406. Chapter 406: Is There a Difference?
80_80813 Yang Huan really didn't expect it, Mike? When Ashley was leaving, he followed up with Abramovich who came to the door.
Interestingly, the puffing Mike? Ashley obviously didn't give Abramovich a good look, snorted coldly, scolded bad luck, and then took the lead to go upstairs.
made Abramovich also depressed, you girl, I didn't offend you, why did you come like this?
The sharp-eyed Abramovich also noticed Yang Huan who stood up at once, and then looked at Peter? Kenyon's face suddenly became gloomy.
He was quite possessive, and he didn't allow employees who had been fired by him to go elsewhere.
But there is a premise, and that is not to let him see it.
Can Peter? Kenyon not only went elsewhere, but also switched to his sworn enemy Yang Huan.
What's wrong?
As soon as I returned to the Premier League, I couldn't wait to put Peter? Kenyon pulled it out and made an appearance, didn't he be angry?
Lao Tzu just won't let you get your wish, I'll laugh at you!
"Haha, Mr. Yang Huan!" Abramovich greeted him with a smile.
This makes Mike waiting for the elevator to go upstairs? Ashley's hatred in his heart.
You're still smiling, seeing that Lao Tzu is in a bad mood?
You laugh and laugh, and you deliberately laugh so loudly in front of me?
Are you trying to get along with me?
In fact, Newcastle and Chelsea originally had no grudges, and 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 European leagues, but the difference is big.
Southampton won the Europa League last season, and the scenery is unlimited, but what about the income?
More than 10 million, which is less than the income of the team that lost all six games in 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? Can Ashley not hate?
"Sooner or later, I'll clean you up!"
As soon as the elevator arrives, Mike? Ashley stepped into the elevator and viciously left 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?
Please, can you figure it out?
He is the one who has sinned against me!
Abramovich wanted to defend himself, but Yang Huan continued.
"Mr. Ashley came to help me just now!"
"He helps you?" Abramovich was stunned, this dead fat man wouldn't be here to be a traitor, right?
Niang Xipi, if you dare to be a traitor, Lao Tzu will definitely let the team ******!
"yes, I don't know which turtle bastard recently criticized us at the Premier League summit for advertising on our shirts, so that I came to a meeting now, as if I was going to court!"
Abramovich's face is hot, isn't that turtle bastard you talking about?
Oh no, you're the turtle bastard!
"Hey, you also know, I have a small profit, I can only rely on some advertisements to feed such a large number of stars, if I don't let me advertise, how can our team live? Bankrupt tomorrow! ”
Abramovich thought to himself, I wish you were bankrupt now!
Raising so many stars and making it so sè, you deserve to go bankrupt!
It's okay if you're bankrupt, I'll just pack up your Neymar and Stroman!
"Actually, it's okay if you don't let me advertise, but the question is, my contract has been signed, and I tear up the contract without authorization, so how much do I have to pay?" Yang Huan's face was sad.
Peter on the side? Kenyon looked at his nose and nose, and forced the smile in his heart.
Our young master Huan is too good at rippling, the black can be said to be white, and the dead can be said to be alive.
Abramovich secretly thought, how much money do you lose, it's my business, I still wish you would pay more, and I will lose you!
"How many contracts did you sign?"
"In addition to the two main sponsorship contracts of Adidas and Qatar Airways, I have signed five other contracts."
"Five copies?" Abramovich was taken aback, "Didn't you say three?" ”
Aren't the cuffs on the sides, the left and right hems and the back neckline in triples?
"That's wrong, we signed two more six months ago, one for the front and back hem, and one for the inside of the jersey!"
Abramovich was secretly shocked in his heart, this Southampton's business operation ability is too strong, right?
You can even advertise on the inside of your jersey?
Isn't it a goal to pull up to see?
You're all in time for Barcelona!
"I calculated at the beginning of the year that the liquidated damages for the five contracts would be at least 200 million pounds!"
"Two hundred million pounds?" Abramovich was taken aback again.
How much sponsorship do you have? How long has it been signed? Such a high liquidated damages?
Peter? Kenyon didn't speak all the time, he was funny in his heart, it was obviously three parts, and they were all his own company, but Young Master Huan was so open-mouthed.
However, it's all flickering anyway, and it's okay to flicker a little bigger.
It's all at this time, is there a difference between three and five?
"Hey, that's why you're so embarrassed!" Yang Huan sat back on the dining chair depressed.
Abramovich's mind turned, okay, it's easy to do it if you're embarrassed, come to my brother and me for help if you're embarrassed!
"Mr. Yang Huan, in fact, this matter is indeed quite tricky, but it is not without a solution."
"Oh?" Yang Huan suddenly became energetic.
"Actually...... It's ......" Abramovich stopped talking, "Forget it, there's a chance, let's talk slowly, the meeting is about to start, I have to hurry up!" ”
Pretending to be the boss of the Premier League chairman's summit.
