Chapter 47

Cheryl is very poised and interacts with the upper-class crowd with ease. In contrast, the former underground pharmacist, Jowan Xian, feels a bit out of place. He pulls Kaka, Ramos, Johnson, Rooney, and a few other team members who don’t have female companions aside, indulging in heavy drinking and casual conversation. As they talk, their smiles start to look a bit lecherous.

"Kaka, are you still a virgin?" Ramos, who lost his virginity at 14, is shocked when Jowan Xian mentions that Kaka is still a virgin.

A hint of embarrassment flashes across Kaka's face. "I am a Christian, and premarital... sexual activity is not encouraged."

"Christian my ass, who among us football players actually believes in that stuff?" Little Rooney, after two glasses of red wine, has a rosy face and, emboldened by the alcohol, says dismissively.

Kaka's face shows a moment of awkwardness, and he shakes his head helplessly, saying nothing.

Jowan Xian waves his hand and smiles. "Seeing how pitiful you all look, how about this: after the party, I'll take you four to visit some nightclubs and meet some beautiful women. What do you think?"

"Boss, are you serious?" Ramos looks disbelieving.

Johnson is also shocked, exclaiming, "Boss, are you testing us?"

Rooney doesn't say anything but looks at Jowan Xian with anticipation.

Jowan Xian says sternly, "Do I look like I'm joking? I've told you before, football is about passion and intensity! But what do you do after the passion? You need to release it, find a woman, and let it all out! Do you know why Vieri, Ronaldo, and others are so great? Because they've found the balance between yin and yang!"

"Balance between yin and yang?" They all look at Jowan Xian with confusion.

Jowan Xian smirks and says helplessly, "A bunch of illiterates. This is from the world's greatest book, the I Ching. Anyway, you don't need to understand it. Just remember this: to play football well, you can't be too restrained, but you also can't be too indulgent!"

After he says this, they realize Jowan Xian is serious about taking them to nightclubs and cheer, "Boss, you are the greatest coach in the world! Other coaches oppose players going to nightclubs, but you are the opposite, truly great, long live!"

"Long live!"

Their cheers draw the attention of everyone in the hall. Jowan Xian's face turns red, and he glares at these young men.

Kaka, however, looks worried and says hesitantly, "Boss, I won't go. You can take Rooney and the others..."

"How can that be?" Jowan Xian frowns and says seriously, "You're 22 and still a virgin. You should be ashamed, and I'm ashamed to have a player like you! No, tonight... I must find you a woman to lose your virginity!"

Johnson nods repeatedly, "Exactly. Boss, we have a bar called 'Longchamp Sweetheart' in London, ranked in the top 10 worldwide! It has all kinds of high-class women. With your reputation, we'll definitely have a good night!"

Ramos puts his arm around Kaka and says, "When has Boss ever been wrong? I've realized that to win games, we must follow what Boss says! To improve, players must also follow what Boss says! Kaka, not to be harsh, but at 22, being a virgin is seriously hindering your football development. Listen to us and go to the bar for a night of fun!"

Kaka looks at Jowan Xian hesitantly, "Boss, are you sure this will significantly improve my skills?"

"Of course!" Jowan Xian says confidently, patting his chest.

"Then... okay..." Kaka hesitates for a moment and finally nods.

Abu is giving a speech, but Jowan Xian isn't paying attention. Suddenly, a round of applause erupts in the hall, and everyone looks at Jowan Xian with a smile. The club owner, Roman Abramovich, raises his glass and says, "Mr. Jowan Xian, everyone is waiting for your speech!"

"Speech?" Jowan Xian is taken aback.

But it makes sense. As the head coach of the team, and the most prominent coach in England and Europe, and the main focus of this celebration, Jowan Xian has to say a few words to satisfy everyone's expectations.

But what to say? Jowan Xian walks heavily to the center of the hall, his mind racing, trying to think of something appropriate.

Finally, he clears his throat, raises his glass, and says solemnly, "Everyone knows that in 1999, Sir Alex Ferguson led Manchester United to an unprecedented treble, becoming the greatest glory in Premier League history."

