Football giants

Chapter 404 Yang Huan Phobia

Hamad is so depressed!
They are also rich second generations, but why is there such a big gap?

Master Huan raised his hands and threw his hands and feet, and it was hundreds of millions of dollars at every turn, but what about himself?

As the only son of the very wealthy Qatar Prime Minister, I am really sorry for the title of Little Prince of the Middle East.

But the problem is, he wants to do something big, but he doesn't know how to do it!

Who can teach me!

Just thinking of this makes Hamad want to cry!
Because he found out that having too much money to spend is such a painful thing!
It's simply inhuman abuse!
"Are you sick?" Yang Huan looked at Hamad with a smile.

The expression of this little prince from the Middle East is too rich, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a resentful woman who has been dumped.

"Come on, tell me, what's going on?"

Looking at his resentful eyes, Yang Huan felt it was funny.

Hamad's heart warmed when he heard it, and he immediately expressed his grievances.

When Yang Huan heard this, he realized that there are people who choke to death on money these days!

"Hey, I said Hamad, and you too, just do your job as a promising little prince in the Middle East. Wouldn't it be great to think about how to dig a few more barrels of oil from the ground when you have time? Why bother to fight for food with poor people like us?"

When everyone heard Master Huan's complaint, they all burst into laughter, almost dying of laughter.

This is too shocking, isn't it?

If you, Young Master Huan, were poor, who in the world would dare to call themselves rich?

"My young master Huan, can oil also have a day of light?" Hamad said resentfully.

"Besides, do you think that if you want to extract more oil, you can extract more oil if you just say a few words?"

Yang Huan was taken aback, okay, you know so much, kid.

"Then there's no need to insist on coming to my place for a meal, right?"

Yang Huan was surprised, you are not my son, nor my grandson, why should I work so hard to build a platform, but let you run up to sing an opera?

I have worked so hard, been busy, and planned for so long to have such a good situation. Damn, you just want to share a piece of the pie with a few casual words and a few dollars?

Is there such a cheap thing in this world?

"I'm not talking about you. You have to invest your money in industries with relatively low risks, such as shops, TV stations, newspapers, or other real estate projects. If it doesn't work, just lend it to me. I will pay you according to bank interest. The **** business is too risky!"

Hamad cried. Hearing what you said just now, it is a bit risky, but the potential is also great.

Judging from the situation in the past two years, the projects that Young Master Huan likes are definitely not bad.

However, Hamad also knew in his heart that he had nothing but a lot of money.

But what our young master Huan lacks the most is money!
So, it seems that the wishful thinking of wanting to invest in shares is useless!
"Hey, Hamad, don't say I don't tell you something good!" Seeing his frowning, Yang Huan secretly laughed.

"What's a good thing?" Hamad looked at Master Huan with the eyes of a resentful woman, as if to say, I'm following you wholeheartedly, hugging your thick thigh, don't play tricks on me!

Yang Huan chuckled, "Didn't I close a few shops on Bond Street before?"

"Yeah, do you want to make a move?" Hamad's eyes lit up immediately.

Not long ago, the British government announced that it will start to collect stamp duty on real estate worth more than 200 million pounds from [-], and start to collect asset gains tax on foreign investors in [-].

This news has been announced, and the entire British real estate market is fried.

In less than two months, the prices of high-end real estate in the UK have risen sharply immediately, and everyone is bullish about the future prospects.

Bond Street, where Yang Huan's store is located, is the pedestrian street with the highest commercial value in London, where luxury brands gather, and the increase is also the most astonishing.

However, if Master Huan is willing to make a move, Hamad will immediately win it on the spot without saying a word.

The reason is simple, the future of the entire Bond Street is still bullish!
"Nonsense, I'm not short of money, why sell a shop?" Yang Huan scolded with a smile.

Speaking of which, this matter has to remember the favor of Boris Johnson, the mayor of London.

"I want to tell you, get on good terms with us Kesh. There are a few shops near Bond Street for sale. Do you know how to do it?"

Hamad immediately looked at Kesh Harris with resentment on his face, as if to say, you have such a good thing, and you didn't inform me?Dude, are you too dishonest?
Kesh Harris smiled wryly, and I'm not familiar with you?

Hamad is quite self-aware, knowing that Master Huan originally wanted to take it down by himself, but now it is cheaper for him.

Although the value of the Bond Street shop is high, Hamad believes that his father will be crazy if he hears the news.

"Kash, can you give me a few more days?" Hamad asked solemnly.

He didn't even ask about the situation of the store.

The main reason is that the area around Bond Street is too prosperous, and he knows it better than anyone else, because One Hyde Park is nearby.

What's more, if Master Huan likes it, it's definitely not bad.

Kesh Harris is in charge of the investment and earns intermediary fees. As for whether it is Mr. Huan or Hamad who buys it, he does not matter.

So, after thinking about it for a while, I agreed on the spot.

This time Hamad was happy.

The east corner is lost, but the mulberry elm is harvested!

"I said Hamad, you said before that you would help us sponsor Southampton, how is it going?" Yang Huan asked.

Only then did Hamad remember that he was working for Master Huan.

