The Busy Coach, King of Ball Kings (Please Subscribe)

"During the World Cup, none of you are allowed to get involved with strangers."

Huang Kaiwen said sternly.

Something this obvious still felt off to Huang Kaiwen.

Even if Huang the Ball King's sons were good-looking, Huang Percy and Huang Eryang were still underage, yet they were so popular that some people still wanted to do something even after learning who they were.

That meant there were greater interests at play behind the scenes.

Even in Saudi Arabia, you had to be at least sixteen.

Not to mention the countries whose citizenship those women held.

If they got photographed by reporters, jail time would be inevitable.

Taking such a huge risk just to sleep with a player would be an insult to Huang the Ball King's intelligence.

Considering what had happened before, Huang Kaiwen felt this had something to do with the men in white headscarves.

"Let me remind you again. This is not a discussion. It is a notice. No matter who you are, do not do anything I disapprove of. If I find out, you'll be buying a ticket home immediately."

Huang Kaiwen said.

After the players dispersed, Inzaghi came over and asked, "Wasn't that a little too serious?"

It was rare for a team to impose such a rule on its players during the World Cup.

"There's something wrong with this."

Huang Kaiwen shook his head.

When he returned to his room, Huang Kaiwen told the Young Lady about it.

The Young Lady found it both irritating and amusing.

But after thinking it over, there really was some logic to it.

There were plenty of people who wanted to stuff tadpoles into their bodies for money.

Those oil-rich Saudis did not care about money when it came to national team results. Spending a little to get people