Football giants

Chapter 620 Come test the bed with me!
"Extra, extra, Atletico Madrid's asking price is too high, Chelsea switched to Manchester United, 6000 million pounds to introduce Rooney!"

When Huang Ying was walking on the way to the office, she could not help but smile knowingly when she heard the childish voice of a child selling newspapers coming from the loudspeaker of the newsstand from a distance.

I believe that anyone who hears this voice can't help but think of a newsboy in front of a train station in the steam age, shuttling through the crowd of passengers, and there will be an idea of ​​wanting to go in and contribute a newspaper.

Unlike most of the dull newsstands in London, this is a very interesting one.

The entire newsstand looks like a curved box made of shutters. The outer shell is made of plastic and faded fiberglass. The top floor is a row of windows, which can shine into the newsstand during the day and let the lights inside the newsstand shine on the road outside at night.

It is energy-saving and environmentally friendly, and it can bring convenience to pedestrians at night, which is very interesting.

The internal structure of the newsstand is somewhat similar to the stepped design of the stands of a football field. The purpose is to allow anyone standing in front of the newsstand business desk to have a clear view of all the newspapers and magazines in the newsstand.

The man who runs the newsstand is a young and handsome British guy, about 24 or [-] years old, standing inside the sales counter, warmly greeting the endless stream of customers at the door of the store, and chatting with them acquaintedly from time to time.

In the UK, reading newspapers is a very traditional pastime.

Some people even say that the British can bear not going to the bar to drink beer, but they must not bear not reading the newspaper.

Not even for a day!

And what's interesting is that although the Internet is so developed and tablet computers are already very common, most people in the UK still like to read newspapers.

That kind of feeling, as if they read newspapers not just to obtain news information, but more of a living habit.

Customers one after another bought the newspapers they were used to reading and left.

"Hello, give me a copy of Southern Echo, thank you!" Huang Ying handed over a coin.

As soon as the handsome British guy in the newsstand heard the crisp female voice, he suddenly raised his head. The moment he saw Huang Ying, his eyes lit up, full of excitement, "Miss Huang, when did you come back?"

Huang Ying smiled sweetly, "It's been two or three days since I came back."

"Oh!" The young man was obviously disappointed.

It's been two or three days since he came back, and he only met her today!
Many customers who bought newspapers around looked at them with a smile, and they, who were well-informed, could tell at a glance that there was something called admiration written all over this young man's face.

Huang Ying was stared at by everyone, she was a little shy, her pink face was slightly red, just in time to see a copy of the Southern Echo newspaper on the sales desk, she picked it up, "Here, I'll give you the money!"

"No, no!" The British boy blocked it with his hand.

"I want it!" Huang Ying was also very stubborn, always thinking that giving money was tantamount to drawing a clear line.

"Miss Huang, you helped me design my newsstand. Without your help, I would not be able to run this newsstand. So, how can I still charge you money?" The British young man became anxious immediately.

When everyone around heard it, it turned out that there was such a thing.

No wonder, no matter how you look at it, this handsome guy doesn't look like such an artistic person!

It turns out that the real behind-the-scenes master is still this little oriental girl.

Speaking of selling newspapers, it is really a hard job in the UK. Every morning after [-]:[-], you have to open the newspaper kiosks to wait for the newspaper delivery truck, and you have to sell until late at night. You need to sell [-] newspapers to earn one pound.

But running a newsstand is the starting point for many young people to start a business, because the investment is small and the income is stable.

Just like Huang Ying's newsstand, the location is well chosen, there is a lot of people around, and the young man is enthusiastic. In addition, the newsstand's operation method is so unique, which attracts many customers, so the daily sales are quite considerable. It can earn at least 1000 pounds a month, which is quite good.

"Oh, if that's the case, then you really can't collect money!"

"Yes, how can I still take your money, little girl!"

"The little girl knows so much at such a young age, she must be engaged in design?"

"Young man, you have to have the courage to pick up girls these days!"

"Yeah, I think this little girl is pretty good, and she is so pretty, if you don't work harder, I'm afraid someone will snatch her away!"

Standing there, Huang Ying was so ashamed to hear them talking more and more outrageously that she wished she could get into a hole in the ground.

Just as she turned to leave, the British young man suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, Ms. Huang, I remembered. Not long ago, people from the district council came to me and asked me about this newsstand, and asked if I could design a few more for them. They said that they wanted to renovate some old newsstands. At that time, I didn't dare to agree. I just said that I wanted to ask you, look..."

Huang Ying wished she could leave the scene immediately, and she didn't finish listening. She took out a business card from her bag, put it on the sales desk, and said, "Let them come to the office to find me!"

Then, turned around and left.

The British young man stared at the back of Huang Ying's departure, as if lost, then looked down at the well-designed business card in front of him, and he was suddenly taken aback.

Foster + Partners? !
He graduated from the University of Southampton and came to London to start his own business, but he was repeatedly frustrated. Later, he wanted to set up a newsstand, so he posted a post on the school's alumni forum asking for help, and was met by Huang Ying.

Huang Ying has nothing to do, so she helped him design this newsstand, tossing out this set of business models, which helped him become a hit in the surrounding area, and he has a stable source of income.

But he didn't know Huang Ying's origin from the beginning to the end, until now!

It turned out to be the architect of Foster + Partners!

