America's Big Hero

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After hanging up the phone, Lorraine punched Sean hard, blushing, got up and ran with legs crossed.

……

The last time Sean was in London was the last time...

The connection with Xiao En has not changed. The tenure of the staff of No. 10 Downing Street is much longer than that of the Prime Minister.

Sean kept a low profile this time, and the British media didn't know about it, so he arrived quietly.

At the gate, Prime Minister Major personally greeted, met, shook hands, took pictures, and went through a set of procedures before entering the Prime Minister's office.

Learning from some rumors, Sean's bad temper was public, but after the secretary served black tea, there were only two people left in the office.

Private talk!

"Sean, I don't think it's a good idea for you to buy Ulster TV. The territory of Northern Ireland is an inalienable part of the Great Empire. This is a serious damage to the relationship between the United Kingdom and the United States." Major's tone was full of displeasure , he was suffocating.

Sean crossed his legs, took a sip of black tea, and then looked up at Major, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"You!" Major's face froze. As the Prime Minister, it felt terrible to be so hard-nosed. He said with a dark face, "You are provoking the Great Empire, the people of the Great Empire..."

"Pull the dick, you are the one who provoked me first, are you demented and forgot what you have done!" Sean put his foot down, pointed at Major's nose and cursed: "I bought it What can you do?"

Sean sneered, "Can you tell me about the friendship between the two countries? Besides, the next election is not far away. I don't know if you can secure the position of prime minister."

"Even if you are re-elected, so what? How long can you be re-elected? And I, Sean Rockefeller, will always have money, and my influence will only increase, not decrease."

"You and I are here to pretend to be your mother!"

"You, you, you, you are vulgar!" Major's face was livid, his veins were bulging, and he glared at Sean viciously.

"I just like the way you hate me and can't kill me!" Sean narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

Huh, huh, huh, Major was breathing heavily, and was speechless for a while.

"Tell me, Sean, what exactly do you want?" Major said with a blank face and no emotion in his voice, "Just tell me, why did you come to England? What do you want from me?"

"Suddenly I don't want to talk to you anymore." Sean leaned forward and looked at Major, "I think you're a little hot-headed now, and you need something to calm you down."

"No hurry, I believe you will calm down by this time next year." Sean stood up directly and walked out.

Major's face changed. This time next year is the time for the British prime minister election.

Obviously, Sean is threatening him and will mess him up during the general election.

Major's expression kept changing, he didn't know how much influence Sean had, but it was bad news after all, but he couldn't hold back his face.

At the end of the 80s and the beginning of the 90s, the decline in the UK became more and more obvious, but all classes in the UK were unwilling to accept this reality, and they still regarded themselves as the world's first-class country.

The more dusk they got, the more arrogant they became, as if this would allow them to maintain their current status.

Major raised his hand several times, and his ass left the chair, but when Sean opened the door, he still didn't yell to stay.

Sean glanced back, sneered, and walked out.

"Bang" the door closed, and Meijie's heart beat violently. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, angry, regretful, lucky, physically and mentally exhausted, and didn't want to say a word.

Sean came out of the prime minister's office alone, and the people outside were very surprised, and they all stared blankly. It wasn't until Sean walked out that no one thought of opening the door to have a look.

Major lowered his head and waved the man away.

……

Leave from Downing Street and stay at the hotel you booked.

There was a slight deviation in the plan, and the British prime ministers were particularly hard-spoken.

But it doesn't matter, whether you can get Major's support or not doesn't actually have that big of an impact, not to mention that in Sean's view, it's nothing more than a reversal of the order of things.

Sooner or later he would let Major come and beg himself.

In the hotel room, Sean picked up a document with the introduction of Arsenal Chairman Peter Hillwood.

In 1926, Peter Hillwood's grandfather, Samuel Hillwood, was already the chairman of the Arsenal Club. After Sammy retired, he was Peter Hillwood's father.

After his father died in 1982, it passed on to Peter Hillwood.

The family has been a shareholder of Arsenal since more than 80 years ago, and has completely owned Arsenal since 63 years ago.

