relationship has reached a certain level, Schwager nodded again and again, and smiled at his father, "Father, with my relationship with William, you are really welcome."

"Thank you," Abi smiled and gestured as he stretched out his hand, "please come with me, gentlemen, and if you don't have a meal, you can have some with us."

"Is that okay?"

Although he had already had dinner, he had the opportunity to eat and chat with the team owners, coaches and managers, and the elder Schwager would not let it go.

"Of course, when I came out, William had already instructed Chef to prepare food for you," Abby nodded with a smile before explaining,

"Because the coach is Portuguese, today's food is Portuguese, if you can't get used to it, I'll go to the kitchen and ask the chef to remake it."

"No," said old Schwagger, shaking his hand hurriedly, "the seafood is fine, but it would be better if there was beer."

"Is it okay to have Le Cordon Bleu 1844?" Abbie didn't have any impatience and said, "The rest is only Budweiser."

"Le Cordon Bleu is fine", a £20 bottle of Le Cordon Bleu 1844 Old Schwager has drunk it, but he hasn't drunk it a few times, so with this kind of beer, then Budweiser is not in his consideration.

Walking into the dining room, he saw William standing up politely, approaching and shaking hands with him, and then to the surprise of old Schwagger, William actually hugged his son Bob.

"Dude, how's it going?"

Bob Lee Schwager laughed, "It's not bad, I bought a big house near the stadium and got a girlfriend, the only bad thing is that I've been drinking a bit more beer lately."

"Ha, you're really not slow, it's only been ten days, life is complete, come on, I'll introduce you to the coach and manager of the team, in the future if you want a ticket behind the coach's seat, just go to Kenny, right, Kenny?"

"Of course, Mr. Devon Hill, I'll get two of the best season tickets for the two Mr. Schwager when I go back, and if you don't like it, the box is fine."

The boss has promised it personally, how can Kenny object, as for the fact that the good seat has been sold, it is very simple for him, it is a big deal to give season ticket fans a promotion to a small box.

"Thank you, but", seeing Schwager's hesitant look, William smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, man, if you have something to say, just say it, I promise to help you if you can do it."

Looking at his father's gray hair, Schwager was embarrassed, "Can I work on the team?"

"I've seen Mr. Harry Hart when I come back, but you know, William, I don't need to go there often, and I need to find a job for what I've experienced,"

"Okay, I understand".

The job that Schwager is talking about is the sniper instructor work of the Ace Agent Academy, and this job really doesn't require him to go every day, and sometimes even once a week is enough.