The young man suddenly smiled wryly. With his status and status, how can he afford such a high position? He is simply ashamed of himself!

On the other side, Huang Ying managed to get rid of the crowd, exhaled heavily, patted her high chest lightly, pouted her lips, and thought to herself, don't go that way in the future, so as not to encounter trouble again!

At this moment, the mobile phone in the bag vibrated.

Taking it out and looking at it, Huang Yingfen's face flushed red through the ears.

This guy, what are you calling for?
Although my heart is full of coquettishness, it is sweet.

She has not forgotten the crazy and wonderful things that happened between her and Young Master Huan during the few days of vacation on Banana Island in Doha. Now thinking about it, she still feels that her legs are weak.

"Hello!" Huang Ying answered the phone delicately.

"Huang Ying, it's me!" Yang Huan's familiar voice came from the phone.

"Hmm!" Huang Ying's voice was like a mosquito's, and she was still very shy.

"Hey, let me tell you, come to Southampton quickly."

Hearing Master Huan's serious tone, Huang Ying forgot to be shy, "What's the matter?"

"In a hurry!"

"Urgent matter? What urgent matter?"

"It's very urgent, urgent, you will regret it if you don't come!"

"Really? What's the matter?"

Yang Huan chuckled, "The bed you designed has been delivered."

"Oh!" Huang Ying still didn't turn the corner.

However, Master Huan's next sentence almost made her drop the phone.

"I'm thinking, I have to find someone to try it out to see if this bed is useful and durable. It's impossible for our distinguished guests in the presidential suite of the seven-star submarine hotel to sleep on that kind of garbage bed, right?"

Speaking of this, Young Master Huan laughed again, which made people's hair stand on end.

"So, I immediately thought of you, it was designed by you, no one in the whole world knows this bed better than you!"

"Test bed?" Huang Ying immediately thought of something, and her whole body went limp.

"That's right, don't get me wrong. I believe that the customer is God, and in order to give the hotel guests the most honorable and perfect enjoyment and experience, so I decided to try it myself. As a designer, this is also the obligation you should fulfill."

Huang Ying really wanted to say, young master, can you stop being so wronged?

Also, do you think this is an unspoken rule?

But in the end she still held back and didn't dare to ask, because she swore that with the thick skin of Young Master Yi Huan, he would definitely answer very, very righteously, justly, yes!
"How? Are you coming or not? You will regret it if you don't come!"

Huang Ying curled her lips, what else could she do?
"If you want to go, I have to go back to the company first. I originally made an appointment with Norman to talk about the design of the Qatar Stadium."

"Norman?" Yang Huan immediately laughed when he heard that, "That's just right, he's on his way to Southampton."

"Huh?" Huang Ying didn't expect that either.

It seems that this matter is not so simple, what is the situation?
Why even Lord Norman Foster went?

"Okay, I won't say much, come here quickly, I'll wait for you!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Huan hung up the phone, leaving Huang Ying alone, staring at the phone in a daze.

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At the same time, in the office of the off-site studio above the editorial office of the Southern Echo, Charlene Lahiri was very busy.

Now it's the transfer period, so every episode of her self-media program will have a content about transfer secrets. Since it was released, it has been enthusiastically received by the audience and fans. The click-through rate has also been rising steadily, and the influence has spread rapidly.

But this requires Charlene Lahiri to closely grasp every movement in the transfer market.

"I received news that Atletico Madrid rejected Bayern Munich and Chelsea successively regarding the transfer of Mandzukic. Soriano has already stated that there is no 6000 million euros. No one can expect to take Mandzukic away from Atletico Madrid."

"6000 million euros?"

When Charlene Lahiri heard the number, she immediately laughed.

She immediately thought of someone, Yang Huan!
Soriano's big money is really like Master Huan, tens of millions at every turn, is it really money?

"Both Chelsea and Bayern Munich have shifted their targets. It is reported that Chelsea has focused on Naples' Cavani and Manchester United's Wayne Rooney, but it is estimated that the former is more likely."

Charlene Lahiri also thought it made sense.

If Chelsea were really interested in Rooney, they would have done it long ago.

All kinds of rumors in the past few years, in the final analysis, Rooney's agent is too powerful.

"What about Bayern Munich?"

"The Bundesliga squad has always been very careful in spending money. According to the information we have received, it is likely to be Dortmund's Lewandowski, but we don't know exactly how."

The situation in the transfer market is changing, who can know exactly what will happen tomorrow?
Charlene Lahiri herself was a journalist, so she understood the group of people under her very well.

"In a few days, it will be the International Champions Cup in North America. This is our first trip to the United States. Although we have the support of Miracle Media, we still need to be fully prepared."

After hearing this, all the subordinates nodded in agreement.

"Also, those who stay at Southampton must keep abreast of transfer trends."

After everyone solemnly agreed again, Charlene Lahiri waved her hand, signaling them all to get busy.

After everyone dispersed, she picked up the mobile phone on the table and saw a text message.

"Urgently invite a bed test girl, aged up to 28 years old, good-looking and beautiful, sincere service attitude, cool and arrogant under the bed, enthusiastic and unrestrained on the bed, please call if you are interested, you will regret it if you don't come!"

When Charlene Lahiri saw this text message, she immediately spat.

Too much!

You want to go to test the bed with him by yourself?

Still not going to regret it?
I……

wait, is it...

(End of this chapter)