Chapter 257 The Legendary 9000-Year-Old

"I'm not drunk, don't pull me!"

"Hey, I said, you are pulling my panties!"

"Don't take off my pants, I'm not wearing underwear!"

"Damn, I'm in a rush to urinate, let me go, I'm not drunk!"

At the gate of Wangjiang Pavilion, Matic and Sturridge came out with Drogba crossed from left to right.

The tall Ivorian macho seems to have gained weight after getting drunk.

Both of them felt exhausted to carry it.

What's even more troublesome is that he is still struggling, what if he accidentally loses his hand and falls?

"Be careful, you two, don't get hurt!"

Yang Huan walked out with Long Wu as well. He watched the two of them carry it hard and reminded aloud.

"If I fall and get hurt, I'll be laughed at by those reporters. I joined Southampton, didn't play a game, got drunk and fell and got injured. If I retire because of this, where would I put my face?"

Yang Huan's words made many people around him burst into laughter.

But think about it.

Who made you happy young master to intoxicate Drogba?

"Master Huan, I'm not drunk, wait for me, let's blow another bottle!"

Drogba immediately went mad when he heard Yang Huan's voice.

He broke free from the support of Matic and Sturridge, two former Chelsea teammates, and turned around to rush up again.

As a result, his feet were weak and he almost fell over.

Fortunately, Long Wu's reaction was fast enough, and he jumped up and grabbed him directly.

"Don't stand against me, I can still drink, if I don't get Young Master Huan drunk today, my motherfucker will be trash!"

Many people present felt the waterfall sweat on their faces.

I didn't expect Drogba to have such a professional ethics and self-discipline as usual, and he looked like this when he was drunk.

"I say,

Don't stop me one by one, I'll go drink with him again, you see, Master Huan is waiting for me! "

Strange to say, when Drogba struggled just now, both Matic and Sturridge couldn't stand it.

But when I met Long Wu, strangely enough, Drogba was actually subdued.

"Master Huan, I'm not drunk or lost, we'll have a drink later!"

Before Drogba got into the car, he uttered such a cruel word.

"Okay, I'll wait for you and accompany you at any time!"

Yang Huan patted his forehead with a headache. This guy was so drunk that he dared to provoke him.

I really ate the guts of an ambitious leopard!

I don't know if you like me, young master. Since the time of rebirth, the amount of alcohol has been amazing?

Just the amount of your two bottles of red wine, how dare you fight with me?

Isn't this the lighting in the toilet, courting death?

Ask, which of these guys dares to challenge me?

He was swept away by Young Master Huan's mighty and domineering eyes, and everyone present immediately turned to him.

They have all suffered like this, who would dare to try again?

"Young Master Huan's amount of alcohol is really unheard of, amazing!"

Walking back to Wangjiang Pavilion again, the flatterer Sun Yue immediately greeted him.

"Okay, okay, your flattery skills are getting worse and worse, so don't do it!"

Sun Yue immediately laughed, "Actually, my flattery skills haven't regressed, the main reason is that you have improved, Master Huan!"

Whoops, this flattery...

Enjoy!

Yang Huan laughed and laughed. He had just turned over a Drogba, and now he is being flattered again, and he is in a good mood.

"Old Sun, you have done a good job this time, and the bonus has doubled. Next, work on Cross's joining!"

"Understood!" Sun Yue nodded in agreement with a smile.

In fact, he is not mainly for money now.

More importantly, Young Master Huan let him go, and he finally had the opportunity to display his talents.

You can display your talents and make money, what else can you ask for?

"Master Huan, don't worry, don't say that Tony Cross himself is a famous genius. Even if he is not famous, I will definitely hype him into a first-class star, even a superstar!"

This year, fans say whether it is a superstar or not.

The media says it all!

Haven't seen the word superstar, has it all been flooded?

These days, in professional football, not a superstar is embarrassed to make an appearance!

"By the way, Young Master Huan, I just received the news."

The flattery was a joke, the joke was over, and Sun Yue started talking about serious things.

"What?" Yang Huan called the waiter over indifferently and asked her to pour a cup of hot tea to relieve the hangover.

Although the amount of alcohol is large, the mouth feels unpleasant after drinking too much wine.

Drink some tea to moisten your throat.

"Ron Gurley resigned!"

"Resigned?" Yang Huan was taken aback, "When did it happen?"

