Longhai City, China, the headquarters of Yang's Group.

Yang Wenfeng sat on a soft and comfortable office chair, looking at a fax on the desk in front of him, and showed a playful smile.

The most conspicuous thing on the fax is that there are two big characters written on it, an IOU.

"Dear Mr. Yang Wenfeng, President of Yang's Group, based on the promise that you and your father Mr. Yang Baoping personally made to me before, about unconditional support for me, now I need you to fulfill part of the commitment, please remit 500 million yuan to my account within three days, if you want to break the promise, I do not rule out resorting to legal means."

The person who made the payment is not the baby son Yang Huan!

"Is this an IOU?" Yang Wenfeng pointed to the fax of the IOU, shook his head and asked the assistant with a smile.

"Where is this like an IOU, this is simply a blackmail letter, and resort to legal means, I ......"

He wanted to scold a foul word, but he felt that there was a ** part, so he forcibly held back.

Seeing that the boss, who had always been calm and capable, had such an expression and reaction, the assistant on the side forced a smile.

When he first saw this fax, he couldn't stop laughing, thinking that this little boss could really toss and be funny.

Obviously, he was short of money and asked his father for money, but he said that he seemed to be breaking the law by not giving him money!

Although Yang Wenfeng does not support Yang Huan to go out to start a business, in front of outsiders, he wants to do his best to protect his son.

"What has he been investing in lately? Short of money? Yang Wenfeng asked.

"After the small owner arrived in the UK, he attracted a lot of attention, bought Southampton, and spent 15 million pounds, but on the first day he took over the team, he fired the head coach, and I heard that he also scolded other people for English football is rubbish, so that now the whole of England is in turmoil, and they are protesting."

When Yang Wenfeng heard this, he thought to himself, this is indeed like Yang Huan's style, this kid is a troublemaker.

"Nothing else, my personal secretary, Miss Zhang Ning, called me and asked me to look for a reputable construction company, saying that I was going to build a new training base and invest 30 million pounds."

"The little boss went to Argentina in the past two days and bought a man named James? Rodriguez's player, who spent six million pounds. ”

The assistant read to Wen Jiàn in his hand, "Oh, by the way, the little boss also bought a Chinese restaurant called Jinhan Palace, saying that he would invest a sum of money to rectify and renovate, and it is still in the research stage." ”

"Football? Chinese restaurant? Yang Wenfeng was a little puzzled, "What does it matter?" ”

The assistant also smiled wryly, "I asked Miss Zhang Ning, and Miss Zhang said that the little boss doesn't like Western food, and said that he would buy a Chinese restaurant to facilitate his three meals a day." At the end of the day, he didn't know what expression he was supposed to give.

The same is true for Yang Wenfeng, buying a Chinese restaurant and spending hundreds of thousands of pounds to rectify and renovate it, just for three meals a day?

He, a father, is not so extravagant!

"Actually, Miss Zhang mentioned that this Chinese restaurant has a lot of potential, and I think that the small boss said that it is for three meals a day, in fact, I think it may be an excuse, the real reason is that in recent years, our country has been encouraging the export of soft power, and Chinese restaurants are not the embodiment of our soft power?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Wenfeng doesn't understand very well, he does a lot of business, but there is no catering.

"Chinese restaurants have been unsatisfactory overseas in recent years, but as the world's three major cuisines, Chinese food has always been very popular with consumers overseas, and the potential consumer groups are still very wide, and in the past overseas, our Chinese food has always been a low-end route, I think that the small boss wants to take the high-end route, very visionary."

Yang Wenfeng didn't expect it, especially listening to the assistant's analysis, it seemed to make some sense.

When foreign Western food enters China, it has become high-end and high-end, but why is it that when Chinese food goes overseas, more of them take the low-end route?

"It's kind of interesting, you immediately arrange manpower, make more preparations in this regard, and provide him with more information and advice."

When the assistant heard this, he immediately nodded, this was a perfect opportunity to hug the thick thigh of the little boss, "I know, boss." ”

"Also, send him the money, and then sue him, next time I write an IOU, don't write it like a fucking blackmail letter!"

When the assistant heard this, he laughed with a pop.

Yang Wenfeng also laughed, he was a little looking forward to it, wanting to see what kind of fame this bastard could make in Europe.

Although he has always felt that his son is not capable enough, in fact, who is not a father who does not want his son to become a dragon?

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Yang Huan didn't know what his father was thinking at this moment, because he was secretly looking at the beauty.

The small press conference hall at St Mary's in Southampton was now overcrowded with people from twenty or thirty newspapers and television stations from Britain and Europe.

But in a small space of less than 100 square meters, dozens of heads gathered, there is a dazzling landscape.

Some people joke that from the first time a man looks at a woman's part, you can know the man's character.

At first glance, it was a normal man; Look at the chest, that's a pervert; Look at the legs, that's a pervert; Look at the buttocks, that's an old pervert.

If you look at the feet, you have a special fetish.

Yang Huan is a very normal man, but he is a little, so the first thing he looks at is his chest.

This also has something to do with what she is wearing, the white shirt has a slight neckline, and with the two towering balls, it can attract the attention of all men at the first time.

It's just that this woman is a little cold, cold.

Yang Huan secretly looked at the golden beauty outside, and then looked at Zhang Ning beside him, comparing in his heart, who is bigger?

Zhang Ning felt Yang Huan's evil eyes, glared at him viciously, and couldn't wait to just take something and smash him to death.

"I said, Zhang Ning, do you have 34C?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Zhang Ning turned his head sideways to look elsewhere, pretending not to hear, how can he say such a private question?

