Chapter 401: Super Yacht (Daily Transition)

Two magpies jumped on the treetop.

The green moss in the cracks of the mottled red bricks was soaked with dew.

The paparazzi who had bitterly waited for Li Kang's gossip for an entire season finally reaped the fruits of their labor.

"Did Woodward come to London in person?"

"Spread the word, Manchester United is preparing to sign Arsenal's two-hundred-million-euro man!"

"Okay, Manchester United's signing of Arsenal's two-hundred-million-euro man will be announced immediately!"

The medical team staff of Bayer Group poured a cup of tea for the Manchester United CEO, whose hairline had receded, and his few attendants.

Woodward sniffed, a little unaccustomed to the smell of hospital ozone.

This guy, though usually long-winded, didn't linger on pleasantries this time.

He got straight to the point.

"Manchester United boasts the Premier League's most pride-worthy central axis."

"Li and Pogba will become the most terrifying midfield duo on the planet."

"The two-hundred-million-euro man and the one-hundred-million-euro man joining forces..."

"Hmm... Is Li's injury that serious? Why are there so many white coats here?"

The little assistant shook his head, then nodded.

"Bayer Group is very worried about Li's injury..."

Bayer Group and Leverkusen could still reap a 5-10% tiered fee from Li Kang's second transfer, almost moving Leverkusen's hospital over.

Upon hearing this,

Woodward furrowed his brows.

His transfer dealings... had always been notorious for ink stains, and now he hesitated, saying: "I hope we still follow the usual procedure, go through the normal process, finalize the specific transfer details after Li completes his medical at Manchester United... or wait until his injury mostly heals, then come to Manchester United's Carrington Base... to observe a bit."

He remained indecisive.

Woodward's procrastinating style earned Manchester United the nickname "Price-Raising United."

Although he seemed "swift and decisive" in recent years, in reality his recruitment team had observed each new player for up to half a year.

The little assistant shook his head.

Their meaning... isn't it just a trial?

The two-hundred-million-euro man tried out.

The triple-cup-winning commander tried out.

Ah, that's understandable.

As for Manchester United, when it comes to superstars, is all that left just the "price-raising" function?

"I'm sorry."

A moment later.

The Manchester United team left the red-brick villa.

The paparazzi reporters frantically pressed the camera shutters.

"Wilde and Woodward conversed delightedly, what a friendly hug and handshake!"

"Look at their expressions, this is a hundred percent settled."

"Quick, tell the news to the press!"

10:30 a. m.

The Sun released a major news bulletin: "Agreement reached: Li Kang transfers to Manchester United!"

When the paparazzi were preparing to change shifts and rest.

Another business car drove into the courtyard.

"Bejlisitan!"

"Manchester City's sporting director!"

"Spread the word, Manchester City wants to swoop in!"

Bejlisitan looked weary, he had just flown from Monaco to London.

That's right.

Manchester City snatched two super-strong reinforcements from the "dark horse supermarket" this summer window: B Seat and Mendy!

According to Guardiola, these two are important pieces.

"Respected Mr. Wilde, long time no see."

"London's weather really is annoying."

"Monaco's tomato tuna is absolutely superb, and there's onion pizza too."

"I almost forgot, Professor Kelyinfu asked me to pass on a few books to Li."

"Yes yes yes, back then it was Kelyinfu who brought me to Barça; does your grandpa still remember my Champions League goal? Is he a Bayern fan?"

"Manchester City continues part of the teacher's football philosophy."

"..."

They exchanged pleasantries for most of the day.

Bejlisitan adjusted his sitting posture, finally getting to the point.

"Manchester City is willing to wait for Li to recover from his injury; we have enough patience for such a super talent."

"He will greatly enjoy Guardiola's tactical system."

"He will become a near-king-level star on the back line of the Blue Moon."

"He will become the 20th person to change football history."

Do you know Inter Milan's Facchetti? He was the pioneer of the defensive revolution in football last century, and Li will become this century's...

However, there's a small issue we need to talk about—salary. You know, no Premier League club can possibly give top wages to a full-back or wing-half...

Manchester City isn't short of money, but the club's wage structure is one of the key tools for maintaining stability.

Finally.

Begristan left with a look of regret.

The assistant sighed: going from Premier League top wages down to the same level as Beirin's salary—who could accept this drop?

When the paparazzi saw Manchester City's team leave,

they hurriedly sent the news and photos back to the office.

"You can talk for three hours? They must be finalizing the details!"

"Spread the word—Li is joining Manchester City!"

1:30 p. m.

The Sun again published a major headline: "A last‑minute tackle, Manchester City strongly signs Li Kang."

Two super‑bombs plunged into the mud of North London.

Wimbledon fans, seeing the news report, were furious.

Is Arsenal going to sell their two‑hundred‑million‑euro man?

Let the Arsenal, the core that restored honor and dreams as a triple‑crown winner, be sold?

This is even more infuriating than the transfers of Van Persie and Fabregas.

No.

More infuriating than having one's wife snatched away!

The hatred of losing one's wife!

Soon, a portion of extremist fan groups gathered outside Arsenal's office building, shouting wildly.

Bang bang bang!

Stones of all sizes smashed the glass doors and windows.

"Call the police!"

"Hurry up and call the police!"

Robert panicked.

He didn't expect Wimbledon fans to have a stronger attacking desire than Barcelona fans!

A staff member nearby said, "Mr. Robert, the club wants you to settle this matter..."

The gale blew through the broken window, lifting a thick stack of quote faxes on the desk.

At dusk.

Li Kang and the assistant boarded the super yacht Eclipse.

The two felt as if they were inside a steel palace on the sea.

"Ms. Scaria, are you saying Abu's private yacht is equipped with a laser defense system? An anti‑missile system?"

"Is this an aquarium?"

"Good heavens! The Royal Navy!"

"Those are helicopter pilots?"

"What? Nine decks? And a hundred cabins? What is this? A football pitch!"

"Uncle! You retired from the Navy SEALs?"

"A luxurious sea‑side manor!"

"I almost thought we were filming a movie."

The assistant, like Liu Laolao visiting the Grand View Garden, found everything on the super yacht novel, secretly guessing the value of each item and the salary of each staff member.

Li Kang smiled; his material desires were not strong.

Ms. Scaria patiently introduced the two, like a tour guide.

Her attitude showed: Abu wasn't in a hurry.

After all, he had waited a season...

After a long while.

Everyone came to a lounge.

Abu stepped forward excitedly.

"Li, I've finally waited for you."

"You can get everything at Chelsea."

The assistant twitched the corner of his mouth—we haven't even started talking yet!

"How does Chelsea's boss think Li will definitely join Chelsea?"

"Can injuries wait?"

"Can we pay Premier League top wages?... It actually seems possible."

Far away, Madrid.

Diego Costa stopped at the Espino Training Base.

He grabbed assistant Cardozo by the collar.

And shoved the phone screen in front of the other's eyes.

"Get Mendes to think of a solution—I suddenly don't want to leave Chelsea!"