Great Britain.
Carrington Training Base.
Manchester United had just finished their preparations meeting for the Community Shield.
The curtains were drawn back.
The evening sunlight streamed in.
Li Luo did not leave right away, continuing to watch footage of Chelsea's recent matches.
Sitting beside him, Tom took off his glasses, rubbed his face wearily, and read out the news on his phone.
"Some extremist local Manchester United supporters' groups are protesting, saying the club should stop signing players! They're marching near Old Trafford."
"The club made three hundred million euros this summer window, and they still won't let us buy anyone???"
Jack nodded helplessly. "I'm used to it. It happens every year."
Some extremist local Manchester United supporters' groups seemed to have no understanding of finances whatsoever. All they believed was that money earned should be saved, and spending it was wasteful.
They only saw the money spent on transfers.
They completely ignored the additional commercial revenue those signings generated.
For example, a big-name signing joining Manchester United would indirectly increase the club's revenue.
Strictly speaking.
It was not just Manchester United. Across Europe, a substantial number of extremist supporters' groups at other clubs thought the same way.
Some sociologists had reached a conclusion: the leaders of those extremist supporters' groups knew exactly what they were doing. They deliberately stirred up their members to put pressure on the clubs.
"They also said they'd blow up The Sun's headquarters. They said that investigator Smith keeps spreading lies about our supreme king of the Theatre of Dreams! They want to grab him and make him pay!"
"What?"
"The same old trick. They're after money."
Jack patted Tom on the shoulder and explained, "It happens every year. They stir up conflict and fear, and those supporter leaders build themselves up as 'saviors' among