Strong Waist

Colney training ground.

Mourinho has entered office mode and he has completed the formation of the coaching staff.

Except for Arteta, the entire coaching staff is an old team that Mourinho worked with before.

Martinez knocked on the door and walked into Mourinho's office.

"Lukaku's agent contacted us and said they would put pressure on the club and try to reduce the transfer fee!"

Martinez added; "Lukaku has a strong desire to join!"

Mourinho nodded and said: "Lukaku knows very well that Arsenal is likely to be his important opportunity, or even his only opportunity, on the road to the championship, so he wants to seize this opportunity."

Martinez nodded and said immediately; "But our transfer cost will be higher, and we probably won't be able to get 50 million!"

Mourinho pondered for a moment and said: "The floating space is controlled within 5 million. If there is more, I will replace him with someone else."

"Understood!" Martin Ness nodded and walked out immediately.

Mourinho waited for the opponent to walk out and then stretched.

"Sure enough, it would be much more comfortable to work with people who understand football."

Mourinho smiled.

There was no nonsense in the communication between him and Martinez, and the only reference was the transfer issue.

Unlike when he was at Manchester United, there were too many things involved in the transfer.

The player's traffic, fame, market, etc...

Mourinho even suspected that Manchester United was not looking for players, but celebrities.

Arteta had been sitting next to him. He answered the phone and said, "There is news from Atletico Madrid. They have agreed to complete the transfer of Jimenez for 22 million euros!"

Hearing this, Mourinho couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "The first puzzle has been completed!"

"By the way, Kai, it seems like he hasn't been to the club for a long time!"

Mourinho suddenly asked.

Arteta: "Kai has returned to China. After all, it is a holiday. After playing for a whole season, it is time to go back."

Mourinho nodded and said, "Just wait until we return to the team during the training camp. Let's start with the transfer issue. How is the overall situation?"

Arteta; "Except for Lukaku, everything else went smoothly."

"Where's Mahrez?" Mourinho asked.

Arteta sighed: "Mahrez prefers Manchester City. I don't know what Guardiola said to him or what promises he fulfilled. They have basically finalized it now."

Mourinho shook his head regretfully.

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Scotland's largest city, Glasgow.

This is a city located in western Scotland, at the mouth of the River Clyde.

The entire city has a population of 2.3 million, accounting for 41% of Scotland.

On the pier at the mouth of the Glasgow River, a young man wearing a work cap and a waterproof jumpsuit was struggling to push a cart filled with various fish.

"Give way! Give way!"

Under the clear voice of the young man, his steps were extremely nimble. He pushed the cart among the crowd and moved among them with great agility.

Finally, the young man came to a stall.

"The goods have arrived, 500 pounds, pay now!" The young man smiled and stretched out his hand.

The boss in front of the stall smiled and took out the money from his pocket and said, "Little Robertson, you should go into business, you will become a successful businessman!"

Robertson shrugged; "I'm only interested in football!"

The boss paid and Robertson poured the fish in front of the stall.

The boss waved his fist and said, "Work hard next season! Try to join a wealthy club!"

"Hey! Just look!" Robertson grinned and left with brisk steps.

Andrew Robertson, a full-back player who plays for Hull City Club.

Robertson Sr. was doing fishing. Although Robertson Jr.'s salary was enough for them to live on, they still did not give up their jobs.

And Robertson Jr. also returned home to help during the holidays.

"Dad, the total is 500 pounds. I made a lot of money today!"

Robertson smiled at a bearded, rugged, fat man.

Old Robertson took the money and said, "You should be training, not moving goods here!"

Robertson shrugged: "This is also training! You don't understand!"

Old Robertson shook his head and said, "Let's go home. Mom made fish soup!"

“I like fish soup the best!”

After that, the father and son left the port side by side.

In a warm house, Robertson had just walked out of the shower when he noticed the delicious smell of fish soup.

Robertson walked over to the television and turned it on.

In 1996, Wenger became Arsenal head coach.

And Ferguson, who was the Manchester United manager at the time, used 'Arsena... what? ’ To show contempt for this unknown head coach.

The scene was extremely quiet.

Everyone is looking at Lucky.

Lucky said towards the microphone; "It's 2016 now, 20 years ago. I think the answer is clear. I hope you will tell me in the loudest voice..."

Lucky took a deep breath and suddenly shouted; "Arsena...what?!

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After saying that, Le Kai suddenly turned around and pointed at Wenger.

The next second, earth-shaking shouts resounded throughout London!

‘Wenger!

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At this moment, Wenger's eyes were red, his nose was sore, and tears had begun to flow.

He had to lower his head and wipe it secretly, then raised his head and smiled.

This shout!

This sound of approval!

This is 'Wenger'!

It's all worth it!

He is Arsene Wenger, and he is also the godfather of Arsenal!

The microphone was handed to Wenger.

Wenger's hand was shaking a little. As soon as he picked up the microphone, an electric sound rang out from the scene.

After waiting for a moment, I picked up the phone again, and the current sound was still there.

Emergency repairs were carried out on site.

In this gap, Arsenal fans also used fierce applause to cover up.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat comical.

Every time Wenger wanted to speak passionately, an electric sound would sound.

Wenger had to hold it back.

After doing it twice in a row, the wrinkles on the old French man’s face became deep, his lips pursed, and he looked embarrassed, like a thin version of Mr. Bean.

Fortunately, the fans' spontaneous applause covered up the situation, which made the atmosphere less awkward.

The scene is touching but also slightly funny.

Just like the zipper that I couldn't figure out that year, it was full of drama.

When Wenger picked up the microphone for the third time, the electric sound disappeared and everything was normal.

Wenger picked up the microphone, put his arm around Lucky's shoulders, and his first sentence was; "My old friend Ferguson, no offense intended, this is just a child's joke, I think Sir Alex Ferguson will understand!"

The first sentence is to rescue Lucky.

Although those words were a joke before, it is a very bad thing once the rhythm is established.

Even at this time, Wenger was taking into account the situation of these players.

Lucky's heart is also full of warmth.

"Thank you, thank you for staying with me for so long and letting me coach Arsenal for so long, but now I will be just like you. From now on, I will just be a simple gun fan."

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As soon as Huaying fell, the cheers suddenly rose.

Wenger talked a lot more, and when he got to an emotional point, he had to stop to relieve his emotions.

And every time there was a lag, the fans would cover it up with the most intense applause.

"A lot has been said, it's time to say goodbye!"

At this moment, the atmosphere at the scene became sad.

Although they had known that this day was coming, when they heard this sentence, the Arsenal fans couldn't hold back at all and began to cry one by one.

Wenger is a stubborn old man, and his heart is extremely sad at this moment.

But he gritted his teeth, calmed his emotions, and said; "Finally, I ask you to support the current players and the remaining staff. To me, this team is special. This team is here." They have great character and strength on and off the field. Please continue to support them next season, they deserve it!”

"I will miss you, the years we fought together, the difficulties we overcame together, the proud faces when we lifted the trophy, and every day at Arsenal!"

"You have already been an important part of my life!"

Wenger smiled and waved to the stands:

"Goodbye! Gunners!"

"Goodbye! Gun fans!"

"Goodbye! Arsenal!"

"goodbye!"