Ferguson, who has extremely rich coaching experience, just glanced at it and immediately guessed Chen Ran's current mental state.

"Definitely, no team can handle such a schedule."

Queiroz, who had seen this schedule a long time ago, also looked sad, and sympathized with the kid for a second.

"It's a pity that we still don't have a share in this season's Premier League championship. We can only benefit from the upstart Chelsea."

"Alex, do you think Chelsea can reverse Crystal Palace in the end? They are now five points behind, and there are only five games left in the league."

"Carlos, you can't look at it like this. Crystal Palace has two more difficult Champions League semi-finals than Chelsea, and among the remaining opponents, besides us, Crystal Palace has to face Arsenal again. Coupled with the intensive schedule,

I wouldn’t know what to do otherwise.”

"Yes, this is really an unsolvable problem."

After hearing Ferguson's analysis, Queiroz also felt that it would be too difficult for Crystal Palace to win the Premier League championship.

"Prepare well these two days and teach that Chinese boy a profound lesson. Although we have no chance of winning the championship, we can be the ones who decide the championship."

"Haha, Alex, you are right. So, Sir Alex Ferguson, which team do you think will be the champion of the Premier League this season?"

On a whim, Queiroz acted as the reporter asking questions.

"Ahem, although I'm not sure who the final champion will be, I can tell you for sure that it will definitely not be the Crystal Palace!"

...

London, Chelsea Club, Mourinho's office.

The final stage schedule of Crystal Palace also appears in the hands of Mourinho and Peter Kenyon.

"José, the situation seems to be favorable to us now."

Although he is neither a coach nor a player, Peter Kenyon, who has worked at a football club for such a long time, immediately saw the hidden meaning behind the Crystal Palace schedule given to him by Mourinho.

"Yes, this is indeed good news for us."

The corners of Mourinho's mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.

He had not smiled for a long time since he came to England from Portugal.

And all of this is thanks to the Chinese.

If it weren't for that Chinese guy, he would have already won the Premier League championship in his first season in the Premier League.

But now, because of the presence of the Chinese, this day has been postponed for two years.

"Peter, thank you."

Although Mourinho is arrogant, he is not an ignorant person.

The reason why Crystal Palace often encounters devilish schedules is because Peter Kenyon sitting next to him has contributed a lot.

"José, don't say that. Everyone is doing it for Chelsea, and this is what I should do."

Peter Kenyon waved his hand, as if you don't need to take it to heart.

"However, the reason why things went so smoothly and the effect was so good is that I guess that there should be other forces also dealing with that Chinese."

"Oh? Do you know which club it is?"

Mourinho is not a fool and immediately understood what Peter Kenyon meant.

"It's hard to say who it is. But one thing I'm sure of is that any club that has the strength to pursue the Premier League title is suspected."

Mourinho curled his lips speechlessly, isn't this nonsense?

"Haha, don't worry, José, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Seeing Mourinho's expression, Peter Kenyon also laughed.

In order to chase Chen Ran, Mourinho has been too tight. It is rare to have such a life-like expression.
Chapter completed!