After patting the document in his hand, Sean shook his head and sighed, "These Britons really love football, the chairman of the family for three generations!"

"What's the problem?" Lorraine took up the conversation, "There is no Englishman who doesn't like football."

"Okay, okay." Sean remembered that Lorraine was also British.

"It's not that easy for you to acquire Arsenal from the Hillwood family." Lorraine shook his head and said.

Sean spread his hands, "There is nothing that can't be solved by spending money. If there is, it must be because the money is not enough!"

Lorraine rolled her beautiful eyes, turned around and walked out. There is no way to communicate with this kind of person!

……

"Sir, Sean has just entered Highbury."

"Okay, I see." Major hung up the phone, frowning, the United States is a football desert, a Yankee knows nothing about football, what is he doing in Highbury?

Ever since Sean left the day before yesterday, Major has always felt restless in his heart, and specially ordered people to pay close attention to Sean's whereabouts.

He was very afraid that Sean would release any news that was not good for him.

Next year is the prime minister's general election, and he takes his own image very seriously.

……

"It's here." A stadium staff pointed to a box.

"Very good!" Sean stepped forward, behind him Lorraine took out a small wad of 20 dollar bills and handed it to the stadium staff.

As long as you use your 'heart', this kind of news can be easily obtained.

I knocked on the door of the box, and the door was opened from the inside. A woman looked Sean up and down. I had never seen him before, but I knew she was a person of status just by looking at his clothes and temperament.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"I want to talk to Mr. Smith." Sean said with a smile.

"Now is the time to watch the game, sir won't be here at this time..." The woman looked at Sean, thought for a while and said, "Okay, let me ask, who are you?"

"Sean, Sean Rockefeller." The moment Sean announced his family name, the woman's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Please wait a moment." The woman bowed respectfully, turned around and left without closing the door.

Through the open door, Sean looked at the state of the box.

The space is very large, about 30 square meters, with a dining table for six on one side, a sofa, a bar on the other side, Arsenal jerseys hanging on the wall, and a big TV.

Further forward is a glass wall, outside is the viewing platform, there are 10 seats, a young fat man wearing a scarf does not sit honestly, but stands in front of the railing, holding the railing with both hands, leaning over and staring at the field carefully.

There was a woman standing next to him, and she seemed quite excited.

The woman walked over and said something beside the fat man. The fat man turned around in surprise and saw Sean at the door.

Looking back at the stadium again, he shook his head reluctantly, pulled down his female companion, and turned to enter the box.

The airtight and sound insulation of the box is good, except for the opening and closing of the door, the sound is not noisy.

"Mr. Rockefeller, nice to meet you, I'm Smith." The young fat man came over, smiled and shook hands with Sean, and welcomed him in.

"Just call me Sean, that's what my friends call me. It seems that I came at the wrong time. Can I have the honor to watch an Arsenal game with Mr. Smith?" Sean said with a smile.

"Mr. Sean also understands football?" Smith blurted out in surprise, feeling wrong when he said it, and immediately made up for it, "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean that, but, um, most of the Americans seem to watch American football. "

"Maybe I'm a different kind." Sean smiled, who can not watch the World Cup.

(PS: Argentina misunderstood me! Shady, shady!! Shah people have taken their medicines, what the hell, is the Argentine goalkeeper an undercover agent!)

Smith frowned. Although he didn't believe it, there was still a surprised expression on his face. After introducing his female companion to Sean, he warmly invited Sean to the front viewing booth.

As soon as he entered here, Sean was shocked by the volume of the stadium's sound. My good guy, this is noisier than the New York Knicks stadium!

It can only be said that watching the scene is really different from watching TV. After a while, Sean was excited by the atmosphere of the scene.

The football skills and tactics at this time were not as gorgeous as those developed by later generations, let alone the elegant shooter. The arsenal workers at this time acted rough, brutal, and fierce!

On the whole, in the past few years when Englishmen have been banned from participating in European leagues, their skills and tactics have become more backward and rougher.

