Marcel was already asleep and the set time was three hours. William said to Jessie, "Dear, can you help us prepare dinner?"
"Okay, love," Jessie nodded obediently. She just took a step and stopped to look at her mother. After her mother rolled her eyes and nodded, she politely said goodbye to the others and left happily.
Looking at Jessie and Abby, who was beside William, leaving, Mourinho and Kenny looked at each other. They were envious beyond words. Probably only someone like William dared to put the two women together in public and introduce them to his mother at the same time.
After confirming that Marcel was fine, William turned back and said to everyone, "The treatment time is three hours. Let's go have a cup of coffee and talk first."
"Okay, Boss," Kenny tactfully agreed as he looked at the treatment equipment reluctantly.
When they came to the manor's living room, the servant who received the Sunday notice quickly served coffee, black tea, and snacks. Everyone talked about the Chelsea team while drinking coffee and tea and waiting for dinner.
The team's good results also gave Mourinho the courage to speak with assurance in front of William.
As they chatted, they talked about how although the team's recent results were good, there were also many fans who complained that Mourinho often used the bus when playing against strong teams.
Waving his hand to interrupt Kenny's explanation, William said, "I know you want the team to play well to maintain the team's balance of payments, but to be honest, that's impossible.
With Chelsea's current situation, there will be no results without a big investment. So, my request is to exclude the money invested in the team's new stadium, new training ground, and signings.
As long as you can make ends meet on the team's operations and daily expenses, you pass. If you can improve Chelsea's reputation in other countries, then you are excellent. As for whether you play badly or well, I don't care.
Without results, no matter how well you play, it will be a waste of effort. "
"That's right," Mourinho agreed happily. "Boss, I also want to play well, but as you said, those will have to wait until Chelsea wins the championship.
Without the championship, even if we want to attract famous and potential players, we don't have the capital. Instead of using money to attract star players who are here for money, it's better to grab some young players with high potential. "
Speaking of the players, William could not help but think of Carvalho, Ferdinand, and Lampard, who had not yet arrived at Chelsea, whom he had been paying attention to for the past two days. He snapped his fingers and soon a beam of light appeared accurately above the coffee table.
After bringing up the three players that he had just thought of, William smiled and said to Mourinho, whose face was a little stiff, "Although I'm not football illiterate, I still know that a good defender is the key to an undefeated team.
As for Carvalho, Ferdinand, Marcel who's already in the team, and Terry who's trained by the team, these four are the most promising candidates for the fullback position. That's why I don't care what method you use to buy Carvalho, Ferdinand and Lampard for me. "
William laughed as he looked at Mourinho, who was deep in thought. He was not short of money, so there was no need for him to only pick up those capable and cheap players like Mourinho said.
He patted Mourinho on the shoulder and said, "How about I buy Buffon?"
Mourinho, who was in a bad mood and was blaming William for meddling in the team's affairs but did not dare to object, was stunned when he heard this. He thought for a moment before he said in surprise, "Parma's goalkeeper?"
"Yes, I got the news that Juve should be bringing in Buffon tomorrow summer. So, how much do you think I can pay to bring him to Chelsea?"
"How much?" Without waiting for Mourinho to answer, Kenny shook his head and said, "Boss, it's impossible to buy Buffon without 30 million pounds."
"No, it's not enough. 30 million pounds is less than 50 million euros. Normally, this price should be enough," Mourinho shook his head and sighed. "But Boss just said that Juve is interested in Buffon. For Buffon, choosing Juve or Chelsea doesn't require much consideration.
So, unless we can use money to crush Parma and Buffon himself, it's impossible for him to come to Chelsea. "
"Then use money to crush them. The bottom line is 60 million euros." William crossed his legs and looked at Kenny as everyone looked at him in shock. "Tell Parma that whether it's in pounds, euros or dollars, I'll pay the money in one go, but I want Buffon to sign a contract with the team for at least six years."
Lena grabbed William's arm happily and painfully. "60 million euros to buy a goalkeeper, are you crazy?"
"No, Mom, I'm very rational. Euros are worthless. 60 million euros is only 53.3 million US dollars. As long as I can buy a famous player, I don't care about this amount of money.
If I can, I even hope to buy a superstar to the team every year. This way, the fans will be happy and the team's reputation will soar.
As for why I have to buy a defender and Buffon, it's because I'm used to doing a good job in defense before talking about offense. "After saying that, William looked at the smiling Mourinho and said," The coach's thoughts are probably the same as mine! "
Looking at Lena, who was staring at him, Mourinho shrugged. "The boss doesn't care about money, so I have no reason to refuse Buffon. But if these four players you asked for, plus my signings in the middle and front field, are successful, there will be a transfer fee of at least 100 million pounds this winter."
Mourinho certainly did not object to Buffon, who was famous and powerful, coming to Chelsea. Plus, he knew Porto's Carvalho very well.
With these two examples to prove that William was not messing around, he suddenly had some interest in Ferdinand and Lampard.
"But you're completely using money to build a team." Lena covered her forehead and said painfully, "While other teams are calculating carefully, you're waving a check to start golden football. I don't know how many teams will scold us for being disruptors this winter."
Pursing his lips, William said indifferently, "Let them scold me. I'm not short of money anyway. If I don't take advantage of these difficult times, Chelsea's current reputation won't be able to buy those famous superstars. Oh, right."
Speaking of this, William suddenly remembered that Ronaldo was not doing well at Inter Milan because of his injury. He hurriedly asked Sunday, "Pull up Ronaldo's information. Is he injured now?"
Sunday immediately replied, "Yes, sir. In the Coppa Italia final in April this year, Ronaldo ruptured his patellar tendon again after only six minutes on the field. He has been recuperating for the past eight months."
This time, without waiting for William to answer, Lena asked first, "Then can his injury be cured by our self-healing machine?"
"Please wait a moment, madam." After waiting for more than ten seconds, Sunday replied, "Although Mr. Ronaldo has been injured too many times, according to my calculations, the probability of recovery is more than ninety percent."
"Damn it, Sunday, when did you learn to keep people in suspense?" After hearing this, Lena complained. She did not care about Mourinho and Kenny at all. She held William's hand and said, "Buy him. You have to buy Ronaldo."
Smiling and patting his mother's hand, William looked at Mourinho. "Can you control Ronaldo? Coach. "
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