Although Burley is a small town, there are many bars in this small town: there are very traditional British bars, Irish bars, Scottish bars, Welsh bars, and very modern dance bars. In short, in this small town, as long as you can afford to pay, you will definitely find a happy place, but the consumption amount may be higher.

Richard was extremely stingy about his life. He even came to Burleigh for so long and only asked the "monetary buyer" Charlotte to buy clothes once. In addition, he was busy on the court every day, so the "monetary nanny" Charlotte took on the heavy responsibility of washing clothes again... But he was very generous to the players. As long as it was food that was harmless to his football career, he would bring it to the table to share with the players. Also, a month ago, the mother of midfielder Martin was hospitalized. Due to his poor family and Martin's salary was not very high. Richard paid all the fees for Martin, and until today he had never said anything about repaying the money.

Perhaps it was Richard's heartfeltness to the players that made the players love Richard. He would rather endure Richard's insults than prove that he deserved Burley on the court. At the same time, Richard never spared his efforts when rewarding his players. This time, he took them to the best new English bar in Burley, Edinburgh Bar.

This bar is a bit of origin. Edinburgh, England holds a "Friendly Art Festival" every year. Any art form that is not accepted by the mainstream will appear at the Friendly Art Festival in Edinburgh. What's more interesting is that Edinburgh has a city full of theaters but only a few hotels. Edinburgh's "Friendly Art Festival" will attract the attention of the whole of Europe. At that time, a large number of tourists will pour into Edinburgh, and people who often participate in the Edinburgh Festival will bring their own sleeping bags. Since the festival is held in summer, once the Edinburgh Friendly Art Festival comes, on the night of Edinburgh, tourists sleeping on the ground can be seen on the streets and alleys.

The reason why this bar is called Edinburgh is because the performances in the bar are very popular programs at the Edinburgh Art Festival. The bar owner spent money to invite these artists to Burley to cheer up his bar.

Richard led the players into this bar to take these little guys to see what "marginal art" is, but as soon as he entered the bar, he caused a burst of cheers, and they were more like performers. But it didn't matter if he thought about it carefully. Today, the entire Burleigh team was Burleigh's hero. He sank the Premier League toffees, like a fishing boat overturned the battleship.

"Our hero is here, boss, give each of them a glass of whiskey, I'll treat you!"

"No, I must treat you this time, boss, please treat our heroes with the best wine."

The fans were very enthusiastic, but they were very polite and just applauded and cheered. Some fans naturally had to surround them and take pictures with Burley's players as souvenirs and sign them. At least in this small town, Burley's players and Richard became stars.

The service staff quickly led Richard and others to the seat. A corner of the bar was filled with a cup of whiskey that had already been paid was brought up. Richard took away the wine glass in front of Jiazha and said, "Give him a glass of orange juice."

Gazha rolled her eyes and looked at Richard and said, "Don't let it go so badly? I promise to just have one drink!"

"Yes." Richard said with a wicked smile: "But don't forget that you will terminate the contract with Burley as long as you drink a glass of wine. If you want to leave, please have a good time."

Gascoin shook his head helplessly and replied, "Yes, mom."

The players burst into laughter.

Gascoin, who felt a little embarrassed, was about to tease Richard. Seeing others drinking whiskey and he could only drink orange juice, he glanced at the bar and said, "Hey, boss, can I ask you a more personal question?"

Richard was stunned for a moment. Gascoin wanted to ask himself a more personal question, is it about Rigan? Or do you want to get a player-coach contract next season?

"Tell me, Gaza." Richard nodded and signaled Gaza to ask his own question.

"Boss, you came to Burleigh for a few months earlier than Ashley. As far as I know, even Ashley has a high school girl. Why haven't you seen any woman by your side? Don't use Charlotte as a shield. Charlotte does take great care of your life, but it's more like a nanny hired for money. You don't even have extra communication between you. I'm not a homosexual-love-discriminator. To be honest, are you homosexual?"

Richard really wanted to throw this spoofed Gaza out, but the jokes between friends should not be treated like that: "I'm pretty sure I'm a normal man. If a suitable woman appears, I will definitely be merciless and let the whole Stanton hear the sound of our battle at night."

"Okay, boss, there's one there. Let's make a bet. As long as you can go over and let that girl come over and have a drink, we will no longer doubt your sexual orientation..."

