Football giants

Chapter 618 Is it true?
An extended version of the gold Lagonda Conqueror, the local tyrant, quickly drove into the St. Mary's Stadium in Southampton.

Steadily stopped the car at the gate, and immediately a security guard stepped up to open the door.

All he saw was Yang Huan, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, got out of the car and was buttoning up his suit with one hand.

The reporters who had long been ambushing outside the walls of St. Mary's Stadium suddenly had spotlights flickering, and many of them even screamed.

"Oh my god, is Master Huan going on honeymoon or going to Africa? Why is he so tanned?"

"Chocolate, I like it!"

"Hei Du Hei is so handsome, so charming!"

"a bunch of idiots!"

Yang Huan ignored the group of noisy reporters outside the wall, and after a quick glance, he walked up the stairs.

Peter Kenyon, Ron Gourley, Bielsa and others who had been waiting for a long time happened to come out to greet them. They met at the gate and went straight in without saying a word.

"Why are there so many reporters outside now?"

Just after entering the meeting room, Yang Huan came to the window, gently pushed down the blinds, glanced outside the wall, and found that there were more than 20 reporters squatting outside, and was a little surprised.

Peter Kenyon and Ron Gourley looked at each other, shaking their heads and smiling wryly.

"Master Huan, today is different, we are now the defending champions of the Premier League!" Peter Kenyon laughed.

These words immediately made everyone in the conference room burst into laughter.

But behind the laughter, there is a strong self-confidence.

In three years, it took Southampton three years to climb from the third-tier team in England to the Premier League champion step by step. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a miracle!
Yang Huan also smiled, and let go of his hand on the blinds. With a bang, the blinds returned to normal.

"It seems that I will have to get used to being followed by the paparazzi in the future!"

This remark made everyone present laugh for a while, and many people even took the opportunity to flatter them.

"Master Huan, even if we don't win the Premier League championship, the paparazzi will pay close attention to your every move!"

"That's right, you can make the headlines of tomorrow's major newspapers by saying anything you want."

"I actually think that most of the reporters outside are here to please the young master!"

Yang Huan waved his hand with a smile, stopping the group of guys from continuing to shoot.

Nimei, his buttocks are swollen from patting, if he doesn't stop, it will become a spanking.

"Peter, how are you talking with Barcelona?" Yang Huan returned to his seat, sat down, and asked.

When it came to serious matters, there was a sudden silence in the conference room, and everyone looked at Peter Kenyon.

The bald man nodded slightly, "It went well, almost as soon as we made an offer, Barcelona agreed."

"Let's hear it!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

"Barcelona paid Neymar's transfer fee in the form of players plus cash. Our original request was that Alexis Sanchez plus 4000 million euros in cash, and Barcelona officials basically agreed, but the payment method is a bit troublesome." Peter Kenyon said at the end, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"What's the trouble?"

"According to the agreement, they should pay us 7000 million euros first, and the remaining 7000 million euros will be paid next year. However, Russell tried every means to raise funds, and even sold Thiago to Bayern Munich at a price of 2000 million euros. At most, he only raised 6000 million euros."

When Yang Huan heard this, he really couldn't laugh or cry.

To be honest, when it comes to the means of playing with capital and money, ten Roselles can't compare to one Florentino.

No matter how the Real Madrid fans reprimanded Florentino or even dismissed him as useless, no one can deny that without Florentino, Real Madrid would not have known what it would have become.

"Yesterday, Roselle called me again and proposed to use players to make up for the 1000 million euros."

As soon as Peter Kenyon said this, the meeting room immediately exploded.

"Rosell, what do you mean?"

"I didn't expect that Barcelona was so poor that they couldn't even afford 1000 million euros!"

"How about using Iniesta as a price of 1000 million to make up the number?"

"Uh, please, we don't need Iniesta!"

Yang Huan couldn't help but smile at everyone's jokes.

Looking at Peter Kenyon again, "Who is he going to make up with?"

"Billa!"

"Nimi!" Yang Huan scolded without thinking.

Use Villa to make up the numbers?
He, Russell, is effervescently beautiful!

At that time, Barcelona introduced the 4000-year-old Villa from Valencia at a high price of 29 million euros. This deal has been criticized by the outside world and is considered not worthwhile.

Now three years have passed, and Villa will soon be 32 years old. Barcelona still wants to use Villa to make up 1000 million?

Others present also felt that it was not a good deal, because Villa was of no use to Southampton.

Yang Huan sat on the sofa and searched for Barcelona's first-team roster on his mobile phone, looking down from the top and picking them one by one.

To be honest, there are really not many people who can catch his eye.

"You tell Russell to use him to make up the 1000 million euros!"

Yang Huan sent the phone forward, and Peter Kenyon leaned over to see that it was Montoya.

"Master Huan, we have no shortage of right backs!" Bielsa shook his head immediately.

Sitting on a Danilo with superior attack power and Azpilicueta with solid defense, Southampton's right flank can be said to be rock-solid. What's the use of having an extra Montoya?

"I know, Simeone wants it!"

