Chapter 1019 Is It Really so Amazing?
"A Huan, sit down and have a cup of old man's tea."
Mr. Zhuang was sitting in the antique study room. On the sandalwood tea tray in front of him, there was a faint white smoke in the teacup, with a faint tea fragrance. It was not heavy, but it was refreshing. As soon as you smell it, you can tell that the tea is definitely not bad.
Yang Huan and Zhuang Mingyang both sat down next to each other, and each took a cup from the tea tray.
Take a sip, sweet and mellow, with endless aftertaste, praise!
"How is it? My old man's tea, is it okay?" Mr. Zhuang asked with a smile.
"Grandpa Zhuang, how do I know how to taste tea?" Yang Huan first smiled modestly, "However, even a person like me who doesn't know much about tea feels good after drinking it, it must be wonderful."
When Mr. Zhuang heard this, he immediately burst out laughing. This kid is so cute because of his cunning wit.
Zhuang Mingyang secretly shook his head from the sidelines, his son-in-law's flattering skills have really reached the peak.
"Actually, the tea you specially sent over last time was already very good, but I can't buy this tea at all!"
Yang Huan knew that Mr. Zhuang liked to drink tea, and his own Tingyuxuan also sold tea, so he specially asked someone to find excellent tea and sent it to Mr. Zhuang to taste, but compared with the tea, it was still inferior .
"A Huan, I am blessed by you. I have told my father many times before, but he refused to share it. This time I can have a sip, and I am satisfied!" Zhuang Mingyang sighed. said.
If you dare to love your own son, it's not as good as that precious grandson-in-law.
Yang Huan was a little puzzled when he heard this, "Grandpa Zhuang, this tea is so expensive, who gave it to you?"
When he asked this, Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang fell silent.
On the contrary, Yang Huan, after seeing the expressions of the two of them, already guessed a little bit, and also understood that he shouldn't ask such a question, it's too stupid, and don't expect to have answers to many things.
It is definitely not an ordinary person who can bring out this kind of tea as a gift.
Seeing that Yang Huan had figured it out, Mr. Zhuang stopped talking and poured them another glass with a smile.
Yang Huan is good, he really doesn't have much of a hobby for tea, but Zhuang Mingyang is different, every cup is like a treasure, it feels like drinking fairy wine, slowly, small sips.
On the other hand, Yang Huan, every time he took a cup, it was at most a taste of makeup, and then he drank it all in one gulp.
Master Ke Huan's move, in the eyes of Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang, is a waste of money!
"This tea, it's a pity for you to drink it!" Mr. Zhuang felt distressed when he saw Master Huan drinking it cup by cup.一??Reading ww to see w?·1?
Yang Huan didn't know what to do, he really didn't know how to taste tea, what could he do, he was really chewing peonies.
But none of the people present were the kind of stingy people, so the topic quickly shifted from material desires to other things.
"You did a good job in Southampton this time, and he spoke very highly of you." Mr. Zhuang said suddenly.
Yang Huan was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that the old man said he should be a big boy.
I've heard people say that Da Da has a very close relationship with the old man. From the fact that he appointed his father-in-law to take over the military department early on, it can be seen that he has a close relationship with the dealer.
"Now that you are back in China, you are buying Beijing Guoen. The higher-ups also strongly support it. They think that there should be a professional club to set an example for other teams in China. The football industry can't mess around. It needs someone who understands football and the market. People will do it."
Yang Huan agrees with this very much, and it should be so.
"He saw your results in the UK and was very satisfied. When he heard that you decided to come back, he said at an internal high-level meeting that more talents like you should be welcomed back."
Yang Huan suddenly realized when he heard this,
No wonder there has been so much domestic movement recently.
If you want to say that you are influential and well-known, you must not run away, but it is not so outrageous.
Now almost the whole country is discussing his return to China and the acquisition of Beijing Guoen as a major event, as if he is about to become the savior of Chinese football.
No matter how narcissistic Yang Huan is, he doesn't think he has such influence.
So, now he finally solved a mystery in the past.
When Zhuang Mingyang heard this, he suddenly said, "Ah Huan, when you were in England, did you say that the Chinese teams didn't burn enough money?"
"Well, what's the matter?" Yang Huan said with peace of mind, that's what he really thought in his heart.
Zhuang Mingyang smiled wryly, his son-in-law was good at everything, but he showed his sharpness.
"He said what you said, thinking that other teams are not bold enough, so now everyone is staring at you, just want to see what tricks you can play, if the stars you introduce The level is not enough..."
"No way?" Yang Huan suddenly felt dizzy, didn't he push himself into the fire?
"Now you know how to complain?" Zhuang Mingyang laughed. It's not a big deal, so it's okay to use it as a joke, "He also asked me to ask you, how much money do you plan to burn this time? Which superstars will you bring in? bottom?"
"Isn't it?" Yang Huan was a little dumbfounded, he didn't realize that he still has this gossip spirit?
Seeing Yang Huan's surprised expression, Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang burst out laughing. Read a book?·1?
"He is also a human being, and he likes football. Now the football industry is related to the transformation of the domestic economy, and you are the benchmark he has set up himself, so naturally he pays more attention to it."
Zhuang Mingyang explained casually, "Also, he said that if the timing and environment permit, he will consider you going to the game at home and cheering for you."
"Really?" Yang Huan was overjoyed after hearing this.
