Because this dinner is a typical Western style, formal, and upper class, even the music starts from the cocktail party warming up, two bands play in front of the main entrance of the banquet hall to help you entertain. Violins, cellos, orchestras, etc. are all traditional, formal, and suitable for cocktail parties and dinners.

This dinner is coming to an end and will eventually become a dinner party on Manhattan, New York. Wall Street will discuss the following days. Many people wanted to attend, and it was also a dinner party that few people could attend. It was not for a delicious meal, but a gathering full of games, power, wealth, etc.

The ladies at the banquet were holding sweet wine and gathered together with a smile to talk about gossip and fashion about the upper class. However, these women still accidentally swept their eyes to a corner, as if they were curious about exploring something.

Ivana was really happy tonight. Her fair pretty face was slightly drunk with a slightly drunk blush, her eyes were slightly narrowed and her charming smile, and she gently shook the red wine glass in her hand. Her tall and plump body had a charming and mature charm. The fair, slender and beautiful beauty that was exposed through the slit~tui made anyone unable to help but take a few more glances.

Amanda, who was wearing a pink one-shoulder tight dress, looked at Ivana, who was obviously demonstrating to him, and said with a sneer on the corner of her mouth: "If you start running first, you may not be the first to run to the finish line!"

"Hihe..." Ivana charmedly pulled her golden hair, and looked up and down with a little playful look at Amanda's small and delicate figure, slightly thrust, and slightly pushed her white and dazzling shore that squeezed out of the gully, and said with red lips: "Amanda, you should find a boyfriend. Without the nourishment of a man, you will make you think randomly. Look at me, is my figure more sensible? You can't even imagine Andy's obsession with her. Oh, it's miserable again tonight. He said he wanted me to wear this evening dress... From the back... hug..."

"Bichi!" Amanda's whole face became gloomy, with anger in his eyes, and a burst of grief and anger arose in his heart. He looked at Ivana, who looked like a wind and swaying, cursing in a low voice.

"Hehe, forget it, Amanda, give up, I won't give you a chance. As long as you give up being hostile to me, we will still be good friends!" Ivana chuckled twice, the charming smile on her face dissipated, and she said to Amanda with a serious expression.

Amanda stretched out his finger, pushed a strand of blond hair on his forehead away, took a sip of red wine, and said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be too happy too early, I want to see how big your weapon is. That bastard can even get a bad guy like Paris. Do you think he can resist my youhuo? Haha, let's take a look!"

Amanda completely broke up with Ivana, who was in the limelight tonight, and had a real super-famous atmosphere. To be honest, both of them were pretentious and their daughters were pretentious. That sense of superiority was exuded from the bones, which made her admit defeat to Ivana, the nouveau riche who was rejected by the Paris Clion, the Vienna Clion, the Queen Charlotte Dance, and the three major socialites Clion Dance. That was simply a delusion.

Ivana's identity as a celebrity is usually the object of teasing these girls from a family with a long history behind their backs. Although the two were good friends before and didn't care at all, only she knew the real thoughts in her heart.

A cold light flashed in Ivana's eyes, and she frowned slightly, but she quickly stretched out. Looking at Amanda, who had a gentle smile on her face, turned around and left gracefully, a cold snorted in her breath, but the gloom in her heart was still hard to let go. Her boyfriend was indeed a bastard, but the union of people like them must have love, but it is not the subject of marriage. Everyone knows this, but her relationship with Andy is still unquestionable, so she has the confidence to defeat Amanda, the competitor, but the key is to see if Andy is a bastard.

"David, I'm not Abu. Although I also want to win the league championship and the Champions League trophy, I can accept step by step. I prefer assets with rich backgrounds rather than pushing them to rebuild..."

Andy stretched his right arm and pressed it against the back of the sofa, holding a red wine glass in his hand. David Dunn, who sat in a comfortable position and relaxed in the same sitting position as the opposite side, was one of the most powerful wrists in the grey football world, explaining his philosophy.

David Dunn did not convince Mosson. He had many concerns about being Andy's full-powered agent, acquiring his arch rival Tottenham, and serving as club chairman. After all, Arsenal was built by him, and Frenchman Wenger also introduced him. Arsenal was like his child, but he was kicked out of the house by the child. Although he was angry and very helpless, someone said to him now, "I'll give you a new baby, you will train it to become a talent, and then help you teach you a lesson in the unfilial child you raised." His complexity is conceivable.

"What if you invest a lot of money and find that the team's performance does not meet your expectations?"

Andy smiled and shook his head, saying frankly: "No one likes to lose, and I don't like to lose. Of course, I know that running a club takes time. I am not an American who doesn't know football at all. I will give the club time. I know that the general performance does not meet expectations, so I will ask the head coach to be fired. I think this is very utilitarian and will cause turmoil in the team. Since I hope you can serve as chairman, I chose to trust your ability and I will give you full trust, rather than being blindly directed by the boss like some clubs."

"Actually, Daniel is doing well now. As long as he is given time, he will become a qualified club chairman." David Dunn was still a little hesitant and entangled. In fact, he was invited to come this time. He was very curious about Andy Smith, a very legendary young man, and also learned that this young man has a good management style. He is the kind of boss who can really do professional things to professionals. He can give professional managers full trust and space to display his talents. He is definitely a good boss who deserves his life.

"No, I like to use the best people. Maybe Daniel Levi will be very good in the future, but what I see is the fact that there is a coach in a season. I don't like this turmoil. The "young, cheap, and suitable for the team style" signing principle that you have always pursued in Arsenal, which makes the giant Gunners have no financial pressure. This is undoubtedly very successful.

David, I sincerely invite you to join my team. You have given enough loyalty to Arsenal. We are now in a different era. Nothing is eternal. Football needs to follow the pace of the times. Buy Tottenham with me and treat it as your new journey. Although I will be the boss, I hope Tottenham will become your Tottenham and share glory with you!”

Andy's sitting posture has become formal, with a very serious expression, his body leaned forward slightly, and his eyes flashed with sincerity and expectation, which made Mosen, who was by the side, stare at the solemn expression with envy, frown slightly, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his eyes were deep and he looked at the big boss.

"David, Arsenal's acquisition will not be completed in the short term. They will pass a protection agreement after you leave, and the shares will be unfreezed next year for free sale. Moreover, Uzmanov and Kroenk are both competing for Arsenal's controlling stake. It is unknown when it will be decided to really decide the outcome. Neither these two people who are interested in taking over Arsenal will want you to return. What they want is control. Uzmanov is another Abu, Kroenk is a businessman, and he will not even invest a penny more..."

Mosen knew that David Dunn was Arsenal's loyalty, and the relationship between Tottenham and the Gunners' mortal enemy made David have many concerns. Once he decided to accept his boss's olive branch, it would definitely cause a huge response and shock in the UK.

David Dunn has been at home for a while, and he wants to return to the football world more than anyone else. The dissolution of g14 has left him doing nothing. Fifty years of loyalty have only been kicked out of the club because of differences of opinion. Thinking of this, his pupils shrank.

"Football has always been a part of my life. I am willing to accept your invitation from my boss. Please support me in the future!"

David Dunn stretched his brows firmly, stretched out his hand and clasped his hands with the young boss with a happy and charming smile, and then said without hesitation: "Then, let's start with lowering the asking price of Tottenham, and choose a coach who can support the club..."
Chapter completed!