Chapter Seventy-Five: Kill the Hall Family!

The day Hall was enrolled.

In Leeds, in the study of a villa, Baron Alcott and his old friend Chaplin conspired here again after half a month.

"31.5% of the shares are 4.8 million, with the Hall family's cub to raise the price, Santander will pay this price at most, do you want to sign a pre-purchase agreement?"

Chaplin flicked an old-fashioned pocket watch in his hand, "There is also a supplementary clause that the purchase price will increase by every 1% of our stake on the basis of 31.5% before the formal signing of the acquisition agreement.

In other words, for the sake of our own wallets, we have to help Santanda close the minority shareholders. No wonder Renard betrayed us and dared to convince us in person, he must have signed the same terms.

These capitalists are insatiable and want to eat the best steak without staining their suits."

Olcoson smiled and smoked his cigar: "Sign it, this price is not low, and the Hall family should be suspicious if it is delayed any longer." Santander is reminded to speed up its actions, the small shareholders on our side may not be completely reliable. As soon as the pre-purchase agreement is signed, the creditors and the Hall family will find out immediately."

"Gotta get the FA and Leeds City Council before they can react."

As long as Santander successfully completes the acquisition, it will be equivalent to taking control of Leeds United. At that time, whether it is the shares that Hall has bought, or other creditors, they will not get what they want and leave the market at a loss.

With the energy of the Hall family, it is almost certain that the legal process will be used to block the takeover, especially on the part of Leeds City Council.

In a head-to-head showdown, a few minor nobles and merchants, even if they are tied to the Bank of Santander, cannot compare to the influence of the Hall family in the local area.

So it's best to get a head start.

Chapson closed his pocket watch and made up his mind to face his old friend: "It's too passive to speed up the acquisition process, we have to do something before they know it."

"For example?" Olcoson asked.

"Remember what you said last time? The spectrum, the political spectrum, the Hall family has changed. It turned its back on the traditional aristocracy, joined forces with the bank capitalists, and went back to robbing its own people. Baron Helena Hall, whom everyone respects, wants to invade sports with shameless commercial methods......" Chaplin stood, like a church choirist.

Olcoson frowned and interrupted, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Let the media, let everybody know, that the Hall family and Leeds United's bonders have joined forces to encroach on Leeds United. It would be a crime to put pressure on the FA and Leeds City Council if they did not agree to the takeover by the majority shareholders of Leeds United and Santander." Chaplin lowered his voice and stared at him.

「…… Chaplin, this is an exaggeration, and if we are not careful, it will be out of our control." Olcoson's expression hesitated, "You know, I'm old, and I just want to leave a little more wealth for future generations."

Business is about money; Politics is about life.

He wanted to make more money and make the Hall family lose some money by the way, instead of playing with his life, he thought that he would live to be ninety-nine years old.

"You've always been so virtuous, when you went hunting when you were a kid, you were scared by wild dogs and barked, and you still do!"

Chaplin stood up reluctantly, his hands in his trouser pockets: "We are the weak party, why should we win over minority shareholders if we don't want to do anything out of the ordinary?" Santander gave an additional clause that only the two of us shared the money for. ….

By the way, the little boy from Seven Oaks Middle School, his dad reached out to me for money again. Threatened to call the police if he didn't give it."

"Shit! Didn't you just give him 30,000 pounds for Christmas?!" Alcott sprang up from the couch and looked around unconsciously.

Chaplin pouted, "You expect vampires to be satisfied, but you might as well expect your ass to be honest, you have to pay hundreds of thousands of pounds a year for intestinal patency, right?" Now that there are opportunities to make money, don't you really want to make more?"

Olcoson was speechless, silent for a long time, picked up the cigar and took a hard puff: "The players are on our side, and they can also use the players' union, I just happened to learn an interesting thing."

"Yes, that's it!" Chaplin relaxed, "Tell me, old man, what's interesting?

…………

Player: "...... At halftime that day, he, oh, the young master of Baron Hall's family, went to the dressing room with our club shareholder Renard...... The coach should tell us about tactics...... Say give him a ......."

Reporter: "Put on a show?"

Player: "Uh...... I don't remember exactly how we usually explain tactics at halftime."

Reporter: 'I learned that the game was against Chelsea, right, two players were injured.

Player: 'Yes, we always take the game against Chelsea very seriously and before the start of the day the coach told us to win the game.

Reporter: "Are you sure Lord Hugo Hall himself said that you should perform a passage?"

Player: "Sorry, I forgot, the game was too important that day, I had to focus on what was on the pitch......

On Monday 18 January, Leeds United's members' newspaper featured a front-page conversation between players and journalists.

Incidentally, a brief mention of Leeds United's current four-party takeover involving the Hall family, creditors and Santander.

The base of the Leeds United fan organization [Service Gang], the Tavern of the Service Gang's House, was full that night.

"Fuck the Hall family! He took our club for nothing, our beloved club is not a big toy! We must not allow the Hall family to buy it!" A man with two mustaches and a newsboy hat shouted with a bottle in his hand.

A man sitting at the bar next to him agreed, "Never! Football is the sport of the workers, get out of the way of the nobles! Cheating at the prom is their sport!"

"We're going to go to his house to protest, we're going to complain to the FA, we're going to complain to The Times!" The man in the newsboy hat was agitated, waving his arms vigorously, and the bottle sprayed foam and liquor.

"Is there a recording? The big media won't just publish the news without evidence." Someone asked.

The man at the bar replied, "The club has hidden the locker room recordings, and we're asking them for them. That damn management is on the side of the capitalists! This was posted by an intern at the risk of losing his job!

We had to make a big deal out of it and put pressure on the management before we could get the recording."

Without giving everyone a chance to speak, the man in the newsboy hat raised his voice again and roared, "What about the players, what about the coach?!" Don't they have the courage to stand up, it's about their dignity!"

"Of course, they are ready to file a formal complaint with the players' union, and we have to cooperate with them! Protest, make a big deal out of it! Defend our team, we are willing to pay with our blood!" Man Pumbaa bangs on the bar.

Gradually, the banging grew louder and all the fans in the tavern shouted a unified slogan: "Protect Leeds United, kill the Hall family!"

This fan group, which is notorious throughout Europe, is far more fanatical than the black fans of the entertainment industry, and they are determined to drive the Hall family, with their titles of aristocratic lords and capitalists, out of Leeds!.

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