Invitation 109

  Liverpool, located in the northwest of England, is the fifth largest city in the UK and a famous commercial and port city. This city, which has the River Mersey running through it, is the hometown of The Beatles and is full of cultural charm.

  Wang Peijun took advantage of her free time after class to take Wu Yu and three others on a tour of Liverpool's scenic spots, giving them a taste of the city's beauty. However, Britain's winter was clearly much colder than Madeira Island in the Mediterranean, with frequent rain and snow making it difficult for Wu Yu to adapt, leaving him shivering with cold.

  It's not just Wu Yu, Gao Wei and Hua Yan are the same, they suddenly came from warm Portugal to cold northwest Britain, and can't stand the weather here.

  Wang Peijun had already felt the chill of Liverpool's weather when winter arrived, and seeing people huddled on the streets, with the cold wind blowing into their collars, shivering uncontrollably, she found it amusing.

  After playing for two days, Wu Yu finally couldn't bear the wind and snow outside and chose to enjoy the warmth in Wang Peijun's apartment.

  It was also Wu Yu's first time using heating indoors, as previously neither Portugal nor Guangzhou had experienced temperatures below zero.

  Wang Peijun went to class, while Hua Yan and Gao Wei hid in the hotel room and refused to come out. Wu Yu had no choice but to stay alone in Wang Peijun's single apartment. Looking at his girlfriend's small but tidy room, he felt a warmth, actually the most important thing was that the air vent had warm air blowing out, which helped him resist the cold seeping in from outside the window.

  Under the boredom, Wu Yu discovered that he hadn't called home for several days either. His mother might not even know that he had arrived in England, so he got out of bed and dialed his family's phone number.

  It's now 10 o'clock in the UK, and it's only around 6 pm at home, so don't worry about disturbing your family's rest.

  Beep... beep...

  "Hello, Mom, it's Xiaoyu." Wu Yu said warmly as soon as his mother answered the phone.

  "Xiao Yu, is anything wrong? Is it a holiday?" Li Chunhua heard that it was her son calling and seemed quite happy, but reacted slightly hesitantly.

  "Mom, I'm on vacation, and I'm at Pei Jun's place in England." Wu Yu said truthfully.

  The two mothers and sons started chatting, Li Chunhua asked Wu Yun if he was used to living in the UK, if it was cold, and if he needed to wear more clothes; while Wu Yun asked about the situation at home, whether there was enough money to spend, and how his younger brother's studies were going.

  After a while, Li Chunhua suddenly reacted and seemed to have forgotten to say something.

  "Xiao Yu, I almost forgot, your Uncle Feng is here, he wants to talk to you."

  "Feng Shu?" Wu Yun asked in puzzlement, but Li Chunhua on the other end of the phone seemed to have not heard him, as if she had put down the receiver.

  After his father's death, he borrowed money to pay off the debt for his own family and had always taken good care of Wu Yu and Wu Sheng, two brothers. However, last winter, he came to their house to collect debts, but after Wu Yu discovered that he was in contact with Mendes' agency, Wu Yu also didn't have much to do with him anymore.

  Although I have been taken care of by him for so many years, after paying off the debt and having fun, we don't contact each other much. It's a bit uncomfortable to think about it. But once the relationship is broken, it's also difficult to make up for it.

  A hubbub of voices and footsteps came over, and Wu Yu felt that the receiver on the other end had been picked up.

  "Hello, is this Xiaoyu? I'm Uncle Feng."

  A middle-aged man's worn-out voice came from the other end of the phone.

  Wu Yu recognized him very clearly, indeed it was Uncle Feng who had been good to him and his brother for over a decade. However, his voice seemed to have lost its former cheerfulness and had become somewhat melancholic. The strong and cold tone he had expected also seemed to be softened by the warmth of the room.

  "Uncle Feng, it's me."

  "Xiao Yu, are you getting used to the UK yet? I saw the news that you've transferred to Everton, play well!" Feng Bo made an effort to sound cheerful.

  After talking about some ordinary things with Wu Yu, Feng Bo finally turned to the topic. He let out a light sigh: "Xiao Yu, the thing about going to your house to collect debts last winter, I've always felt uneasy about it."

  Wu Yu detected the guilt in Feng Bo's tone and knew that he was truly remorseful about this matter, but he didn't say anything because he still didn't know what Feng Bo wanted to express.

  As expected, Feng Bo continued after hearing Wu Yu's silence: "I've already sold that brokerage firm. To be honest, I couldn't bring myself to continue with it."

  "What? You've sold the brokerage firm?" Wu Yu said in surprise.

  He knew that the brokerage firm was founded by Feng Bo, who had been determined to create more opportunities for domestic players to play abroad and revive Chinese football. That was his heart's desire for over a decade. Now, hearing him say he sold it, Wu Yu's mind was already guessing what might have happened.