Long balls are thrown and the football is flying in the sky for most of the time. The players are very aggressive when they fight, with ruthless strikes, many small moves, flying shovels, flying kicks, and if they don't understand, they will face each other.

Every time this happens, more than 2 fans of the home team will boo the visiting team, and the sound can reach more than 120 decibels.

Whenever the referee makes a penalty that is a little bit unfavorable to Arsenal, the audience will scold and cheer, and the atmosphere will be too high if there is a favorable penalty.

Sean also admires those visiting team players below, they are really scolded by thousands of people!

"Oh!"

"Shit!"

"Fake!"

After watching a game, Sean was surprised to find that just cursing made his voice hoarse!

But after watching a game, it is really decompressing!

No wonder so many people like to watch the game live. After most of the game, he vented all the anger he had provoked by that idiot Major.

This is more stress-relieving than women!

Of course, this is when the buying team wins.

Buying footballs for unpopular ones, luxury cars driving in, buying footballs backwards, villas by the sea, occasionally buying draws, driving a Bugatti, betting big on unpopular ones, surpassing demolition households, buying footballs for strong teams, queuing up on rooftops...

Returning to the box again, serving drinks, Sean realized that Smith was indeed an old fan as soon as he spoke, and nothing happened after shouting.

After pouring wine and holding a glass, Smith said: "It surprised me. I didn't take it seriously when you said you could understand the ball just now. I didn't expect it to be true. It's hard to imagine. How can it happen in the United States? There are football fans."

Sean laughed loudly, "It is because I am a fan that I came here and found you, Smith."

"Looking for me? What does this have to do with me?"

"It's time to reveal my identity as an Arsenal fan for 30 years!" Sean said solemnly: "I want to buy the Arsenal shares in Smith's hands."

"Ah?" Smith was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed drastically, he frowned tightly, and said in a cold tone: "That's impossible, absolutely impossible."

"From the day Arsenal was founded, our Smith family has been fans of Arsenal, and has been a shareholder of Arsenal since my grandfather. The Smith family is honored to be a shareholder of Arsenal!"

"It is absolutely impossible for us to sell our stake in Arsenal!"

It's a century-old fan at every turn, this thing is really bluffing.

"1000 million!" Sean raised a finger.

"Ahem, pound?" Smith put his hands on the dining table, his face turned from cold to surprised in an instant.

"U.S. dollars!" Sean smiled, "Does this prove that I am a Arsenal fan for 30 years?"

"This..." Smith looked embarrassed. In the UK, the identity of the team owner is not only a commercial value, but also a status symbol.

Smith was really reluctant, but Sean gave too much!

Chapter 478: Acquisition Storm

Smith really hated Sean's behavior of throwing money at the moment!

It made him feel like he was betraying his beliefs and traditions!

Sean is a devil, he is using blasphemy to destroy his spirit and will, and he is dragging him into the abyss.

Because he was shamefully tempted!

"Sean, you are simply too hateful, you can't do this!" Smith said with a painful expression while holding his head.

Sean grinned, laughed silently, reached out and patted Smith's arm, and said kindly: "Don't do this, it's nothing, the pain is only temporary, bear with it and it will pass, and what you will feel later All that's left is to be happy!"

"You should think this way, your contribution is valuable, and you are promoting the great cause of football to the football desert in the United States."

"You have to let the people in the football desert appreciate the infinite charm of football. Your sacrifice is great and worthy of praise. You will definitely be remembered by football history!"

"This..." After Sean said this, Smith's expression gradually eased from the heartache and frustration, "Is this really the case? Sean, you can't lie to me, my soul will be disturbed like that!"

"Of course not!" Sean patted his chest solemnly and said, "I mean, I'm Sean, and I own the largest cable TV network in the United States, covering 3.2 million people in South America."

"New Century Media has a dedicated sports channel that broadcasts all kinds of sports programs from all over the world. Once I become a shareholder of Arsenal, you just need to think about it. I will definitely promote it throughout North America. This is not a matter of course. Is it!"

"I will promote League One, and the focus will be on Arsenal. Arsenal is about to open up a new territory. It will become the club with the most fans in the world!"