"Yeah." He Yuzheng lowered his eyes and began to pick up the shells of the melon seeds in his palm again.

"Waiter." Jiang Fang turned his head and looked at the nervous waiter. The waiter hurried forward: "What's the matter, sir?"

"Change the bone dish." Jiang Fang said.

Haven't eaten yet, what bone dish? Others thought, and so did the waiter, there was only a bunch of melon seed shells in the earliest bone dish on the table.

Seeing the waiter coming over with a clean bone dish, He Yuzheng raised his eyes and didn't force any more seeds.

"Jiang Fang... Did you come back to Xiaoyao's wedding with the team on leave this time?" the girl on the other side of Jiang Fang asked curiously.

Jiang Fang was silent for a while, and once made the girl feel that she had exceeded the norm and wanted to apologize.

"In the transfer season, we already have a holiday." Jiang Fang finally answered her.

"Oh, so, you definitely won't transfer." The girl also likes to watch football, joking.

"How is it possible, what are you thinking about?" Another girl complained about her.

He Yuzheng silently listened to the girls' praise and admiration for Jiang Fang, regretting not wearing headphones.

Jiang Fang kept silent, and after the table was quiet for a long time, he lowered his head and took a sip of red wine: "I may transfer back to China."

The future direction of the world's superstar football heroes, the people at this table know two months earlier than the whole world.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Just when everyone was shocked by the news, He Yuzheng suddenly stood up and quickly left the table.

He Yuzheng was in the last compartment of the bathroom. He closed the door, his heart seemed to be dragged down by something heavy, pulling his trachea and throat. He knelt and lay on the toilet. When came out, eyes quickly became foggy.

He Yuzheng didn't eat anything in the morning. He vomited up the milk and the melon seeds he ate, and then kept retching, as if he was about to vomit out his stomach.

The sound of washing hands came from outside, He Yuzheng covered his mouth and clenched his teeth.

When the sound outside stopped, He Yuzheng stood up and unlocked the compartment door. He came out of the cubicle and suddenly found that the person who washed his hands just now had not left.

He Yuzheng pursed his lips, washed his hands, his face and his mouth first, then turned to the man coldly: "Don't go back to China." He Yuzheng stared at Jiang Fang and said, Jiang Fang also stared at him, staring at him being tortured Water-stained wet sideburns, raised eyebrows, and overly red lips.

"You can continue to stay in Europe, okay?" He Yuzheng raised his head, his eyes were tired, and there was a hint of sharp hostility.

"No." After Jiang Fang finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

He Yuzheng watched him leave, scolded "dog thing" in a low voice, turned on the faucet, and started to wash his face one by one.

He Yuzheng didn't return to the wedding scene again. He sent a message to Mu Yao, saying that he was not feeling well and had to leave first, so he asked Bian Rou to book himself the fastest flight back to Longzhou.

At first, He Yuzheng just didn't understand why Jiang Fang broke up with him so decisively. He still liked Jiang Fang, and he felt that he could start over with Jiang Fang at any time. As long as Jiang Fang was willing, he even sent messages to Jiang Fang frequently. , tell him about Shenghe's achievements, tell him about his own life, and try to save it.

It was not until later that he found out that Jiang Fang and Cui Shu were living together in the UK, and He Yuzheng's full of love and nostalgia disappeared in an instant, leaving only a strong hatred for Jiang Fang all over his body, which would pierce his heart whenever he thought about it.

Chapter 71: Thirty Million

After returning to Longzhou, He Yuzheng tried to keep his life busy. He even dealt with Chi Zixuan's pediatric provocation in person. It seemed that only in this way could he not think about the people he met at that wedding.

After a long time, He Yuzheng sometimes suddenly wondered, had he really seen that person? Or is this all an illusion?

It was not until a month later that several well-known sports journalists in Europe successively posted on social media that Jiang Fang and the club revealed that he had the intention to switch to a domestic team after his contract expired.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. As soon as the news came out, major domestic football clubs went to the UK to negotiate like crazy. The current chairman of Shenghe is He Yuzheng, an uncaring uncle. Most of the work is still in the hands of Tan Xianglun. Tan Xianglun also found He Yuzheng as soon as got the news.

After all, although Jiang Fang is transferring as a free agent whose contract has expired, today is different from the past. He is already a world-renowned star and represents the highest level of Asian football. There are countless supporters and admirers, and the signing fee is often expensive. Hundreds of millions, to use such a large sum of money, it is necessary to inform the group.

"Don't buy it." He Yuzheng picked up Tan Xianglun's phone call at an important meeting and perfunctory him, but Tan Xianglun was unrelenting, and even broke up with He Yuzheng about Shenghe's share price.

"What do you mean, if we buy Jiang Fang back, Shenghe's stock price will go up?" He Yuzheng said contemptuously, a group of subordinates and partners at the meeting looked at him subconsciously, with anticipation and approval in their eyes.

He Yuzheng: ......

"She has not yet reached the time when Shenghe needs to rely on a share price to play football. If you have that money, you might as well use it for public welfare. Anyway, you can hear a thank you." He Yuzheng hung up the phone and looked at the people who were staring at him: "Is there a problem?"

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads, looked at their noses and noses, and re-entered the meeting.

The news that Sheng He did not participate in the competition against Jiang Fang was quickly spread. After all, if Jiang Fang wanted to return to China, the place where his dream started, the old club Sheng He must be a strong opponent, but if Sheng He did not plan to take action , then other clubs will be more likely to get him.

The news of Jiang Fang's coming back spread a lot. He Yuzheng, a person who didn't pay attention at all, went to hear wherever he went, and almost everyone had to say a few words at intra-group meetings, high-level cocktail parties, and family dinners. The lungs even pulled He Yuzheng to ask: "Huh? Didn't he have a good relationship with you before? Why didn't you ask in private?"

He Yuzheng smiled most of the time, unless someone deliberately poked him in the sore spot.

"If I tell you to ask him, he will definitely reveal it to you." Qi He broke into He Yuzheng's office with a bottle of white wine in one hand and two goblets in the other, looking like a playboy.