"If you had to change clubs, which one would you choose?"

Luo Wu immediately became alert and glanced at Ferdinand.

"Are you fishing now?"

"I won't answer that question."

After retiring, Ferdinand can be regarded as half a media person. He is an employee of Sky Sports. You can chat with him, but you must not reveal your true thoughts.

Even if he's from Arsenal, he can't say that casually, let alone from Manchester United.

"Haha, it's not fishing, I just want to know. You don't want to go to Real Madrid, you don't want to go to Barcelona, ​​but there is always a place you want to go."

Luo Wu smiled, but still didn't plan to tell him, "Not yet."

The topic stops here.

…

Charitable donations began next.

You must know that Luo Wu is the children's ambassador of the United Nations, and this fundraising is also raising money for autistic children.

So this guy is definitely the focus.

He was also the first to be invited to the rostrum. It seemed that Luo Wu was well prepared as he took out a check from the inside of his blue suit.

As the host, Henry's eyes widened immediately when he took the check from Luo Wu.

Because the numbers on the check are really scary.

The expression on Henry's face is also very exaggerated.

"Thanks,"

"Thank you Luo."

"Let us thank Luo with the warmest applause."

"He provided for the children,"

"One million... pounds!"

Thunderous applause, this number is really shocking.

Although the guests here are not very rich, there are probably not many who are willing to donate 1 million pounds.

"Farke,"

Pires said close to Ljungberg's ear, "I knew this little guy was rich, but I didn't expect him to be so rich. He only spent 1 million pounds... Wow,"

"I should have known I wouldn't come."

Pires couldn't laugh or cry.

Ljungberg didn’t understand, “Why?”

"It's very simple, because I only plan to donate 1,000 pounds..."

"How can I get it now?"

Hiss~

Ljungberg immediately took a breath, what Pires said made sense.

If your mother's donation data is too different, it would be really shameful.

Although it is personal preference to donate more or less, the problem is always not so good when compared.

Ljungberg quickly checked his pockets to see if he had brought more cash today, but unfortunately he still couldn't find anything valuable after searching all his pockets.

"Do you have any extra cash?"

"Lend me some first."

Pires rolled his eyes.

"No, I usually swipe my card..."

"Why don't you ask Campbell and the others?"

Pires looked at his former teammates at the other table, only to find that Campbell and the others were also looking towards them, with expressions that seemed a little strange.

Pires immediately realized something was wrong.

"It's over."

"Maybe they think the same as us. They don't have any money?"

"But that's okay, everyone is pretty much the same anyway. It's not that what we did wasn't good enough, it's just that that kid did something too perverted."

Pires' eyes fell on Luo Wu on the stage, and then turned to Henry.

"But I wonder if this is Henry's intention to deliberately make things difficult for us. He could have let us go on stage to donate money first, and then let Luo Wu appear in the finale. Now it's the other way around. This little idea is really..."

Pires is indeed a smart guy, not only smart in football, but also smart in life.

He can think of all this.

But he thought too much. Henry really didn't think so much.

He just feels that Luo Wu, as the top player in Arsenal and the Premier League today, should be the first to play.

It gave Luo Wu enough face.

In fact, he is quite shocked now, and is crawling inside.

Originally, he thought that he would appear as the last one and donate 200,000 pounds. In this case, he would be the protagonist tonight.

It's really messed up now...

It's like shooting yourself in the foot.

Damn it, it’s so damn pitiful.

Now Henry can only praise Luo Wu on the court with a smile, but he can't express the pain in his heart.

Everyone who came here to donate money tonight is feeling a little restless now.

After finally waiting for Luo Wu to go down, the next person to come up was Chelsea star Lampard.

Wearing a black evening gown, Lampard walked leisurely and showed the smile of a mature middle-aged man. He donated a check for 50,000 pounds.

Compared with Luo Wu, there is indeed a world of difference, but Lampard is not embarrassed. This number is also quite impressive.

If you are an ordinary civilian, 50,000 pounds is already considered two years of income.

As long as you don't compete with Luo Wu, that's fine.

But Pires and Ljungberg still cursed again.

"Fuck,"

"That guy Lampard is really..."

"This, this, this... no, we absolutely cannot lose to them, it would be too shameful."

"We need at least over 10,000." Pires rolled his eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Ljungberg's left arm.

Ljungberg followed his gaze subconsciously, and then he figured it out instantly.

"Are you crazy? You are not going to try to get my watch, absolutely not. This watch is a gift from my girlfriend."

Of course, Pires didn't embarrass him, and turned his eyes to his neck.

A golden necklace hung around Ljungberg's neck.

Ljungberg immediately rolled his eyes, looked around, and reluctantly took off the necklace.

He whispered very depressedly:

"This thing is very expensive and has great commemorative value. You can't buy it here. I spent 150,000 pounds when I bought it. Are you sure you really want to take it?"

Pires took the necklace and put it in his suit pocket without saying anything.

"I will transfer it to you after the dinner is over,"

"Don't we still have the second half..."

Ljungberg laughed happily, but in an instant he realized something was wrong.

I gave him my necklace, so what should I donate?

But the necklace was already in Pires' pocket...

"Fake..."

He quickly looked at his body, what else was valuable?

Soon he discovered that there were two earrings hanging from his ears...

Although earrings are not very expensive, they cost tens of thousands in total.

If you really don’t have one, you can only buy the bird and sell it...
To be continued...