After the end of the Premier League, the biggest problem for Chelsea is debt, untold debts!

According to various reports, a Russian oil tycoon named Roman Abramovich has taken a huge interest in Chelsea.

If the deal goes well, then nothing will be a problem with Chelsea's debts and players' salaries. All Chelsea have to pay is to privatize the club.

In recent years, the European economy has collectively regressed, and many teams have been unable to support themselves and have no choice but to sell. But even if these native British fans do not agree, they cannot stop the torrent of history.

After all, no fan can share that much debt for the club!

For Tang Wu, none of this matters, and all he cares about is where he will go next season.

Chelsea had promised him to go to the Russian Premier League for some training, but now Tang Wu has changed his mind.

Of course Tang Wu wants to stay at Chelsea if he can!

You know, Chelsea can play in the Champions League next year!

You must know that the Champions League will be reformed next season, and the reformed Champions League will become the top competition in European football, and there is no one!

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"These Brits, they're really not stuff!" Tang Wu burst into foul language and slapped it fiercely on the steering wheel printed with "Bi Ma Wen".

In the past few days, Tang Wu, who is in a foreign country, has traveled all over London, and all the people who have a little relationship with Chelsea and a little power have visited them.

The aim is to give gifts and mix into a second or third place for Chelsea next season.

But these guys who usually receive gifts and money with a smile on their faces are thinking about how to sell their equity in Chelsea as soon as possible, and naturally prevaricate with Tang Wu.

The building will fall, and there will be no eggs?

The whole Chelsea club is going to collapse, who cares about you as a small player?

When the car drove into the streets of the community, Tang Wu came back from his anger.

The roads in this upscale neighborhood are narrow, and many are one-way streets. In addition, the local residents do not like to hear noises such as horns, so Tang Wu must be careful when driving.

Although there are more public parking spaces in the community, there are more private cars.

Tang Wu's apartment did not have a garage, so he could only drive with his neck hunched and slowly drive while looking for a vacant seat.

Going around and around, I finally found an empty parking space, or a shady place.

"It's better to come early than to come at a good time!" Tang Wu secretly rejoiced.

When he was about to reverse the car into the empty parking space, he realized that a girl was standing in the parking space.

Tang Wu didn't rush to reverse, but looked at it seriously through the rearview mirror in the car.

can see a beautiful Chinese girl abroad, every time Tang Wu will find an opportunity to "admire".

The girl wore a navy blue dress with a texture that was neither heavy nor light. He wears a ubiquitous straw hat on his head and a pair of milky white half-heeled leather shoes on his feet.

What attracted Tang Wu was her delicate and angular face, her long hair in a shawl, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth. All this shows a youthful color.

Tang Wu suddenly remembered a sentence he had once seen in a fashion magazine - a long-haired girl in a long skirt will always be a traditional beauty in the city.

It was unstoppably hot midday, and the scorching London sun lit up the sky listlessly. You know, such sunny weather is rare in the UK!

Tang Wu looked at the girl silently, as if he was drinking a refreshing glass of ice water.

When Tang Wu imprinted the image of the girl who didn't realize that he was being spied on in his mind, he hung up the reverse gear and slowly began to reverse.

The car slowly drove towards the parking space, and Tang Wu found that the girl who was looking into the distance and thoughtful did not realize the existence of the car and the driver on her side.

Tang Wu pressed the horn on the steering wheel with the least amount of effort, and the horn made a short and gentle "drip" sound.

Although the sound of the horn did not frighten the pensive girl, it still made her body shake a little.

In the rearview mirror, Tang Wu saw the girl smile embarrassedly at the car, and then took a few steps back and gave up the entire parking space.

Tang Wu looked at the other party while tapping the accelerator with his foot little by little, and the car fell backwards like a snail little by little.

Although there are other cars on both sides, and the gap in the parking space is still a little narrow, it is not difficult for Tang Wu, who treats the car as a toy, if he wants to fall in accurately and quickly.

However, at this moment, the girl suddenly stretched out her hand, and an unexpected scene happened to Tang Wu.

Tang Wu carefully reversed the car, like a novice who had just learned to drive. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the rearview mirror, and Tang Wu was surprised by the sudden action of the girl in the long skirt.

The girl stood behind the car with a smile on her face, and gestured to Tang Wu to command the reverse of the car—perhaps she thought that the driver, who had a bit of a "trendy" hand, was in need of help at this time.