"Just now, the news I got from a familiar Daily Mail reporter should be officially announced tomorrow."

Yang Huan looked surprised, even a little surprised.

"Well, why did you resign?" Yang Huan felt a little strange.

Ron Gurley is actually a very capable manager.

When he was working at Manchester United, he started with Peter Kenyon, the then CEO, and later pursued Peter Kenyon to move to Chelsea. Under the management of the two, the value of the Chelsea brand has also risen.

But now, first Peter Kenyon left, followed by Ron Gurley.

What play is Abramovich singing about?

Sun Yue smiled bitterly, "As far as I know, it should be the internal struggle for power and profit and Abramovich's character."

"How to say?"

"Ron Gurley stepped down, Bruce Barker was still chairman, and Abramovich's close associate Marina Granovskia temporarily took over the team's affairs."

Yang Huan nodded involuntarily.

From this point of view, the resignation of Ron Gurley, Marina Granovskia can not get away.

Speaking of which, this woman is not easy.

"Abramovich is very possessive and likes to control everything. After Peter Kenyon left, he continued to use Ron Gurley as a stopgap. He did not trust this person. , So, use your own cronies, that is, sooner or later."

In the final analysis, Chelsea is Abramovich's ban, and it has nothing to do with others.

Hearing this, Yang Huan felt a little regretful.

"Oh, by the way, Peter Kenyon, what have you been doing lately?"

Yang Huan suddenly remembered this person.

He seems to have been out of business since he left Chelsea.

Speaking of which, this guy is a genius.

If you really want to make Southampton a world famous brand, Nicola Cortez alone cannot do it.

Italians are good at business, but not good at marketing and publicity.

Sun Yue is a good player, but the problem is that Yang Huan uses him too much.

Therefore, Southampton has to be equipped with a marketing team.

Peter Kenyon and Ron Gourley are talents.

"It seems that he has worked in a big company before, but there is no news. Not long ago, I heard that Middlesbrough was going to invite him to be CEO, but I don't understand what happened."

"Middlesbrough? At what level now?"

Yang Huan was a little puzzled, the Premier League doesn't seem to have this team.

"The Championship!"

"Wow, this veteran powerhouse is going back more and more!"

Sun Yue smiled wryly, Young Master, our great saint was still in League One before.

"It's all in the Championship. Middlesbrough can be invited. We should be fine with Southampton, right?"

Yang Huan said to himself, "So, Lao Sun, you can find someone to contact him and see if he and Ron Gurley are willing to come, they are still old partners, one is the CEO and the other is the CEO. Chief Operating Officer, two swords combined!"

"Abramovich doesn't need the two talents, let's forget it!"

Sun Yue immediately nodded and agreed with a smile.

He is also happy to have two more subordinates, isn't he?

At this moment, Huang Tianshun walked in from the outside with an extra box in his hand.

"Old Huang, what's the matter?"

Huang Tianshun came over, "Master Huan, someone came from outside just now. He said it was the housekeeper of the Grosvenor family in London. He sent me an invitation letter and asked me to hand it over to you."

"Invitation letter?" Yang Huan looked at the box in Huang Tianshun's hand strangely.

The box is made of a very plain, vintage-looking wood, but the texture is clear.

Yang Huan reached out and took it, opened it, and found that it was wrapped in a piece of gold velvet, and then opened it, and there was a paper card inside.

The paper is of excellent quality and has a good hand feel, with beige base and black lettering.

The content of the invitation letter is similar to those of the usual invitations, except that there is an extra line of signatures and a badge.

It seems that it should be the emblem of the legendary Grosvenor family.

It is said that nobles have this stuff.

"It's just this thing, and it's so troublesome?" Yang Huan laughed.

But in my heart, I felt that these nobles just knew how to be stylish, and they had to pretend to be a little fanciful in everything they did.

But, you really can't help but be convinced, people just have this kind of taste.

"Just this box, I'm afraid it's worth a lot of money!" Huang Tianshun is a know-it-all.

Hearing this, Yang Huan laughed, and threw the box at random, causing Huang Tianshun to panic for a while, and hurriedly held it.

"Send it to you, take it back and keep it for a good collection. It will be used as a family heirloom in the future. It is said that it was used by the Grand Duke of England as an invitation letter!"

Sun Yue immediately laughed.

