Football giants

Chapter 406 Is there a difference?

Yang Huan really did not expect that when Mike Ashley was about to leave, he had a face-to-face meeting with Abramovich who came in.

What's interesting is that Mike Ashley, who was so angry, obviously didn't give Abramovich a good face. He snorted coldly, cursed bad luck, and then went upstairs first.

It made Abramovich feel depressed too. Damn it, I didn't offend you. Why did it just happen?

The sharp-eyed Abramovich also immediately noticed Yang Huan standing up, and when he looked at Peter Kenyon, his face suddenly became gloomy.

He is a very possessive person, and he does not allow employees who are fired by him to find another job.

But there is a premise, that is, don't let him see it.

But Peter Kenyon not only voted elsewhere, but also switched to his sworn enemy Yang Huan.

what's going on?

As soon as I returned to the Premier League, I couldn't wait to pull Peter Kenyon out to make an appearance. Am I angry?

I just won't let you wish, I'll show you a smile!

"Haha, Mr. Yang Huan!" Abramovich greeted him with a smile.

This caused Mike Ashley, who was waiting at the elevator entrance to go upstairs, to feel resentment in his heart.

Damn, you still laugh when you see that I'm in a bad mood?

You just laughed when you laughed, and you laughed so loudly in front of me on purpose?

Are you trying to make things difficult for me?
In fact, Newcastle and Chelsea had no grievances, and the biggest conflict was last season.

Originally Newcastle was in the top four of the league, but Chelsea succeeded in counterattacking at the last moment and reached the top four, directly squeezing Newcastle out, and had to fall from the Champions League to the Europa League.

Although they are all European leagues, the difference is huge.

Last season, Southampton won the Europa League championship, and the scenery is boundless, but what about the income?
More than 1000 million, which is less than the income of the team that lost all six games in the Champions League group stage!

Therefore, the difference between playing the Champions League and the Europa League is tens of millions of pounds!

You say, Mike? Ashley can not hate it?
"Clean you up sooner or later!"

As soon as the elevator arrived, Mike Ashley stepped into the elevator and said such a harsh word viciously.

Fortunately, Abramovich didn't hear it, because he had already walked in front of Yang Huan.

"Oh, Roman, you really shouldn't offend Mr. Ashley!" Yang Huan sighed earnestly.

I?Offend him?
Please figure it out, okay?
It was he who offended me!
Abramovich wanted to defend, but Yang Huan continued.

"Mr. Ashley came here to help me just now!"

"He helped you?" Abramovich was taken aback. Could this fat man be here to be a traitor?

Damn Xipi, if you dare to be an insider, I will definitely let the team fuck you!

"Yeah, I don't know which bastard bastard recently criticized our Southampton for advertising on the jersey at the Premier League summit. It made me come to a meeting now, as if I was going to court!"

Abramovich's face became hot, isn't that turtle bastard you are talking about, isn't it me?
Oh, no, you are the bastard turtle!
"Hey, you also know that I have a small profit and can only rely on some advertisements to support such a large number of stars. If I am not allowed to advertise, how can our team survive? We will go bankrupt tomorrow!"

Abramovich thought to himself, I wish you were bankrupt now!
Raising so many stars and making such a mess, you deserve to go bankrupt!
It’s okay that you’re bankrupt, I’ll just pack your Neymar, Stroman, everything!
"Actually, it's fine if I'm not allowed to advertise, but the problem is, I've already signed the contract, and if I tear up the contract without authorization, how much will I have to pay?" Yang Huan looked distressed.

Peter Kenyon on the side looked at his nose and his heart, suppressing the smile in his heart.

Our young master Huan is too good at talking, black can be said to be white, and dead can be said to be alive.

But Abramovich thought to himself, how much you pay is none of my business, I wish you could pay more, you're so damn sorry!

"How many contracts did you sign?"

"In addition to the two main sponsorship deals with Adidas and Qatar Airways, I have signed five other contracts."

"Five copies?" Abramovich was surprised, "Didn't you say three copies?"

The cuffs on both sides, the left and right hem and the back neckline, isn't it three?
"Wrong, we signed two more half a year ago, one for the front and back, and one for the inside of the jersey!"

Abramovich was secretly shocked, isn't Southampton's business operation ability too strong?

You can even advertise on the inside of your jersey?
Doesn't this have to be pulled up after scoring a goal to see it?

You're all over Barcelona!
"I calculated on the first day of junior high school that the liquidated damages for the five contracts are at least [-] million pounds!"

"Two hundred million pounds?" Abramovich was surprised again.

Damn, how much is the sponsorship money?How long has it been signed?Such a high liquidated damages?
Peter Kenyon kept silent all the time, feeling amused in his heart, obviously it was three shares, and they were all owned by his own company, yet Master Huan just opened his mouth like this.

However, it's all flickering anyway, and it's okay to fudge a little bit.

It's all this time, three copies and five copies, is there a difference?
"Hey, that's why it's so difficult!" Yang Huan sat back on the dining chair depressed.

Abramovich thought for a while, okay, if you are in trouble, it will be easy to handle, if you are in trouble, come and ask my brother for help!
"Mr. Yang Huan, in fact, this matter is indeed quite difficult, but it is not without a solution."

"Oh?" Yang Huan suddenly became excited.

