St. Mary's Stadium stands.

"Pini." Abramovich's face was cold, afraid that he could scrape off a thick layer of frost.

Pini Zahavi knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to be careless. He waited carefully on the side. When he heard that he called his name, he immediately came over and said, "Roman."

"I'll leave first!" Abramovich said in a deep voice.

Walk?

Pini Zahavi's mind was spinning very quickly and he immediately thought of it.

Abramovich was afraid that Yang Huan would come to him, and he would feel even more embarrassing at that time.

So, as soon as the game ended, he immediately wanted to run away.

"Okay." Pini Zahavi nodded, "You go down the stairs, I'll drive in the parking lot outside, and wait at the door."

"No!" Abramovich stopped him, "You stay!"

Pini Zahavi was stunned, but immediately understood.

As the saying goes, he is willing to accept the loss. With Abramovich's identity and status, he cannot do the kind of thing he will run away if he loses the bet.

"Then...what if he asks, what do you say?"

A trace of anger flashed across Abramovich's eyes, but he said with disdain: "What do you say? I'm willing to accept the loss. Just see which two players he wants, just give it to him. You can make an idea about this matter!"

Ron Gurley's face was a little unnatural.

Why do you think, in the boss's mouth, the group of players in the team seem to be gifts he can give out at will?

In the eyes of these capital tycoons, are professional players really so worthless?

"This time he won by chance, and he will definitely not be so lucky next time!"

After saying that, Abramovich snorted coldly, waved his hand, and carefully left with thirty black-clad bodyguards.

In order to avoid the attention of the media and journalists, the Russians specially selected the most remote corner exit, which felt like they were running away in panic.

Fortunately, he did not attract the attention of the reporter until he got into the luxury car.

This also made him feel relieved when he was sitting in the car.

Damn, if he was photographed by a reporter and would definitely be in the newspaper again tomorrow, then his face would be even more disgraceful.

"Drive quickly!" He urged the driver in front of him.

Now I want to escape from this place quickly.

But when Abramovich turned his head and urged the driver, a dazzling light suddenly flashed beside him.

This scared him. He turned around and found that there were at least a dozen reporters standing outside the car, each of whom aimed at his car with long lenses, and then he took a lot of shots.

"Go away quickly, go away!" Abramovich was furious.

Where did this group of damn reporters emerge? How did they discover him?

He completely forgot that his thirty black-clad bodyguards could escape the eyes of these intent people?

Watching Abramovich and his bodyguards' cars galloping away in dust, the group of reporters behind laughed.

"It's great. I took a picture of the face and saw what he has to say."

"This Russian is really stupid. He actually walked through the most remote gate."

"He must have thought we didn't expect that with his IQ, how could we guess that we would be ambushing here?"

"Haha, he went to the wrong place and just gave us the best materials. The newspapers will definitely be sold tomorrow!"

"Hey, isn't that a reporter from the Daily Mail?" A sharp-eyed reporter recognized someone from the crowd.

"yes……"

"Wow, aren't you Chelsea's kindness? Even you guys are here to film Abramovich's embarrassing things?"

"No way? Even the reporter from the Daily Mail is here?"

"Isn't it here to be an undercover agent?"

"Does it look like it? It's probably the same as us. Sales are the king these days. Who will kiss who?"

"That's right, Abramovich is probably going to be embarrassed this time."

"Hey, let's just send a report at the same time tomorrow to create a little effect, so that it can hype for several days."

"This is a good idea, I agree!"

"I agree too!"

"We all agree!"

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"We all agree!!"

In the home team locker room at St. Mary's Stadium, Southampton players were also shouting loudly.

Just now, Yang Huan came to the locker room to visit them and praised them for their performance in this game.

And ask them whether they should adjust the team's strategy and target the FA Cup championship.

As a result, as soon as he said that, all the players agreed in unison!

It can be seen that after this battle, everyone was full of confidence and ambitious.

"Wow, all agree?"

The players nodded together, "Yeah!"

"No one objected?"

The players shook their heads together.

Whoever objectes at this time will definitely be beaten, and only fools will object!

"It seems that I can't hold on to my two million pounds bonus!" Yang Huan said with a laugh.

When the players heard this, they immediately cheered again.

"Two million pounds?"

"Master Huan, I heard it right?"

"The FA Cup win is really worth 2 million pounds?"

Yang Huan smiled and reached out to signal the players to calm down. He continued to say until everyone was quiet.

"Yes, I've talked to Nikola Cotes. We don't have a FA Cup prize. Who guessed at the beginning of the season that we had a chance to compete for the championship?"

Yang Huan's words made everyone present nod.

"So, this time I decided that if the team wins the championship, the FA Cup bonus will be rewarded to the players, which will be about 2 million pounds. Anyway, the club will not want a penny, and they will be rewarded to you and the coaching staff!"

When the players heard this, they were furious.

"Great, two million pounds!"

"Yes, I heard that Arsenal and Manchester United won the league championships not so high!"

"My God, Master Huan is such a big deal!"

"I didn't say that, for the two million pounds of bonus, for Master Huan, and for our Southampton, I'll fight in one sentence!"

"Yes, it's manly, I'll do my best and try hard!"

"It's all done!!"

Seeing that the players were so excited, Yang Huan was also very satisfied with the effect.

It is useless to just blindly motivate yourself, and it is better for people to get a realistic point.

"Everyone, hurry up and take a shower and change your clothes, and we have midnight snacks in Wangjiang Pavilion!"

"Okay!" The players responded in unison.

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Charlene Lahry stood in the office of St. Mary's Stadium, and could vaguely hear what came from the passage. The response from the locker room was also funny.

Don't look at that guy making a fuss, he is actually very charming.

At least this group of players in Southampton would obey him.

Some people say it is the function of money, after all, no one is not unwilling to love money these days.

But the problem is that she has a feeling that even if she has no money now, this group of players is still willing to fight for him.

She was still thinking, and saw Pini Zahavi, who had a big mouth and laughed at everyone when she saw him, walked in.

"Hello, Miss Rahry!"
To be continued...