Football giants

Chapter 209 Let's try

"Who is it?" Nicola Cortes asked Zhao Yuanfang strangely.

"Yes, Lao Zhao, who did you think of?" Sun Yue was also curious.

Zhao Yuanfang chuckled, and really wanted to pretend to be B and slow down the pace a bit, to enjoy this kind of rush that was admired by his colleagues, but when he felt the eyes of this group of people killing pigs, he withered.

Who made him the most junior and hard to offend?

"Kevin Kelly!"

Zhang Ning nodded, "The founding editor-in-chief of Wired Magazine, a famous Internet guru."

She also knew some things about Kevin Kelly, but not very deeply.

"What does Master Huan's thoughts have to do with Kevin Kelly?" Sun Yue was surprised.

Could it be that the thing that Master Huan thought up casually by patting his head really has business logic?

Zhao Yuanfang smiled wryly, "I don't know either!"

"Then what are you talking about!" Sun Yue almost punched him.

It made the brothers all look forward to it, dare you fool us to have a good time, right?
"But I know that Kevin Kelly once said this in his book. He said that a thousand die-hard fans can support an artist." Zhao Yuanfang thought it was a coincidence.

Yang Huan proposed to accept [-] members, and Kevin Kelly also said [-] die-hard fans.

It won't matter here, right?

"And then?" Sun Yue continued to ask patiently.

"Actually, the die-hard fans that Kevin Kelly refers to mean that no matter what work you create, they are willing to pay for it, and even drive two hundred kilometers to support it."

"Continue!" Zhang Ning was also interested now.

"According to him, too many die-hard fans is not good, because it can't form a healthy interaction, can't carry out effective mutual cooperation and resource matching, so a thousand is the best. Of course, when it develops well in the future, with rules, there can be more."

Nicola Cortez didn't understand, "What the hell does this mean?"

"It means that Master Huan wants to gather a thousand die-hard fans of Southampton, and they are the kind of fans who have money, ability and resources. Who knows what to do with this group of fans?"

Kesh Harris still didn't understand, "But why do people join your meeting? One hundred thousand pounds? Is it true that rich people open their own banks? Even if you print your own money, you have to wait until it dries up, right?"

Zhao Yuanfang was delighted when she heard it, "This is the interesting part, at first glance, there is nothing, right?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

"But if we go deeper, we can find out that as long as these thousand fans pay the membership fee every year, they will be permanent members. No matter how many more members there are in Southampton in the future, they will be the oldest group of core members. They will always have their exclusive position in the chairman's stand of St. Mary's Stadium!"

When Zhao Yuanfang said this, everyone really thought it was a bit interesting.

"Kash said that the members paid a membership fee of [-] pounds, which is a lot, for us, but for those wealthy second generations, it may be just their pocket money for a month, or even a week."

"The [-] pounds was designed very knowledgeably. If it is too much, the second generation of rich people will not want to pay it, nor can they afford it. If it is too little, people will treat it as a joke and will not pay attention to it. This will not motivate the members. Only in this way can they pay more attention."

When everyone heard Zhao Yuanfang's analysis, hey, it really makes sense.

"Think about it again, Southampton is very attractive among young people now, what is it based on?"

"Word of mouth! Interaction and attention on social networks! The club's crazy attacking football! Coupled with the strength of our low-level league teams to beat the Premier League team, this in itself makes us very attractive to young people."

"Young Master Huan wants to use this kind of word of mouth, culture and compulsion to bring together a group of wealthy second generations with similar interests, cognitions and values, to interact, communicate, collaborate and infect, and then form an effect!"

"Look at Real Madrid. The business seats at the Bernabeu Stadium are the gathering place for Spanish political and business celebrities, and the boxes at Arsenal's Emirates Stadium are the paradise for the rich in London!"

"But they never thought about kneading this group of people into a ball!"

Having said that, Zhao Yuanfang felt that it was time to draw a conclusion.

"I think, Master Huan is going to do something that no one has ever done in the history of the football world!"

Zhao Yuanfang didn't think so much at first, but the more he talked, the more he felt it made sense.

According to previous thinking, every step of Master Huan must have a deep meaning.

So now, after careful scrutiny, it is really not easy.

I have to say that what he said was really bluffing.

At least a few people present were bluffed by him.

"But, there is a problem!" Kesh Harris felt reasonable, very, very reasonable.

"what is the problem?"

"Can Southampton attract these thousand rich second-generation members?"

What a high-end atmosphere and class, what a hype, but the crux of the problem is, will people buy it?
When Kesh Harris asked such a question, no one present could answer it.

Southampton is really hot right now!
I believe that after the upset of the FA Cup final tonight, tomorrow's media all over the world will make more hype, and it is bound to be even hotter than it is now.

But the question is, can a thousand die-hard fans make up this number?

"Try it!" Zhao Yuanfang had no idea.

Sun Yue also shrugged helplessly, "Master Huan often said, no matter how much you think, it's better to go out and do it, try it!"

Nicola Cortez also sighed, "Then try it!"

Kesh Harris saw that the three right-hand men around Yang Huan wanted to try, so what else could he say.

"Just try it!"

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No one knew that behind this seemingly lively and successful celebration banquet, such a money-grabbing plan was still conspiring.