"Probably not!" Yang Huan sighed twice, with a very affirmative tone, "It's smaller than her, and the one outside is at least 35d." ”

Zhang Ning looked at his disdainful appearance, and said hatefully, "How do you know that I don't?" ”

"That's it!" Yang Huan laughed.

Therefore, no matter how tall this girl is, she still cares about her body proportions.

Zhang Ning knew that he had been fooled, so he snorted coldly and did not speak.

"I didn't see it, it's not small!" Yang Huan stared at Zhang Ning's chest, and there was an urge to experience it with his own hands.

Zhang Ning felt his eyes, his face turned red, and he turned his head and didn't dare to look at him again.

This big pervert is too disagreeable, in front of a girl, discussing the size is too much!

At this time, Sun Yue walked in, and Zhang Ning immediately slipped away, "It's okay here, I'll go to Jinhan Palace to have a look." ”

Seeing Zhang Ningfei running away, Sun Yue was envious and strange, "Young Master Huan, what's wrong with her?" ”

Regarding the relationship between Yang Huan and Zhang Ning, Sun Yue has always felt very strange.

They live in a double room in the hotel, but the relationship is not like a couple, but like an enemy, but Zhang Ning is obedient to Yang Huan, and he can't figure out what the relationship between the two is.

"I'm jealous!" Yang Huan smiled faintly and continued to look out through the gap.

Sun Yue followed his line of sight, and now the golden beauty that Yang Huan was looking at was also the focus of attention of countless men in the audience.

"Oh, it's her."

"You know?"

Sun Yue nodded, "When I gave the gift just now, there was her signature, the reporter of the Southern Echo, Charlene?" Lahri. ”

"Hehe, Young Master Huan, I still have her phone here."

When Yang Huan heard this, he turned his head sideways and stared at Sun Yue with ill intentions.

Sun Yue was stared at by Yang Huan like this, and he was a little panicked, could it be that he made a mistake in the sycophant? Could it be that the young master is an innocent little boy?

"Am I like that kind of person?" Yang Huan asked very seriously.

Sun Yue immediately accompanied the smiling face, "No, Young Master Huan is a decent gentleman, how can he be lustful?" ”

"Hmm!" Yang Huan accepted the compliment with peace of mind, "Go back and give me her phone number." ”

Sun Yue almost fell headlong, his young master is really ......

"She's 100 percent mixed-race, and the British soil can't raise beauties of this quality."

Yang Huan is very confident in his ability to appreciate beauties, and in his previous life, he didn't know how many beautiful stars in Europe, America, Japan, South Korea and his own country he had passed, which further increased his high requirements for beauties.

Those beauties who are a little average, or flawed, Yang Huan definitely can't look down on them.

This Charlene? Lahri is different from ordinary British beauties, she does not have the thick and hard lines of British beauties, on the contrary, the contours of one of her faces are very soft, and her facial features are matched just right, and she looks very beautiful and moving.

It's just that under the two slender willow eyebrows, a pair of amber charming eyes reveal toughness and coldness, making it difficult to approach.

It's summer now, Southampton is located in the southernmost part of the UK, the temperature is about 20 degrees during the day, and it is not hot, but the press conference hall at St. Mary's Stadium is smaller, but there are more people pouring in, and the guide is a little crowded, so it is hot.

Charlene? Lahri took the notepad and fanned the wind gently, lifting the collar of her shirt with her right hand from time to time, panting for squeamishness, which made all the men in the press conference hall can't help but look at her, but no one dared to approach her.

"The press conference hall is still small!" Yang Huan was behind, looking at the situation in the press conference hall through the gap, with some regrets.

If it were a little bigger, it should be more comfortable.

At least it can make these reporters and TV station personnel more comfortable.

"Actually, Young Master Huan, not only is the press conference hall small, but even our stadium is small."

Sun Yue seemed to have complained for a long time, "Also, it's not just that the stadium is small, I think we are small for everything, even the office is small, I can't find someone to run errands, and I have to go to buy them a gift myself." ”

Yang Huan turned his head sideways and looked at this guy who didn't know when he became pampered and complained, "I said, are you a young master, or am I a young master?" ”

When Sun Yue heard this, he immediately laughed, "Of course, you are the young master, and I should go to run errands." ”

"However, Master Huan, it's nothing for me to run errands, but you think, we are understaffed, and it is difficult to do our best to do things, there are only two people in the entire marketing and public relations department, one wants to listen to the phone, and I am the only one left, and it is difficult to reach out if I have ambitions!"

Yang Huan thought about it, and it made sense, look at those big companies, marketing departments and public relations departments, which one is not full of talents?

"Well, then you go back and look at the situation and recruit a few, you have to be that kind of clever and able to do things."

"Understood!" Sun Yue agreed with a smile.

Nikolai at this time? Cortez walked over.

"Young Master Huan, the preparations are almost complete, everyone is here, you can start."

"Nikolai, have you given all the little gifts?" Yang Huan asked with concern.

Nikolai? Cortez nodded, "I arranged for someone to send it, there was no leakage, in fact, there is no need for everyone to send it, just send those few team leaders?" Besides, gifts are also expensive. ”

"Expensive?" Yang Huan laughed when he heard it, "I scolded him just now for buying cheaply, it's too picky." ”

Nikolai? Cortez's heart almost shattered into a QR code.

Although the relationship between the team and the media is interdependent in recent years, the media is actually more dependent on the team.

Especially in the United Kingdom, the whole country is full of fans, and the hottest topic is football, and even after those current affairs and political topics, this has caused all the media, newspapers and TV stations to scramble for football resources.

So, now it should be the media holding the football team.

But why did Yang Huan turn around?

But Nikolai? Cortez has gradually come to grips with his boss's character.

Yang Huan strives to do everything he wants, and as for how much money he spends, he never cares about it.

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