I Want to Get Him!

The second leg of the Champions League quarterfinals had left Old Trafford packed to the rafters.

As the most prestigious and commercially powerful traditional powerhouse in the Premier League, Red Devils Manchester United had always enjoyed an incredibly hot home market, attracting not only local supporters but fans from all over the world.

At that very moment, hundreds and thousands of fans and tourists from out of town filled the stands at Old Trafford.

Cash Harris, chairman of London's Seymour Pearce Investment Bank and one of the most famous investment advisers in the European professional sports market, had been involved when Abramovich acquired Chelsea, when Thai Prime Minister Thaksin acquired Man City, and later when the Abu Dhabi consortium acquired Thaksin's Man City...

Nearly every Premier League club transaction familiar to football fans had Cash Harris's shadow behind it.

Over the past few years, as the American subprime crisis arrived and Europe's debt crisis worsened, investment in the Premier League had become sharply polarized: the starving were starved to death, while the overfed were bursting at the seams.

Cash Harris held agency mandates for several Premier League clubs, but he could not sell a single one. Even the oil-rich Middle East showed no interest in these mid-to-lower-table clubs, whose operations were a complete mess and which might leave buyers saddled with a mountain of hidden debts at any moment.

But when it came to the elite clubs at the very top, the globally renowned powerhouses, investors flocked to them.

Tonight, at Old Trafford, a Qatari investment team from the Middle East was seated beside Cash Harris.

The man at its head was young, just thirty years old. He was not only the Qatari Crown Prince, but also controlled an investment fund with assets exceeding sixty billion dollars. He and his