“Special Genius Terms?”

Of course Wilkinson knew this name, who in the UK had never heard of it?

"Isn't there already a quota?"

Yang Huan nodded with a smile, "Yes, there is already a quota, but I want to introduce two non-EU players who cannot get a labor certificate, so I was wondering, can I get one more quota?"

Wilkinson smiled bitterly, saying that the special genius clause is wholesale and mass production, how many people want?

This thing was not made by the FA itself. If it was to be done by the FA, it would be fine to want a few, but the special genius terms had to go through the British Ministry of Labor. If you want to get an extra quota, you have to go through the Ministry of Labor.

Yang Huan originally planned to introduce a Jamele Rodriguez. After all, there is only one special genius clause, but now he has the opportunity. If Wilkinson can get another place, he will introduce another non-European player.

"This is a bit difficult." Wilkinson said with some worries.

Yang Huan also knows that it is difficult to deal with it, but he doesn't believe that it can't be done. He definitely doesn't believe that Manchester United, Arsenal, Chelsea and other giant teams are so serious, and have never done anything in this kind of thing. As long as it's not known, it's fine.

Wilkinson looked at Yang Huan again and thought to himself that he had agreed to withdraw the lawsuit and decided to donate two million pounds to the FA. For these two major contributions, it would not be too much to give more places. At worst, it would be impossible to find a relationship.

"But, since you have spoken, I agree and will do my best to fight for it."

"Haha, then I'll thank Mr. Wilkinson first."

After the two agreed, they returned to Wangjiang Pavilion.

After Yang Huan's warm invitation, coupled with the arrival of Southampton from London, Wilkinson had not eaten yet, so he sat down to eat together. During this period, Yang Huan was drunk and stopped.

After traveling through time and rebirth, Yang Huan found that her alcohol content was amazingly good. After getting Wilkinson drunk, she was still clear-headed.

When Sun Yue asked people to arrange for people to book a hotel for Wilkinson and Kesh Harris, Yang Huan continued to embark on the road to conquering Zhang Ning.

Although Yang Huan can get Zhang Ning's body at any time, that's too boring.

Just as Zhang Ning has always been worried, Yang Huan not only wants to get her people, but also wants to conquer her heart.

Judging from the current situation, Zhang Ning feels that his defense is becoming more and more fragile.

At least, her relationship with Yang Huan has become more and more intimate as time accumulates.

She was so intimate that even if she opened her eyes in the morning, she could not see anyone on the bed opposite her. At no time at night, Yang Huan secretly climbed onto her bed and hugged her to sleep. She would not be surprised at all, nor would she scream in dismay.

She turned around calmly and looked at Yang Huan who was sleeping soundly from behind.

"Pervious ghost!" Zhang Ning cursed lightly, then sighed helplessly.

She still doesn't understand what her relationship with Yang Huan is.

In her opinion, Yang Huan is a super rich second generation who spends tens of millions of dollars in every move without blinking, but what about her? The daughter of a commoner, a father who has overworked illness in the family, a weak and sick mother, and a younger brother who is about to go to college.

Although she likes to watch Korean dramas and occasionally watch Japanese dramas or idol dramas, she is not a fan of it.

The story of Cinderella and Prince Charming can only appear in fairy tales forever.

So, from the beginning, she had an idea that it was just a deal.

But who would have thought that things would turn into what they are now?

Even though she kept reminding herself not to have a good impression of Yang Huan, she still couldn't help it in the end.

She had no choice but to look at Yang Huan, erode her psychological defense step by step, and walk into her heart step by step.

And the closer she gets, the less she can’t resist Yang Huan.

"Do you think I look like Andy Lau?"

Yang Huan opened his eyes, stared at Zhang Ning, and asked teasingly.

Zhang Ning's pink face was flushed and spread to his snow-white pink neck. After hearing his words, he couldn't help but giggle. How narcissistic should this man be to feel like Andy Lau?

Her black hair was spread on the snow-white pillow, a little messy, but it added a bit of laziness and charming, which immediately made Yang Huan's heart beat faster, and the man's normal reaction became even stronger.

Yang Huan turned over and pressed directly on Zhang Ning's soft body. He kissed her soft lips hard, stopped her laughter, and his hands poked into the hem of his pajamas, climbed up the two towering balls on her chest, and gently kneaded them a few times.

Zhang Ning was caught off guard and said, wanting to resist at first, but before she could resist, Yang Huan had already succeeded.

"This is a punishment for seducing me early in the morning!" After saying that, he had already jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Close the door, Yang Huan breathed in the bathroom mirror, looking at his hands, as if the soft and pink feel of the past remained. "What a charming little fairy, my self-control ability is getting lower and lower."

Then he quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth. He was still looking forward to learning peerless martial arts from Long Wu.

