Football Giants

Chapter 407 Is There a Difference?

Yang Huan really didn't expect that when Mike Ashley was about to leave, he followed up with Abramovich who came to meet him.

What's interesting is that the angry Mike Ashley obviously didn't give Abramovich a good look, he snorted coldly, scolded bad luck, and then went upstairs first.

It made Abramovich depressed too, you darn, I didn't offend you, why did it happen like this?

The sharp-eyed Abramovich also noticed Yang Huan who stood up at once, and when he looked at Peter Kenyon again, his face suddenly became gloomy.

He's quite possessive, and he doesn't allow his fired employees to go elsewhere.

But there is a premise, that is, don't let him see.

But Peter? Kenyon not only voted elsewhere, but also switched to his sworn enemy Yang Huan.

what's going on?

As soon as I returned to the Premier League, I couldn't wait to pull Peter Kenyon out to make an appearance. Am I out of anger?

The old man just won't let you wish, I'll show you a smile!

"Haha, Mr. Yang Huan!" Abramović greeted him with a smile.

This made Mike Ashley, who was waiting for the elevator to go upstairs, to hate in his heart.

Damn you, you still laugh when you see that the old man is in a bad mood?

You laughed, and you laughed so loudly in front of me on purpose?

Are you trying to get along with me?

In fact, Newcastle and Chelsea had no grudges, the biggest conflict was last season.

Originally Newcastle was in the top four in the league, but Chelsea successfully counterattacked at the last moment and reached the top four, which directly squeezed Newcastle out and had to fall from the Champions League to the Europa League.

Don't look at the Europa League, but the difference is huge.

Southampton won the Europa League last season, and the scenery is infinite, but what about the income?

More than 10 million, less than the income of the team that lost all six games of the Champions League group stage!

Therefore, the difference between playing the Champions League and playing the Europa League is tens of millions of pounds!

You say, Mike? Ashley can not hate it?

"Take care of you sooner or later!"

As soon as the elevator arrived, Mike Ashley stepped into the elevator and threw down such a cruel word.

Fortunately, Abramovich didn't hear it, because he had already walked in front of Yang Huan.

"Oh, Roman, you really shouldn't offend Mr. Ashley!" Yang Huan sighed earnestly.

I? offend him?

Can you figure it out, please?

It was he who offended me!

Abramovich wanted to defend, but Yang Huan continued.

"Mr. Ashley came to help me just now!"

"He helped you?" Abramović was stunned, this dead fat man didn't come to be a traitor, right?

Niang Xipi, if you dare to be a traitor, the old man will definitely let the team ********!

"Yes, I don't know which tortoise bastard recently attacked us at the Premier League summit for advertising Southampton's jerseys, which made me come to a meeting now, as if I was going to court!"

Abramovich's face became hot,

The tortoise bastard you mentioned, isn't that me?

Oh no, you're the tortoise bastard!

"Hey, you don't know, I have a small profit and can only rely on some advertisements to support such a large number of stars. If I don't let me advertise, how can our team survive? We will go bankrupt tomorrow!"

I wish you were bankrupt now, thought Abramović!

Raise so many stars, make such a mess, you deserve to go bankrupt!

It's okay that you're bankrupt, I'll just pack up your Neymar and Stromman!

"Actually, it's fine not to let me advertise, but the problem is, I have already signed the contract. If I tear up the contract without authorization, how much will I have to pay?" Yang Huan looked sad.

Peter Kenyon, who was beside him, looked at his nose and heart, and suppressed the smile in his heart.

Our young master Huan is too good at talking. The black can be said to be white, and the dead can be said to be alive.

Abramović thought to himself, how much money you pay is none of my business, and I wish you could pay more.

"How many contracts have you signed?"

"In addition to the two main sponsorship contracts with Adidas and Qatar Airways, I also signed five other contracts."

"Five?" Abramović was surprised. "Didn't you say three?"

The side cuffs, the left and right hem and the back neckline, aren't they three?

"Wrong, we signed two more six months ago, one for the front and back and one for the inside of the jersey!"

Abramovich was secretly shocked, this Southampton's business operation ability is too strong, right?

You can even advertise on the inside of your jersey?

Doesn't this have to be pulled up after a goal to see it?

You are all over Barcelona!

"In my first year of junior high school, the liquidated damages for the five contracts were at least 200 million pounds!"

"Twenty million pounds?" Abramović was taken aback again.

Damn, how big is the sponsorship? How long have you signed? Such a high liquidated damages?

Peter Kenyon kept silent all the time, his heart was amused, it was obviously three copies, and they were all his own company, but Master Huan was so eloquent.

However, it's all bluffing anyway, and it's okay to have a bigger bluff.

It's all at this time, three and five, is there a difference?

"Hey, that's why it's so embarrassing!" Yang Huan sat back on the dining chair depressed.

Abramović's mind changed, "Okay, it's easy to deal with your embarrassment, and come to my brother for help!"

"Mr. Yang Huan, in fact, this matter is indeed quite difficult, but it is not without solutions."

"Oh?" Yang Huan suddenly became excited.

"Actually...it's..." Abramović hesitated, "Forget it, let's talk slowly when we have a chance, the meeting is about to start, I have to hurry up!"

