Chapter 87 Sell Me Aston Martin

"Hi, Thirty-Six!"

As soon as Yang Huan sat down, he leaned forward and pulled the ponytail that was tied behind the head of the blond woman sitting in front of him.

The little blond ponytail turned around, revealing Charlene Laheri's indignant and charming look.

"If you dare to call me like that again, I will never stop with you. Believe it or not, I will write you to death in the newspaper?"

Since he knew his measurements, he has been laughing at this matter, and recently gave himself a nickname called Thirty-Six, really thought that the old lady was easy to bully, didn't he?

"The name is just a code, why bother?" Yang Huan looked innocent.

Cash Harris next to him knew Charlene Laheri, so he was surprised, "Why is it called Thirty-Six?"

Charlene Laheri's face was as red as Dan Zhu's. She stared at Yang Huan with wide eyes, swearing in her heart that if he dared to speak out, he would definitely die for him, but he would definitely pull him before he died. He padded his back.

Yang Huan wanted to laugh very much, but seeing her appearance, she could only bear it and thought of an excuse.

"It's not that all of you British people have old names, some have several names, so I don't know what to call them, so I just call her by the length of time I've known her. I met her in the UK. Thirty-sixth friends, so it's called thirty-six, this is my code name."

"Oh." Cash Harris suddenly realized, "Then how many friends am I in the UK?"

"The second one!" Yang Huan replied casually, "so the code name I usually give you is, second child."

He almost burst out laughing.

"Second, um, not bad." Cash Harris answered cheerfully.

"Then who is Lao Wan?"

"A gay brother I met on the plane."

Charlene Laheri is both angry and funny, why is this guy always so virtuous?

Could it be because his beautiful secretary is gone?

She really believed that the worst thing she had done so far in her life was to be so confused as to tell Sanwei to such a pervert, so that she would be molested by him all the time.

"Thirty-six, do you want to make a bet with me to see how many goals Southampton wins today?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Charlene Laheri shook her head, but did not answer.

"It's okay, just bet a meal."

Charlene Laheri understood, and threw him angrily, "If you want to ask me for a debt, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush."

"Oh, do you still know that you owe me a meal?"

"I'll give it back to you!" Charlene Laheri said viciously.

"You always say that and never deliver."

"I..." Charlene Laheri was speechless.

She really can't argue any more, because she really has been procrastinating for a long time.

It's just that she has been really busy recently, not only busy with the work of the Southern Echo, but also with the recording of the BBC's daily game program, and she has recently participated in several other football-related programs on the BBC.

Speaking of which, I really want to thank Yang Huan. Without him and without Southampton, there would be no daily competition special that made her popular overnight.

There is no way she is where she is today.

She is now a well-known TV presenter in the UK.

Thinking of this, she really felt that she should repay Yang Huan well.

Ulrich Bates was placed on the rostrum by Sun Yue, next to Yang Huan. As soon as Yang Huan was seated, he had been chatting with Charlene Laheri, and he could only wait. There is never an opportunity to interject.

After finally waiting for Yang Huan and the others to stop, he laughed heavily and coughed twice.

The sound at the scene was so loud that if it wasn't a little louder, I wouldn't even be able to hear it.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan, I'm the CEO of Aston Martin, Ulrich Bates." After introducing himself, Ulrich Bates added, "We met once before. , right at Harrods."

Yang Huan had already noticed Ulrich Bates, and Sun Yue would tell him in advance what he did.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Bates, welcome to Southampton!" Yang Huan stretched out his hand with a smile.

Ulrich Bates also hurriedly shook hands with him, and held Yang Huan's right hand with both hands.

"Does Mr. Bates also like football?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

The football game has started below, Yang Huan is watching the game below, and his body is on the side of Bates.

Southampton, as always, kept attacking from the start.

This is Bielsa's signature feature, a very hearty attacking football.

"I like it. When I was in Germany, I liked watching football games the most. At that time, BMW also sponsored the Bundesliga team."

"Which team do you like?" Yang Huan asked casually.

"Well, not necessarily, I actually like football, but I don't have a fixed favorite team."

Yang Huan sighed, Ulrich Bates is so busy, he must not have much time to like football.

"Mr. Yang Huan, in fact, the most important thing for me to come here this time is to apologize. I have fired the customer service staff, but I still apologize to you and your staff for the impolite behavior of our staff."

Ulrich Bates sincerely told Yang Huan the purpose of his trip.

Apologies, it's definitely needed, and at the very least.

When Yang Huan heard it, she just smiled, "The scolded Miss Zhang was so angry that she didn't want to stay in the UK to help me, and went back to China, which made me a mess right now, and I have to be the only one for everything, big and small. People do it."

After he finished speaking, he also put on a very busy expression.