"But!" Jowan Xian changes his tone and says loudly, "This is not enough. Everyone knows that Premier League teams are different from those in other countries because of the League Cup and FA Cup. With the league and the Champions League, there's a chance to win a quadruple! Here, I solemnly thank everyone for coming to pay tribute to our future quadruple champions, Chelsea!"

"Quadruple... champions?" The hall falls silent, and everyone stares at Jowan Xian, who is making bold statements.

"I know that from the start of the season, many people have been waiting for me to fail. Unfortunately, they are disappointed. And I want to say, this is still not enough! What is my goal? You tell me!" Jowan Xian holds his glass in his left hand and points at the Chelsea players, centered around Terry, with a graceful and fluid motion.

Terry understands and whispers a few words, and then everyone says in unison, "Disappointment is not enough; we want to make them completely despair!"

"Right, despair!" Jowan Xian finishes his drink and says loudly, "I, Jowan Xian, am invincible. If anyone can defeat me on the football field, he... must be Zeus!"

Indeed, Jowan Xian is a big talker! They say Easterners are polite and modest, but this Jowan Xian, even though he is Asian and has Chinese blood, is so reckless.

After a brief silence, the club owner, Roman Abramovich, is the first to clap, followed by the players, and then the social elites, all clapping with a mix of amusement and respect.

However, although Abramovich is clapping, he secretly sighs with relief. At least Jowan Xian hasn't embarrassed him too much, even though his words are overly arrogant, they are not unacceptable.

Assistant coach Boas, standing at the edge of the crowd, looks at the charismatic Jowan Xian and doesn't find his words arrogant at all. He takes a sip of Lafite, and every pore in his body relaxes, feeling extremely comfortable.

Jowan Xian's speech undoubtedly sets a clear goal for Chelsea this season—quadruple champions! The tone is a bit grand, but it stirs the atmosphere and brings the party to a climax.

Next, captain Terry is invited to speak. Although Terry is usually reserved, his public image is that of a tough and reliable man. After some polite small talk, he expresses his unwavering trust in head coach Jowan Xian, "The atmosphere in the team is very good, and we all respect him. When the boss says we can win the championship, we all believe it! Working with him is very pleasant, and I hope he can stay at Chelsea like Ferguson and Wenger. He knows what kind of football we need. In short, Chelsea's success cannot be separated from him—great Jowan Xian!"

Applause erupts again!

People are amazed by Terry's high praise for Jowan Xian and even more surprised by Jowan Xian's absolute control over the dressing room. Looking at the players in the hall who respect him, it's clear why Chelsea always performs so perfectly on the field.

The party finally ends with a summary by the club CEO, Kenyon. Couples leave one by one, but Jowan Xian whispers to Cheryl, "Baby, I might be late tonight. I need to take those guys out to see the world."

A hint of doubt flashes in Cheryl's eyes. "What world?"

Jowan Xian chuckles and whispers in her ear. Cheryl spits and says with a hint of reproach, "You're just being naughty. I heard Kaka is getting married. Aren't you afraid his fiancée will find out?"

"Don't worry, if you don't say anything, neither will I. Go to sleep now." Jowan Xian hugs Cheryl and, without any concern for the people passing by, gently kisses her luscious red lips.

Cheryl's face lights up with happiness, and two charming dimples appear on her cheeks. She says softly, "Then you mustn't cheat on me outside~~~"

"Haha, don't worry. Why would I go looking for trouble when I have a beautiful woman at home?"

Cheryl wrinkles her nose and smiles, "Then I'll drive your Lamborghini home, and you can take their car..."

After successfully sending Cheryl away, Jowan Xian sees the anxious guys waiting outside the hotel. Kaka is relatively calm, but Ramos is eager to get to the "Longchamp Sweetheart" bar.

Since joining Chelsea, Ramos has been trying to make a good impression on Jowan Xian and hasn't gone to any bars. Now, with this opportunity, his lecherous side is showing.

Jowan Xian waves at them and shouts, "Guys, let's go!"

"Long live!"

Amidst the cheers, Jowan Xian gets into Kaka's luxurious Mercedes, with Johnson leading the way. Four luxury cars speed towards the "Longchamp Sweetheart" bar. In their excitement, no one notices a plain German Volkswagen following them.

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