Looking at the back of Abramovich leaving, Yang Huan couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart.
This guy just wants to go to the door by himself and beg him for help!
Peter? Kenyon and Yang Huan nodded tacitly, looked at the time, and reminded, "Young Master Huan, it's almost." ”
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When Yang Huan arrived, the elevator came.
Abramovich rate and Marina? Granovskia walked in, and Yang Huan and the three followed.
As soon as they turned around after entering, they saw Tottenham Hotspur's CEO Daniel? Levy walked over.
As soon as this guy saw the elevator, he quickly caught up with him.
But 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 for it and press the door open button.
The elevator doors slowly open again, Daniel? Levy appeared at the door, glaring at Abramovich.
Ever since Chelsea's forcible poaching of Arneson broke out, he has hated the Russians to the core.
"Master Huan, wait for the Premier League President's Summit, our Tottenham Hotspur must be on the side of Southampton, and we will never let the conspiracy of some villains succeed!"
Yang Huan was amused in his heart, and immediately looked at Abramovich.
The Russian's face remained unchanged, as if it was not aimed at him.
Ahem, why bother?
When is the time for retribution?
The elevator quickly takes you to the eighth floor, which is the very top floor of the Landmark Hotel.
There were waiters waiting outside for a long time, and as soon as they saw them coming, they immediately made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time pointed out 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 inside from the outside, this room is large, spacious, and bright.
On the side facing Marylebone Road, the glass curtain wall is designed to let in very good light and you can easily see the outside view, especially Hyde Park in the distance.
When the people sitting inside heard the sound of the door opening, they all looked over in unison, and saw Yang Huan with Peter? Kenyon appeared at the same time as Roman Abramovich and Tottenham chief executive Levy.
This made many people present a little curious, how did they come across it?
So coincidentally at the same time? Or is it an appointment?
"Hello, Richard!"
"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan!"
Richard? Scudmore took a few steps forward and shook hands with Yang Huan, followed by Peter? Kenyon and Abramovich, one by one, shook hands.
He was the planner of the round table and the CEO of the Premier League, but in reality, he was like a butler, and even on such occasions, he had little say and was more like a spectator.
"Hi David!" After Yang Huan swept around, he didn't expect that FA President David? Bernstein was also in attendance.
"Hi my friend!" Bernstein was depressed.
In front of this group of capital tycoons, he is just a pitiful worm, and no one cares about him at all.
In this room, he is not the chairman of the FA at all, he is just a spectator, a will of the owners of the Premier League, a communicator between the FA, nothing more, not even a part of talking.
Therefore, as soon as he heard Yang Huan greet him, this lovely old man immediately smiled and gave Yang Huan enough face.
The reason why the round table is called a round table is because there is no distinction between high and low rankings here.
Throughout the large round table, the bosses' seats are arranged according to the first letter of the club's name.
If you complain about your bad position, okay, you change your name!
The first letter of Southampton is S, and the location is very good, just on the side of the glass curtain wall, sitting on a chair, slightly sideways, you can see the scenery outside.
According to the rules, Yang Huan is here, Peter? Kenyon was not qualified to sit at the round table.
Therefore, his position is behind Yang Huan.
Interestingly, sitting to Yang Huan's left is the owner of the Queens Park Rangers, Tony? Fernandez.
He also has an identity, the owner of Air Asia, a Malaysian.
He's a guy who always smiles, a bit like Tiger Woods.
Tony? Fernandez is Norwich's majority shareholder Delia? Smith.
She used to be a barber but became an icon of the whole country because of a cooking show, teaching Britons how to cook for the past three decades, and is the first lady of the culinary world.
But for Norwich, which she is in charge of, the outside world has always been full of curiosity, because Delia? Smith's total worth is only 15 million pounds, which is not enough to run a football team.
To the right of Yang Huan is the owner of the Stoke City team, England's richest man Peter? Cortez, who started out in the gambling business, is worth £750 million, and his bookmaker is also a sponsor of many teams in the middle and lower reaches of the Premier League.
And then there's the American boss of Black Cat Sunderland, Ellis? Schott, a former senior executive at General Electric, later founded the private equity fund Lone Star Fund, with total assets of more than $15 billion.
He is also worth two billion pounds.
It can be said that almost all of the people sitting here are well-known super-rich people from all walks of life.
After Yang Huan sat down, he glanced back and forth, left and right, and found that everyone had almost arrived.
There is still a vacant seat next to Manchester City chairman Hosni Mubarak.
The name plate on the table is printed with the Manchester United team crest, which belongs to David? Jill's seat.
And as soon as he thought so, there was another knock on the door.
As soon as the door opened, you saw David? Jill walked in with a smile on her face.
This time, everyone has finally arrived!