Football God.

Heinrich saw Hansa's panic, but he didn't take it seriously.

If he didn't really understand Hansa's shamelessness before, after a brief exchange with Hansa, Heinrich knew that this man was not only shameless, but also stupid.

A son who will become a star in the future, even if it is for his own future, he should be treated better. This is what ordinary people do.

Even if you have done wrong things before, as long as you admit your mistakes and apologize, and sincerely repent, you can at least get alimony.

In fact, there are many examples of this in the club. Not every player can grow up with a golden spoon in his mouth. Their families are complicated. Children can choose whether their parents have conscience or not. In this case, players have Time may be indifferent to the family, but the alimony stipulated by the law will not be small.

However, Hansa didn't even give himself the last chance!

Switching to another head coach may leave this burden to Santos himself, but Heinrich will not do that.

Every player is carefully selected by him, and he made a promise when he signed the contract. He is committed to cultivating every player and making Leeds United their club and their home. Naturally, Heinrich would not Will break my promise.

If Hansa still retains the father-son relationship with Santos, maybe Santos and his mother don't care about it, and even want to strangle the liar, but Santos has an inescapable responsibility for this person in law.

Even if he hasn't taken care of Santos for a day, he can still openly become a blood-sucking bug in the future, sticking to Santos and not letting go.

Instead of waiting until that time to deal with it, it is better to help your own players now to avoid future troubles.

Heinrich tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Mr. Hansa, you can take a closer look at this contract, and, I hope you will remain rational."

Bertram still didn't speak, just looked at them calmly, as if what he just put on the table meant a cup of tea, not a gun.

As far as Mr. Bodyguard is concerned, he is tired of such rascals.

Maybe my husband is a gentleman and willing to reason about everything, but for Mr. Bodyguard, whether he was a mercenary before or the current owner of the Smith family, Bertram always advocates keeping things simple.

Originally, this kind of person is timid, bully and fearful, and reasoning with him will not result in 800 years.

Just as Bertram thought, Hansa immediately settled down, and began to flip through the contract with trembling fingers. The more he read, the better his fingers understood.

This contract was drafted according to Heinrich's intention. The reason why he was willing to chat with Hansa for so long before was because he had an impromptu idea, and then let Mr. Byron pull up the legal department to draw up signed this contract.

Although Heinrich didn't see what was specifically written in it, at least a few items were decided by him.

These include automatically giving up all custody, maintenance and related rights of Santos, not actively visiting Santos before the age of 20, and not interfering with all current and future football activities of Santos, including transfers.

As for the others, the legal department will naturally add those details, adding up to five pages, which is thin, but Heinrich knows that as long as Hanse signs, the trouble that can be saved for Santos is far from Written on five pages.

The blond man waited patiently for Hansa to finish reading. When Hansa looked at him, Heinrich kept smiling and looked very kind: "Mr. Hansa, what do you think?"

Hansa didn't speak, but he knew very well in his heart that he still signed the signature, and all the money he had thought about before would be gone!

He wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to be as arrogant as before.

Hansa could tell that this Heinrich was not as easy-talking as he appeared on the surface. On the contrary, this person possessed the reserve and arrogance that only upper-class people could have, accompanied by a fearsome power.

Don't mess with him, that was the only thought in Hansa's head.

But he still didn't want to just admit it. On the contrary, because of Heinrich's tough stance, he understood that Santos' future was limitless!

He is really not reconciled to giving up such a cash cow so easily.

Therefore, Hansa tried to calm himself down, and repeatedly said in his heart "a society ruled by law, now a society ruled by law", and then said to Heinrich: "I am his father, his relatives, that's all. Ask me to give up my son, I can't."

Heinrich seemed to have expected that he would say this a long time ago, and he was not in a hurry, and directly took the file bag on the side and handed it over.

Hansa didn't want to answer it at first, but he saw Bertram frown impatiently, and then put his hand on the gun.

"Whoosh!" Hansa immediately reached out and took the file bag, so fast that Heinrich felt that he saw an afterimage.

In fact, Santos still has some inheritance from him. Look at this speed, it is amazing.

After Hansa opened the file bag, he saw a stack of thick papers inside.

I thought it was another contract prepared by Heinrich, but when I took it out, I found that it was the information with pictures.

One pile after another is Hansa's past life!

Hansa froze there again, motionless.

Heinrich glanced at Mr. Byron, and asked with a smile: "I didn't read it carefully, and Mr. Hansa probably doesn't have the mood and time to read it carefully now, so, Mr. Byron, can you talk to him? "

"Yes." Byron gave him an annoyed look, "Tricking, stealing, robbery, commercial crimes, Mr. Hansa has repeated these things persistently, and he has lived to this day."

