Chapter 628: Iron Muscle Jungle

William thought for a while, "How is the job of the team's home stadium security observer?"

After that, William smiled and explained, "Your eyes and observation skills are probably the best. As for the level, it will be counted as a deputy supervisor. Wait until you adapt to the security work before talking about other things."

"Thank you, no problem", Swager was very satisfied with this job. He is a Chelsea fan. Now he returns to London to spend more time with his parents. In addition, he needs a decent job for his girlfriend, so the deputy director of the team's security is just right.

As for the salary of the team, Swager didn't care. The weekly salary of the secret service academy is 2,000 pounds, plus the reward for William's mission is very generous, otherwise he wouldn't be able to buy a big house near Chelsea Stadium as soon as he returned to London.

For William, a sniper like Swager will only be sent out to perform sniping missions when he can't get close to the target.

Now it's better to appease him with a decent job.

After talking about Swager'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 not to find Schwager immediately, but to chat with old Schwager from time to time.

The meal lasted until after 8 o'clock in the evening, when Sunday notified that Marcel's treatment had been completed and he had changed his clothes in the medical room.

William clapped his hands and interrupted the chat, "Ladies and gentlemen, Marcel's treatment is over. Should we go and see how he is recovering?"

Lina, who was listening to old Schwager telling the fans' opinions, was surprised and said, "So fast?"

"Mom, it's been three hours. How about I let Sunday guide Marcel to the restaurant? He should be hungry too."

After that, without waiting for everyone to answer, William directly ordered Sunday to open the security door of the basement for Marcel.

Not long after, Marcel, who was dressed neatly, walked into the restaurant led by the servants.

"Hey, Marcel, weren't you injured yesterday?" Old Schwager asked in surprise when he saw Marcel walking normally, "Mr. Devonshire, have you really invented a new technology for rapid recovery from injuries?"

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 have recovered well, and there is no discomfort."

Thanking the servant who brought him tableware and food, Marcel shook his hand excitedly and said, "No, no problem, on the contrary, I feel like I'm back to ten years ago, my whole body is relaxed,

There is no discomfort in my ankles, knees and lower back. God, I have to thank you, BOSS, it is you who revitalized my career again."

"Is the effect so good?"

When Mourinho saw Marcel walk in like a normal person, he was shocked and excited. "Sorry, Boss, can I take Marcel back to the team for a test? With this technology, doesn't it mean that the team will not 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 will they not have to worry about gains and losses, but at most they will exchange injuries for injuries.

If their players are injured, it will take at most half a day to recover, but it will not be so easy for players from other teams to recover. In the long run, Chelsea will definitely be the hegemon of England in the future.

Mourinho has already thought about it. This time, he will recruit central defenders with tough style and strong interception ability.

For the midfield and frontcourt, he will look for fast players with outstanding dribbling ability, and drag all opponents into the muscle jungle. Thinking that tomorrow's opponent is the technical Arsenal, he suddenly showed a weird smile on his face.

Urging Marcel to finish dinner and say hello to William, Mourinho anxiously took Kenny and Marcel away and hurried back to the team for testing.

Most of the paparazzi waiting 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 most of the paparazzi had left, 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 personally send you out, your photos will spread all over England tomorrow, which is not good for us."

"Understood," Schwager smiled and nodded. 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 the servant out of the main door of the main building and walked out of the manor.

Along the way, he said some words that he could say to his father, and told old Schwager that if anyone asked, he would say that he was allowed to enter the manor because he was the team security.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the gate of the manor, they were surrounded by waiting fans and paparazzi. Old Schwager said to several companions and familiar fans, "Let's go to my bar first."

"No, let's go to your house." The companions and familiar fans stared at the paparazzi who sneaked in and said, "Don't forget that all Chelsea fan bars are full of people now."

"That's right, I was so happy that I forgot that Mr. Devonshire celebrated Mrs. Lina's birthday and invited all Chelsea fans to drink for free in the fan bar."

Patting his forehead, Old Schwager thought for a while and said, "Let's go to Bob's house. He hasn't invited everyone to drink since he moved to a new house."

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

"We have no problem, but with so many people, Bob, don't be stingy and just treat us to a few drinks and then drive us away."

"Don't worry, I promise that unless you crawl away, the beer will never run out," Bob patted his chest and promised.

"Haha, let's go now," said a dozen familiar fans leaders, and gave a few instructions to their companions. Soon, the paparazzi who stayed were surrounded by fans, and they found all kinds of reasons to chat, just not letting the paparazzi leave.

After Schwager and his group drove away for a few minutes, these fans dispersed and went to the fan bar to drink.

After everyone left, William was about to take Abby and Jesse to rest, but before he had time to say good night, he was pulled to the sofa by his mother.

After hesitating for a moment, Lina asked, "William, you shouldn't be short of money, right?"

"Of course not," William said, looking at his hesitant mother in confusion, "How could our family be short of money? I have so much money now that I don't know how to spend it."

"That's good," Lina's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said, "Mom, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Of course," William nodded without hesitation. Not to mention one, even a hundred would be no problem.

Seeing 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 not affect the reputation and money prospects of the new technology."