Football giants

Chapter 318 Are you still coming?

"Uncle Qin? Do you still drink?"

Yang Huan asked with a smile.

In front of him, Qin Changjiang was already bumping non-stop, and he couldn't even stand firmly. If it wasn't for someone supporting him, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Drink, of course!" he shouted, breathing heavily.

"I don't believe it, I can't drink you!"

But the hand that reached out to catch Baijiu was trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't even hold it firmly.

"Come on, help me, Uncle Qin!" Yang Huan pointed to a waiter and smiled.

The waiter immediately brought the beer glass to Qin Changjiang.

Yang Huan smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand, moved over to it, and said with a bang, "Uncle Qin, I'll do it first!"

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head back and downed another glass of white wine.

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

Yang Huan's body is just right, neither fat nor thin, but how can this wine be so drinkable?
He drank so much with Mr. Zhuang just now, and drank with the people who came to toast, and now he drank with Qin Changjiang and his son, one against two. As a result, Qin Changjiang could no longer stand firm.

What about Qin Yongming?

This guy has been limply carried back to the seat, unconscious!

"I'm done drinking, Uncle Qin, it's your turn!"

Qin Changjiang nodded, his eyes almost narrowed. With a pull of his hand, the wine glass in the waiter's hand came to his mouth, and he opened his mouth to suck it.

Before he had drunk half of the glass of white wine, his whole body went limp, and with a bang, he collapsed to the ground.

"Hey, why bother?"

"Yeah, Yang Huan is really good to drink, the Qin family father and son made a fool of themselves this time!"

"Who says it's not? Fortunately, they wanted to take advantage of others just now, but now they are embarrassing themselves in front of others!"

"This Yang Huan is really amazing, he is a famous person!"

Yang Huan ignored the discussions among the onlookers, and went over to look at the unconscious Qin Changjiang.

"Uncle Qin, are you okay?"

no answer!

"Are you coming or not? If I don't come, I will leave?"

Damn, I'm unconscious, how can I answer?

Yang Huan immediately clapped his hands vigorously, he laughed, and walked back.

Damn, if this young master hadn't been drunk for a thousand cups, he would have been poured down by you two father and son!

Speaking of it, it is really useful to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

At the very least, they are invincible when fighting for wine!

As soon as Yang Huan sat back in his seat, Zhuang Ziqing took a hot pot from the side.

When I opened it, I found that there were some bird's nest and white fungus inside, which was very fragrant.

"Come on, have a drink, sober up!" Zhuang Ziqing was as supple as a new daughter-in-law.

Yang Huan laughed, picked up the spoon and drank it.

"You've drunk enough too, brat, so be careful!" Yang Wenfeng didn't know that this kid had become a Dionysus!
The more Mr. Zhuang watched, the more he felt that Yang Huan was pleasing to his eyes. He glanced at Yang Wenfeng and was not convinced.

"Restraining what? It's a skill to be able to drink, just don't miss the serious business!"

As he said that, he looked back at Yang Huan, "Ah Huan, you should come back and have a drink with me!"

"Well, yes, old man!"

"Huh?" Mr. Zhuang was not happy when he heard it.

Yang Huan was still a little strange, but when he saw Zhuang Ziqing blushing and winking secretly, he immediately understood.

"I know, I was wrong, Grandpa Zhuang!"

"En!" The old man let him go, "Remember to come back more often!"

Everyone at the table couldn't help but feel amused seeing the old man's urchin-like appearance.

In fact, when this person reaches a certain age, he is just like a child.

Qin Changjiang and his son passed out drunk on the spot, and Zhuang Mingyang had to get up to clean up the mess.

He arranged for manpower to send the Qin family father and son home.

At this time, the birthday banquet was basically coming to an end.

In the end, Yang Huan was dragged by Zhuang Ziqing, accompanied by Zhuang Mingyang, his wife and Zhuang Zicheng, to see off the guests at the gate.

"Master Huan, you're doing well. If we have a chance, let's get together again!"

"Yes, Master Huan, massive!"

"Old Zhuang, your precious son-in-law is extraordinary!"

"Who says no, Lao Zhuang's son-in-law is definitely not an ordinary person!"

Yang Huan stood between Zhuang Ziqing and Zhuang Zicheng, whoever came and said something, he nodded in agreement.

The pitiful appearance made Zhuang Ziqing and Zhuang Zicheng laugh in their hearts.

After finally sending off the guests, the family walked back to the banquet hall.

At this time, Mr. Zhuang and Yang Wenfeng were no longer inside.

The waiter said that they went to the back to drink tea.

"Ziqing, you talk to your mother and brother, I have something to talk to Yang Huan."

Zhuang Ziqing didn't know what her father wanted to say to Yang Huan, she was a little suspicious, but she nodded in agreement.

Yang Huan followed Zhuang Mingyang to the back, and found a tea room with guards outside.

The two walked into the tea room amidst the guard's salute.

"Yang Huan, are you drunk?" Mr. Zhuang asked with a smile.

"It was a little numb just now, but it's much better now!" Yang Huan sat down honestly.

They are all family members, so being polite seems alien.

"It's a young man after all, he recovers quickly!" Mr. Zhuang praised with a smile.

Yang Wenfeng also didn't expect, "Since when did you become a Dionysian? Are you really not drunk after a thousand cups?"

"It seems that I have never been drunk!"

The exception is when pretending to be drunk.

Seeing his appearance, the three elders suddenly burst into laughter.

Just keep pretending, kid, let's see how long you can pretend and when you will get drunk!

After a round of jokes, I drank a few more cups of tea and started to get down to business.

"Actually, Yang Huan, we have been paying attention to your every move." Zhuang Mingyang said.