Heinrich blinked, and looked at Hansa with some surprise: "It seems that Mr. Hansa's past is more colorful than I imagined."

Hansa shuddered violently. He thought he had done all this in secret, but now he was shaken out by this man who had just met. He felt his heart was about to pop out of his throat!

Originally, he wanted to use his cheap son to make a quick buck, but who knew he would be able to find out his criminal record so long ago.

Hansa is not really stupid, he understands what Heinrich means.

If he doesn't sign the contract honestly, then this thing will be sent to the police station in its original form. At that time, let alone take money, he won't even want to see the sun tomorrow!

Hansa took a deep breath and said to Heinrich: "I hope to get a sum of money. At least, Santos is my son. Give me [-] pounds, and I will sign it."

I thought that Heinrich would bargain, but Heinrich nodded and agreed directly: "Yes," he said, looking at Bertram, "Call Mr. Hansa 10 yuan, use my private account."

"Okay sir." Although Bertram didn't understand why Heinrich agreed, since it was Heinrich's request, Bertram would not refuse.

Mr. Byron, on the other hand, looked at Bertram as if he really didn't know the identity of this person.

Assistant coaches, personal bodyguards, assistants, butlers, chefs...

Bertram took all these positions on his shoulders, which really made people wonder how much his salary was.

If Bertram could have heard Mr. Byron's question, he would have told him.

The salary is not high, just a Smith family and a title.

Seeing that Heinrich agreed and there was a transfer prompt on his mobile phone, Hansa immediately took out a pen, signed the contract, and pressed his fingerprints.

Heinrich seemed very satisfied with Hansa's happiness, and nodded with a smile, completely pretending not to see Hansa taking out his mobile phone and making a phone call carefully.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Byron frowned slightly.

I thought that Heinrich still had a backup, but who knew that Heinrich would let him go easily.

"Notify Santos of this contract to come and take it another day. If he wants to keep it in the club, he can." Heinrich handed the contract to Mr. Byron with a smile on his face.

Mr. Byron nodded, kept the contract, and then left quickly, ready to go to Santos, in case that Hansa thing did something wrong again.

As soon as he left, Bertram said, "Sir, what are you going to do next?"

"We don't need to deal with it from now on. Jorge will take care of everything." Heinrich looked calm. "These materials are not needed. The club does not intervene in the player's family affairs. Jorge is more suitable."

If Heinrich can find out, even if Mendes doesn't know, he will let Mendes know.

Then, Mr. Hansa will experience the modern equipment of European prisons with his one hundred thousand pounds.

These will let Mendes know that a father with a bad record will have an immeasurable impact on Santos. The best way is to completely isolate him from the media, and keep everything secret and silent.

As for what Mendes would do, Heinrich was not curious, nor was he prepared to ask.

He didn't even want to tell Santos about the tortuous process, and would just hand over the two things he had in hand to the kid.

As for Hansa, he deserved what he deserved, and I wish him happiness.

Bertram stood up: "Then sir, will I take you home now?"

Heinrich smiled: "Before going back, stop at the entrance of the club for a while."

Without asking why, Bertram went to the garage and drove out, loaded Heinrich, and drove out of the gate of the club.

After waiting at the door for less than 10 minutes, I saw a police car approaching from a distance.

Heinrich seemed to have expected it, otherwise he wouldn't be waiting here.

He saw the way Hansa called just now, and he didn’t bother because he didn’t want anything wrong with the signing process. Heinrich has spent a lot of time today to settle this matter, and he is too lazy to deal with this person .

The blond man's expression was calm. He saw a police officer knock on the car window before he lowered it. He tilted his head slightly, and his blue-green eyes were warm: "Hello, George, what's the matter?"

Police Officer George has frequent dealings with Leeds United, and they are usually responsible for the security around the stadium.

This made George treat Heinrich very politely: "Mr. Heinrich, sorry to bother you, we received a report that your bodyguard was threatening with weapons, so come here to investigate, I'm sorry if I bother you, I hope you can cooperate with my work."

Heinrich smiled and said, "It's okay, I can understand." He said to Bertram, "Bert, show it to the police officer."

Bertram looked up at George and opened the car door.

George saluted Bertram directly: "Mr. Sir, hello."

Bertram's identity was not concealed from them, Mr. Bodyguard nodded casually, and then took out a gun.

It's black and looks very heavy.

George subconsciously took half a step back, who knew that Bertram actually pulled the trigger directly!

God, what is this man up to!

But before George could react, he saw the "gun" make a beeping sound.

Then, a small flag popped out of the muzzle.

As if a small flag wasn't interesting enough, there were also a lot of broken pieces of colored paper popping up together, which was very comical.

A few more drifted toward George and landed on the back of his hand.

George: ...? ? ?

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