Football giants

Chapter 293 Anyway, I Believe!

When Yang Huan led Zhuang Ziqing, Long Wu and Feng Jiu to the chairman's stand of Wembley Stadium, the whole Wembley Stadium was already crowded with people and the sound was overwhelming.

Wembley Stadium, which can accommodate [-] fans, can be said to be almost full.

When Yang Huan appeared in the stands, he was immediately noticed by the Saints fans. Immediately, all [-] Saints fans chanted Yang Huan's name in unison, which showed how much he is favored by this team.

And what about Yang Huan?

He just smiled lightly, waved to the fans around him, and walked over.

"Master Huan! Miss Zhuang!"

Both Sun Yue and Nicola Cortez came forward.

When they saw Zhuang Ziqing, they were a little surprised.

The last time I saw her, she was here for work, but when she turned around, she was about to become her own boss.

"Members are here, hurry up and make arrangements!" Yang Huan instructed.

Sun Yue and the two immediately nodded in agreement.

"Master Huan, just now Mr. Bernstein told me to invite you to the royal box."

Yang Huan laughed, "I guess Abramovich may be thinking about me!"

Both Sun Yue and Nicola Cortes smiled.

It's really unlucky for Abramovich to meet our young master Jiahuan!
Yang Huan led Zhuang Ziqing along the aisle of the stands, and walked directly to the royal box.

As soon as he emerged, he was looking around.

As a result, no trace of Abramovich was seen.

"What are you looking for?" When Prince William saw him, he immediately stood up with a smile and waved.

"Come on, there is a place reserved here!"

Yang Huan walked over with a smile.

Prince William and the other men in the box were astonished when they saw Zhuang Ziqing coming out of the passage.

When I met Zhang Ning before, I thought it was extremely beautiful, which is rare in the world.

But who would have thought that another Zhuang Ziqing would appear so soon, who was equally handsome and refined.

Even many people present had seen her at the Duke of Westminster's banquet before.

But seeing it at night is a kind of style, but seeing it during the day is even more graceful.

"Brother, you are powerful enough, have you really caught up?"

Prince William whispered gossip while shaking hands with Yang Huan.

Cow!

When we met for the first time that night, I gave him a piece of jewelry worth 1000 million pounds.

In the blink of an eye, even couples clothes were put on.

I really don't admire it!
"Admiration?" Yang Huan smiled, very proud.

"I admire!" Prince William was really convinced.

"It's not that I'm talking about you, you're afraid of your wife, you want me to teach you two tricks, and I'll keep you to train my apprentice to be obedient, so that she won't dare to stand when she's sitting, and she won't dare to go west if she's asked to go east."

Upon hearing this, Prince William frowned, "Can you?"

"Okay, why not?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, making him tremble with fright.

"No, I'm scolding him, is it plausible? How can there be a man who is afraid of his wife in this world? I respect my wife, do you know what respect is?" As he said, this guy winked at Yang Huan.

That appearance seems to be saying, Boss, I'm just showing off, don't hit me!
Yang Huan sighed inwardly, what a worthless guy!
No wonder, it is said that in school, Princess Kate performed much better than him. It is only natural that our Prince William chased after him for a long time.

Zhuang Ziqing looked at Prince William as if he was playing face-changing, which was very funny.

"He is afraid of your senior sister. If your senior sister stomps his feet, his legs will definitely go weak!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

Prince William is too busy trying to say nice things to Princess Kate.

This is the first time Zhuang Ziqing has heard that when the two appear in public, they always treat each other with respect.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be like this in private.

"Mr. Yang Huan!"

At this time, a white-haired old man in his 60s came over.

"Hey, Chairman!" Yang Huan immediately stood up.

Isn't it David Bernstein, chairman of the FA?
"Mr. Yang Huan, many people are responding to me today, saying that your new Southampton jersey violated the rules."

"Violation?" Yang Huan pretended to be stupid, "Why did you violate the rules?"

David Bernstein knew in his heart that this kind of thing had already been done, but he couldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death, right?
If you have to admit it, wouldn't that mean that the case was not tried, and you should hit [-] boards first?

"It's mainly about the sponsors. Now you have LOGOs on the cuffs, LOGOs on the back collar, and sponsors' LOGOs on both sides of the hem. The commercial atmosphere is too strong."

Yang Huan was delighted when he heard it, "Chairman, without these commercial sponsorship income, how can we support such a group of stars?"

"It was revealed that these so-called sponsors of yours are actually your own companies, especially the Calon family, which sponsors your jersey cuffs for 3000 million pounds for no reason. How can people believe it?"

Yang Huan pouted, "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway!"

David Bernstein smiled wryly. He knew that he couldn't convince the young master.

Who made the family rich and powerful?
Moreover, such things as sponsorship are really hard to say, and it is troublesome to check, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is not flattering.

If you really want to make trouble, then look at Manchester City, is such a high sponsorship fee reasonable?
Unreasonable, everyone knows there is a problem.

