Chapter 628: Experiment with yourself, be ruthless to yourself to restrain others
It’s not that difficult to get the best of both worlds. Lena has a championship dream, doesn’t William want to?
Of course he has, since he bought the team, he has thought about winning the championship. Moreover, if the treatment technology is not open to players of other teams, can't it be open to athletes of other sports?
Among the athletes around the world who suffer from injuries every year, there are only a few thousand athletes who can afford 100,000 US dollars in treatment expenses. There are probably hundreds.
Besides, those ultra-rich athletes such as NBA, American football, tennis, and racing drivers ask for between 1 million and 5 million, so it is definitely no problem to kill them.
In addition, Chelsea has signed several well-known superstar-level stars who have suffered repeated injuries to the team.
Once these people join with injuries and show up at the training ground or on the court alive and kicking the next day, it will be difficult not to become famous.
If the Chelsea team wins the championship without anyone being sidelined due to injury throughout the season, there will be no better advertising effect than this if the media takes a closer look.
The only thing that worries people is that if they don’t open the treatment technology to other teams in the football world, they may be sued.
Thinking of this, William asked his mother, "We are keeping our technology secret and not opening it up to the football world. Aren't you afraid that other teams will sue us for violating the principle of fair competition?"
"Idiot, there is no fair competition in the football world."
Lina looked at William speechlessly, "Besides, when those teams come to their senses and appeal, the Football Association will accept it and discuss it. Can't we appeal and spend a small amount of money to find someone to help us argue?
It may take one or two years, or even several years, until the FA results. If we haven't won the championship by then, then we will make money first.
As for the Champions League, ignore them as long as they don’t violate their clearly stated regulations. Besides, who stipulates that medical technology must be disclosed to everyone?”
After hearing this, William nodded. As long as he was willing to spend millions of dollars on the verbal spat, he could indeed find a group of experts to speak for him. From the corner of his eye, he saw some worry about Abigail and Jesse, "What do you think?"
Just when Abigail was about to speak, she felt Jesse holding her hand tighter.
Gail glanced at Jesse, who was a little nervous, and after thinking for a moment, Gale understood that Jesse was reminding her that when they didn't know William's final thoughts, it was best for the two of them not to get involved in the differences between their men and Lena.
I felt warm in my heart, and finally I didn’t waste this time helping Jesse intentionally or unintentionally. I patted Jesse’s hand and whispered ‘don’t worry’.
Then he said, "Okay, dear, you actually already have the answer in your mind, and it's my wife's birthday in three days."
"That's right, that's right." Feeling Gale shake his hand in return, Jesse nodded quickly, "Mrs. Lena is the eldest in our family now."
"That's right, haha." Not only did Jesse's mother laugh at Jesse's compliment, but William also laughed and said, "Then accept the treatment applications from athletes in other sports first, and postpone football as long as possible."
Having achieved her goal, Lina happily kissed William on the forehead, "Good night, good son."
As soon as his mother left, Gale sat next to William and said, "Actually, it was a good idea for you to sign Ronaldo before. There are many geniuses and superstars in football who have been ruined by injuries. We all understand how much influence these people have."
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"Okay," interrupted Gale's explanation, "I understand what you said, don't worry, I'm not that stingy."
After chatting some more, William took each other by the hand and returned to the bedroom to do some physical and mental fitness activities.
At around seven o'clock in the morning the next day, William, who was having breakfast alone with his mother, heard Sunday's report, saying, "Sir, I just received a notice from Mr. Schwager. I think you should go and see the Chelsea team."
Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, William asked doubtfully, "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Schwager reported that Coach Mourinho's behavior today was a bit unusual, and he seemed to be planning to harm himself."
"What?" After being stunned for a second, William pulled off the napkin from his neck, threw it on the dining table angrily, and said, "Is that bastard crazy, or is he stimulated by something?"
I spoke to my mother who also heard the Sunday report, drove an Aston Martin sports car to the team, parked the car in the parking lot, and saw Schwager waiting for me.
When he got off the car, William asked angrily, "What does that bastard want to do?"
"Haha, don't worry, boss," Swag said with a smile, "I will take you to the training ground and you will understand."
Seeing Schwager's relaxed tone, William felt relieved. When he arrived at the training ground, he met Gunnar who looked helpless and his 16-year-old daughter Sophia.
"Good morning, boss, have you had breakfast? If not, I will go to the restaurant to bring you one."
Looking at Sofia, who is more delicate than flowers, tall and long-legged at a young age, with a bulging front and back, and then looking at Gunnar, who is tall and muscular, William can't help but wonder again whether Sofia is Gunnar's biological daughter.
"Don't bother, I've already had breakfast when I came out." After saying that, he winked at Gunnar.
Gunnar shrugged, "Boss, if you don't have any other instructions, I have to clock in and change into uniform and go to work."
He looked at Gunnar's back in surprise, and then looked at the smiling Sofia next to him. Within a moment, he understood that it was this girl who had recruited Gunnar into the team as a security guard.
Shaking his head and ignoring Sofia, William walked into the training ground with his hands behind his back and saw Mourinho, who was limping but with a smile on his face.
"Sorry, boss, I accidentally sprained my foot during morning training with the players, so I didn't go to greet you personally."
William shook his head and said helplessly, "Should I accuse you of using any means to achieve your goals, or should I praise you for letting the players believe in the new technology, letting go of your hands and feet on the court, and experimenting on yourself."
Mourinho said indifferently, "As long as we can win, a little sprain is nothing."
"Forget it, this is just an example." William turned around and said to Schwager behind him, "Go to the manor and meet my mother, and she will provide you with medical insurance."
"Okay, boss", Swagger nodded and left the training ground to drive to the manor.
After waiting for half an hour, Schwager came back with a convenient medical kit for ankles and placed it in front of Mourinho who was sitting on the coaching bench.
William scanned the medical box with his mobile phone, and the box opened automatically. "Put the injured foot in. If you can still walk, this injury will recover in about an hour."
After taking off his shoes and socks and putting his feet into the medical kit, Mourinho was surprised to find that the liquid was actually warm.
An hour later, under the surprised eyes of all the players and staff, he put on his shoes and socks and walked around slowly.
After feeling no pain, Mourinho couldn't help but start running slowly. He ran around and returned to William and exclaimed, "Boss, it's amazing. I didn't expect the effect to be so strong.
With this technology, our team's tactics will be more diverse in the future, and we can give Arsenal a surprise in this afternoon's game."