Chapter 792: I Wish You Good Luck (Part II)
The Glazer family is cuckolded!
Soon, the news flew across the ocean from the United States to the United Kingdom, and quickly spread through the streets of the United Kingdom.
"Tsk, rich women are good, this body is too hot!"
"Convex and backward, curvy, the key is to be naked!"
"Haha, I feel like this is more exciting than watching the three versions of Playboy!"
"Of course, how can the status of Playboy III compare to that of Joe Glazer's fiancée. ”
"Who is that male model?
"It is said that the paparazzi also recorded a video in their hands, and it is highly recommended to release this video as well, so that we can enjoy watching it!"
"What about being rich? Isn't it the same as being cuckolded?"
"Who let the Glazer family keep sucking blood from Manchester United?
For this lace news, the British people have heated discussions, especially Manchester United fans, with a sense of schadenfreude and all kinds of cynicism.
The "Sun", which is the best at reporting lace news, naturally did not miss such a focus, and concocted an inside information as soon as possible, breaking the news that Joe Glazer was furious in the VIP box, smashed wildly, and was extremely out of shape.
And unlike the previous news that chased the wind and shadows, this time the news report of "The Sun" has a nose and eyes, detailed descriptions, and there are witnesses and physical evidence, which seems to be extremely authentic.
Joe Glazer was depressed, so depressed that he almost vomited blood, it was undoubtedly a very unlucky day for him, and it felt terrible.
Unbeknownst to Joe Glazer, this was just the beginning of a nightmare.
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Early the next morning, Joe Glazer was woken up by the rapid ringing of his cellphone.
"Shit!" the hungovered Joe Glazer had a splitting headache and burst into foul language, feeling the urge to smash the phone completely, but after glancing at the caller number, he finally answered the phone rather reluctantly.
"Afram, you're making me sleep, and I'm in a bad mood right now, so you'd better not mess with me!" complained Joe Glazer, very unpleasantly.
"Joe, I don't want to call you at this time, but you'd better get up quickly, because you've got bigger trouble, and that's that your fiancée, Jenny, has just broken the news that you and our entire Glazer family are evading taxes!" said Afram Glazer on the other end in a heavy tone.
Tax evasion is a serious accusation in the United States, especially for a wealthy family like them, and a bad handling will cause immeasurable losses.
"That damn slut, she's deliberately throwing dirty water on us to divert our attention, and maybe she's taking money from the news media to stink on our Glazers!" Joe Glazer roared in a rage.
He was about to find someone to take revenge on his fiancée, but who would have thought that he would be bitten by him, and it would affect the entire Glazer family, which made him extremely angry, and he wanted to fly back to the United States right now and kill that damn slut.
"Joe, the family thinks it's better for you to stay in the UK to avoid the limelight during this time, so don't go back to the United States yet, otherwise, you will have to be investigated as soon as you come back, and our family's situation will become more and more passive. Afram Glazer on the other end spoke.
There is an invisible concern, which he did not say, that is, the family is worried that Joe Glazer will take practical action to retaliate against his fiancée after returning to the United States, and this is definitely not a wise choice on the cusp.
"Not going back to the United States, I've had enough of the UK!" cried Joe Glazer, who didn't want to stay here for a day after yesterday's bad luck.
"Joe, it's a family decision, you have to accept it, and after losing the Double Red Club derby, Manchester United also need someone to sit in and stabilize the situation, so it's up to you. Afram Glazer on the other end said in a deep voice.
Not only Joe Glazer alone, but now their Glazer family is also very unlucky, has been involved in a storm, although with their Glazer connections and influence, they can finally settle this matter, but at this stage, it is very tricky and troublesome, making people have a big headache.
"Okay, then I'll stay in England and have some fun. As he said this, Joe Glazer couldn't help but flash the hot figure of the female companion beside Huaxia Jiang Feng in his mind, and his throat couldn't help but stir.
Being cuckolded, he is now very hurt and in urgent need of comfort, in his opinion, the female companion next to Huaxia Jiang Feng is a very good object, which suits his taste.
"Have some fun, Joe, don't make trouble at this sensitive moment, otherwise, the family side will be even more passive. Afram Glazer on the other end frowned and reminded.
"Don't worry, I have my own measure, you should have heard of that Huaxia Jiang Feng who has lost his mind, right? He came to England, and he was at Old Trafford yesterday, I am going to play tricks on that guy, and nothing big will happen." Joe Glazer smirked.
"Huaxia Jiang Feng, that Huaxia young man? Then you are free. Afram Glazer on the other side furrowed his brows, his face relaxed, and said no more.
It's just a Chinese businessman, still so young, and not very famous, just let your younger brother toss, after all, being cuckolded is really annoying, and it's hard for anyone to accept, and you need to vent.
The phone hung up, Joe Glazer couldn't sleep, got up and washed up, and after breakfast, a phone call called the commercial director of Manchester United Club and instructed: "Inquire where that Huaxia Jiang Feng lives, and then tell him that if you want to meet me, you must show enough sincerity to come out, as for what sincerity is, let him think about it himself!"
This is a game, and Joe Glazer plans to play a good trick on that Huaxia Jiang Feng first, and then give him a hint, and finally achieve his goal.
And this is also a clever psychological game, which invisibly gives the other party a psychological hint, that is, it is not a simple thing to want to meet him, the threshold is extremely high, and when he is at a loss for this, he will put forward his own requirements, and it will be easy to be satisfied.
However, when Joe Glazer was proud in the presidential suite of the hotel, waiting for Huaxia Jiangfeng's reply with a playful mentality, he was waiting for an answer that he never expected.
I saw a cold sweat on the forehead of the commercial director of Manchester United Club, and after hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage to say: "Boss, Huaxia Jiangfeng said that he was not interested in meeting you, and gave you four words, I wish you bad luck!"
(End of chapter)