Warm sunlight streamed into the café, but for some reason, Monty shivered.
"Chen, I appreciate everything you've done for me. You want me to contact Patrick, and that's no problem, as long as he's willing to meet you. But..." His tone shifted, and he lowered his voice. "But asking me to talk to the media about the team's management problems... I really can't do that."
"I'm just a regular role-player. I have a wife and kids; I need this job. Besides, like I said, I'm just an ordinary player. I don't have that kind of influence. Nobody will care what I say, so I can only say I'm sorry."
Monty shrugged and shook his head at Chen Yu apologetically.
Chen Yu fell silent.
After watching Monty quietly for a long moment, Chen Yu sighed softly. "I'm sorry, Monty. I'm the one who should be apologizing. I put you in a difficult position."
Monty quickly shook his head and pulled out his phone. "How about this? I'll ask Patrick for you first."
He got up to make the call.
