Football giants

Chapter 630 Can we be thicker-skinned?
"What? What did you say? Chelsea want Mandzukic?"

Yang Huan was a little surprised after receiving a call from Atletico Madrid CEO Soriano.

"Hey, they finally couldn't help but want to do it!"

Just kidding, there is only one Mandzukic left in the center of the European Gunners. If you don't do anything, I will be sold to Bayern Munich. Who is afraid of whom?
The big deal is to sell it cheaper, can you bite me?
"Master Huan, they asked for the price through Mendez's relationship." Soriano also found it funny.

Chelsea also publicly declared before that Mandzukic is too expensive, only a fool would buy it, but now?

Don't you want to rush over and swallow the nonsense you spit out before?
"Mendez!" Yang Huan said the name with a smile.

Frankly speaking, he didn't have much affection for Jorge Mendes, so the first thing he did after he took charge of Atletico Madrid was to completely cut off Mendes' hand in Atletico Madrid's management and cut off his thoughts.

It can be seen that he is now climbing the high branch of Chelsea again through the relationship of Mourinho.

"This guy is really shrewd. With Chelsea's current lineup, massive signings are inevitable. He went to participate at this time, and he made it clear that he wanted to get a piece of the action, and he has such a good relationship with Abramovich..."

When Yang Huan said this, hehehe, the meaning is self-evident.

Agents are already an indispensable role for professional football.

For club owners, it is inconvenient for many things to come forward in person, or even unwilling to participate because of their status, so it has to be done through the club's senior management or a well-connected agent.

Of course, it also depends on who it is.

Just like Yang Huan, there are only two people who can gain his trust, one is Raiola and the other is Pini Zahavi.

Without exception, these two people are very shrewd, and at the same time, they are quite reliable in handling affairs.

As for being made money by them, this is also a matter of course.

If you don't get benefits, people are willing to run errands for you for free?

"Master Huan, what are we going to do now?" Soriano asked.

Yang Huan laughed, "What price does Chelsea offer?"

"6000 million euros, the price we previously offered to the media."

"Damn it, Abramovich is really generous!" Yang Huan couldn't help being a little moved.

"Isn't it?" Soriano was also amazed.

6000 million euros, four years ago, you could almost buy a Kaka.

But what surprised Soriano was what Yang Huan said next.

"Tell Mendes, 6000 million euros are not for sale!"

"What?" Soriano's jaw almost dropped, "Not for sale?"

God, Master Huan, that's 6000 million euros, why not sell it?
Didn't we agree?

Mandzukic is not in Diego Simeone's plan, we have to sell cash at the right time and at the right price.

Could it be that your old man has regretted it now?

"Yes, 6000 million euros, too low!"

"What?" Soriano was taken aback again and smiled wryly.

"Master Huan, there are only a handful of teams in Europe that can afford 6000 million euros!"

Yang Huan, on the other hand, replied straightforwardly, "So what?"

What... what is so what?
Master Huan, it's true that you are rich and powerful, but why insist on having trouble with money?
"You release the news, at least 8000 million euros, otherwise, Mandzukic will not sell!"

"Eight...8000 million?" Soriano was stunned.

But Yang Huan shook his head and smiled, "Let me tell you, the new Premier League broadcast contract for the new season will come into effect, and the income of all teams will be greatly increased on the original basis."

When Soriano heard this, he immediately groaned, and thought to himself, no wonder the Premier League teams have started spending a lot of money on signings this summer, and even Arsenal, the owner of this hairless owner, has spent nearly [-] million. It turns out that is the case.

"According to current preliminary estimates, the prize money for the top four teams in the league should be around [-] million pounds."

"[-] million pounds?" Soriano was frightened out of his wits!

My God, [-] million pounds is simply an astronomical figure, is there any?
"So, don't underestimate the temptation of the top four in the league. It's not just the qualification for the European competition next season, and the tens of millions of income in the European arena, but also the income from the Premier League broadcast rights. The value is amazing!"

Yang Huan's words were not an exaggeration at all.

With the increasing broadcasting rights of the Premier League, especially the rapid development of overseas markets, the income of each team in the broadcasting rights of the Premier League has increased very rapidly. Every ranking is a desperate competition, and the competition is very fierce.

After all, any ranking is related to millions of pounds in income, who wouldn't want to grab it?
But in this way, it also caused a tragic civil war in the Premier League, and it was also greatly affected in the European arena.

Just imagine, with the massive signings of Manchester City, Arsenal, Tottenham Hotspur, Liverpool, Chelsea and other teams this summer, how fierce the competition in the Premier League will become?

If Chelsea still wants to compete for the top four in the league, big signings will become a must!
While Soriano was shocked, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

"Master Huan, we only offered 4000 million euros to Bayern Munich, but 8000 million euros to Chelsea. Will this..."

He really wanted to ask, would it be too unkind?
But in the end, he didn't dare to speak out.

"What will it be? The ownership of the players is ours, and we can sell them as we please. When will it be someone else's turn to judge? If Chelsea dare to say anything more, just tell them to go, I will not sell them!"

Soriano was covered in waterfall sweat.

