Chapter 953 Wait, Don't Wait!

"De Bruyne, not ugly capital"

"De Bruyne stays, the Chinese get out"

"We are the masters of Inter Milan, give us back the football"

"As long as the ticket price does not drop, we will stop watching"

"Get us out of Milan, Chinese investors"

"All Nerazzurri, let's act and take our team back"

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I saw a group of menacing fans, two or three hundred people, rushing through the crowded crowd, even knocking down many people, rushing into the venue, holding up banners one after another.

Among them, a group of extreme fans even pulled up a big curtain with a picture of Yang Huan painted on it, followed by a bloody kill, which made people feel shocking when they saw it.

But this group of people seemed to be putting on a show. They first showed it to the guests at the main gate and the club management, and then turned to the fans and reporters, allowing them to take pictures, as if they were enjoying this moment.

In the stands, the management of Inter Milan were a little depressed.

At such a memorable moment, such a scandal has occurred. Doesn't this make Inter Milan the laughing stock of the world?

Looking at Young Master Huan who was sitting in the distance, he found that Master Huan's face was sinking like water, and he looked very unhappy.

Yeah, who would be happy when something like this happens?

"Master Huan, this..." Fasone leaned over, wanting to explain.

At the very least, he has to get rid of his relationship quickly, doesn't he?

Yang Huan raised his hand and didn't let him continue, "Don't worry about them, since they like to make trouble, let them go."

There is a kind of people who just like to make trouble, the more you care about them, the more energetic they will be.

In the past few days, this group of fans has made the most of the show, surrounded Moratti's home, and threatened to raise funds to buy back Inter Milan. Coupled with the media and reporters' support, it seemed that the discussion was very turbulent. , There is a feeling that if Yang Huan is not forced out of Serie A, they will not give up.

But in Master Huan's opinion,

The means of this group of people are inferior.

Compared with the siege of Durini Avenue a year ago, it can be said to be the same, and there is no progress at all.

"Master Huan, do you want to arrange more police?" Pisapia, the mayor of Milan, asked worriedly.

You know, this group of fans is really making trouble, but they can do anything.

But Yang Huan smiled slightly, and shook his head easily and naturally, "No, a bunch of jumping clowns can't do anything."

Just at this time, Moratti, accompanied by his son Angelo, also came to the Glory Stadium.

When he saw this group of fans making a scene like this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Nonsense, it's too much"

"Don't be angry, Massimo, you've fallen into their trap when you're angry."

Speaking of this, Yang Huan suddenly felt mischievous and waved at Fasone, "It's too hot today, go, arrange some people to send water to everyone at the scene, if they feel hungry, Just give them food, and when they’re tired, give them chairs to let them rest, don’t be negligent.”

"Huh?" Fasone was dumbfounded.

Master Huan, they are here to demonstrate, and they are here to save you. Not only do you not drive them away, but you also give them water and chairs? Are you afraid that people won't make trouble?

"Ah what? They have no quality, can we be with them?" Yang Huan asked back with a smile, "This is not our way of hospitality at Inter Milan. Go ahead and do as I say."

Seeing that Master Huan had made up his mind, Fasone had no choice but to follow suit.

Soon, several staff members went up to meet them. Under the stunned gaze of all the reporters, they brought water and food to the demonstrating fans one by one, and some even gave them seats, lest they get tired.

Nimi, what's the matter?

People are here to demonstrate, okay? What are you doing? Beggar?

Can you be more serious?

Perhaps it was because many demonstrating fans were drinking water, and some even sat down, causing the banners to be held up and down. depressed.

"Ahem, what are you doing? What are you doing? We are here to demonstrate, not to beg for food."

"Yes, we can't be eroded by their sugar-coated shells, we must resolutely resist"

"Everyone stand up, hold up the flag, and shout with me."

All of a sudden, those people threw away the water bottles in their hands, or the half-eaten food, and some stood up from their seats and continued to hold high the banners and flags.

"Back to Tradition, Back to Fans"

The others immediately opened their throats and shouted, "Back to the tradition and back to the fans"

"We want De Bruyne, not ugly capital"

"We want De Bruyne, not ugly capital"

"Don't pay high ticket prices, give us back Inter Milan"

"Don't pay high ticket prices, give us back Inter Milan"

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Sitting on the stage, Yang Huan felt amused when he saw their appearance, "There are still too few people, if more people come, the momentum will be more powerful, what do you think?"

Sitting next to Master Huan, Fasone, Pisapia and others all looked depressed.

There are at least two or three hundred people here, okay?

My young master Huan, this is a demonstration, you think it's a dinner party, can you be more serious?

"Master Huan, do you want me to communicate with them?" Moratti was a little anxious.

It would be bad if this disturbed the Inter Milan ceremony.

Unexpectedly, Yang Huan shook his head, "No, let them shout, it's lively!"

lively?

Many people around felt that they were going to collapse.

What is this?

