Willian thought for a moment, "How is the work of the team's home security observer?"

After speaking, William explained with a smile, "Your eyes and observation ability are probably the most powerful, and if you have a level, you will be counted as a deputy director, and you will talk about other things when you adapt to security work."

"Thanks, no problem", Schwager is happy with the job, he is a Chelsea fan himself, and now that he is back in London to be able to spend more time with his parents and have a girlfriend and need a decent job, the team's deputy head of security is just right.

As for the team's salary, Schwager didn't care, the weekly salary of the Secret Service Academy was 2,000 pounds, plus the pay for the assignment for Willian was very good, otherwise he would not have bought a big house near Chelsea Stadium as soon as he returned to London.

For William, a sniper like Schwager can only send him out on a sniper mission when he can't get close to the target.

It would be nice to be able to appease him with a decent job now.

After chatting about Schwagger's work, William personally introduced everyone to each other.

After sitting down, seeing that the ordinary-looking Schwagger was so favored by William, Kenny was smart enough not to find Schwagger immediately, but to talk to old Schwager from time to time.

I ate a meal until about 8 p.m., and waited for Sunday to inform that Marcel's treatment was complete, and I changed my clothes in the medical room.

William clapped his hands and interrupted the chatting group, "Ladies and gentlemen, Marcel's treatment is over, shall we go and see how he is recovering?"

Lena, who was listening to the old Schwager tell the fans about their opinions, was surprised, "So fast?"

"Mom, it's been three hours, or I'll let Marcel guide him to the restaurant on Sunday, he'll be hungry too."

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to answer, William directly ordered Marcel to open the security door in the basement on Sunday.

Not long after, Marcel, who was neatly dressed, walked into the dining room under the guidance of the servant.

"This, this, Marcel, weren't you injured yesterday?" As soon as he saw Marcel walking normally, old Schwager asked in surprise, "Mr. Devon Hill, have you really invented a new technology to quickly recover from your injuries?"

Seeing Bob Schwager quietly pull his father's arm, William smiled and shook his head at Schwarger, "It's okay, Bob."

Telling Jesse to lead Marcel into the seat, William happily said to Marcel, "It seems that you are recovering well, there is no discomfort."

Thanking the maid who brought him the utensils and food, Marcel shook his hand a little excitedly, "No, no problem, but I feel like I have returned to ten years ago, relaxed,

There was no discomfort in my ankles, knees and lower back, and God, I have to thank you, boss, for revitalizing my career."

"It works so well?"

From seeing Marcel walk in like a normal person, Mourinho was shocked and excited at the same time, "I'm sorry, boss, can I take Marcel back to the team for a test? With this technology, doesn't that mean that the team won't have to worry about injuries in the future?"

This is a great advantage in English football, which emphasizes confrontation, and in the future, when encountering teams that like physical contact, not only do you not have to suffer from gains and losses, but it is a big deal to exchange injuries for injuries.

It will take at most half a day for your own players to be injured, but it is not so easy for players from other teams to recover from injuries, and in the long run, Chelsea will definitely be the hegemon of England in the future.

Mourinho has already thought about it now, and this time the central defenders will be looking for those who have a tough style of play and strong interception ability.

The midfield is looking for speed, outstanding passing ability, dragging all opponents into the muscle jungle, thinking that tomorrow's opponent will be the technical flow Arsenal, he suddenly has a weird smile on his face.

Urging Marcel to finish dinner and say hello to Willian, Mourinho anxiously took Kenny and Marcel away and hurried back to the team for testing.

And most of the paparazzi who stayed outside the manor, only thought about William's attitude towards the interview, and followed Mourinho to the Chelsea team without much thought.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the paparazzi were almost gone, and William sent Schwager and his son to the living room of the main building, and said to Schwarge, "You know, although our relationship is no longer a secret in the eyes of some people,

But if I send you out myself, tomorrow your picture will be spread all over England, and it will not do us any good."

"Understood", Schwager smiled and nodded, William's attitude towards him today couldn't be more friendly, plus he didn't plan to be famous.

After shaking William's hand, Schwager walked out of the main entrance of the main building after his father and the servant, and walked out of the manor.

Along the way, he said something that he could say to his father, and told Old Schwager that if anyone asked, he would say that he was the team's security guard and was allowed to enter the manor.

As soon as the two walked out of the gate of the manor, they were surrounded by waiting fans and paparazzi, and the elder Schwager said to several companions and acquaintances, "Go to my bar."

"No, I'd better go to your house and say", his companions and acquaintances stared at a few of the paparazzi who had mixed in, "don't forget, all Chelsea fan bars are full of people now".

"Also, I'm glad I forgot about Mr Devon Hill celebrating Lady Lena's birthday and inviting all Chelsea fans to drink for free at the fan bar".

Patting himself on the forehead, old Schwager thought for a moment and said, "Go to Bob's house, he hasn't invited everyone to drink before he moves to a new house."

"We're fine, but there are so many people, Bob, don't be stingy and just invite us for a few drinks and chase people away."

"Don't worry, I promise you won't run out of beer unless you crawl away," Bob assured, patting his chest.

"Haha, then let's go now", after saying more than a dozen familiar fan leaders, they said a few words to their partners, and soon these paparazzi were surrounded by fans, looking for various reasons to chat, just not to let the paparazzi go.

A few minutes after Schwager and his party drove away, the fans dispersed and went to the fan bar for a drink.

After everyone left, William was about to take Abby and Jesse to rest, but before he could say goodnight, his mother pulled him to the couch and sat down.

After hesitating for a moment, Lena asked, "William, you shouldn't be short of money, right?"

"Of course not", looking at the hesitant mother suspiciously, William said, "How can our family be short of money, I don't know how to spend it now."

"That's good", hearing this, Lena's eyes lit up and said, "Mom, can you please do something".

"Of course", William nodded without hesitation, let alone one, even if it was a hundred.

Seeing that William agreed so quickly, Lena couldn't help but be happy, "Then think about it, how can we not open the self-healing instrument to other teams before our team wins the Champions League, and it will not affect the fame and money of the new technology."