Yang Huan didn't know that his subordinates had studied and figured out so much behind their backs.

He was the absolute protagonist at the celebration banquet, drinking and toasting with the guests who came to congratulate him, he was very happy.

Excited, he simply asked the people from Wangjiang Pavilion to invite the reporters outside to drink and eat.

It's not good for us to eat and drink inside, but let them drink the northwest wind outside, right?

Yang Huan's move was immediately supported by this group of hardworking reporters.

These days, who else is willing to treat their paparazzi so well?

Such a good person, he would feel ashamed if he didn't praise him to death in the newspaper!

The atmosphere of the whole celebration banquet was very warm.

Especially the players from Southampton, who have endured a season of hardships, can finally let go of their arms this time, drink heavily, and eat large pieces of meat. There is only one word for that feeling, cool!

When the climax came, they even simply washed the FA Cup trophy, poured it directly into beer, and drank it in big gulps.

At the end of the drink, this group of guys were all dissolute, drunk and unconscious.

Seeing them like this, it doesn't look like they can go back to Southampton.

With a big wave of his hand, Yang Huan immediately asked people to book a room at the nearest five-star Hilton Kensington Hotel, one room for each of the guests, and then asked them to send this group of guys who were obviously drunk to the point of immaturity.

He asked for a presidential suite himself.

"I'll wait for you upstairs!"

As soon as he walked into the hotel, Yang Huan leaned close to Zhang Ning's ear and whispered something.

Looking at Yang Huan's handsome back after turning around and leaving, Zhang Ning's ears turned red.

How does this guy remember?
And he said it in front of Huang Ying and Lin Yuner, I don't know if they heard it or not.

"Sister Zhang Ning, what did Master Huan tell you?" Lin Yuner asked curiously.

Obviously, Huang Ying was also curious.

Looking at their expressions, Zhang Ning probably didn't hear them, so he felt relieved.

"It's nothing, let me wait and do something."

When it comes to doing something, her tone is full of guilt.

She didn't know what was going on in her heart, and she didn't know what was going to happen tonight.

Although it was agreed, what if he wants to force it?
At least Zhang Ning knew that if Yang Huan insisted, she would have no choice but to refuse.

But she was unwilling, because she didn't want to become a burden in Yang Huan's heart.

She understands Yang Huan's character, and also understands Yang Huan's feelings for her. Once there is a relationship, he will definitely not obey the opinions of his family.

But she had to think about Yang Huan.

With his identity and background, he should find a girl of the right family to marry.

If he married her, Yang Huan would only be ridiculed and pointed at by others for the rest of his life.

She doesn't want that.

If you love him, you want to give him the best and make him happy forever!
This made Zhang Ning hesitate outside Yang Huan's door for a long time, she didn't dare to open the door because she was afraid!
Just when she was hesitating, the hotel waiter came over curiously.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Zhang Ning was startled with a guilty conscience, and immediately pointed to Yang Huan's room, "I'm looking for him!"

So, quickly open the door and go in.

Zhang Ning entered the door vigorously and locked it with his backhand. Zhang Ning was still panting.

With a gentle pat, she panicked and was in a mess.

Without any strength, he could only lean his back against the door.

The presidential suite is not small, but it is not big.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see the living room and bedroom at a glance, and there is also the faint sound of taking a shower.

bath?

Zhang Ning couldn't help thinking of a sentence Yang Huan once said jokingly.

Wash it up and wait for me on the bed!

This made her face blush again.

My whole body is like a fire, hot and scalding, and I always feel that many sensitive parts of my body are itchy.

This feeling is very strange, she has never experienced it before.

"Who is it?" Yang Huan shouted inside.

Zhang Ning did not dare to answer.

"Don't talk, I'm coming out!"

Zhang Ning suddenly panicked, "Me!"

"Oh!"

Then there was no sound again.

This made Zhang Ning breathe a sigh of relief.

If this guy rushed out like this, then...

An image of Yang Huan without clothes appeared in her mind.

But this thought made her feel ashamed, wishing she could slap her ears hard.

Damn girl, what are you thinking about?

With a creak, the bathroom door opened.

Yang Huan came out with a bath towel wrapped around his waist.

Perhaps because of his insistence on swimming every day, he maintains a good figure, no fat, and he has six-pack abs.

"The handsome guy is out of the bath, are you blind?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Zhang Ning's face turned red again, and he spat viciously, "Who is looking at you?"

"Don't watch?" Yang Huan pretended to be depressed, "My body is so good that I can't arouse your interest. It seems that I can only use my unique skills and use my ultimate skills!"

With that said, Yang Huan stretched out his hand to untie the towel knot around his waist.

This immediately scared Zhang Ning into a scream, and hid in the bathroom as if flying.

"Hey, wash it up, don't come out if you can't wash it clean!"

After finishing speaking, he happily wiped his body, humming a ditty while wiping.

"You are my little apple, no matter how much I love you, your little red face warms my heart and lights up the flames of my life..."

Zhang Ning in the bathroom almost collapsed when he heard it.

This pervert still wants to sing?
But soon, Yang Huan's urging sound came from outside again.

"Hurry up, I'll go to bed and wait for you, hurry up!"

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