People are marching and demonstrating, but you say this is more lively?

Yang Huan was a dick in his previous life. He grew up in a third- and fourth-tier city. From childhood to adulthood, whenever there is any happy event or banquet in the community, he can see many beggars.

Yes, ordinary people like you and me, not poor people.

Except for the ragged business clothes they put on before entering the door and take off immediately after going out, they looked exactly like ordinary people in every way, or even better.

They can be in touch with the cooks and waiters, or those who rent tables and chairs, and even have their eyeliner in many places, so every move around, but any happy event, as big as a wedding, as small as a child's first birthday, etc. Yes, they are all able to receive the message.

Then they will step on the time and wait until you have a table before they are late.

What's even more outrageous is that they are very advanced, they will take a taxi, ask the driver to take them directly to the place, then stop aside and wait for them to finish their begging, and then send them back. It is estimated that it will take about half an hour.

Everyone knows these things, but there is nothing they can do about them.

Because they will make trouble, which makes you upset, and in the end you have to spend money to eliminate the disaster.

They are not afraid of the police, because the police also feel headaches when they see them, and they often make big things into small things.

Every time Yang Huan saw this situation, he would feel very depressed.

Why tolerate the behavior of these beggars again and again, and make them worse and more presumptuous?

Why can't we teach them a lesson and let them suffer a little?

Since everyone is well aware of their behavior, why can't they act in unison and resolutely not back down?

It only takes a few times, and these beggars will probably get tired of themselves, so where will they come again?

Now, in Yang Huan's eyes, this group of rioting fans is like the group of beggars he saw back then.

Taking advantage of today's rare opportunity, they came to make trouble, didn't they just hope that Inter Milan could give in to them and meet their demands?

They shouted for De Bruyne, not ugly capital, but have they forgotten who brought De Bruyne to Inter Milan? Do they understand what selling De Bruyne means to Inter Milan?

Maybe many people know it, but maybe more people don't know it.

But these are irrelevant, from the moment they appear here, they are Yang Huan's enemies

As long as it is an enemy, Yang Huan will not give up a single step.

"Marco" Yang Huan turned his head and called softly.

"Master Huan." Fasone immediately came over.

"Ritual business as usual, don't be affected by them"

Fassone also noticed that although the group of fans outside was organized, many of them didn't even know what they wanted. They just came to join in the fun and vent their dissatisfaction with the club.

For such a group of fans, it is undoubtedly more appropriate to take a cold treatment for the time being.

If they really want to make trouble, they may not have the courage.

After all, so many high-level government officials are here, and the police are not just for show.

Thinking of this, Fasone immediately obeyed the order.

Soon, the opening ceremony of the new stadium officially began.

The group of demonstrating fans below are depressed, don't wait for this to play, we are here to demonstrate, not to show you? How about you as our vase?

Let's see if we can do it? Can you take our feelings into consideration?

But no one paid any attention to them, and they didn't dare to rush in and out because the police were on the scene to maintain order.

At first, the reporters and media at the scene paid attention to them, but gradually, as the ceremony started, as the leaders began to speak, the attention of media reporters and fans gradually shifted.

This made the leaders of the fan organizations who came to the demonstration feel depressed. We have already stood in front of you, but we were ignored. You are too much

"Brothers, let's shout our slogans a little louder"

"good"

Ever since, they began to raise the tone of shouting slogans.

But the question is, no matter how loud this slogan is, can it be louder than the sound from the most advanced broadcasting system and speakers on the scene?

When they raised the key, the speaker also turned up the volume, trying to cover them down.

More importantly, they are human beings, not machines. How long can they last when they compete with speakers?

So, it didn't take long for fewer and fewer people shouting slogans, their voices became lower and lower, and they became more scattered, and they were quickly defeated.

As a last resort, seeing their side lose for a while, the heads of the fan organizations became depressed.

Looking at the orderly progress of the ceremony, the media reporters and fans gradually ignored their existence. They were originally relatively united, but they became more and more scattered, and their morale dropped rapidly.

The bald-headed middle-aged man in extreme 1975 saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately changed his target.

"Brothers, shout after me, we want to talk and fight for the rights of fans"

The heads of the other five major fan organizations listened, yes, a good idea

"Dialogue, we're going to talk"

"We have to talk to the management and fight for the rights of the fans"

"Yes, we are representatives of the fans, asking for dialogue"

On stage, Yang Huan couldn't help laughing after hearing Fasone's report on the latest situation.

"Dialogue? You said they want to talk?"

Master Huan has a look of disdain at this time, a group of jumping clowns, if it weren't for the fact that you surrounded Durini Street back then, and I wasn't there when your family, Master Huan, would you be making a fuss now?

"Tell them, I don't have time now, if you want to talk, just wait, if you don't wait, get out"

Fasone raised his brows, isn't this too mighty?

Just as the CEO of Inter Milan was thinking in his heart,

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