Yang Huan nodded, this is normal, there are too many people paying attention to him!
"The things you did in the UK, I don't believe that you acted recklessly or accidentally. You must have some ideas and plans of your own. Of course, you are still young, only 21 years old. Many ideas are different from ours, which is normal."

Both Mr. Zhuang and Yang Wenfeng kept nodding.

If a 21-year-old young man thinks the same as a 50-year-old, or even an 80-year-old man, that would be terrible!
"Maybe, you didn't notice it yourself, but in fact, you've done a pretty good job!"

Speaking of this, Zhuang Mingyang chuckled, "I have received news that the Queen of England will award you a medal in the New Year, and it is probably the highest rank of knight-level commander's medal that foreigners can get."

"Award for me?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

How is this possible?
"Ming Yang, you didn't hear me wrong, right? He is only 21 years old, and he has only been in England for a year. The Queen of England awarded him a medal? And is it a Knight Commander Medal?"

The British Empire Medal has a limit on the number of people. The most senior knight-level grand cross is limited to 100 people, the knight-level commander's medal is limited to 840 five people, and the subsequent commander's medal is 960 people, with a limited number of people.

Even Li Chaoren, the super rich man in Hong Kong, only got the Commander Medal.

In mainland China, no one has ever received this honor.

Of course, this belongs to the honor of the British royal family, and no one deliberately pursues it.

"It's not wrong, but the specific reason has always been puzzling to me."

Zhuang Mingyang and Yang Wenfeng immediately looked at Yang Huan together, even Mr. Zhuang was very curious.

The eyes of the three seemed to be asking, what did you kid do to the Queen?
Yang Huan smiled innocently, what can I do to that old lady, the queen?

If it were the queen's granddaughter-in-law, I would be a little interested!
"I haven't done anything!"

"Oh, that's right!" He remembered the incident at the Duke of Westminster's charity auction.

At that time, the Duke of Westminster told him playfully that the Kashmir sapphire came from the British royal family.

Yang Huan never cared about this, but now that Zhuang Mingyang said that, could it be because of this?
When Yang Huan expressed his doubts, the three elders immediately laughed.

"I've heard that the British royal family has been in financial distress for a few years. I didn't expect it to be so distressed. Even the queen's precious collection has been put up for auction, and it has to be secretly, for fear of being known by ordinary people!"

"Who says it's not? What's the point of being so wronged as a queen?"

"For 1000 million pounds, you are quite generous, no wonder the queen is going to give you a knighthood!"

Yang Huan was depressed.

Aren't all the sapphires I bought for £1000 million given to your daughter?
"Actually, the British royal family does not interfere in politics on the surface, but secretly, it still has a lot of power and influence. For example, their prime minister is legally appointed by the queen, and the House of Lords, which is composed of traditional aristocrats and high society, has the highest judicial power in the country and has a considerable restrictive effect on the House of Commons."

Zhuang Mingyang tried to analyze and sort out the power structure of the British upper class for Yang Huan.

"Think about it, the UK only established the Supreme Court in [-]. In the past, the judicial power was controlled by the aristocrats, and this group of aristocrats is rich and powerful. What can they do? Just like the Duke of Westminster, the richest man in Britain."

"So, in the UK, the influence of the upper class is still amazing, and you have to make good use of this resource."

Yang Huan nodded and smiled faintly.

He didn't have much affection for those British nobles.

In order to allow their children to enter the Saints fan club, didn't many nobles take the initiative to come over and show their favor?
It can be seen that this world is still very realistic.

From Yang Huan's point of view, that group of British nobles are nothing but poor people!

"I came to you today, and I want to hear your opinion on one thing."

Yang Huan nodded again, motioning for him to say.

"You know, in the past few years, the European economic crisis has made it difficult for the governments of many countries, especially their finances, to be in a difficult situation. Therefore, many business deals that could not be negotiated in the past have now turned around again."

Zhuang Mingyang briefly explained the ins and outs of some things.

Although Europe has adopted various bans on China in the past 20 years, such as arms sales and the most high-end technology. .

But there is a saying that is true, as long as the hoe dances well, there is no city wall that cannot be dug down.

Now the whole of Europe has fallen into an economic crisis, and its dependence on China has never been greater.

Now we in China are the big benefactors of those people in Europe, why don't they obediently enshrine us as uncles?

What do we want to buy, instead of saying no, those people in Europe will look at your pockets eagerly.

It's just that there is an America on top of Europe.

This guy bosses around all day long, pointing fingers everywhere, for fear that others will not know that he is the boss of the world.

Therefore, some things are under pressure and cannot be done blatantly, so you have to do it secretly.

For example, buying a machine, or buying a technology, or even hiring a scientist to conduct research in China.

The three parties in the game all knew what was going on, as long as they didn't overthrow the table, everyone would acquiesce.

In the eyes of Americans, as long as you continue to recognize me as the boss, you will abide by the rules I set, and what you do in private, at worst, I will turn a blind eye and close my eyes, pretending not to see it.

Therefore, this kind of thing can be done, but it cannot be done blatantly.

"Okay, what do I need to do?" Yang Huan had no second words to this.

How to say he is also the third generation of red!
The country wants you to do me a favor, do something, can you refuse?
If you really refuse, are you still Chinese?

"No, you don't have to do anything, and you don't have to worry about anything, everything will be arranged by someone!"

Seeing that he answered so simply, Zhuang Mingyang was also happy in his heart.

Patriotic youth!
"Of course, you can rest assured that the government will definitely not let you suffer. We know that you are conducting research on some leading technologies. Find an opportunity and cooperate with us!"

The words of the future father-in-law immediately caught Yang Huan's eyes.

Military industry!
Where is the most advanced technology in the world?
Google?apple?Microsoft? IBM?

Don't make me laugh, okay?
Army!
This time, make a fortune!

(End of this chapter)