money trouble

Chapter 344 Who is hitting the keys
Little William's eyes were full of stars. He looked at the back of Wu Qian who was far away, and made a hundred thousand decisions in his heart. He must become a Manchester United player when he grows up. As for the phrase "study hard", it has already followed the autumn wind, dissipated into the sky.

Before Wu Qian left the club, he notified Diana, the press officer, and told her about the purchase of players, the change of coach and the delisting of the club, so that she would have something to say at the press conference.

After hearing Wu Qian's words, Diana's jaw almost dropped. She just took over a club, shouldn't she be steady first, figure out the direction before making a move?

Even if it is delisted, the vast majority of people will agree with this move. Buying players is a normal operation that is carried out every year, but changing the coach is a big event.

It has been less than a year since Manchester United changed their coach. Solskjaer's performance can be regarded as quite satisfactory. He has just run in with the players of the main team and is slowly improving his performance.

Diana didn't know the goal in Wu Qian's heart. She wanted to say a few opinions, but the boss's tone was firm, and she swallowed her words abruptly.

Wu Qian was not asking for Diana's consent, but a simple notification.

Wu Qian still trusts Sir Alex Ferguson who helped him with his advice. If there is anyone in this world who wholeheartedly wishes for Manchester United to become stronger, it is Sir Alex Ferguson.

Whether it is technical or emotional, it is trustworthy.

Diana began to have a headache. It was hard to imagine what kind of violent reaction the outside world would have after the announcement of the news at the press conference. It was really worrying whether it was positive or negative.

But there is no way, the boss must listen!
Wu Qian and his group left from the training base. For the sake of safety and confidentiality, Wu Qian and Kuks did not tell David about Ronaldo, lest he get into a car accident on the way back to the manor.

Back at the manor, as soon as Wu Qian stepped into the villa, he heard the soft sound of the piano.

"Fimil, who is playing the piano?"

Wu Qian knows that there is a piano in the villa, but he has never touched it. He likes listening to piano music and classical music, but he doesn't know how to play an instrument.

The cost of piano learning may not be as expensive as golf, F1 or equestrian, but the threshold is not low, and it is definitely not affordable for poor families. A decent piano costs tens of thousands, and a lesson is casual. There are also hundreds, even hundreds.

With Wu Qian's family environment when he was a child, he really couldn't afford this kind of consumption.

"Boss, it's your friend. Lady Sheng is playing the piano. According to my level of taste, it's pretty good for my ears." Fimiller said with a smile.

Fimiller's taste is not bad, and it is a bit of a level to be able to hear it.

"Oh?" Wu Qian took off his coat and handed it to the servant, wondering, "Did the two of them not go shopping today?"

Fimiller shook his head and said, "No, the two ladies have been in the manor all the time, but most of the time they hang out in the garden."

Fimiller had just returned, and Harrods Department Store still had a lot of things to deal with. He learned this information through his servants.

Wu Qian nodded and walked towards the piano room.

Cooks called from behind: "Boss, do you need David and I to avoid it tonight?"

Wu Qian paused, turned his head and glared at Kux with a smirk on his face, and said, "GUN!"

The servant covered his mouth and chuckled, and looked at Cooks and David with envious eyes. Being able to joke with the boss so casually, one can imagine how harmonious the relationship between the two parties is.

In the piano room, Fang Nanqi was sitting by the window, flipping through a magazine, while Sheng Yihuan sat in front of a pure white piano and played heartily. It could be seen that she was very devoted, with her eyes closed and her fingers lightly raised.

At this moment, the piece she is playing is "Blessed Lovers", a piece that was supposed to be played on the violin, but it has a special charm when played on the piano.

Maybe it's because Sheng Yihuan's experience is still inexperienced, and he can't comprehend the essence of the song "The Butterfly Lovers". It sounds good, but it lacks emotion.

When Wu Qian walked to the door of the piano room, Fang Nanqi noticed it. After all, she was a guest at someone else's house. Unless it was a bedroom, it would be better not to close the door of the room casually, so as not to arouse suspicion.

Seeing that Fang Nanqi was about to speak, Wu Qian quickly pressed his palm to signal Fang Nanqi to keep quiet.

Fang Nanqi watched Wu Qian walk gently behind Sheng Yihuan, her head moved slightly in accordance with the rhythm, with a look of enjoyment on her face.

"Stinky guy, pretending."

As long as she thought that Wu Qian might be planning Sheng Yihuan's idea, she would feel restless and said to stop it, but there was no way to justify it, and Sheng Yihuan was not that resistant, so it was very difficult to do.

After a short tremolo, the song ended.

"Sister Qi, does it sound good?" Sheng Yihuan opened his eyes and turned to look at Fang Nanqi and asked.

Fang Nanqi didn't speak, and pointed behind Sheng Yihuan.

At the same time, a voice sounded behind Sheng Yihuan.

"It sounds good."

clap clap.

Wu Qian applauded.

Sheng Yihuan was startled, really jumped, her ass bounced off the small baroque stool.

She stood up and turned her head to look, patted her chest, let out a breath, and said with a smile: "Wu Qian, you are back, sorry, you won't...won't you mind if you use your piano?"

Wu Qian shook his head to express his indifference. He walked to the piano and stroked Guanghua's body, and said, "It's very nice to play the Chinese folk music with the king of musical instruments."

"Show your ugliness, Wu Qian, your piano skills must be much better than that." Sheng Yihuan said, she gave up her seat, it seemed that she wanted to ask Wu Qian to play a piece.

Fang Nanqi made a face in the distance and curled her lips, imitating Sheng Yihuan's way of talking in a weird way, very funny and funny.

She seemed to have a tendency to masochistic, she especially didn't want to see Sheng Yihuan and Wu Qian having fun together, but she couldn't help not watching.

"No, no, you misunderstood, I only know how to listen, not how to play..." Looking at the cute expression on Sheng Yihuan's face, Wu Qian smiled and said: "Haha, are you feeling very disappointed?"

Sheng Yihuan smiled awkwardly but politely. She really thought Wu Qian could play the piano, otherwise she wouldn't have asked that question just now. She wanted to give Wu Qian an excuse to show off his talent, but she didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

"Uh... did things go well today?"

Sheng Yihuan took the initiative to change the subject to resolve the embarrassment. She remembered that when she was at home, her mother would ask her father this question before her father came back from business talks.

Wu Qian snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "Let's go, eat, and talk while eating."

During the dinner, Wu Qian briefly talked about the acquisition of the Manchester United club. There was nothing to say about business matters, and most of them talked about some interesting things, such as Little William's hard waiting, Avram's thick skin, etc. .

(End of this chapter)