  "Xiao Yu, actually I wanted to rush to your house to collect debts last year, it wasn't because of the company's capital turnover problem..."

  "Feng Shu, no need to say more, I understand." Wu Yu interrupted Feng Bo's explanation calmly.

  It's no longer necessary to explain too much, he can sell his own decade-long hard work to others, which means he feels ashamed of using himself to gain Mendes' trust and cooperation. At this time, Wu Yu's heart has actually forgiven him, after all, the other party has taken care of his family for over a decade!

  "Feng Shu, you should take care of your body and not do this. You can do something else." Wu Yu comforted him lightly.

  At this time, from the other end of the phone, a faint sobbing sound came out...

  Wu Yu put down the microphone, and Niu Tou looked out of the window at the vast expanse of white snow, unable to help but let out a long sigh.

  The relationship between the two families, which was thought to have broken down, has thawed out today. Life should be more beautiful with a little more tolerance.

  Blub blub blub...

  After he had calmed down a bit, the mobile phone on his bedside rang again. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar local call from the UK.

  Who would be calling me from the UK? Could it be Dawei?

  "Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Wu Yu?" After Wu Yu pressed the answer button, a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, speaking very standard English.

  Wu Yu followed Wang Peijun to learn English for more than half a year, and he could barely cope with daily communication. But at this time, hearing such standard English was a bit stressful:

  "Yes... yes, who are you looking for?"

  The pressure made Wu Yun's words not only hesitant, but also evasive. Since the other person asked if he was Wu Yun, of course, they were looking for him. He only reacted after speaking out, but it was too late to take back his words, and could only awkwardly stick out his tongue.

  "Hello, I am the assistant to the chairman of Everton Football Club, my name is Mary." The person on the other end of the phone confirmed that it was Wu Yu himself and immediately introduced himself with enthusiasm.

  "Everton? Is there something wrong?"

  "It's like this, our club will have a home Premier League match this Saturday and the chairman would like to invite you to watch the game live, do you have time?"

  "I'm free, but can I bring a few friends along?" Wu Yu asked cautiously.

  "Of course, may I ask how many friends are coming over?" Mary said very politely.

  "Adding me makes four in total." Wu Yu hastily reported the number.

  "Alright, Mr. Chairman must be very pleased to see you all, so let's meet at 2 o'clock on Saturday afternoon."

  "Okay."

  After Wu Yu hung up the phone, he slightly furrowed his brow and thought back to the time Mary mentioned last. It wasn't until a long while later that he confirmed it was Saturday at 2 pm.

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  Wu Yu only found out after going online that this Saturday's match is Everton's home game against Manchester United, the focus of this round of Premier League.

  On December 20, Liverpool, which had been raining and snowing for several days, finally restored its clear weather. It made Wu Yu and others feel more comfortable when they went out, no longer suffering from the invasion of cold wind, but enjoying the warm sunshine.

  In the morning, the four of them had already left and received an invitation from the chairman of Everton Football Club to visit the club in the morning. As they walked through the streets, they felt the thick football atmosphere of this city and found that the people of Liverpool were more passionate about football than those of Funchal.

  When I went out at 9 o'clock in the morning, I saw a large number of Manchester United fans wearing red jerseys and waving red devil flags, marching with the team. They sang Manchester United's team song loudly on the street, swaggering and provoking Everton fans at any time.

  Manchester is just 55 kilometers away from Liverpool and can be reached within an hour by car, making it very convenient.

  Wu Yu and his three friends would occasionally meet Manchester United fans on the street, but they didn't wear Everton jerseys and greeted each other in a friendly manner. These fans seemed to have not recognized Wu Yu and Gao Wei, partly because the two were not well-known enough in England, and also because foreigners tend to think all Chinese people look alike.

  There were only some fans who had already gotten half-drunk in the morning, whistling at Wang Pei-yun and Hua Yan, saying some hooligan words. Wu Yu and Gao Wei could only counterattack with sharp eyes.

  When they arrived outside Everton Football Club, they found that there were not a few fans wearing blue jerseys gathered here. Some of them seemed to recognize Wu Yu, but they were not very sure and just waved at him from afar.

  Wu Yu saw Everton's fans waving at him and responded politely. However, Everton's fans seemed to be used to the scene and only raised their beers in response to Wu Yu, revealing a friendly smile.

  A blonde British woman in her mid-twenties, dressed in a black business suit, flashed a captivating smile and walked towards the four of them at the entrance of the club.

  "Mr. Wu Yu, welcome, I'm Mary." The beautiful British woman was Mary, the assistant chairman of Everton Football Club who had called Wu Yu.

  She politely ushered the four of them into the club.

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