Outside, Zhang Ning sat on the bed, holding the quilt, her pink face turned red like a ripe apple, and she looked at the bathroom door with a blurry look, but her mind still had the feeling of electric shock when Yang Huan's warm clutches touched her body's sensitive skin just now.

As she thought about it, she actually felt empty.

"I... am I moved to him?"

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In the morning, the rising sun rises.

Yang Huan sat next to the open-air swimming pool of Grand Harbor Hotel, holding a parasol, looking at Long Wu, who took off his shirt in front of him, revealing his bronze skin. His body was covered with various scars, including knife and gunshot wounds.

"Two, four, six, eight, eight pack abs!" Yang Huan looked at his strong waist and abdominal muscles and was amazed.

"Is it good to have ten yuan?" Long Wu squeezed out two very small abdominal muscles with force, which was obviously also counted.

Yang Huan laughed, "Come on, hurry up, show me some unique skills."

That posture felt like he was treating Long Wu as a martial arts man.

Long Wu stood by the swimming pool, stretched his hands forward horizontally, as wide as his shoulders, spread his hands flat, and his palms facing down.

"Master Huan, take a look."

Just as he saw him take a deep breath, he felt as if he had been fully charged, the air around him seemed to be bounced open, and even two whirlpools appeared faintly in the swimming pool that was originally as horizontal as a mirror.

"Ah!" With Long Wu's shout, two balls of water burst out from the swimming pool, splashing more than one meter high.

Yang Huan stood up from the chair in amazement and walked forward. He was 100% sure that there was nothing in Long Wu's hand. Could this be the legendary internal strength?

"Awesome!" Yang Huan gave Long Wu a thumbs up.

Long Wu smiled, his face turned red, but it quickly returned to normal, "It's nothing. As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you, so that you can learn it soon."

"Is that right?" Yang Huan became excited when he heard this. When he walked on the street, he saw those beauties in skirts. He would play one when he saw one, and two when he saw one. Maybe a hero could come to save the beauty from time to time.

"Well, the most important thing in learning martial arts is hard practice. As the saying goes, practice in winter, practice in summer, and practice in three or nine. Although our army's internal strength and bodybuilding techniques have no names, they gather the strengths of each school. Master Huan, you have good muscles and bones, and you should learn it soon."

"How long will it take?" Yang Huan was also a little looking forward.

"ten years!"

"Ten years?" Yang Huan lost his voice.

"Yes, ten years have passed, it's already very fast."

Yang Huan smiled bitterly, "You mean, can you be as powerful as you in ten years?"

"Uh, this is probably a bit difficult. I have studied it for nearly twenty years. Even if you are a master of high qualifications and have a clear bones, it will take at least fifteen years." Long Wu did not fool him and answered seriously.

"There's no way to get faster?"

"No, the way to learn martial arts is about hard work and gradual progress, and there is no shortcut."

Yang Huan's desire to learn martial arts was suddenly broken into a QR code. Fortunately, he was thinking about how to be a qualified flower-picking thief.

Now it seems that there is no hope!

"Actually, Master Huan, if you just want to strengthen your body, you can try running, swimming, playing basketball and other sports. I will teach you some simple methods of breathing and breathing, and the effect is still very obvious."

When Long Wu saw that he was disappointed, he was afraid that his mobile game would not be settled, so he immediately comforted him.

After hearing this, Yang Huan asked weakly, "Can you develop eight-pack abdominal muscles?"

"Yes!" Long Wu promised.

"Is there any effect of strengthening the body and increasing some abilities?"

"Master Huan, isn't you good at that?"

"I'll go to yours, how could I not do it? I'm very good, super good!" Yang Huan almost slapped him.

"It's just a man. Who doesn't want to be stronger and better? It's better to be invincible."

"Oh." Long Wu understood, "Don't worry, young master, these effects are all."

When Yang Huan heard this, he was reluctant to make it. It would be better if there were no fish and shrimps. "Then let's learn."

So Long Wu began to teach some methods of breathing and breathing, which can be mainly used in various exercises such as walking, walking, running, swimming, etc. It is all very simple basic methods, and Yang Huan remembered them all at once.

After Yang Huan remembered the formula of the breathing method, the hotel waiter brought breakfast and also conveyed Zhang Ning's message, saying that he was rushing back to Jiangge and left first.

"Isn't it just a touch? It's an old couple, is it necessary to make it so embarrassing?"

Yang Huan could not learn peerless martial arts, so he decided to turn grief and anger into food and eat these bread hard.

Just as he was having breakfast, the cell phone on the table rang.

"Hey, who?" Yang Huan said in a strange caller ID, and his tone was a bit stiff, afraid it was a fraud group.

"Master Yang Huan, it's me, Mino Raiola!"
To be continued...