Green Field Eunuch

Chapter 136 Friends should learn to share
The next day was a rest day, and Shan Yongzhuo got up early, did some simple exercise, and then went to a car dealership outside the city.

Buying a car is still quite necessary.

In Rome, Shan Yongzhuo always walked and didn't think much of it at the time. But after coming to Manchester and buying a mansion, he always felt something was missing without a car.

After looking around, Shan Yongzhuo saw many cars that appealed to him, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to buy one and only spent £25,000 on a family SVU.

The car sales manager naturally recognized him as Shan Yongzhuo and hoped he would buy a brand-new luxury sports car. Shan Yongzhuo was also tempted, but considering that he had already bought a house, he suppressed his impulse.

£150, that's 15 million RMB!
You can buy a decent house outright in Xingcheng!
Dan Yongzhuo drove home and stood in the yard admiring the driveway. He felt it was pretty good; the car was indeed sufficient for his needs.

Just then, a very flashy sports car drove by and stopped at the entrance. As Shan Yongzhuo was wondering what was going on, he saw the car window open, and Balotelli flashed a big, white smile.

"Shan, get on the bus quickly!"

As soon as Shan Yongzhuo opened the iron gate, he shouted at him, glancing at the family SVU in the yard before getting out and showing off his sports car.

"This is my old buddy, shipped from Milan, what do you think?"

Dan Yongzhuo felt very bad. He transferred to Manchester City for the salary, which is £580 million per year after tax, which is quite a high salary, but only half of what he used to earn.

However, the difference between their cars is quite significant!
"Okay, get in the car, the guys are waiting for us!"

Then, without saying a word, Balotelli pulled Shan Yongzhuo into the car and drove off.

"Where are we going, Mario?"

"Boss, you'll find out soon!"

Balotelli looked mysterious, but according to Shan Yongzhuo's guess, it certainly wasn't a healthy place.

When they arrived at the location, their guess was confirmed: it was a high-end club, commonly known as a nightclub.

"Okay... this wasn't my idea. If Robert comes to the conclusion, it's because they led me astray."

Shan Yongzhuo didn't care. Anyway, he was a eunuch and couldn't do anything, so it wouldn't affect his condition or anything.

When I sat down, I saw that almost half of the Manchester City team had come.

Yaya Toure, Kolo Toure, Kompany, Lescott, Wright-Phillips, De Jong, even the honest Milner, and those two little brats Joe Hart and Boateng all came.

But then I thought, these two guys are a few years older than me, so what am I?
As for nightclubs, Shan Yongzhuo had been to one once with Mexes when he was in Rome. Nightclubs all over the world are pretty much the same, it's just that English nightclubs are relatively more famous, mainly because they are more open.

Shan Yongzhuo doesn't drink strong liquor, but these bastards around him aren't so restrained. Maybe it's because they're in good physical condition, so drinking it occasionally doesn't affect their performance too much.

In fact, Shan Yongzhuo only realized after entering the football circle that the so-called self-discipline of football players is complete nonsense.

Since most football players become famous at a young age, and are young and wealthy, they naturally cannot live the life of ascetics. After drinking a little alcohol, the bunch of bastards got moving.

The others were naturally quite adept at it as well. Wright-Phillips, as the host, quickly found an old acquaintance, not to mention the others. Even Boateng, a young man, acted like a seasoned pro and easily hooked up with someone.

Balotelli was the most ruthless, sitting down with two girls on either side of him, a display that made Shan Yongzhuo's scalp tingle.

But there are exceptions.

Milner, sitting next to Shan Yongzhuo, seemed rather nervous. This guy looked like an honest man, or perhaps a repressed pervert.

Because Shan Yongzhuo noticed that Milner's gaze kept shifting between many girls and never stopped.

Dan Yongzhuo didn't do anything; he just sat there drinking beer.

As for why?
What good would it do to take action?
However, when everyone brought the girl to the booth, they found that the atmosphere there had become a little strange.

Because almost all the girls' eyes were fixed on Shan Yongzhuo, and some of them were staring at him without moving their eyes.

"..."

This is a bit embarrassing!
Balotelli, quite generously, noticed this and immediately pushed the two girls towards Shan Yongzhuo, laughing and saying, "Boss, I'll go find some more!" "..."

Look for your sister!

Shan Yongzhu gave a helpless, bitter smile.

The two dark-skinned girls, as if they had won the lottery, wiggled their bodies and squeezed into Shan Yongzhuo's arms, while the other girls looked on with envy and jealousy.

"Let's go dancing instead."

Kompany was quite shrewd. He led the girl onto the dance floor. He had heard that Shan Yongzhuo had countless female fans. This guy was a pretty boy who was very attractive to girls. The best thing to do was to take the girl far away from this jerk.

The others had the same idea, so they took the girl to the dance floor and then disappeared while dancing.

Soon, Balotelli returned, this time with two girls, looking quite smug.

Only Shan Yongzhuo, Balotelli, and Milner remained in the booth.

Among them, Shan Yongzhuo and Balotelli were each on one side of a woman, while Milner sat alone to the side with an envious look on his face.

"James, why aren't you taking action?"

"Uh..." Milner chuckled and scratched his head, trying to stand up, but immediately sat back down. "I think I'll just drink instead."

On a sudden impulse, Shan Yongzhuo pushed the two girls into Milner's arms and then immediately stood up.

"James, they're yours now."

"… .."

"But! Boss, you're gone!"

Balotelli was getting impatient. Ever since the last match, he had been incredibly impressed with Shan Yongzhuo and desperately wanted to be friends with him so he could dominate the game.

Looking at Balotelli and Milner, who was holding the girl and looking completely bewildered, Shan Yongzhuo laughed and said, "No, James and I are friends, right? Friends should learn to share."

"Okay, I'm going back first."

After saying that, Shan Yongzhuo left without looking back.

Milner and Balotelli looked at each other in bewilderment.

Balotelli was fine with it, but he just thought Shan Yongzhuo was a really good person!

Milner, on the other hand, felt something was off.

friend?

Damn it, we haven't even exchanged more than 50 words!

Is this what friends are?

Moreover, sharing...

"Damn it, is he trying to share my wife?!"

Milner immediately sensed something was wrong. He thought of his childhood sweetheart, Amy, who was a huge fan of Shan Yongzhuo and had praised him as charming more than once.

"I must keep my distance from this guy! I absolutely cannot let him see Amy!"

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