"Hey, Harry!"

When is Saint Harry? Boss, rosacea Harry passed through the security room of the Glory Square. The security guard on duty at the door smiled and said hello to him. He is in the Saints fan group, but he is an absolute celebrity.

Especially the Saint Harry Bar he founded, which was in the official club magazine.

"Hey, you're on duty this morning."

"yes."

After greeting each other, Harry quickly passed the security room security check, boarded the bridge, and headed straight for the artificial island.

It was still early at this time, and the shops in Honor Square had not yet started. They had already started almost noon at the earliest, so the huge Honor Square seemed very empty.

As soon as Harry walked into Glory Square, he saw a van parked at the entrance of the Player's Passage, which looked like he was loading.

At first, he thought it was here to deliver the goods, but gradually he felt something was wrong.

Because he saw Paul, the stadium administrator in Southampton.

"Strange, what's going on?" Harry was a little puzzled.

He is a very curious person, especially when he is so sensitive, so he walks towards the truck.

"Hey, Paul!"

Paul turned around when he heard the voice, and when he saw that it was Harry, he immediately laughed, "So it's you, Harry."

"What's going on?" Harry walked over and found that he was loading the goods.

But what is even more puzzled is that the goods loaded by the stadium staff are nothing else, the stadium turf.

"Haha, you know, turf also has a lifespan, and the stadium needs to be replaced with a brand new turf."

Harry said oh, there was nothing to make a fuss about.

Southampton's playing style emphasizes smooth passing and receiving, and the requirements for turf are very high, so Honor Stadium also attaches great importance to the maintenance and replacement of turf, and there is nothing strange about it.

"How long will it take to change it?" Harry asked casually.

These replaced turfs are said to be useful and will be sent to some places in need for free.

"Well, it will be faster in normal times, but this time it will probably take a little longer."

"Why?" Harry was a little surprised. "The weather has been good recently."

"It has nothing to do with the weather!" Paul said with a smile, "The above has notified that there will be events in the Glory Stadium in a few days, and the turf is not planned to be laid for the time being. I will talk about it after the event is over."

"There is activity?" Harry was stunned.

It is actually quite normal to arrange activities in the football field.

For example, Wembley Stadium is often rented to people to hold rugby games, concerts, concerts, etc.

But the Honor Stadium has not been rented out yet.

"What big shot is coming? What kind of activities are going to do?"

"You don't know?" Paul raised his brow and smiled slightly.

"How do I know..." Harry was stunned when he said this, "Can he say it is..."

"I didn't say what you said!" Paul laughed, "You will receive a notice in the next two days."

Harry stood there in disbelief, watching the staff sending the turf out from the inside in an electric vehicle and loading it into the truck. He was stunned.

Messi is coming!

He is really coming!

The world's strongest superstar is actually going to join Southampton!

An unprecedented sense of happiness enveloped Harry, which never even happened when Ibrahimovic joined the team.

You know, although the Swedish center was strong at that time, it had just encountered a Waterloo in Barcelona.

But Messi is completely different now. He is the veritable number one superstar in the world, at the peak of his career.

Moreover, Ibrahimovic's strength and personal image are not as good as Messi.

"Paul, can you tell me what the specific situation?" Harry quickly grabbed Paul's hand and asked.

"Uh...I'm not very clear about the specific situation. I only know that the club intends to hold a debut ceremony, and that all fans who hold club season tickets and membership can enter the Glory Stadium for free."

After a pause, Paul added: "It is said that the entire Plaza of Glory will cooperate with the publicity at that time, and you will receive a notice soon."

Harry nodded, of course.

Messi's joining ceremony will attract many fans.

If Honor Plaza doesn’t know how to take this opportunity to cooperate with the publicity activities, wouldn’t the square managers be sprayed to death by the merchants?

If Paul is right about the information, that is, fans who hold club season tickets and membership can enter for free on a first come first served basis.

In other words, whoever comes first will be able to grab the front row.

When Harry thought of this, he was burning.

It’s not because he is here, and it’s not easy to get a good position?

The key is his fans will!

"Can't say anything more, Harry, I have to go in and work!" Paul patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Paul, I'll treat you to drink for a week, free!" Harry said with a laugh.

Paul also laughed at once. This rosacea guy always bribed wine, but I like it!

On the way back to the bar, Harry had already started to think in his mind that he must pass this news to fans of his fans as soon as possible to know that those fans who do not have membership but want to attend Messi's debut ceremony will hurry up and apply for membership.

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A fiery red Aston Martin successor was racing past Southampton Circle Avenue.

Passing through the former site of the former St. Mary's Stadium, it had been razed to the ground not long ago.

When I arrived at the Royal Pier, I quickly found a location in the internal parking lot and got in.

I heard a squeak in the brakes and the car stopped steadily.

A young British man in his early thirties, wearing a straight suit and a tie, got off the car.

After two chirping sounds, he locked the car door, and walked towards Glory Broadway with his shiny leather shoes.

Without special reasons, no one can drive into Glory Square. This is the rule set by Southampton.

When he passed the security door, he showed his ID and passed the green light.

He is the president of Citibank's Southampton branch and the youngest branch president in Greater London.

Just like the city he lives in, the rising sun in the morning is about to shine.

It was still early, but after he passed through the bridge, he saw that the gate of Saint Harry's bar was full of people.

Not only that, a long dragon also extended to the entrance of the Citibank business hall.

Well, no, it should have extended from the entrance of the Citibank business hall.

What's going on?

Jamie Claude walked over quickly and arrived at the gate of the business hall.

The door was already open, but the black security guards in the bank guarded the door as if they were facing a great enemy, not allowing anyone to enter. From time to time, they would answer, "Sorry, it's not yet business hours, please wait."

Then there was a burst of complaints in the crowd.

"Hey, Jordan, what's going on?" Jamie Cloud asked with a frown.

"Hey, Mr. Claude!" As soon as the black security guard Jordan saw him, he immediately nodded and saluted.

"That's right, they are all Southampton fans and are preparing to apply for a fan membership card."

Fan membership card, a credit card that Southampton counts fans' points, was launched by the Saints and Citibank in cooperation. All fans have one, and are in a real-name system and are not allowed to be resold and rented. They are certificates of Saints fans.

"Apply for a membership card?" Jamie Claud frowned.

Of course he knew what the membership card was, and it was something he had worked together with the Southampton Club, and he was highly praised at the headquarters.

In addition to the period when it was just launched, although many people usually come to do it, when will it be like this now?

This long human dragon is almost lined up on the bridge, and there are at least a few hundred people, right?

"Hey, you're from the bank, right?" A fan in the Saints jersey in the front obviously saw the respect of Jamie Crowder, the black security team, and asked.

"Yes, I'm the branch president, Jamie Crowder."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Claude!" The fan was quite polite, "But, can you please start business quickly?"

"Why are there so many people?" Jamie Crowder was a little surprised.

"Don't you know?" The player was a little surprised.

Not only him, but many people around him were also surprised.
To be continued...