Pretending to be the boss of the Premier League chairs summit.

Looking at Abramovich's back, Yang Huan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

This guy just desperately wants to go to the door himself and ask him for help!

Peter Kenyon and Yang Huan nodded tacitly, looked at the time, and reminded: "Master Huan, it's almost there."

Yang Huan waved his hand and walked towards the elevator.

When Yang Huan arrived, the elevator just arrived.

Abramovich and Marina Granovsky walked in, followed by Yang Huan.

As soon as they turned around after entering, they saw Daniel Levy, the chief executive of Tottenham Hotspur, approaching.

As soon as the guy saw the elevator, he ran after him quickly.

However, Abramovich in the elevator pretended not to see him and pressed the close button.

Yang Huan's reaction was fast enough, and he immediately shouted, "Daniel!"

At the same time, reach out and press the door button.

The elevator door slowly opened again, and Daniel Levy appeared at the door, glaring at Abramovich.

Ever since Chelsea's forced poaching of Arnesen broke out, he has hated Russians to the core.

"Master Huan, wait for the Premier League chairless summit. We, Tottenham Hotspur, will definitely stand on the side of Southampton, and we will never let some villain's conspiracy succeed!"

Yang Huan was amused, and immediately looked at Abramovich.

The Russian's expression remained the same, as if he was not targeting him.

Cough, why bother?

When is the time for retribution!

The elevator quickly reached the eighth floor, the top floor of the Landmark Hotel.

A waiter had been waiting outside for a long time, and when he saw them coming, he immediately made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time indicated the direction.

When Yang Huan and his party came to the door of a conference room, the waiter standing outside immediately knocked on the door a few times and helped open the door of the conference room.

Looking from the outside to the inside, this conference room is large, spacious and bright.

On the side facing Marylebone Road, the glass curtain wall is designed, the lighting is very good, and you can easily see the scenery outside, especially Hyde Park in the distance.

When the people sitting inside heard the door open, they all looked over, and saw Yang Huan and Peter Kenyon appear at the same time as Abramovich and Tottenham's CEO Levy.

This made many people present a little curious, how did they meet?

So coincidentally? Still an appointment?

"Hello, Richard!"

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan!"

Richard Scudemore took a few steps forward and shook hands with Yang Huan, followed by Peter Kenyon and Abramovich, shaking hands one by one.

He is the planner of this roundtable meeting and the chief executive of the Premier League, but in fact, he is like a housekeeper. Even on such occasions, he does not have much say, and is more like a spectator.

"Hi, David!" After Yang Huan swept around, he did not expect that David Bernstein, the chairman of the FA, was also present.

"Hi, my friend!" Bernstein was originally quite depressed.

In front of this group of capital tycoons, he is a poor bastard, and no one pays any attention to him at all.

In this room, he is not an FA chair at all, he is just a spectator, a will of the owners of the Premier League, a communication device with the FA, that's all, he doesn't even have the right to speak.

Therefore, as soon as he heard Yang Huan greet him, the lovely old man smiled and gave Yang Huan enough face.

The reason why the round table meeting is called a round table meeting is because there is no ranking here.

On the whole big round table, the seats of the bosses are arranged according to the first letter of the club's name.

If you complain about your bad position, okay, you can change your name!

The first letter of Southampton is S, and the location is actually very good. It is just on the side of the glass curtain wall. Sitting on a chair and turning slightly sideways, you can see the scenery outside.

According to the rules, when Yang Huan came, Peter Kenyon was not qualified to sit at the round table.

Therefore, his position is behind Yang Huan.

Interestingly, sitting to the left of Yang Huan is the owner of Queens Park Rangers, Tony Fernandez.

He also has an identity, the owner of Air Asia, a Malaysian.

He is always smiling, kind of like Tiger Woods.

Tony Fernandez went over again and was Norwich's major shareholder, Delia Smith.

She used to be a hairdresser, but she has become a British icon because of a cooking show, and has been teaching British people to cook for the past three decades. She can be called the first lady of the culinary world.

But the outside world has always been full of curiosity about the Norwich she is in charge of, because Delia Smith's total worth is only 15 million pounds, and such a net worth cannot run a football team.

On Yang Huan's right is the owner of Stoke City, a native of England, Peter Cortez, who started his business in the gaming industry and is worth 750 million pounds, and his gaming company is also a lot of middle and low-level Premier League players. team sponsor.

In the past, it was the American boss of the black cat Sunderland, Ellis Short, a former senior executive of General Electric, who later established the private equity fund Lone Star Fund with total assets of more than 15 billion US dollars.

He is also worth two billion pounds.

It can be said that the people sitting here are almost all the famous super rich from all walks of life.

After Yang Huan sat down, he glanced back and forth, left and right, and found that everyone was almost there.

There is only a vacant seat next to Man City Lord Mubarak.

The nameplate on the table bears the Manchester United crest, and it belongs to David Gill's seat.

And just as he thought about it, the door was knocked again.

As soon as the door opened, David Gill walked in with a smile on his face.

This time, people are finally here!

(To be continued) []. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Chuangshi to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )

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