Those gestures were not professional at all, but they were enough for Tang Wu to understand—a little to the left, a little to the right, to the wheel, to pour directly...

Tang Wu had an inexplicable impulse for a moment, and his heart was pounding.

This is the first time in the three years since I learned to drive that someone has made a knock-down gesture for me. What's more, in a foreign country, she is still a Chinese girl she has never met!

For foreigners, the difference between Chinese, Japanese and Koreans is silly and unclear; And for the Chinese, it only takes one glance to recognize which is a compatriot, which is the enemy, and which is the younger brother.

"Bi Ma Wen" was accurately poured into the parking space, and it was not bad at all.

The girl also ended her command, saw Tang Wu get out of the car, and said politely: "EXCUSE ME......"

"Thank you, beauty!"

"Huh? Are you from the Northeast? The girl's face was covered with surprise, and between her slightly open lips, two rows of white teeth were exposed.

"You don't have wine in your dimples, but I'm drunk like a dog!" Tang Wu shook his head and muttered a low sentence.

This girl's dimples seemed to have an abnormal magical power, and Tang Wu only glanced at it, and then fell into it deeply.

"Can you still hear that?! I've been away from home for almost ten years! Tang Wu stretched out his right hand, "Tang Wu, Tang of the Tang Dynasty, Wu of martial arts." ”

"Zhou Haohao! From Changsha. The girl stretched out her jasper-like hand and shook it with Tang Wu. Let me guess, do you have an older brother or younger brother named Tang Wen? ”

"BINGO, YOU GOT IT RIGHT!" Tang Wu smiled.

This is a smart girl!

"Whew! It's nice to meet fellows here! Zhou Haohao also laughed.

"Your pear vortex is beautiful!" Tang Wu took the opportunity to appreciate.

"Huh? Can you tell it's a pear vortex? Zhou Haohao's eyes widened, and his tone was full of surprise.

"Of course, I can still tell the difference between dimples and pear vortex!"

Every time Zhou Hao laughs, two cute little pear vortices will appear at the corners of his mouth. After Tang Wu observed carefully, he easily came to a conclusion.

"You've got such a good look!" Zhou praised well, which can be regarded as proving Tang Wu's judgment.

"Of course, in my business, good eyes are the key."

"Huh? What do you do? Zhou Hao looked Tang Wu up and down, "You're not an international student?" ”

"I play football!" Tang Wu said proudly.

"Oh! So that's it! Zhou Hao nodded thoughtfully, "My dad also likes to watch football, but he said that his feet stink!" ”

"Haha, that's not me, I don't use my feet to play football."

"No feet? Do you use your hands? ”

"Of course!"

"Huh? Can you still play football with your hands? I remember playing basketball with my hands! Zhou Hao tilted his head, not having the slightest doubt about Tang Wu's words.

Looking at Zhou Haohao's cute appearance, Tang Wu's heart beat faster.

She is like a white veil, pure white and flawless,

"By the way, what are you looking at here by yourself?" Tang Wu took the opportunity to ask.

"Ah, I remember!" As soon as Tang Wuyi reminded, Zhou Haohao hurriedly took out a postcard and asked, "Mr. Tang, how do you get to this address?" ”

"London... Bicui Road... Number 130? This house doesn't look like an English home! Tang Wu muttered.

The number of 13 is unlucky in the West, but there are always unlucky eggs who come up to this number.

"That's right, this is my aunt's house, I'm here to find her!" Zhou Haohao said without scruples.

"No. 130..."Tang Wu silently read it again, remembering the number.

"Oh, that's it! That roof is painted blue! Tang Wu raised his head, glanced ahead and pointed to a house across the street and said.

"That? Great, I couldn't find it for a long time! Thank you, Mr. Tang, I am so lucky to have met you. By the way, do you live around here, too? Zhou Haohao saw that he had found his target and asked happily.

"Of course, my family lives on the 28th, and you are welcome to come to the door."

"Really? Then I'll definitely visit you another day! The corners of Zhou Haohao's mouth rose again. Okay, I've been wandering around here for a long time, my aunt should be in a hurry, I'll go first, see you later! Bye! ”

"Bye-bye!" Tang Wu waved his hand and watched the other party's back disappear around the corner.

"What a cute girl!" Recalling the other party's two lovely pear vortexes, Tang Wu was still a little unsatisfied.

Just took two steps, Tang Wu slapped his thigh suddenly, "Ma Dan, I forgot to ask for the phone number!" ”