"Extra, extra, Atletico Madrid's asking price is too high, Chelsea will attack Manchester United, 60 million pounds to bring in Rooney!"

When Huang Ying was strolling on the way to the office, she couldn't help but smile when she heard the childish voice of a child selling newspapers from the newsstand loudspeaker from a distance.

I believe that anyone who hears this voice will can't help but think of the image of a newsboy shuttling through the crowd of passengers in front of the train station in the steam era, and the idea of wanting to contribute a newspaper will come to mind.

Unlike most of London's boring newsstands, this is a very interesting newsstand.

The kiosk looks like a curved box made of shutters, the outer shell is made of plastic and faded fiberglass, and the top floor is a row of windows that allow sunlight to enter the kiosk during the day and the lights from the kiosk to the road outside at night.

It is very interesting to be energy-efficient and environmentally friendly, and it can bring convenience to pedestrians at night.

The structure of the kiosk is somewhat similar to the stepped design of the stands of a football field, so that anyone standing in front of the kiosk sales desk can have a clear view of all the newspapers and magazines in the kiosk.

The newsstand was run by a young and handsome Englishman, twenty-four or five years old, standing in the business desk, warmly greeting the endless stream of customers at the door of the store, and from time to time he was familiar with them for a word or two.

In the UK, reading newspapers is a very traditional pastime.

It has even been said that the British can tolerate not going to the pub for beer, but they must not be able to bear not reading the newspaper.

Not even for a day!

And interestingly, although the Internet is so developed and tablets are already very common, the habit of the vast majority of people in the UK is still to read newspapers.

It is as if they read newspapers not just to get news and information, but more of a habit.

One by one, customers bought the newspapers they were used to reading and left.

"Hello, give me a copy of the Southern Echo, thank you!" Huang Ying handed over a coin.

As soon as the handsome British guy in the newsstand heard this crisp female voice, he suddenly raised his head, and the moment Huang Ying arrived, his eyes immediately lit up, full of excitement, "Miss Huang, when did you come back?" ”

Huang Ying smiled, "It's been two or three days since I came back." ”

"Oh!" The lad was visibly disappointed.

It's been two or three days since they've been back, and he's only met her today!

There were many customers who bought newspapers around and looked at them with a smile, and they could see at a glance that this young man's face was full of something called ** Mu.

Huang Ying was stared at by everyone, a little shy, her face was slightly red, and she happened to see a Southern Echo newspaper on the business desk, and picked it up, "Come, give you money!" ”

"No, no!" The British lad reached out to block it.

"Yes!" Huang Ying is also very stubborn, and always feels that giving money is tantamount to drawing a clear line.

"Miss Huang, you designed this newsstand for me, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have been able to run this newsstand, so how could I still collect money from you?" The British lad was immediately in a hurry.

When everyone around heard it, it turned out that there was such a thing.

No wonder, no matter how you look at this little handsome guy, he doesn't look like the kind of person with such artistic cells!

It turns out that the real master behind the scenes is still this little oriental girl.

Selling newspapers is really a hard job in England, you have to open the kiosk at six o'clock every morning and wait for the newspaper truck, and you have to sell it late at night, and you have to sell twenty newspapers to earn a pound.

But running a newsstand is the starting point for many young people to start a business, because the investment is small and the income is stable.

It's like the newsstand where Huang Ying is located, the place is well chosen, the traffic is large, the young man is enthusiastic, and the way the newsstand is operated is so distinctive, it attracts a lot of customers, so the daily sales are also considerable, and at least more than 1,000 pounds a month can be earned, which is quite good.

"Oh, if that's the case, you really can't take money!"

"Yes, how can I still take your money, little girl!"

"The little girl knows so much at a young age, she must be engaged in design, right?"

"Young man, you have the courage to pick up girls these days!"

"Yes, I think this little girl is good, and she looks so beautiful, if you don't work harder, I'm afraid I'm going to be robbed!"

Huang Ying stood there, listening to the more and more the group of them talked, the more unkind they became, and they were so ashamed that they couldn't go into the hole.

Just as she turned to leave, the British young man suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Huang, I remember, not long ago, someone from the district council came to me and asked me about this newsstand, to see if I could design a few more for them, saying that I wanted to renovate a few more old newsstands, I didn't dare to agree at that time, I just said that I wanted to ask you, you see ......"

Huang Ying had long hated to leave the scene immediately, so she didn't finish listening to it at all, so she took out a business card from her bag, put it on the business desk, and said, "You let them come to the office to find me!" ”

Then, turn around and go.

The British young man looked at Huang Ying's departing back stupidly, suddenly lost, and then looked down at the well-designed business card in front of him, he was suddenly taken aback.

Foster Architects?!

He graduated from the University of Southampton and came to London to start a business, but he was repeatedly frustrated, and later wanted to set up a newsstand, so he posted on the school's alumni forum for help, and happened to be bumped into by Huang Ying.

Huang Ying had nothing to do, so she helped him design this newsstand, and tossed out this set of business models, which helped him become an instant hit in the surrounding area, and he could be regarded as a stable source of income.

But he didn't know what Huang Ying's origin was from beginning to end, until now!

It turned out to be the architect of Foster Architects!

The young man suddenly smiled bitterly, with his own identity and status, how can he afford to climb high, he is simply ashamed of himself!

