Chapter 1016 Master Huan, You Are Finally Here!

At noon, a Boeing 777 slowly landed at the Capital Airport in Beijing. Le Wen ▸ Novels |

Not long after, Master Huan, who just had a full sleep on the plane and felt refreshed, walked out of the gate accompanied by Long Wu, without being disturbed at all along the way.

This is not because Master Huan is not well-known, but because he has done a good job of pretending.

But as soon as he walked out, he was immediately noticed by caring people.

"Master Huan, here!" A big fat man standing in the waiting crowd shouted with a loud voice.

Everyone present was stunned.

Master Huan?

Which Young Master Huan? Could it be that it has just been rumored that the acquisition of Jingcheng Guoen, who is well-known in European football?

Immediately, the eyes of many people at the scene were rolling around, wanting to find Yang Huanlai in the crowded hall, and Yang Huan and Long Wu were obviously the most suspects.

So, staring at the eyes of everyone, Yang Huan and Long Wu quickened their pace, and glared viciously at Liu Mingwei, the big fat man who came to pick up the plane. Trot to lead the way.

When they were far away, the frying pan was already behind them.

"Oh my god, it's really Master Huan!"

"It really is him, has he returned home?"

"Could it be because of the affairs of the state of the capital?"

"If it's really Master Huan, that would be great, there is hope for the capital's grace!"

"Isn't it? Now the fans in the whole capital are looking forward to it."

"Not to mention the capital city, fans all over the country are watching? Who doesn't know that Master Huan has always been generous?"

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Amidst the discussions among the crowd, Yang Huan and Long Wu, led by Liu Mingwei, got into a Lagonda Conqueror's car parked outside the gate.

Needless to say, this car is also eye-catching.

because,

During David’s visit to the UK, the UK used this car to pick him up, so after that, the domestic sales of Lagonda and Aston Martin suddenly skyrocketed, and it was hard to find a car. Changed the car for this reason.

"I said Fatty Liu, will you die if you have a lower voice?"

As soon as Yang Huan got into the car, the driver started to start, and he also began to settle accounts after autumn.

Fatty Liu Mingwei was sitting opposite Young Master Huan, he laughed and apologized, "I'm sorry, Master Huan, am I nervous? Besides, I'm used to shouting at ordinary times, so I blurt out when I get nervous, hehe."

Yang Huan did the same thing, he couldn't use this reason to beat up the fat man, could he?

Originally, he planned to ask Zhuang Ziqing to pick him up, but Fatty Liu suddenly called and asked when he would return to China, saying that he had something important to discuss, so Master Huan simply asked him to pick him up.

Who would have thought that this fat man would yell so loudly, needless to say, it must have spread on the Internet.

Master Huan took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and saw, yes, it did spread, and someone even took a photo of him.

"Nimi, why do you look so much like a fugitive?" When Yang Huan saw someone photographing him, Long Wu and the others' backs, he really looked like a fugitive in a movie, running away.

Liu Mingwei took it over and took a look, and was immediately amused, "Hey, with the honor of Master Huan, let's show our face."

"Hey, let me tell you, Fatty Liu, you didn't do it on purpose, did you? Do you want to be famous?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Liu Mingwei's smile froze, "Heavenly conscience, Master Huan, if I really did it on purpose, you'll let me crash to death right now!"

"Hey, why are you cursing me?" Yang Huan was amused at first, but after thinking about it, he was also in the car?

If a car hit and killed Liu Mingwei now, wouldn't he also suffer?

Liu Mingwei was miserable. He always felt that what he said was wrong, so he wanted to cry but had no tears, wanted to argue but had no words.

"Okay, okay, I'm joking with you." Yang Huan waved his hand with a smile, "You treat me at noon."

"No problem!" Liu Mingwei was immediately happy, "Wangjiang Pavilion!"

The Wangjiang Pavilion that Liu Mingwei was talking about was the first branch of Yang Huan's Wangjiang Pavilion in China. It only opened a month ago, but it was a huge hit.

why?

Because when I visited Glory Plaza, I tried it specially, and it is the most famous Chinese restaurant abroad, can it not be popular?

However, this Chinese restaurant is completely built according to the Michelin three-star restaurant standard. It is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the capital, and it is matched with a top luxury department store of the Yang Group, so the charges are naturally quite expensive.

The car quickly entered the urban area, and the driver came to the gate of Wangjiang Pavilion familiarly.

Yang Huan, Liu Mingwei, and Long Wu got off the car respectively, directly entered Wangjiang Pavilion, and went straight to the VIP box upstairs.

As early as yesterday, Liu Mingwei had already reserved a box.

"Oh, Master Huan, you are finally here!"

Before Master Huan sat down, the boss of the Chinese branch appeared at the door with the branch management and the branch manager.

When the branch opened before, the head office dispatched General Manager Huang to come in person, but the behind-the-scenes boss, Master Huan, didn't show up.

But now, Young Master Huan is here. Although he is here for dinner, he, the boss of a small branch company, must make full preparations, and at the same time come up to greet him personally.

Yang Huan raised his eyebrows, looked at Liu Mingwei, as if to say, it must be you, the fat man, who tipped off the news in advance.

Liu Mingwei just had a bitter face, as if to say, Master Huan, I am the same.

Since the grand opening of the Wangjiangge branch, the wine is the same as abroad, using the Kailong Family Manor, and this wine is represented by Liu Mingwei in China, so this guy also has business contacts with Wangjiangge.