Simeone revealed before that he was not very satisfied with Gino Peruzzi and wanted to introduce another right back.

Juanfran is only 28 years old now, and he is in his prime, but Atletico Madrid will have to deal with three fronts next, and there is only one unreliable Gino Peruzzi, which is not enough.

Therefore, if a Montoya with greater potential is introduced, as long as he is cultivated, even if he cannot replace Juanfran, he can at least be a qualified substitute, right?

Moreover, the whole of Europe is optimistic about Montoya, which is not unreasonable.

After hearing what Master Huan said, everyone immediately understood that Montoya was preparing for Atletico Madrid.

Think about it, 1000 million euros in exchange for Montoya is quite a bargain.

"Okay, I'll contact Bartomeu as soon as I get back!" Peter Kenyon immediately agreed.

Only then did Yang Huan nod his head.

"A few days ago, when I was on vacation in Qatar, I received a call from Florentino. He talked to me about Neymar's transfer. I have clearly told him that Neymar will go to Barcelona!"

Everyone nodded frequently.

"Florentino told me that he understands our decision, but he wants us to sell Gareth Bale to Real Madrid."

Having said that, Yang Huan smiled slightly and asked, "Guess how much they offered?"

The crowd immediately became lively.

"Initial estimate, 6000 million euros."

"Impossible. Manchester City has already paid 7000 million euros, and Real Madrid will offer another 6000 million. Isn't that just looking for it?"

"I think it should be around 8000 million euros."

But everyone looked at Young Master Huan again, only to find that Young Master Huan was still smiling, drinking water and shaking his head.

"More than that?" Ron Gourley was taken aback.

Yang Huan nodded, still smiling.

"9000 million euros?" Peter Kenyon guessed again.

Who knows, Master Huan still shook his head.

"Could it be... [-] million?" Ron Gurley couldn't sit still for a while.

Master Kehuan is still shaking his head!
Everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

Be good, one hundred million, more than that?

What is going on here?

The world isn't crazy, is it?

Seeing everyone's reaction, Yang Huan immediately stood up laughing.

"I told Florentino that we have already let go of Neymar, and it is impossible to let go of Gareth Bale. Therefore, although Manchester City offered a sky-high price of 7000 million euros, we still refused!"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this.

What Young Master Huan said is the truth!
Anyone, any team, as long as they ask a little in the transfer market, they can learn the truth.

Just, how much did Real Madrid open?

"Two hundred million euros!"

"what?"

As soon as Master Huan's words fell, everyone present exclaimed, and many people stood up directly.

Two hundred million euros?

Oh my god, my god, is this crazy?

Use [-] million euros to introduce Gareth Bale?
My heart, I can't breathe!
It is simply unimaginable!

Who would have believed that Real Madrid spent [-] million euros to introduce Gareth Bale? How is this possible?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Many people present shook their heads vigorously, feeling that this was completely unrealistic.

After Gareth Bale joined Southampton, his commercial value has indeed increased a lot, and he has also signed many sponsorship contracts, but the problem is that no matter his playing style, appearance, or even the national team, he cannot be compared with Neymar.

If it is said that Neymar's worth soared to 6000 million euros in the crazy bidding of the Western Super League duo, it is already considered a pretty crazy thing, and Gareth Bale sold for [-] million euros, that is simply outrageous.

"Master Huan, are you sure that Florentino offered [-] million euros?"

Peter Kenyon also had to ask Yang Huan with a wry smile, did he think this was completely unrealistic.

That's [-] million euros, not a small amount!
Unexpectedly, Yang Huan was very sure, and nodded very positively, "He really offered an offer of [-] million euros!"

Seeing Master Huan's serious appearance, everyone present was dumbfounded, and looked at each other in disbelief, obviously thinking that this is simply the rhythm of madness.

Didn't Florentino take the wrong medicine?
Otherwise, why would you offer [-] million euros for a Gareth Bale?
Seeing how surprised everyone was, Yang Huan immediately chuckled, obviously feeling that his prank had succeeded.

When everyone present heard the laughter, they immediately realized that they had been tricked.

"Master Huan, you really scared me to death!"

"Yeah, I thought Florentino really offered [-] million euros!"

"If he dares to drive it, no matter who it is, I think it must be sold!"

"Yeah, that's [-] million euros, it would be a pity not to sell it!"

"I also think it's outrageous, [-] million euros is not realistic at all!"

Everyone thinks it is impossible to say what you say, and what I say.

But Yang Huan shook his head and said very seriously: "I laughed, not because I lied. Florentino did indeed offer a transfer offer of up to 3000 million pounds, divided into two years, 7000 million euros in the first year, and the remaining [-] million euros to be paid next year."

Hearing what Young Master Huan said, everyone's eyes widened, apparently in disbelief.

Is it... true?

Florentino really made a transfer offer of [-] million euros?
But just when they wanted to believe it, Yang Huan laughed again.

"It's just that, Florentino hopes that we can play the excellent quality of small profits but quick turnover, buy one get one free!"

(End of this chapter)