Chapter 339: Back to Exeter

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The next day, as soon as Guo Shouyun had breakfast, Nikolai Sarkozy's phone called.

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

"I'm sorry, I left early because I felt a little unwell. ”

"I see, is it serious?"

"It's just that the first time I came to France, I was a little uncomfortable, and it wasn't serious. ”

In the future, Mr. Guo can call me if he needs anything in France, and I will help as much as I can!"

"Thank you. If something really hard to solve here, I will definitely ask Mr. Sarkozy for help!"

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

"I hope so, too!"

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

"Goodbye!"

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

"I almost forgot!"

Pick up your phone again and call Al Bevan.

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

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

"Okay. I'm at the Balkari Hotel, come over and we'll go to the airport together!"

"Hotel Balkari, when did you change places?"

"Yesterday night. ”

"Got it, I'll be over in a moment!"

After answering, Guo Shouyun hung up the phone.

Al Bewen came faster than he thought, and as soon as Guo Shouyun finished breakfast, his people had already arrived outside the door.

"So early?"

After walking in, "It's okay to be in the hotel anyway, so I just came over early." ”

"What about the players you inspected?" asked Guo Shouyun after closing the door.

"I already saw it yesterday. Good seedlings have long been monopolized by agents who are close to the club. The rest is either the responsibility of the family, or they plan to wait and see. Al Bevan shook his head a little frustratedly.

Guo Shouyun also understands his loss. In Europe, especially in Western Europe, the football system has been developed for hundreds of years and has long been very 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, there won't be too many.

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

"I know. But...!"

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

"Don't refuse so quickly, you're also my brother-in-law. And you still have half of your shares!" said Al Beven with a hint of flattery in his tone.

"Don't 'spill and roll', I really don't have any resources here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have just recommended you as a coach last time!"

Guo Shouyun didn't mean not to say it, but he really didn't have a suitable candidate. Although in his previous life he was a pseudo-fan. But the most memorable ones are football stars such as Messi, Ronaldo, and Di Maria after 10 years. Although he still remembers some of these in '01 and '02, most of his memories are already very vague. The ones he had told Al Beven were the only reserves he had. As for why he didn't tell him what he knew, those superstar levels after the first zero.

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

"Okay!"

Al Bevern sighed in disappointment.

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

"I'm counting on you to buy Manchester United right now!" Al Bevan nodded expectantly.

"Yes!"

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

After tidying up, Carl returned the room. ”

Carl is another of Guo Shouyun's bodyguards.

"Then let's go!"

After rushing to the airport by car, the private jet "Kunpeng", which had been waiting for a long time, slowly started, and after taxiing faster and faster, it jumped up and plunged into the blue sky, gradually disappearing into the clouds.

Then, in less than an hour, it landed at Christ Hornton Airport near Exeter.

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

"You can buy one later!"

"I think. But a Gulfstream G400 costs $18 million, and I can't afford it!"

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

Al Bevan's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly.

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's eye, especially the Thunder Fund. The ultra-high profitability is the envy of the whole world.

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

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

After getting off the plane, the own bodyguard took out the car that was placed in the cabin. Guo Shouyun's 'Kunpeng', which was converted from a Boeing 737, has enough space to fit his specially made Mercedes-Benz bulletproof sedan.

Christ Honeyton Airport is not close to Exeter, and it takes more than half an hour to drive. However, this little time is not too difficult, and the work of chatting is over.

Bevin Bar. It is still the same as when Guo Shouyun first saw it, and the three years of wind and rain have only added to its vicissitudes, but it has not changed its color and shape.

The logo of the Exeter team on the glass door at the entrance has been somewhat damaged due to the fact that the market has been touched, but the owner obviously has no intention of replacing it.

"Let's go inside!"

After saying hello, Al Bewen, who was walking in front, pushed open the glass door. Guo Shouyun followed. Soon, the familiar bar space was once again presented to him.

After a year, seeing the unchanged British decoration style around me again, the memories of the past quickly flooded from the bottom of Guo Shouyun's heart. Immediately afterward, a complicated mood took over his mind.

"Bruce, come here, what are you doing standing in the doorway?"

Guo Shouyun, who came back to his senses at Al Bewen's summons, nodded and strode over.

"Uncle!"

Walking to the counter, he saw Old Bei Wen, who was standing in a jacket, obviously emaciated and vicissitudes, Guo Shouyun said a complicated word in his heart.

Old Bewen nodded. In fact, he did not welcome this guy who had harmed his own daughter and was still in a coma. But when I thought of my two grandsons, looking at the white sideburns on both sides of him, and those harsh words that had reached his throat, he could no longer speak.

With a dull 'um' sound, Old Bei Wen was silent for a moment, "You guys go upstairs, it's noon soon, and we'll have lunch together." ”

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

Al Bewen understands the root of the conflict between his father and Guo Shouyun. There is no good way to resolve it, so he can only adjust the relationship between the two as much as possible.

Guo Shouyun nodded to Old Bewen, and followed Al Bewen upstairs.

In the process, he could feel the complex eyes behind him that kept staring at his back. is also a father, he can understand the current mood of old Beiwen. If any guy harms his baby daughter into a coma in the future, he must hate the other party to death. Therefore, all along, although old Bewen has always been unkind to him, and even sneered, he has never complained.

Everything on the second floor has not changed, and everything is the same as when Guo Shouyun first came.

"Bruce, I'm going to put my luggage away. We'll cook together in a minute!"

Guo Shouyun nodded, and after Al Bewen returned to the room, he opened Molly's room, looking at the cleaned space, as if there were still people living in the space, Guo Shouyun's mouth had a trace of bitterness.

Many of the photos of him and Molly that had been placed here have disappeared. The only thing left was a family photo of Molly hanging at the head of the bed with him holding the chubby newborn Elizabeth and George, respectively. That was the only photo they had taken together before Molly's accident.

"Molly...!"

Memories of the past resurfaced from his heart again. Looking at the photo, Guo Shouyun seemed to be crazy at this moment.

"Bruce, Bruce?"

"It's coming!"

Being greeted by Al Bevan brought him back to his senses from his memories. After sorting out his thoughts, he rubbed his face and hurriedly walked out.

"There are a lot of dishes in the refrigerator, I'll give you a hand in a while, and you will take charge of it." My dad likes to eat Chinese food the most, and with your craftsmanship, you will definitely be able to satisfy him!"

Guo Shouyun nodded, "Then let's do it." It's not too early!"

As he spoke, he took off his coat and pulled his shirt to his elbow. In his previous life, even though he was in his thirties, he was still a person. But in order to chase the girl he liked, he once studied cooking. It's a pity that no matter how good your cooking skills are, you still can't get rid of the result of 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 hearty lunch appeared on the table.

Stir-fried chicken with spicy seeds, stir-fried bamboo shoots with green peppers, cucumber and eggs, braised prawns in oil, and a mushroom seafood soup. The standard four dishes and one soup are also relatively large, enough for the three of them to eat.

While they were getting everything ready, there was a dull sound of footsteps around the corner of the stairs. Soon, the figure of Old Bei Wen appeared in the eyes of the two.