After sending away Gallis, who refused to let go of the bottle of Macallan 1959, William spent the next few days in the manor personally remodeling the manor's defense system on a large scale.
Not only did he get Sunday to create a lot of miniature cameras and detectors, but he also got Sunday to simplify the drawings of Mark's armor and transform twelve robots without the ability to fly.
Six of the statues were shaped like ancient plate-armored knights. The statues were placed all over the manor, while the plate-armored knights were placed in the main building as the manor's defenders.
Looking at the robots disguised as plate-armored knights in the main building hall, Lena shook her head and grumpily complained to William, who was showing off to her, "It's only two kilometers away from Kensington Palace. There were no crimes in the entire community last year. Aren't you being too careful with so many robots? It'll be troublesome if people find out."
William did not care. "Mom, nothing will happen anyway. They're just some statues and plate-armored knight decorations. But if something does happen, we can't care so much. It's better to be troublesome than to have the manor breached.
If Sunday hadn't said that there were a lot of monitoring stations nearby to detect underground movements, I would have wanted to build a fortress underground. But I'm getting Sunday to renovate the basement of the main building and build a safe house. It will take about a month. "
Lena rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "Forget it. I don't care about you anymore. As long as you like it." After saying that, her expression changed and she hesitated. "Are you really going to Stamford Bridge tomorrow to watch the game?"
"It's okay, Mom. The team has been bought for so many days, and tomorrow is a game against Manchester United. I'll definitely go and watch. I'll also hold a press conference to announce some things that have been confirmed these days."
"Aren't you afraid that the team will embarrass you if they lose?" Lena hesitated for a while before voicing her concerns. "I'm worried that some people in the team will deliberately lose to embarrass you."
"Hehe, isn't that just right? If it weren't for the fact that I'm afraid of the fans' opposition, and that the league tournament has been going on for more than a month, I would have started to clean it up long ago. When I see that guy, Ranieri, I feel that Chelsea will always be a second-rate team."
"But Ranieri is still better than that Mourinho, right?" Lena tugged at William and said unhappily, "If you really don't like Ranieri, why don't we change to another coach who can satisfy you?"
"Let's talk about this tomorrow, Mom. Maybe Ranieri is gathering his strength to beat Manchester United and wants to teach me a lesson!"
At 2 p.m. the next day, William arrived at Stamford Stadium early. It was the first time he had walked into Stamford Stadium in his entire life. Although Lena had always been a Chelsea fanatic, William had never walked into the stadium in more than a decade before.
After parking the car, he saw Anthony with more than a dozen of his men and Chelsea's new manager, Kenny.
Anthony waited for William's car to stop before opening the door for William. He smiled and said, "Good afternoon, Boss."
"Good afternoon, Anthony." William glanced at Anthony's well-dressed subordinate who was five or six meters away from him and smiled at him. "Looks like you're doing well at the firm."
"Haha, I have to thank you, Boss. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to hire so many men." Anthony laughed in a low voice.
William smiled and looked at the team manager, Kenny, who was waiting on the side.
Kenny hurriedly stepped forward and took the initiative to extend his hand and say hello. "Good afternoon, Mr. Devonshire. I'm Kenny Jackson, the current manager of Chelsea."
"Hello, Mr. Jackson." William shook hands with Kenny. "Thank you for coming to Chelsea. Let's go. Show me around the stadium. To be honest, this is the first time I've walked into this stadium."
"Okay, Boss, please follow me." Kenny extended his hand and made an inviting gesture. He took William around the Stamford Stadium. It took more than forty minutes for them to take a cursory tour. When they walked to the home team's locker room, William shook his head at Kenny. "Well, that's it for today. Go do your thing."
"Okay, Boss." Seeing that William didn't have the slightest intention of entering the locker room, and then thinking of the rumors outside that William hated Ranieri very much, Kenny shook his head as he watched William walk into the elevator. It seemed that the rumors were true. He couldn't help but sigh for Ranieri in his heart.
Ranieri's performance in the team had been very good since he took over Chelsea in August. His serious and responsible attitude had won the trust of the team. Unfortunately, no matter how well he did, it was useless if the boss did not like it.
Kenny shook his head again and sighed when he thought of Mourinho, who was younger than him, he saw today.
.....
Anthony took William to the VIP room in the elevator. Not long after they sat down, William's figure appeared on the stadium's big screen. This made the Chelsea fans, who were waiting for the start of the game, cheer immediately.
All the Chelsea fans in the stadium stood up and waved to William. William stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass to wave to the fans. The fans cheered even louder.
After dealing with the fans for a few minutes, William sat back in his seat and said to Anthony, who was sitting behind him, "Is Mourinho here yet?"
"He's here. He's in the first row behind the home team's technical area."
"Well, didn't you arrange a private room for him?"
"Boss, he asked to observe the players up close." Anthony grinned.
William smiled knowingly. "Observe the players? Observing Ranieri is the real thing. Forget it, let's ignore him for now. Have you arranged for the Duke of Ximin and the guests of the Celestial Empire? "
"Yes, it's two rooms next to your private room."
"Well, help me invite the Duke of Ximin over."
"Okay, Boss."
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. William personally walked to the door and opened it. He smiled and shook hands with the equally happy Duke of Ximin. They greeted each other and sat down. Grosvenor said with envy, "You still have a good eye. I heard that Chelsea's valuation has risen by hundreds of millions of pounds after the news of our land change spread?"
He looked at Grosvenor in amusement. This guy was upset that William had made hundreds of millions of pounds without even signing the contract. "Thank you, Grosvenor."
He raised his glass and clinked it with Grosvenor's. "Why don't you buy a team to play with? Don't blame me for not reminding you that the London team is a scarce resource. As long as the results are good, it won't be a problem to increase by 30% every year."
"Forget it. The bank can't get loans at this time. I'm not like you. I don't have so much cash to buy a team." Grosvenor shook his head. "I already have 10% of England's electricity. When will I sign the contract?"
"So soon?" William looked at Grosvenor in surprise. Seeing Grosvenor nod affirmatively, William smiled and said, "Anytime, but it's best to wait for King Philip's side."
"I'm already ready. His side must be ready earlier than mine. Why, didn't Philip call you?" Grosvenor smiled strangely.
William smiled and didn't say anything. He knew that Philip just wanted to buy more shares of England's electricity and make more money with William's help.
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