Isn't this too rich, Master Huan?
In order to get angry, the 8000 million euros were not sold, but they were sold to the 4000 million euros, which is capricious!

"Don't worry, scarcity determines value these days. Mourinho doesn't look down on Lewandowski and Higuain, but he likes Mandzukic very much. Coupled with a shrewd and ghostly Mendes, and Abramovich, the rich man on the Forbes list, Chelsea will not be easily frightened!"

Soriano smiled wryly, is that so?
"Then, Master Huan, let's cling to 8000 million euros and not let go?"

Yang Huan thought about it, and it seemed too unkind, "Forget it, when the time is right, you can give a friendly price and a discount, but it must not be lower than 7000 million euros, otherwise we will sell it to Bayern Munich!"

"Understood!" Soriano now had a principle in his heart.

After Yang Huan hung up the phone, he still had a wicked smile on his face.

"Hey, Abramovich, I think you will vomit three liters of blood if you don't die this time!"

Sitting in the conference room, Sun Yue, Zhao Yuanfang and others all had funny faces.

They were all very surprised, why did Master Huan just dislike Abramovich?
Could it be that this rich man is jealous when they meet each other?
"Okay, let's not talk about that, let's continue!"

Yang Huan waved his hand and sat back in his seat.

Sun Yue, Zhao Yuanfang and the others looked at each other, feeling helpless.

Master Huan is so unpredictable.

"Sun Yue, what is the reaction to the domestic live broadcast of this International Champions Cup?"

As soon as Master Huan asked, Sun Yue immediately became serious.

"The response is not bad. The TV stations in all first-tier cities, including the central government, the capital, Longhai, Yangcheng, etc., as well as major domestic portals and video sites have broadcast this event live, and the fans have responded enthusiastically."

This time, the live broadcast of the International Champions Cup in China is more or less suspected of warming up, so the major TV stations and video websites only charge a very small part of the cost.

Because of this, this event has aroused considerable repercussions in the country.

"However, there are some problems!" Sun Yue said worriedly.

"what is the problem?"

Yang Huan's tone was very calm, and he had already expected that there was a problem.

If there is no problem, then it is a strange thing!

"After many contacts, the major TV stations have some opinions on the live broadcast fee of the new season of the Premier League. They all said that unless we are willing to accept the live broadcast price similar to the International Champions Cup, otherwise, they will not broadcast the new season of the Premier League!"

Yang Huan laughed when he heard this.

"They are still like this, a typical high-ranking official!"

Sun Yue also nodded with a sneer, who said otherwise?

Most of the current traditional TV stations still belong to the system, aren't they just officials?
"With their rigid thinking logic, they can't keep up with the changes and development of the times. They think that it is still the era in the past, and we have to beg hard to be on their TV program list?"

Speaking of this, Yang Huan sneered.

"Times have changed long ago, but they are still the same!"

In Yang Huan's view, this is a kind of thinking that is destined to be abandoned by the times.

Sun Yue also couldn't understand those people, but he was very worried.

"Master Huan, is it okay to watch the Premier League live broadcast for a fee? Will it arouse the indignation of the fans? Back then, Tiansheng was almost sprayed to death by the fans' saliva, so Xinying has spent more money to cultivate the market in the past few years."

Zhao Yuanfang also felt that if Master Huan really wanted to do this, it would be a bit risky.

If the fans are offended, wouldn't it ruin the fame of the whole life?
"Master Huan, you must be aware of the domestic network environment. Everything is free. If you charge rashly, I'm afraid..."

"Wait!" Yang Huan suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him, frowning, "Who told you that I will charge you?"

Sun Yue and Zhao Yuanfang were dumbfounded when you looked at me and I looked at you.

No charge?
My young master Huan, you spent so much money to buy the broadcasting rights of the Premier League, you don’t charge?
"Master Huan, you are not joking, are you?"

Sun Yue thought it was possible, because there was only about a month left before the live broadcast of the Premier League, but Master Huan did not give a reply from the beginning to the end as to whether to charge or not.

But if it's really free, how do you recover the cost?

"Are you kidding me?" Yang Huan acted as if I was more wronged than Dou E, "Who's kidding?"

"You guys, don't think about making money all day long, you're all getting into the eyes of money, and don't think about it, why can't domestic football develop? There are few fans! Why are there few fans? Because there are few live football matches and the football market is not cultivated enough!"

"So, we have to think about how to contribute to Chinese football."

Sun Yue and Zhao Yuanfang looked at me and I looked at yours, they were both dumbfounded.

Grandma, how thick-skinned does this person have to be like Master Huan?
I am about to boast that I am the savior of Chinese football!

Although all leaders like to put gold on their faces, it's not so outrageous, right?

Can we be thicker-skinned?
"Now, here is an opportunity to repay the country. Let's live broadcast the Premier League for free, cultivate the domestic football market, and cultivate more fans. I believe that as time goes on, with more fans, Chinese football will definitely become stronger and stronger!"

Both Sun Yue and Zhao Yuanfang wanted to show a middle finger!
This is too much to talk about, right?
Is it possible that once your Premier League live broadcast is free, Chinese football will win the World Cup?

If so……

Well, if you can, Master Huan, then you can do it for free!
(End of this chapter)