Six hundred and twenty seventh chapter steel muscle jungle
William thought for a while, "How about the job of the team's home security observer?"
After saying that, William smiled and explained, "Your eyes and observation ability are probably the best. As for the level, it will be calculated as deputy chief. We will talk about other things after you adapt to security work."
"Thank you, no problem." Schwager is very satisfied with the job. He is a Chelsea fan. Now he returns to London to spend more time with his parents. In addition, he has a girlfriend and needs a decent job. The team's security deputy
The supervisor is just right.
As for the salary of the team, Schwager didn't care. The weekly salary of the Secret Service Academy was 2,000 pounds. In addition, the remuneration for William's mission was very generous. Otherwise, he would not be able to stay near the Chelsea Stadium as soon as he returned to London.
Bought a big house.
For William, a sniper like Schwager can only be sent out to perform sniper missions when he cannot get close to the target.
It would be great if he could be appeased with a decent job now.
After chatting about Schwager's work, William personally introduced everyone to each other.
After sitting down, seeing that the ordinary-looking Schwager was so favored by William, Kenny was smart enough not to approach Schwager immediately. Instead, he would chat with old Schwagger from time to time.
I had a meal until about 8 o'clock in the evening, and waited for the notification on Sunday that Marcel's treatment had been completed, and I changed my clothes in the medical room.
William clapped his hands and interrupted everyone who was chatting, "Gentlemen and ladies, Marcel's treatment has ended. Shall we go and see how he is recovering?"
Lina, who was listening to Old Schwager telling the fans' opinions, was surprised and said, "So soon?"
"Mom, it's been three hours. How about I let Sunday guide Marcel to the restaurant? He should be hungry too."
After saying that, without waiting for everyone to answer, William directly ordered Sunday to open the safety door of the basement for Marcel.
Not long after, Marcel, who was neatly dressed, was led into the restaurant by the servants.
"This, this, Marcel, weren't you injured yesterday?" Seeing Marcel walking normally, old Schwager asked in surprise, "Mr. Devonshire, you really invented the invention of rapid recovery from injuries.
New technology?"
Seeing Bob Schwager quietly pulling his father's arm, William smiled and shook his head at Schwager, "It's okay, Bob."
Instructing Jesse to lead Marcel to sit down, William happily said to Marcel, "It seems that you are recovering well, there is nothing uncomfortable."
After thanking the servant who brought him tableware and food, Marcel waved his hands excitedly and said, "No, no problem. Instead, I felt like I was back ten years ago, relaxed all over.
I have no discomfort in my ankles, knees and lower back. God, I have to thank you for making my career rejuvenated."
"Is the effect so good?"
From the moment he saw Marcel walk in like a normal person, Mourinho was shocked and at the same time excited, "I'm sorry, can I take Marcel back to the team for a test? With this technology
, doesn’t that mean that the team won’t have to worry about injuries in the future?”
This is a huge advantage in the English football world that emphasizes confrontation. In the future, when encountering teams that like physical contact, not only do you not have to worry about gains and losses, but at worst, you may end up with injuries.
It only takes at most half a day for one's own players to be injured, but it is not so easy for players from other teams to recover from injuries. If things go on like this, Chelsea will definitely be the dominant player in England in the future.
Mourinho has already thought about it. This time he will recruit central defenders who have a tough style of play and strong interception ability.
He was fast in the midfield and had outstanding passing ability, dragging all his opponents into the jungle of muscles. Thinking that tomorrow's opponent would be an arsenal of skilled players, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.
After urging Marcel to finish dinner and say hello to William, Mourinho left anxiously with Kenny and Marcel and hurried back to the team for testing.
Most of the paparazzi outside the manor only thought about William's attitude towards the interview, and followed Mourinho to the Chelsea team without much thought.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, when the paparazzi were almost gone, William sent Schwager and his son to the living room of the main building, and said to Schwager, "You know, although our relationship is no longer a secret in the eyes of some people,
But if I send you out in person, your picture will be spread all over England tomorrow, which will do no good to us."
"Understood." Schwager nodded with a smile. William's attitude towards him today could not be more friendly, and he had no intention of becoming famous.
After shaking hands with William, Schwager followed his father and servant out of the main entrance of the main building and walked out of the manor.
Along the way, he said some things that he could say to his father, and told old Schwager that if anyone asked, just say that he was allowed to enter the manor because he was the team's security.
As soon as the two people walked out of the gate of the manor, they were surrounded by waiting fans and paparazzi. Old Schwager said to several companions and fans he knew, "Let's go to my bar."
"No, let's go to your house to talk." Companions and familiar fans stared at the few paparazzi who had wandered in unhappily and said, "Don't forget, all the Chelsea fans' bars are full of people now."
"Yes, when I was so happy, I forgot about Mr. Devonshire celebrating Mrs. Lena's birthday and treating all Chelsea fans to drinks for free at the fan bar."
Patting his forehead, Old Schwager thought for a while and said, "Go to Bob's house. He has not invited everyone to drink before he moves to a new house."
"We have no problem, but there are so many people. Bob, don't be stingy and just treat us to a few drinks and then chase them away."
"Don't worry, I guarantee that unless you crawl away, the beer will never run out," Bob assured, patting his chest.
"Haha, let's go now." After saying a dozen familiar fan leaders, he gave a few instructions to his friends. Soon, these remaining paparazzi were surrounded by fans, looking for various reasons to chat, but they were not allowed to
The paparazzi go.
A few minutes after Schwager and his entourage drove away, the fans dispersed and went to the fan bar to drink.
After everyone left, William was planning to take Abi and Jesse to have a rest. Before he could say good night, his mother pulled him to sit on the sofa.
After hesitating for a moment, Lina asked, "William, you shouldn't be short of money, right?"
"Of course not," William said, looking at his hesitating mother in confusion, "How could our family be short of money? I have so much money now that I don't even know how to spend it."
"That's good." After hearing this, Lina's eyes lit up and she said, "Mom, can I ask you a favor?"
"Of course", William nodded without hesitation, let alone one item, even a hundred items would be no problem.
Seeing that William agreed so quickly, Lina couldn't help but feel happy, "Then think about it quickly, how can we not open the self-healing device to other teams before our team wins the Champions League, and also not affect the reputation of the new technology?