"Actually...that's..." Abramovich hesitated to speak, "Forget it, if there is a chance, let's talk slowly, the meeting is about to start, I have to hurry up!"

Pretending to be the boss of the Premier League Chairman's Summit.

Looking at the back of Abramovich leaving, Yang Huan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

This guy is eager to go to the door by himself and beg him for help!

Peter Kenyon and Yang Huan nodded tacitly, looked at the time, and reminded: "Master Huan, it's almost time."

Yang Huan waved his hand and walked towards the elevator.

When Yang Huan arrived, the elevator happened to arrive.

Abramovich and Marina Granovskia walked in, followed by Yang Huan and the others.

As soon as they turned around after entering, they saw Daniel Levy, the chief executive of Tottenham Hotspur, approaching.

As soon as the guy sees the elevator, he runs after it.

However, Abramovich in the elevator pretended not to see him and pressed the close button.

Yang Huan's reaction was fast enough, and he immediately shouted, "Daniel!"

At the same time, reach out and press the door open button.

The elevator door slowly opened again, and Daniel Levi appeared at the door, glaring at Abramovich.

Ever since the incident that Chelsea forcibly poached Arnesen broke out, he has hated the Russians to the bone.

"Master Huan, wait for the Premier League Chairman's Summit, we Tottenham Hotspur must stand on Southampton's side, and we will definitely not let the conspiracy of some villains succeed!"

Yang Huan was amused, and immediately looked at Abramovich.

The Russian's face remained unchanged, as if he was not targeting him.

Cough, why bother?
When is the time for retribution!

The elevator quickly reached the eighth floor, the top floor of the Landmark Hotel.

There had been waiters waiting outside for a long time, and when they saw them coming, they immediately made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time indicated the direction.

When Yang Huan and his party came to the door of a meeting room, the waiter standing outside immediately knocked on the door a few times before helping to push open the door of the meeting room.

Seen from the outside, this meeting room is very large, spacious and bright.

The side facing Marylebone Road is designed with a glass curtain wall, which is very well lit, and you can easily see the outside scenery, especially the Hyde Park in the distance.

When the people sitting inside heard the sound of the door opening, they all looked over and saw Yang Huan leading Peter Kenyon, Abramovich and Tottenham CEO Levy appearing at the same time.

This made many people present a little curious, how did they meet?

Come at the same time by such a coincidence?Is it still an appointment?

"Hello, Richard!"

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan!"

Richard Scudemore took a few steps forward and shook hands with Yang Huan, followed by Peter Kenyon and Abramovich, shaking hands one by one.

He is the planner of this roundtable meeting and the CEO of the Premier League, but in fact, he is like a butler. Even on such an occasion, he has little say, and is more like a spectator.

"Hi, David!" After Yang Huan scanned around, unexpectedly, David Bernstein, chairman of the FA, was also present.

"Hi, my friend!" Bernstein was quite depressed at first.

In front of this group of capital tycoons, he is a poor wretch, and no one pays attention to him at all.

In this room, he is not the chairman of the FA at all, he is just a spectator, the will of the Premier League bosses, and the transmitter between the FA, nothing more, not even a voice.

So, as soon as Yang Huan greeted him, the lovely old man immediately gave Yang Huan a lot of face with a smile.

The reason why the round table meeting is called a round table meeting is because here, there is no distinction between high and low rankings.

On the entire big round table, the bosses' seats are arranged according to the first letter of the club's name.

If you complain about your bad position, fine, you can change your name!

The initial letter of Southampton is S, and the location is actually very good, just on the side of the glass curtain wall, sitting on a chair, turning a little sideways, you can see the scenery outside.

According to the rules, when Yang Huan came, Peter Kenyon was not eligible to sit at the round table.

Therefore, his position is behind Yang Huan.

Interestingly, sitting on the left of Yang Huan is the owner of Queens Park Rangers, Tony Fernandez.

He also has another identity, the boss of Air Asia, a Malaysian.

He is always smiling, a bit like Tiger Woods.

Tony? Fernandez in the past, is Norwich's major shareholder Delia? Smith.

She used to be a hairdresser, but became a British icon because of a cooking show. She has taught British people to cook for the past 30 years and can be called the First Lady of the culinary world.

But the outside world has always been full of curiosity about the Norwich City she manages, because Delia Smith's total net worth is only 500 million pounds, and such net worth cannot run a football team.

On the right of Yang Huan is the owner of the Stoke City team, Peter Cortez, a local rich man in England. He started his business in the gaming industry and is worth as much as 5000 million pounds. His gaming company is also a sponsor of many teams in the middle and lower reaches of the Premier League.

In the past, there is the American boss of Black Cat Sunderland, Ellis Short, a former senior manager of General Electric, and later established the private equity fund Lone Star Fund with total assets of more than 150 billion US dollars.

His personal worth is also as high as 20 billion pounds.

It can be said that almost all the people sitting here are well-known super rich from all walks of life.

After Yang Huan sat down, he glanced back and forth, left and right, and found that almost everyone had arrived.

There is only one seat vacant next to Manchester City chairman Hosni Mubarak.

The nameplate on the table is printed with the Manchester United team logo, which belongs to David Gill's seat.

And just as he thought about it, the door was knocked again.

As soon as the door opened, David Jill walked in with a smile on his face.

This time, everyone is finally here!

(End of this chapter)