Abramovich clenched his right hand into a fist with his left, nodding continuously.
He was captivated by the future Mourinho painted.
The first seven-time champion in football history!
Chelsea, the seven-time champion!
By then, his name as the owner would also resound throughout the world.
After a few seconds of silence, Abramovich waved his hand and said, "Whoever you want or whichever player you want to clear out, just tell Kenyon, and I will have him fully cooperate with your work. I have only one requirement, I want a championship, many championships!"
"Don't worry, with Kevin here, we will win all the championships!"
Mourinho said excitedly.
Finally, he could buy freely, real-life FM is much more fun than a computer.
Abramovich looked teasingly at Mourinho.
Wasn't it said that you wouldn't overly rely on Kevin?
Yet when talking about championships, Kevin becomes the guarantee of victory?
