"You are really, why are you bullying the old man?" After Lord Ferguson left, Qin Lan asked with a little blame. Qin Lan had never seen Lu Ning treat an old man so badly.

"Ha, you don't know. You really can't take this person lightly. Ha, he is famous for being more and more arrogant. If I give him a good look today, this guy would dare to contact Roberto Carlos privately tomorrow." Lu Ning explained. Qin Lan was not good at first. After all, Ferguson gave Qin Lan a relatively kind impression. However, when he saw that Massimo Morati also had such a deep opinion, he stopped talking half-believingly.

Lu Ning was right. Ferguson really had this plan. At that time, he would even prepare his words. At that time, he would say that he and Lu Ning had reached a part of the agreement and trick Roberto Carlos into talking to him first. Then, he would make some noise. If he could cook the raw rice into a cooked rice, it would be even better.

Unfortunately, this person was directly in front of Lu Ning. Lu Ning ignored his own tricks at all. Ferguson then left angrily. Well, I have to admit that Lu Ning is a business genius, and his little tricks really can't escape Lu Ning's eyes. Forget it, this time, I really want to give Duke Huo Dehuaide a face.

At this time, Ferguson was sitting alone in the VIP seat and sulking, and wanted to exchange Roberto Carlos for Giggs and Beckham. What a joke? Hum, Lu Ning, this guy, just has no sincerity. It seems that he really can't act rashly. Last time, he lost to Lu Ning inexplicably in the transfer for Roberto Carlos. Ferguson has always been upset about this and can only sigh at the power of capital. Hum, if you have money, you can really do whatever you want.

While sighing at the stinginess of Dream Theater, Lu Ning called the Hilton Hotel and asked for a copy outside, which was sent by a special person. The Hilton Hotel always tried its best to satisfy Lu Ning's request. After all, this person is the leader of the future? Anyway, the ambiguous relationship between his eldest princess and Lu Ning is already well-known in America.

In one hour, the delivery arrived. It was a high-end dish prepared by Hilton's chef. Although it was just outside, the dishes were still very fine. The staff on duty were stunned. Who is fine to watch the game and is called a luxurious meal? Well, after repeated confirmation, it was a takeaway order by Inter Milan President Lu Ning. Okay, then it was released.

A table of rich food was placed on the table. Well, it was a bit like a luxurious private room, and Lu Ning was satisfied.

"You eat first, I'll go out first." Lu Ning said to Qin Lan and Massimo Morati, without looking back, and left the private room. Massimo Morati was stunned at first. He was not still hungry just now, why aren't he in a hurry now? However, Qin Lan glanced at Lu Ning's leaving figure and showed a meaningful smile.

"Ha, this guy is just a stingy man. He must have invited Sir Ferguson to have dinner together." Well, if you want to know Lu Ning, Qin Lan must be one of them. Although the two are still innocent now, Qin Lan knows Lu Ning more than he knows him. There is no way. Apart from work, Qin Lan's mind is Lu Ning in the rest of the time.

"Uh?" Massimo Morati was stunned when he heard Qin Lan's answer, but then he thought, okay, it was indeed Lu Ning's style, and he smiled and didn't rush to do it. He would rather wait for the old lord to join him.

At this time, Lu Ning had turned around and came to the VIP seat. At this time, Ferguson was the only one sitting there, and the figure seemed a little desolate. Lu Ning walked forward, and Ferguson turned around and looked at Lu Ning.

"What are you looking for me? You guy, won't prove your victory, right?" Well, the victory mentioned by Ferguson is obviously Roberto Carlos' transfer battle, Lu Ning won the final victory under the clamping of Real Madrid and Manchester United.

"Come on, this is a change of route and start taking the tragic route?" Lu Ning smiled and sat next to Ferguson. His career here was very good. Lu Ning overlooked the entire Old Trafford Stadium. Well, now he looks like a dream theater. At the same time, Lu Ning gradually understood Ferguson's mentality. After all, at the heyday of the Red Devils, he experienced a nightmare air crash. The prosperous Red Devils never recovered from then on. Ferguson brought Manchester United back to the peak. How many people know the twists and turns inside? Well, if it weren't for the persistence of this old guy, he wouldn't have been as glorious as he is now.

"You kid, you don't have any virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young." Ferguson looked at Lu Ning without any worries.

"Ha, do you know? In this era, it's not that the old man has become bad, but that the bad man has become old." Lu Ning sarcastically said without hesitation, making Ferguson angry. He wanted to take off his suit and teach the annoying guy in front of him a lesson.

"Okay, I'll order dinner, let's go together." Lu Ning stopped arguing with Ferguson, but instead sent an invitation, which made Ferguson not change for a while. What tricks is this kid playing? Could it be that he is hitting the attention of his favorite generals, right? Thinking of this, Ferguson's eyes looked at Lu Ning were a little wrong.

"Hey, I'm not like you, everything has purpose." Lu Ning knew that this person must have been thinking too much. Lu Ning shouted in dissatisfaction, OK, looking at Lu Ning's frank eyes, Ferguson believed this guy for the time being.

"Hey, there's always something to drink when you're dinner." Ferguson muttered. The old Lord has two major hobbies, football and drinking, especially good wine.

"Does Lafite drink in 1983?" Lu Ning said angrily, and then left without looking back.

"Drink, why not drink good wine?" Ferguson immediately stood up. Although Ferguson made a lot of money, he was one of the most profitable head coaches at present. However, such good wine is not something you can drink just by drinking. I still feel a little distressed. Today, Lu Ning treats him, so Ferguson of course has to drink it.

When he entered the private room, he felt the table full of delicious food and two bottles of good wine. Ferguson curled his lips. It was really luxurious. However, the old Lord was not polite. He greeted Qin Lan, Massimo Morati, and sat down, poured himself a glass of Lafite, and smelled the fragrance of the wine intoxicatedly. The good wine.
Chapter completed!