However, Huang Tianshun didn't think he was embarrassed at all, and held it in his hand like a treasure.

"Master Huan, don't talk about it, just this box, it's expensive, you see, this badge is still hand-carved, the craftsmanship is so good!"

"Also, Master Huan, look at this golden velvet, the texture is so good, the price must be outrageous!"

Yang Huan really had the urge to fall down.

Isn't it just a broken box?

Is it necessary to offer it like a treasure?

Go back, wait for my little earl to collect it, let him make ten or eight for you to play!

"I really didn't expect it to be delivered to the door. It's not good if you don't go!"

Sun Yue was immediately more interested, and the way he looked at Young Master Huan was also different.

The Dukes of England have sent invitations, so it can be seen how much face Zhan Huan has.

"Master Huan, what did the grand duke invite you to do?"

Yang Huan flipped through the card, "Oh, say it's a charity party or something, invite me there."

After speaking, he simply threw the paper card to Sun Yue.

This kid has never seen such a high-grade paper card in his life. He held it in his hand, kept touching and stroking it, and there was a sound in his mouth, and he couldn't help but feel how good the paper was.

"Wow, the Goring Hotel, London!" said the guy, his eyes shining.

That kind of feeling is like a child who hears KFC McDonald's and wants to kill it immediately.

"Is it very famous?" Yang Huan was a little strange.

"Master Huan, you don't know about the Goring Hotel?" Sun Yue couldn't believe it.

But soon, he realized that he had committed the biggest taboo of the number one follower in his words.

That is, there is never a boss that doesn't know!

When Young Master Huan narrowed his eyes again, Sun Yue immediately knew that it was broken.

"Hey, it's not surprising that you don't know. This hotel is a little famous in the UK. The price of a night is about five or six hundred pounds. I don't even notice it, let alone you, Master Huan."

Looking at him like that, Yang Huan couldn't help laughing, "Okay, stop flattering, am I such a stingy person?"

"Of course not!" Sun Yue immediately put down his name.

Can't say yes to killing!

The head can be cut off, the blood can flow, this kind of truth cannot be told!

"Is this hotel famous?"

"The Royal Hotel."

"Oh!" Yang Huan understood a little now.

"Master Huan, can you take me to see and see?" He leaned over with a flattering expression on his face.

This guy gives the impression that he is nine thousand years old in the legend.

But let's Huan Young Master, like that kind of incompetent emperor?

"What do you think?" Yang Huan asked in a deliberately raised voice.

Sun Yue immediately knew that there was no drama, "I'm joking, joking."

Master Ke Huan immediately said again, "This time it won't work, look back, you go to live for a month, and the public expenses will be reimbursed!"

"Really?" Sun Yue immediately jumped up and down again.

"Of course, but it's not for you to stay in vain. You have to show me the inside and outside of this hotel."

Otherwise, Sun Yue is a shrewd guy.

When Yang Huan said this, he immediately guessed it.

Isn't Master Huan planning to build a hotel?

Since this Goering Hotel is known as the royal family of the United Kingdom, and there are so many nobles flocking to it, of course he has his own unique place.

Therefore, what Master Huan meant was to live in and understand everything about it thoroughly.

After our hotel is completed and decorated, we will know what to do.

"Master Huan, you're so good at this!" Sun Yue immediately gave a thumbs up.

"I don't think you can learn much if you live for a month. Why don't you just live for a year?"

Yang Huan stood up abruptly, and was about to slap him with a slap, so frightened that the kid ran away like he was flying.

Along the way, he laughed and said that Young Master Huan didn't mean to hit him or anything like that.

"If you run slower, I'll break your legs!" Yang Huan pointed at his back and threatened.

Long Wu came up and said, "Master Huan, he often says he has three legs, which one do you want to hit?"

Yang Huan snorted and looked at Long Wu in disbelief. This kid really has learned badly.

However, it is better to learn badly.

Our young master Huan is not a good person, and of course there can be no good people under his command.

How hard is it to be a good person these days?

Yang Huan laughed, "Next time you see it, just interrupt the middle one!"

"Understood!" Long Wu's face was full of excitement, and it was not pleasing to the eyes of this guy.

Interrupt the one in the middle and let him be nine thousand years old!

Just then, the phone rang.

Yang Huan took it out and looked, wow, Charlene Laheri called him. ()