The whole of England knows Gazza's spoof nature. He once gave his teammate a thousand pounds and asked him to burn his nose with a lighter for ten seconds...

Richard turned around and looked at his young men: "You think so too?"

"No boss, we never doubt your sexual orientation. You just like Nasri, Ashley, Diyala and even Gaza..." David Nugent had long been out of place with Richard, and he became the most joking one in the team.

Richard pointed at the group of people under his hands and said, "Three minutes, if she can't come over to have a drink within three minutes, then I will stand naked on the sidelines in the next League Cup match to direct the game. If I win, the whole holiday will be cancelled and the deal will be completed?"

Burley player and coach immediately began to whisper and immediately started saying: "Trade!"

Richard turned his head and asked Gascoin, "Who are you talking about?"

Gascoin pointed his hand at the small circle surrounded by a group of English men and said, "I can see through the gap that is almost impossible to observe. There is a beauty inside, just as I can observe the gap that passes the threatening ball."

"Wait!" Richard got up and walked out quickly.

"The timing begins!"

Richard just left, and these bad guys started to time.

Richard started to regret when he walked near the crowd. Aren’t he crazy? He is not a playboy who wins all kinds of battles among flowers. Why did he make such a bet under the encouragement of these stinky brats? Could it be that he won the Premier League team today, and hasn’t passed yet?

No matter so much, I have already made a bet anyway, so it is too late to repent.

Although Richard is not a playboy, he understands psychology. Which team doctor doesn’t know much about psychology?

He saw a beautiful woman in the crowd surrounded by many men. The woman was a little arrogant, holding a cup of bloody Mary alone, surrounded by strong men talking endlessly, but she didn't seem to want to pay much attention to...

Richard has his own way to deal with such a proud woman.

Richard, who took out ten pounds from his pocket, squeezed in along the crowd, like a power striker holding the opponent's defender. At this moment, Richard directly stuffed the money into the hands of the beauty and shouted loudly: "Miss, please give me a glass of beer."

Then immediately added: "In that corner."

The beauty suddenly felt an insult she had never seen before!

Today she was wearing a sexy black T-shirt, jeans, a baseball cap on her head, and a pair of very fashionable high heels. No matter how she looks, she shouldn't be a service staff member, right?

She immediately squeezed out of the crowd and caught up with Richard who was walking back a few steps, and said with great dissatisfaction: "HIMAN!"

Richard quickly turned around: "Miss, of course I know you are not a service staff. I just wanted to snatch you from the hands of a group of strong men. Beauties like you are surrounded by a group of men. No matter what, it is a bit dangerous. At least I will not do anything that makes you unhappy. Okay, the explanation is over, and now I will formally introduce myself. Richard Ferguson, the chairman of Burley Club, is celebrating today's victory against Everton with the players. Will the noble lady come and have a drink?"

Richard became polite, his face full of smiles, and bowed very gentlemanly.

I just thought that the angry beauty was amused by Richard's quick face-changing performance, and thought to myself: "It's quite romantic."

Everyone in Burley's team widened their eyes and exclaimed: "No! It's less than a minute!!!"

After Richard added a seat for the beauty in a very gentlemanly, he looked at the group of players with a smile and said, "Your holiday has been cancelled, I am willing to accept the loss!"

The moment he turned his head, Richard immediately looked at the beauty: "I'm sorry, Miss, we made a bet just now. They doubted my ability, and I want to prove that I have the ability to save you from a group of evil men..."

"I'm not a girl on the verge of learning bad things." The beauty defended her anger. She felt uncomfortable if anyone was used as a bet.

"What's your job?" Richard asked with a mouth open.

"Uh..." The beauty smiled playfully and said: "Professional renovation of nuclear submarines, nuclear warhead polishing, renovation, modification, spray painting; large-scale recycling of second-hand aircraft carriers and various types of fighter jets; major repair of nuclear reactors, clear aircraft carrier oil tanks; battleship maintenance, three-filter replacement; and large-scale sale of traditional weapons such as AK47, M16, etc.."

Richard turned his head and rolled his eyes and asked, "Gentlemen, who has a phone number from the police?"

Burley celebrations laughed again.

PS: I really feel sorry for thinking about the new chapter and forgetting to update it.
Chapter completed!