"Good luck to me?!"

The smug smile on Joe Glazer's face froze, and the whole person jumped up from the sofa, thundered, and roared angrily.

This is completely different from the situation he expected, Huaxia Jiang Feng wants to buy Manchester United Club, shouldn't he beg him?

Do you really think you're the father of the gold lord?!

The more Joe Glazer thought about it, the more angry he became, especially Jiang Feng's sentence 'I wish you bad luck', which made him extremely annoyed, and he felt that he was blatantly despised and even humiliated.

However, Joe Glazer deliberately ignored one point, that is, he wanted to tease and even humiliate Huaxia Jiang Feng first, and he actually took the lead in provoking all of this.

"Lao Tzu was already very unlucky yesterday, and it's time to run! But you damn Chinese bastard, from now on, you will be extremely unlucky!" Joe Glazer roared, already out of anger.

He was already holding back his depression and anger, and he was greatly stimulated at the moment, and he made up his mind to take revenge on Jiang Feng.

However, just as his mind was running at high speed, and he was quickly thinking about the specific means to retaliate against Jiang Feng, the smoke detector on the ceiling suddenly emitted a piercing alarm, and then the automatic sprinkler setting was also triggered, and Joe Glazer was instantly poured into a soup chicken.

Joe Glazer was stunned, and after being stunned for a moment, he walked quickly outside the house under the urgent urging of the head of the club's commercial department.

"Boss, the elevator is out of operation, let's take the emergency staircase!" reminded the club's head of commercial affairs.

Joe Glazer, who was already stunned, was in a hurry, his mind had stopped thinking, and instinctively ran downstairs.

Just said that today's meeting will be in operation, who would have thought that he would immediately encounter a fire, you must know that he lives in the most upscale hotel in Manchester, the security measures are very strict, and the probability of fire is extremely low.

The only thing to be thankful for is that he lives on the fifth floor of the hotel, and even if there is no elevator, he can quickly run downstairs, as long as the fire is not big, there should be no major problems.

Just as Joe Glazer was thinking, his feet slipped, and he rolled down the stairs.

A staircase of more than a dozen steps, not high, but low is not low, Joe Glazer fell and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he screamed again and again.

"Boss, are you alright?" asked the head of Manchester United's commercial director, who quickly ran over to help the man up.

"Fool, do you think I'm all right?" Joe Gretz roared unappreciatively, but just as he was getting angry, the door to the stairwell was slammed open, and a tenant who was also frightened by the fire ran quickly.

"Bang!"

The stairwell door opened, slamming into Joe Glazer's head, and his roar came to an abrupt end.

At this moment, Joe Glazer was not so simple as being stunned, but the whole person fainted directly.

In the end, there was no way, the unintentional tenant and the manager of Manchester United finally carried Joe Glazer downstairs, and with the help of the medical staff who rushed to the scene, Joe Glazer also woke up.

"It's good to be alive!" Joe Glazer breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, although it was very unlucky, it was a fire, a fall and a hit, but the process was not important, what was important was the result, and the result was that after a series of thrills, he finally survived.

Hearing this, the commercial director of Manchester United Club, who was responsible for cooperating next to him, stopped talking.

"If you have something to say, just say it!" Joe Glazer just wanted to get angry, but after thinking of the unfortunate experience of being angry before, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, fully learned the painful lesson of the previous one, and asked slowly.

"Boss, it's like this, under the joint investigation of the hotel personnel and firefighters, it was found that ...... It was found that the fire was just a false alarm, and that there was a small glitch in the exhaust system of the hotel kitchen, and that it was not really a fire. "Manchester United's head of commerce is sweating not only on his forehead, but also on the tip of his nose.

"What about Lao Tzu?!" Joe Glazer was furious, his eyes darkened, and he fainted again.

Unlike being knocked unconscious before, this time it was a fainting breath.

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"I wish you bad luck, Brother Feng, your words are too damaging, aren't you afraid of offending and angering that Joe Glazer?" In the hotel, Tang Xuan was angry and funny, originally someone from Manchester United Club took the initiative to come to the door, which was a good thing in her opinion, at least it showed that the other party was interested in negotiating, but who would have thought that Jiang Feng would refuse directly without thinking about it.

Not only refused, Jiang Feng also gave the other party four words, and it is estimated that after hearing it, Joe Glazer had to be angry.

"Sister Xuan, you think things too simply, the attitude of the Glazer family is not easy to say, but at least that Joe Glazer is not sincere, and it is possible to have bad intentions. Jiang Feng shook his head and chuckled.

Before, Joe Glazer humiliated him repeatedly, obviously not having a good impression of him, but a day later, he suddenly ordered someone to come to the door again, no matter how you look at it, it is a little abrupt and not normal.

Considering that Joe Glazer has just been cuckolded, it is all the more intriguing that he is still in the mood to meet him at this time.

As for what kind of wishful thinking Joe Glazer was playing, Jiang Feng didn't bother to guess at all, just refused, anyway, he had no interest in meeting Joe Glazer.

Of course, if Joe Glazer had come to the door and begged to meet him, then he could have thought about it.

"Brother Feng, but in this way, we are tantamount to blocking the opportunity to meet with the Glazer family. Tang Xuan nodded at first, and then couldn't help but say.

Either way, this was an opportunity to get in touch with the members of the Glazer family, and it was a pity to give it up like that.

What's more, if Jiang Feng refuses, it's fine, the key is that the reply is like a curse, completely offending the other party to death.

"Sister Xuan, don't forget, I'm the father of the gold lord, besides, my words are not false, I sincerely wish him bad luck!" Jiang Feng blinked his eyes and said with a wicked smile.

The father of the gold owner should have the posture of the father of the gold owner, and he wants to meet? Yes, but it should be the other party's sincerity.

Another point, and the most important point, is that since yesterday, he has been exchanging lucky treasure chests without interruption, as long as the twenty-four hour time limit has passed, Jiang Feng will immediately exchange a lucky treasure chest and activate it immediately.

When Manchester United fans are no longer in the mood to mock him, Joe Glazer has to take the initiative to hit the door, who is unlucky if he is not unlucky?

With the blessing of the Lucky Chest, wishing you bad luck is not an empty word, but a real metaphysics!

(End of chapter)