Although there is no contract, isn't he a promise?
"Hey, Master Huan, I'll take care of things, don't worry!"

Hamad was even thinking in his heart, wouldn't Master Huan's two major competitions also attract investment?
Gotta find a chance and see if I can help.

In the final analysis, this is also spending money to pave the way.

Young Master Xianghuan is in the UK, and he makes friends with all dignitaries, political and business celebrities, and he is well-informed about the news.

At least this time, he had no way of knowing about the acquisition of the store without news of Master Huan.

So, hug Master Huan's thigh well, even if you can't eat meat, at least you can share a mouthful of soup, right?
Yang Huan didn't know what Hamad was thinking.

After discussing these matters, there was a burst of commotion outside.

The players are all here.

"Go, let's all go out!"

Yang Huan slapped his thigh, stood up, and led the crowd out of the conference room.

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When the whole city of Southampton was caught in the carnival brought by the quadruple crown, far away in the West End of London, Abramovich heard a bad news that couldn't be worse.

"What did you say?"

The Russians almost jumped up, glaring at Marina Granovskia in front of them.

"I just received news that Tottenham Hotspur's Luka Modric has signed a deal with Southampton!"

This piece of news is not weak, so it is a bolt from the blue!

In the past season, Chelsea's performance was not satisfactory, and Villas-Boas was fired by Abramovich halfway through.

Although the firefighting coach Di Matteo miraculously led the team to the top four in the league and kept Chelsea's Champions League qualification for next season, Abramovich still failed to correct Di Matteo in the end.

In the new season, Chelsea has invited the former Liverpool champion coach, Spaniard Benitez.

The condition for Fatty Bei to take over Chelsea is to obtain the power to transform the team.

And the first area where he moved the knife was the midfielder. In the list of signings proposed, Modric ranked first.

"What did you tell me before?" Abramovich was furious.

"You told me at the beginning that there was no big problem. Tottenham Hotspur just wanted to delay and raise the price. But now, look, even people have been robbed!"

Poor Marina Granovskia, is it easy for a woman to be spat all over her head and face by an ungentlemanly man?
When Ron Gourley was around, she thought it would be easy to run a team.

But now, she is in charge of her own affairs, but she finds that there are problems everywhere.

Abramovich was gasping for breath, and what made him even more annoyed was that it was that damned Yang Huan and his Southampton who snatched Modric from him!

"Damn it!" Abramovich became more and more angry, and the more he thought about it, the more he went crazy.

Marina Granovskia didn't dare to say anything until Abramovich calmed down and sat down again, then she opened her mouth to defend herself.

"Boss, in fact, Tottenham Hotspur had no intention of selling players to us from the very beginning. That damned Levi had no such idea from the beginning. They have always hated what happened back then!"

When Abramovich heard this, he raised his head and was taken aback for a moment, apparently he had forgotten about Arnesen.

Thinking about it again, I suddenly understood.

But even so, he still snorted coldly, but his face looked a little better.

It seems that this matter is not entirely a disadvantage of the club's operation.

There were also some obstacles to the grievances of the year.

"Then what do we do now?" Abramovich was depressed.

The condition for Benitez to coach is to introduce a midfielder. Now that Modric is gone, he can only find a substitute.

When Marina Granovskia heard this, the embarrassment on her face deepened.

Seeing that she was silent, Abramovich raised his head and asked, "Who is the second person in Benitez's midfield signing list?"

The Russian female assistant was distressed, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Kevin Stroman!"

"Who?"

"Kevin Strowman of Southampton!"

Abramovich's eyes straightened immediately.

Damn Xipi, why is it Southampton again?

Why is this team always lingering like this, always appearing in front of me?
He is still helping Southampton pay the salaries of Drogba, Toni Kroos, Sturridge and Matic!

He still has doubts about the transfer of Lallana and Benatia from Southampton last year!
Now he ran up to bring in other players, and with Yang Huan's bastard personality, he still treated himself like a fat sheep?
Maybe someone is sitting at home right now, waiting for me to deliver it to my door!

I fucking have Yang Huan phobia now!

"No, change to another one, and I will never bring in Southampton players again!"

Marina Granovskia smiled wryly, this boss is too capricious.

Apart from Strowman, Benitez may not be able to see other midfielders.

Who agreed to the conditions set out by Benitez?

Now, you don't want to bring in Strowman, so how do I deal with Benitez?

With the urinating nature of this fat Spanish man, he might be so angry that he would just walk away on the spot!

At that time, it must be my fault again, and you must call me incompetent again!

am i easy?
Abramovich actually knew in his heart that the whole matter had nothing to do with Marina Granovskia.

The female assistant did not have much ability, but she didn't make a big mistake, she was just unlucky.

But as a boss, you must not admit that you made a mistake in front of your subordinates.

Otherwise, where is the dignity?Where does the prestige come from?

Therefore, Abramovich simply looked angry and kept silent.

Marina Granovskia knew in her heart that she still had to speak up herself.

"Boss, in fact, I have a solution. Maybe we don't have to go to the door ourselves, and we don't have to be afraid of Southampton's skyrocketing price, and I will send Strowman to the door eagerly."

"Oh?" Abramovich's eyes lit up immediately.

(End of this chapter)