"Okay, I'm just here for a meal, there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Yang Huan looked outside, hey, there are quite a few people, at least twenty or thirty people.

With so many people staring at him, how can he eat this meal?

"You guys, go to the next door and open two restaurants, serve me the best signature dishes, and have a good taste of the dishes made by our own restaurant. I'll treat you to dinner at noon, and when the bill arrives later, no one is allowed to talk to you. I'll grab it, it's me getting to know everyone!"

Everyone in the branch office was surprised and happy, this young master Huan was as bold as the rumors said.

Although it is said to be its own company, it also requires costs.

Especially with the stringent requirements of Wangjiang Pavilion on the ingredients and the salaries of the chefs, a lunch for 20 to 30 people in these two boxes would cost at least tens of thousands. The young master really has nothing to say.

"Let's all go!" Yang Huan waved his hand.

The branch manager originally planned to stay and greet him in person, but Yang Huan laughed and scolded him a few times, so he had no choice but to turn around and leave.

When Yang Huan sat down, the waiters had already started serving the dishes.

Then look at Liu Mingwei who was sitting across from him, this fat man had a look of guilt on his face, Master Huan knew it well, he didn't say much, and greeted him for dinner.

After the meal was over, the fat man returned to normal.

"Hey, I said Fatty, you told me earlier that there was an important matter to discuss with me, what is it?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

After drinking and eating, Fatty Liu's big belly became more and more obvious.

I saw this fat man rubbing his chubby belly and smiling happily at Young Master Huan, not to mention how wealthy he is.

This man is so weird.

If the person sitting opposite Yang Huan is not Fatty Liu, but someone he doesn't know, Master Huan will definitely not be able to kick him out, but Master Huan just finds it funny when Fatty Liu does this. One sound, really disregarding the image.

"Master Huan, I heard that you will be in charge of the capital's national favor in the future?" Liu Mingwei asked with concern.

Yang Huan nodded, "Yes, that's right, I'm in charge."

According to the agreement with Sino-Singapore Group, they agreed to sell Beijing Guoen for 3 billion yuan, but required that the team’s name cannot be changed within the next five years. After five years, Sino-Singapore Guoen has the right to give priority to the championship name.

Therefore, in the next few years, this team will still be called Jingcheng Guoen.

"That's right, Master Huan. You know, there have been more and more rich fans in China in recent years. Didn't I ask you before, did Saints fans consider expanding their enrollment?"

Yang Huan nodded. At that time, he told Liu Mingwei very clearly that this was impossible.

Enrollment expansion, there was indeed a plan, but after weighing the pros and cons, it was rejected.

Sometimes, Yang Huan is just a person, and his ideas are definitely not thorough enough. Occasionally, he has an idea on a whim, but it is difficult to implement it in the end, which is inevitable.

"As for me, I'm thinking about setting up an official fan club if Young Master Huan enters Guoen, the capital city."

Yang Huan was slightly taken aback, "Like Saints fans?"

"right!"

"Can you do it? Will anyone participate?" Yang Huan was a little skeptical.

In fact, he doesn't know much about the situation of fans of the wealthy class in China. After all, before he crossed, he was a hanger. After crossing, he spent most of his time abroad. How can he know the situation in China?

"Trust me, Young Master Huan, it will definitely succeed." Liu Mingwei was full of confidence.

"Is that still operating like a foreign Saints fan club?"

Liu Mingwei nodded, "I've talked to several other members of the Saints Fan Club, and they all think it's feasible, and they also intend to join the organization. Of course, we will still be a member of the Saints Fan Club at that time."

Just kidding, participating in the Saints fan club, needless to say the other benefits, just follow the atmosphere in the club, invest in a few projects, and let them all make a lot of money, which fool would want to quit? .

In fact, Liu Mingwei thought so because he had tasted the sweetness from the Saints fan club.

And he also has his own little calculation, that is, although the Saints Fan Club is led and planned by Master Huan, and the gatherings are rich second-generation and rich people from all over the world, Liu Mingwei and several other rich people who joined the club from China , can't say anything.

But if they set up a similar fan club in China, it will be up to them to speak.

Of course, it must still be led by Master Huan!

If the golden signboard of Young Master Huan was not displayed, it might not be very attractive.

"How is the current situation in China?" Yang Huan asked with concern.

Liu Mingwei smiled slightly, knowing that Master Huan was interested.

“Venture investment in China has been overheated in the past few years. Even the grandparents who set up roadside stalls in Beijing are drawing cakes and telling stories. Recently, there is a bit of a capital winter, but it depends on who it is for. At least in my understanding, There are a lot of people who have money in their hands but have nowhere to invest it.”

To set up such a fan club is actually to gather rich people together, exchange news and cooperate together.

If it is true what Liu Mingwei said, then there is indeed something wrong.

Yang Huan thought about it for a while, seeing how confident Fatty Liu is, with his shrewdness, he shouldn't miss it.

Besides, Fatty Liu is going to do it anyway. If he succeeds, he will wait to collect the money. If he fails, he has nothing to lose.

"Okay, Fatty Liu, then you can do it!" Yang Huan waved his hand and made a decision.

Liu Mingwei laughed immediately, "Thank you, Master Huan!"

But soon, the fat man started gossiping again.

"Hey, Master Huan, I don't know which superstars you plan to bring in this time when you bought the capital Guoen?"

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