But Mr. Zhuang coughed twice, as if he wanted to remind Yang Huan of something.
This young master Huan is not an idiot either, upon hearing the old man's reminder, he immediately understood.
Today's fans of the Beijing Guoen team do not have a good image in the country. Many people even think that Guoen is today because of the unique advantages of the city.
If Da Da really plans to watch the game live, no matter what, it will definitely deepen the misunderstanding of the Guoen team from the outside world.
Who is Master Kehuan?
"Grandpa Zhuang, there is a saying that you need to be strong enough to make an iron. As long as we are strong enough, our business is good enough, and our grades improve, what others think, think, or say will not affect us. As long as we believe that it is That's right, that's fine, isn't it?"
When he said this, Master Huan was serious, even a bit righteous.
Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang looked at each other, both a little surprised.
This boy, what he said is quite similar to that.
"Uncle Zhuang, please reply greatly. After one season, he is welcome to participate in our last home championship celebration!"
Zhuang Mingyang was taken aback for a moment, isn't that a bit exaggerated?
Or did he just have such confidence?
But Mr. Zhuang's eyes flashed, and he secretly called out "Hello".
Mr. Zhuang knows what kind of character he is, and Mr. Zhuang also knows what kind of character he likes.
Yang Huan's current performance, no wonder he valued it so much.
"Mingyang, what A Huan says, you can tell the truth!"
"Oh." Zhuang Mingyang agreed.
The old man has already talked, so there must be nothing wrong with that matter.
"The signing thing..." Zhuang Mingyang looked at Yang Huan again.
Unexpectedly, the kid laughed, "Just let the big ones pay more attention to the news. I promise, everyone is a well-known superstar. It's guaranteed to be a surprise!"
When he said that, even Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang were hooked. Are you really so amazing?
Who is it?
But no matter how they asked, or even threatened with the majesty of the elders, Master Ke Huan just kept his mouth shut and refused to say anything.
In the end, I had no choice but to secretly reveal one of them, but when the two heard it, they praised it repeatedly.
"With this one, you can be regarded as a business!" Mr. Zhuang said with a smile.
But whether it's him or Zhuang Mingyang, they are equally curious in their hearts, this one is such a big name, what about the remaining three?
"By the way, A Huan, I want to ask your opinion on something." Mr. Zhuang said suddenly.
"Well, Grandpa Zhuang, you ask." Yang Huan also became serious.
"He came to my place before and mentioned to me that he thought Ziqing had done quite well in the capital. It would be a pity to stay in the capital. He wants to be released and train at the grassroots level for a few years. What do you think?"
At the beginning, Yang Huan was a little puzzled, but he quickly grasped one of the major signals.
This is the rhythm of focusing on cultivating Zhuang Ziqing.
With Zhuang Ziqing's current age and her level in the capital, it must be for the grassroots training to be able to come back in the future.
According to the usual practice, when she comes back, her future will be limitless, even...
Thinking of this, Yang Huan couldn't believe it. Is this possible?
But anything is possible!
"Grandpa Zhuang, I'm not worried about her ability, but I'm worried about whether she can handle those intriguing power struggles?"
All along, Yang Huan felt that Zhuang Ziqing's personality was not suitable for officialdom.
In the capital, there are dealers and Zhuang Mingyang watching, but if they go down to the grassroots level, they have to rely on themselves for everything.
As far as ability is concerned, Yang Huan has nothing to worry about, but she has a very good personality and doesn't like to offend people, so she is afraid...
"I have thought about this question too, but the reason why they value her is because she has such a temperament. Besides, people always want to fight, learn to protect themselves, and I have confidence in my granddaughter. Yang also has confidence in his daughter, don't you have confidence in your wife?"
Yang Huan thought about it, didn't he?
They are not afraid, what are they afraid of?
Besides, in this country, who can be more fierce than himself?
"What did Ziqing say?" Yang Huan asked.
Mr. Zhuang chuckled, "My dear granddaughter, I know that she will make up her own mind about work matters, but if this matter concerns you, I must ask you first. If you agree, I will tell her."
Yang Huan understood that Zhuang Ziqing had always been like this, if she refused, no matter how much she thought about it, she would definitely refuse.
But think about it again, marrying a wife, you can't be tied to your side all day long, and offer her as a vase, right?
True cherishing is not about grasping hard in your hands, but knowing how to let go and let him fly.
"Okay, if Ziqing agrees, I agree too."
After finishing speaking, Yang Huan said: "In the future, I will keep a low profile and try to let others come forward to avoid exposure."
Why does Yang Wenfeng want to be an invisible rich man?
Yang Huan knows better than anyone else.
After hearing this, Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang kept nodding their heads, knowing that Yang Huan was thinking about Zhuang Ziqing's political future.
Even they were a little moved, because it must be aggrieved for Yang Huan to live a low-key life for such a sharp-edged person, but he is willing to do this for Zhuang Ziqing, which is very rare.
But in Yang Huan's view, what does it matter if Zhuang Ziqing sacrificed so much for herself and keep a low profile?
Besides, it's just low-key, not doing nothing.
What should be done is still done, what are you afraid of?
What's more, foreign careers are basically on the right track. Even Southampton and other teams don't need Yang Huan to worry too much. It's better to be happy in the future and be the man behind a successful woman. It's also a cool thing.
With Master Yihuan's character, he can always make something happen, right?
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