Ulrich Bates didn't expect this to happen. No wonder she hadn't seen the beautiful assistant in the past few days. It turned out that she had resigned and returned to China.

Thinking of Yang Huan's young age and the beauty of the assistant, he couldn't help but complain inwardly. It turned out that Yang Huan sued Aston Martin to vent his anger over the pursuit of beautiful women.

This association of Ulrich Bates seems to be well-founded, but in fact it is far from it.

"In order to show our sincerity and make up for Mr. Yang Huan's losses, we have decided to offer a discount of £500,000 on the original model." Ulrich Bates offered the compensation amount decided by the company's board of directors .

Half a million pounds is a lot.

"To be honest, Mr. Bates, even if you compensate me for a million pounds now, and even if your four Aston Martins don't even want my money, I still feel unhappy in my heart, because I have money. "

Honestly, you wouldn't buy four Aston Martins in different colors without money.

Ulrich Bates felt a little tricky and didn't know how to deal with it.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Yang Huan didn't say much.

Just in time for the game, Southampton finally knocked on Brighton's goal.

In less than eight minutes, Neymar dribbled the ball inside and passed low to Zlatan Ibrahimovic at the front of the penalty area.

The Swedish center leaned on the opponent's central defender Painter, stopped and passed a pass, James Rodriguez quickly plugged in, shot low with his left foot, and pierced the goal guarded by Ankergren.

For a time, the entire St. Mary's Stadium was fried.

Yang Huan was in the stands. After seeing James Rodriguez's goal, he quickly stood up from his seat, clapped vigorously, and cheered loudly, "James, great job, great job. !"

"Neymar, you are also quite good, one over two, very beautiful!"

Southampton's games are often such amazing performances with flashes of inspiration. It seems that Neymar's move just now was too eye-catching, and the ball passed by Isco to Neymar was also just right. very good.

That's why people say that football is a combination of flashes of inspiration, and no one knows when the goal will come.

"Nice job, Southampton, keep attacking!"

The Saints fans in the stands at St Mary's Stadium were also very excited, shouting the name of James Rodriguez, who is Southampton's rotation player this season, but has been on the court in recent times. Well done.

Clearly, he has survived the adaptation period.

Young people, it will be much easier to adapt, and Southampton specially found a Colombian English interpreter to accompany James Rodriguez to help him learn English and help him adapt to life in the UK .

"This goal is indeed quite beautiful!" Ulrich Bates was also ignited by this goal.

As long as he is a fan, seeing a beautiful goal, and feeling the passion of more than 30,000 fans at the scene, he will also be ignited.

From this point of view, Ulrich Bates is a real fan.

After the goal was celebrated, referee Williamson called all the Southampton players back and the game resumed.

The fans who celebrated enthusiastically in the stands also sat back one after another. Only the fans of the fanatical Saint Harry fan club were still drumming and singing. This fan club is a combination of Southampton's most loyal fans.

Yang Huan returned to his position and pointed to the restarted game below, "Today, we will be at St. Mary's Stadium to completely demoralize Brighton, so that this powerful competitor will see us all heartbroken. Fear, lose the confidence to fight for the league title with us."

"In our country, it's called a bang!"

It can also be said to be called a complete success.

Ulrich Bates has seen some reports before, but after watching the game on the spot, he really found that Southampton's overall strength is too strong, obviously not on the same level as Brighton.

The performance of this team is not to mention League One. Even if it goes to the Championship, it will be difficult to find a matching opponent.

"Today, we will let Brighton's gang of turtle grandchildren come and go!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

Exploding a foul language, but Ulrich Bates is more cordial, because fans are usually like this.

Even in Germany, almost everyone watching football has a bottle of beer in hand, and they say a few swear words to vent.

However, while Southampton are stronger overall, Brighton are not vegetarian either.

In the past, when Strowman was there, the midfielders were the Dutch who delayed the organization and planning, but now it has been replaced by Schneiderlin, who has little organizational ability, and the responsibility of the midfielder has been placed on Isco.

Poyet, as a successful midfielder in the past, naturally saw this, so many have formulated strategies to increase the blocking and restriction of Isco in the midfield to suppress Southampton's midfield.

This also directly led to Southampton had to start slowing down to play.

But the scene advantage of the Saints is still very obvious.

It is not difficult to see from this point that Brighton still has a certain strength.

Yang Huan saw that the game scene began to change, and Southampton also slowed down the pace appropriately. He also began to turn his attention to his side. Seeing Ulrich Bates, who was a little restless, he smiled knowingly. smile.

"Mr. Bates, since you came to Southampton in person, I might as well talk to you straight to the point."

Yang Huan's words surprised Ulrich Bates, but he nodded immediately and said, "Please speak."

Who knows, Yang Huan said something that made Ulrich Bates almost drop his jaw.

"Sell me an Aston Martin!"