But if you really want to check, they have a contract and everything follows the rules, what can you find out?
Besides, on the one hand, you want to be financially healthy, and on the other hand, you don't allow others to operate in the dark. If you say everything, the team will definitely not do it.

I really want to find out, which team in the Premier League or even the entire European professional football team has no financial and operational problems?

However, as usual, we still have to talk about it.

"Chairman, there seems to be no restriction in our low-level league that we can't advertise sponsorship on the jersey, right?"

David Bernstein nodded, "There is no express rule."

"That's fine. We've kept a low profile. Look at those LOGOs are so small."

David Bernstein shook his head with a wry smile, "Okay, what I mean is, pay attention to yourself."

"Don't worry, I understand!" Yang Huan smiled and nodded in agreement.

What he actually meant was, I've already got through with you first, it's really a big mess, we will inevitably come out to make gestures, don't be stubborn when the time comes, everyone cooperates, and the matter will pass!

In fact, Southampton has received a lot of attention, and the FA itself has benefited a lot.

This season's League Cup and FA Cup are very popular. The English Championship has won the highest league title sponsorship in recent years, and the Community Shield is also broadcast live in more than 100 countries around the world.

These are great deals!
Without Southampton, everything would be greatly reduced!
"What's the matter?" Zhuang Ziqing was a little surprised, she couldn't understand.

"Nothing!" Yang Huan smiled proudly.

"The tortoise bastard who came out of nowhere, secretly picks on our thorns all day long and troubles us. If I find out, I will throw him to a gay bar to pick up soap!"

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Ha Qiu!

In the north dressing room of Wembley Stadium, Ferguson played a heavy nose.

Stretching out his hand and rubbing his scarlet rosacea nose, the old Scottish man was cursing.

"Sneezing for no reason, damn it, someone must be speaking ill of me behind my back. What I look down on the most is this kind of person who tells stories behind the scenes!"

When he said this, the assistant coach Mike Perrin who was standing beside him was looking at his eyes, his nose, his nose, and his heart, and he suppressed a smile.

I don't know who reported the violation of Southampton's jersey to the FA just now.

But he didn't dare to say that, otherwise, the old man would definitely peel his skin and constrict his tendons.

"How are you getting ready?" Ferguson stood up.

"The players are all back, waiting for your lecture!"

Ferguson nodded heavily, walked out of the coaches lounge, and walked into the players' locker room.

The eleven starting Manchester United players all raised their heads when they saw Ferguson.

The goalkeeper is De Gea, who has just switched from Atletico Madrid in the new season.

The Spanish goalkeeper is quite tall, but very thin. He took over from Edwin van der Sar's class and was under a lot of pressure.

The defense is Evra, Evans, Ferdinand and Smalling.

The midfield partner is Carrick and Cleverley.

Two wingers, on the left is Ashley Young who just joined this season, and on the right is Nani.

The two strikers are a combination of Rooney and Welbeck.

This lineup is the strongest lineup that Ferguson has assembled after excluding the injured.

In a series of warm-up games in the United States in the summer, they performed most ideally, resulting in Manchester United's five-game winning streak.

As soon as Ferguson walked over, everyone's eyes fell on him.

The old Scottish coach has rich experience and knows exactly what to do at this time.

"Last season, in this stadium and in this locker room, many of you were licking the wounds of failure. I believe you have not forgotten it!"

Everyone was silent, but from the eyes, it could be seen that they all recalled the FA Cup final three months ago.

"We lost that battle, not only the FA Cup, but also our treble dream, and even the European Champions Cup, as well as our dignity and spirit as a strong team!"

Ferguson spoke in a frenzy, with an extremely excited expression on his face.

The players were also obviously aroused by him, and all of them became excited.

"After that game, we became the laughing stock of everyone. When they mentioned Manchester United, they said that we were a wimp who lost to the League One team. They said that you people are not worthy of wearing the Manchester United jersey. You are a disgrace to Manchester United!"

Ferguson's roar made the eleven players even more excited.

"I want to tell you that the rules and dignity on the football field must be fought back with one victory after another!"

Everyone felt the power of Ferguson's word.

"I am very grateful to God. He arranged Southampton for the first official game of the new season. He gave us a chance to avenge our hatred. This time, we will use a victory to regain our dignity!"

"We want to use a victory to tell everyone who laughs at us that we are the Red Devils Manchester United!"

All the players kept nodding, obviously inspired by Ferguson.

"Our opponent is a low-level league team. We have already lost once. This time is our last chance!"

"If we lose this game again, I believe that you will know the consequences better than me!"

"This is a game I can't afford to lose, I just want to win, not lose!"

For the last sentence, Ferguson almost shouted, shocking all the players.

This is his iconic hair dryer lecture!
Every player looked up and looked at Ferguson.

The old Scottish man looked determined.

His players are also determined!

This battle is their last battle, they are only allowed to win, not to lose!

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(End of this chapter)