On the other side, Huang Ying finally got rid of the crowd, and also exhaled heavily, patted her towering chest gently, pouted, and secretly thought, don't take that road in the future, save yourself from trouble again!

At this moment, there was a vibration from the mobile phone in the bag.

When she took it out and looked at it, Huang Yingfen's face turned red again at the base of her ears.

What are you calling for?

Although my heart is full of coquettishness, it is sweet.

She hadn't forgotten the crazy and wonderful things that happened to her and Young Master Huan during the days of her vacation on Banana Island in Doha, and she still feels weak when she thinks about it now.

"Hey!" Huang Yingjiao answered the phone didily.

"Huang Ying, it's me!" Yang Huan's familiar voice came from the phone.

"Hmm!" Huang Ying's voice is the same as that of a mosquito, and she is still very shy.

"Eh, let me tell you, come to Southampton for a while."

Hearing Young Master Huan's serious tone, Huang Ying forgot to be shy, "What's wrong?" ”

"There's a hurry!"

"Urgent? What's the urgency? ”

"It's a hurry, it's urgent, you will regret it if you don't come!"

"Really? What the hell is going on? ”

Yang Huan laughed, "The bed you designed has been delivered." ”

"Oh!" Huang Ying still didn't turn the corner.

However, Young Master Huan's next sentence almost made her lose her phone.

"I'm thinking, I have to find someone to try it, to see if this bed is good or not, whether it is durable, it is impossible for our distinguished guests in the presidential suite of the seven-star undersea hotel to sleep on that kind of garbage bed, you say?"

Speaking of this, Young Master Huan was another groaning laughter, which was terrifying.

"So, I thought of you for the first time, you designed it, and no one in the world knows this bed better than you!"

"Test the bed?" Huang Ying immediately thought of certain aspects, and her whole person became soft.

"Yes, don't think crookedly, I am in line with the fact that the customer is God, in order to give the hotel guests the most noble and perfect enjoyment and experience, so I decided to try it myself, and as a designer, this is also your obligation."

Huang Ying wanted to say, young master, can you stop being so aggrieved?

Also, are you an unspoken rule?

But in the end, she couldn't help but didn't dare to ask, because she swore that the thickness of Young Master Huan's face would definitely be very, very righteous and awe-inspiring, and he would answer in a righteous and strict manner, count!

"How? Are you here or not? You'll regret it if you don't come! ”

Huang Ying pursed her lips, what else could she do?

"If you want to go, you have to go back to the company first, and I originally made an appointment with Norman to talk about the design of the Qatar stadium."

"Norman?" When Yang Huan heard this, he immediately smiled, "That's right, he's on his way to Southampton." ”

"Huh?" Huang Ying didn't expect it.

It doesn't seem that simple, but what is the situation?

Why did even Lord Norman Foster go?

"Okay, I won't say more, come over quickly, I'll wait for you!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Huan hung up the phone, leaving Huang Ying alone, staring at the phone in a daze.

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Meanwhile, upstairs in the Southern Echo editorial office, in an off-site studio office, Charlene Lahri is busy.

It's a transfer period now, so every issue of her self-media program will have a content about transfer secrets outside the venue, and since its release, it has been immediately popular with the majority of viewers and fans, and the click rate has been rising, and the influence has spread rapidly.

But that will require Charlene Lahri to keep a close eye on every movement in the transfer market.

"I received news that Atletico Madrid rejected Bayern Munich and Chelsea for the transfer of Mandzukic, and Soriano has stated that without 60 million euros, no one can expect to take Mandzukic from Atletico Madrid."

"Sixty million euros?"

Charlene Lahri laughed as soon as she heard the number.

She immediately remembered someone, Yang Huan!

Soriano's generosity, is really the style of Young Master Huan, tens of millions at every turn, is it really money or not?

'Both Chelsea and Bayern Munich have shifted their targets, with sources suggesting Chelsea are targeting Napoli's Edinson Cavani and Manchester United's Wayne Rooney, but the former is estimated to be more likely.

Charlene Lahri also thinks it makes sense.

If Chelsea were really interested in Wayne Rooney, they would have done so long ago.

In the past few years, all kinds of rumors, in the final analysis, Rooney's agent is too powerful.

"What about Bayern Munich?"

"The Bundesliga squad has always been very careful with their money, and according to the information we have received, it is likely to be Lewandowski from Dortmund, but we can't say exactly for the time being."

The transfer market is constantly changing, who knows exactly what will happen tomorrow?

Charlene Lahri herself is a journalist herself, so she understands the group of people under her control.

"In a few days, it will be the International Champions Cup in North America, this is our first time in the United States, although we have the support of Miracle Media, but we also have to be fully prepared."

When everyone heard this, they nodded in agreement.

"Also, those who stay in Southampton must keep a close eye on the transfer movements."

It was only after everyone had solemnly agreed again that Charlene Rahry waved her hand and motioned for them to get busy.

When the crowd dispersed, she picked up her phone on the desktop and saw a text message.

"Urgently invite a test girl, aged eighteen to twenty-eight years old, requires good looks, sincere service attitude, cold and arrogant under the bed, enthusiastic and unrestrained on the bed, please call, do not regret it!"

As soon as Charlene Lahri saw this text message, she took a sip directly.

It's too much!

I even want to accompany him to try the bed?

Don't regret it?

I......

Wait, isn't it......

(Thinker)