On December 23rd, the first snow of the winter fell in Lille. ?Eight? (8) Chinese ?.? 8 (8) 1 (1) Z (8) .? C(a) O?M?

The vast world is dressed in white, adding a bit of festive atmosphere to the arrival of Christmas.

Reeves took Agron's hand and walked along the side of the road, footprints of varying shades, winding all the way to Reeves' house outside the city.

The Ice Castle soon appeared in Reeves' field of vision.

The cold wind was too domineering, and the two of them quickened their pace.

"Remember the first time we met?" Standing outside the castle, Agron pulled Reeves to a halt, and the cold wind became softer unconsciously.

"Of course I remember, it was a snowy day, and you were being snowballed here." Reeves said with a smile, how could he forget the scene of an encounter between the two.

That day, the snow was heavier than it was today, and the snow was almost waist-grazing, and it was here that four-year-old Reeves met three-year-old Agron.

Agron is being bullied by a few neighborhood kids, Reeves can't see the bully the weak, a few snowballs drove away those little bully, of course, in the eyes of those kids, Reeves is the little bully in this area, oh no, it's still a big liar.

Reeves takes Agron home, clears the snow from him, and takes off his hat to reveal that he is a little Lori.

Later, I learned that Agron was lost with his parents, and when Reeves' parents contacted Agron's parents, they were now acquaintances.

"So my favorite thing is the snowy days." Agron said softly.

"I like it too." Reeves took Agron in his arms.

"But we may not see any snow next year."

"What's wrong?"

"The school arranged for me to go to the Royal Academy of Art for exchange and study."

The Royal Academy of Arts is in London, where it has a mild and humid maritime climate, with no severe cold in winter, no cold in summer, and little snow.

"It seems that you are not worse at school than I am on the court." The Royal Academy of Art is one of the most famous art and design schools in the world, and it is also the only art and design school in the world where all students are postgraduates.

"Of course." Agron patted his chest, Reeves was good enough, and she had to be good enough to catch up with his back.

Reeves rubbed Agren's show, a little stunned, London? United Kingdom?

The two stayed outside the castle for a while, and then made a snowman before entering the house.

When Reeves pushed the door open, little Adolf ran over on four legs, and Reeves leaned over to hug his long-lost companion, but he pounced.

Looking back, Adolf threw himself into Agron's arms.

Hey, get carried away.

Reeves got up and looked into the living room, where there were two guests on the sand in addition to his parents.

After greeting him, Reeves learned that the two were his mother's friend and her husband Gillette, both Americans, who were delayed in France and were invited by Reeves' mother to spend Christmas together at the castle.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere." Gillette thought as she spoke.

"You must be mistaken, I haven't been to the United States, and I haven't met you." Reeves was pretty sure he didn't know each other, and he didn't think an American from the soccer desert would know him.

Gillette couldn't remember where he had seen Reeves, but he was pretty sure he had an impression of Reeves.

Suddenly, my eyes fell on the newspaper on the coffee table.

"Oh, I remember, you're soccerp1ayer (Americans call football footba11, soccer is soccer), and I saw your highlights on the plane."

"Yes, Uncle Gillette."

Gillette suddenly became enthusiastic.

"Reeves, I don't know about football, but the way you play makes me feel like I'm seeing Chris Johnson!"

Chris Johnson: Who's that? Chris Paul He knows, Chris Johnson Reeves really hasn't heard. Reeves can only guess that it was a star in football.

"Are you interested in playing abroad?"

Reeves was surprised when he heard this, the American Grand League? He's not going to go.

"I don't have any plans to do that for the time being, but I think it's good to stay in France."

"Oh, that's a pity." Gillette's face was full of regret.

Li Jianguo relieved Reeves and asked him to take Agron upstairs to watch a movie.

Reeves was relieved and hurriedly pulled Agron and ran upstairs, this American uncle was too enthusiastic, just like Uncle Sam saw the oil and Tom saw Jerry.

Staying upstairs is an afternoon.

In the evening, the guests had dinner together, and the guests were taken to the guest room by the servant, and the mother and Agron went back to their rooms to sleep.

Reeves and his son talk in the study.

"How's things going in Italy?" Reeves hadn't asked his father about the acquisition process because he knew he couldn't help with the business side and had the opportunity to ask about the progress today.

"It's a bit of trouble, it's almost over, but there's a new competitor?"

"Huh?"

"The Pinault family also wants to buy Parma?"

"That Pinault?" Reeves didn't know much about the surname.

"That Pinault of the Paris Printes group."

Reeves knew he was in trouble as soon as he heard about Paris Spring, the third largest luxury jewelry group in the world, owned by the richest French tycoon, whose financial resources were not comparable to those of a down-and-out aristocratic family like Bonaparte.

"What about the idea of the city hall of Parma?"

"Naturally, the high price is the one who gets it, they don't like the money, not to mention that we are people of color, you know that Italians are very racist."

"Damn Italians."

"Don't let your mother hear it, the Bonapartes also have Italian blood."

"However, the man sent by Pinault said that it could be jointly acquired."

"A joint acquisition? May I? ”

"Yes, Gillette has been busy looking for someone to buy the English club together."

"So what do they want? They can buy it individually, why would they give us a piece of the pie, do you have a relationship with them? ”

"I didn't have a relationship, but I did ask that you have to play for them for 10 years, and they somehow know my background."

"Refuse, I always feel that their purpose is not pure."

"Then what will you do next year, there is only half a year left, and it is difficult to find an acquisition target."

"Didn't you just say that Gillette was looking for a partner?"

"Ying? Didn't you want to go to Serie A first? Li Jianguo knew very well that Reeves had planned to go to Serie A first, then the Bundesliga, and then to England, so he was a little puzzled about why Reeves changed his mind.

"Sooner or later, why not?" Reeves walked behind his father's back, thumped him on the shoulder, and then laid out Kluivert's analysis.

"It sounds like a good thing for me as a layman, but it seems that you have already made a decision, so so be it, I'll talk to George tomorrow." Li Jianguo enjoyed Reeves' massage. "Pound it down on the right side too."

"Which club is Uncle Gillette going to buy?"

"I wasn't interested before, so I didn't ask in detail, after all, it's a trade secret, but tomorrow I'll be able to ask as a potential acquisition partner." (To be continued.) )