Chapter 16： Savior

just fired the team's head coach in the afternoon, but in the evening Yang Huan took the team up and down to dinner in Southampton.

Southampton is a beautiful and quiet harbour. There are not many hotels. They are basically old shops with a long history. There are many restaurants, but there are few restaurants that can accommodate so many people in Southampton.

Finally, Nicolas Cortes bought a Chinese restaurant.

This Chinese restaurant called Jinhan Palace is in a good location. It is near the headquarters of the International Sailing Federation, next to the River Testa. It focuses on Chinese culture. Even the decoration style of the restaurant adopts the ancient Chinese palace style. The roof cover It is yellow and green glazed tiles, the gate is that kind of ancient stone archway, and two big stone lion towns are on the left and right.

At first glance, it looks very attractive, but a little bit local.

But being able to see this traditional Chinese element in a foreign country, Yang Huan is still very satisfied.

Nicolas Cortes is a striking guy!

As soon as Yang Huan entered, everyone in the room stood up to greet him, waiting for him to say something.

"I am very happy today. I believe that with the joint efforts of all of us, Southampton will surely be able to reach the pinnacle of glory!"

"And I also believe that every one of you here will have the opportunity to win the Premier League, enter the national team, and become a top star!"

"Here, I don’t have much to say. I will treat everything you eat, drink, and play tonight. If any of you are polite to me, if you are not satisfied with your food, drink too much, and have no fun, then Just don't give me face!"

"Come on, let's go one!"

As he said, Yang Huan raised a bottle of green beer high, which turned out to be Qingdao.

The employees also raised their beer, but the players hesitated, because professional players can't drink.

"It's okay, today the new boss has a treat, everyone is happy, drink!" a middle-aged man shouted loudly.

So all of a sudden everyone in the audience held up the aluminum cans of beer, and the scene suddenly became lively.

"Everyone won't be drunk or return!" Yang Huan shouted loudly.

"thank you boss!"

"Long live the boss!"

The oldest players in Southampton are only about 30 years old. They are used to restraint. It is rare to let go today. For a while, the whole audience became noisy, and the atmosphere became very warm, especially the young people.

"Who is that person?" Yang Huan looked at the person who just let the players drink, and asked Nicola Cortes.

"Oh, Martin Hunter, head coach of the youth team, now temporarily replacing the first team."

Yang Huan nodded, "It's a talent!"

In his opinion, as long as he is a sleek and eye-catching boy, he is basically a talent.

Maybe Yang Huan just said something casually, but Nicolas Cortez secretly remembered in his heart that Martin Hunt must be promoted and raised to keep the talent in the boss's mouth.

Facts have proved that both Chinese and foreigners like to lively, because people themselves like lively.

At the end of this meal, the scene became a mess, and the relationship between each other was enhanced.

Yang Huan wanted this effect, so he always smiled and watched.

"Master Huan." Zhang Ning walked over with a middle-aged man with black hair and yellow skin.

"This is the owner of the Jinhan Palace Chinese Restaurant. He said he wants to get to know you."

Yang Huan, this is the first time I met a compatriot abroad, and stood up with a smile, "Hello, my name is Yang Huan and I come from Longhai."

"My name is Huang Tianshun and I am from Guangdong."

"Good place, Cantonese food, my favorite." Yang Huan is not used to spicy food, but Cantonese food suits his appetite.

"But, frankly, boss, you don't do very well with these dishes."

Huang Tianshun smiled awkwardly, "Actually, this is also the usual practice of overseas Chinese restaurants. The taste of foreigners is different from ours, so we have to make some adjustments, but I did not expect..."

"In this way, I will ask the kitchen to get you some authentic Cantonese dishes again, as an apologize."

Yang Huan did not refuse, but saw Huang Tianshun turn back to call the man, said a few words, let the man hurriedly notify the kitchen.

"Boss Huang, your business usually doesn't look good here."

This is purely a feeling, because Nicolas Cortez was temporarily private, but during the entire meal, no one came in. It can be seen that even in normal times, business is not very good.

"Yeah, I'm not afraid to be honest. I have been learning to cook since I was fifteen. I can cook Cantonese, Sichuan and other major cuisines. Before I came to the UK, I spent a few years and saved some money. I opened my own restaurant and did some business, but I didn’t expect..."

After Yang Huan listened, he laughed, and patted Huang Tianshun on the shoulder, "Actually, I think, you are too accommodating to them."

"How do you say?" Huang Tianshun could also tell that Yang Huan was no ordinary person.

Can ordinary people come to buy Southampton?

"You think, if you changed the taste, is that still Chinese food?"

Huang Tianshun didn't quite understand it.

"When foreigners come to Chinese restaurants, they want to taste the freshness, but you make Chinese food similar to foreign dishes. Do you think they will like it?"

"But all Chinese restaurants do this!"

Yang Huan laughed immediately when he heard it, "Yes, they all do this, so you can't do it!"

"Moreover, the decoration of your restaurant is too rich and high-profile. Who wants to eat in the golden palace? Really think you have the feeling of an emperor? What age is this, how do ordinary foreigners know what the Chinese emperor is?"

Zhang Ning looked at it funny, but Yang Huan, a layman, taught the chef who had been in the restaurant business for decades to come.

But after careful consideration, there is indeed such a truth.

Huang Tianshun was also a little frustrated. He has been in this store for more than two years, and his business has not improved. When the business is better, he can save money. If the business is not good, he will lose money.

This losing business is getting more and more frustrated!

After listening to Yang Huan's words today, he vaguely realized the problem, but he couldn't turn over.

"I think Young Master Yang Huan is right, I wonder if you are interested in investing in the catering industry?"

"Invest in catering?" Yang Huan smiled as soon as he heard it, and shook his head vigorously, "I know how to eat if I don't know how to cook, and I don't need money. The catering industry is hard work and makes little money. It's not worthwhile. "

Huang Tianshun knows that Yang Huan is a child of the rich family. Just now I heard him say a little bit of truth, where is willing to let go, "Master Yang Huan, I am a cook, business or something, I am not the material, but you are , I see you are a good material for business."

Yang Huan is a man who eats soft but not hard. He likes to be praised by others and smiles cheerfully when he is praised.

"Nothing, my family is my worst at doing business."

Zhang Ning stared at the side and wanted to laugh. This dude can do business? It's about the same if you spend money!

"Master Yang Huan, don’t you know that in the past few years, we Chinese and Chinese have opened Chinese restaurants in Europe. Business has become more and more difficult to do. Many people have switched to sales and wholesale. But once the economic crisis came, trade It’s not good anymore. Now there are only three or four Chinese restaurants in Southampton that are of a little scale, and the others are all running badly."

"We Chinese people often gather together to figure out which part of the problem is wrong, but we have not found it. After listening to your remarks by Master Yang Huan today, I really think you should try it. Maybe you can help overseas The restaurant has figured out a new way."

With such a clasp on such a tall hat, it makes people feel that Yang Huan is not simply running a Chinese restaurant, but is simply playing the savior and saving Chinese restaurants overseas.

As soon as Zhang Ning saw Yang Huan's expression, he knew that this guy was favored, and he wanted to agree.

Sure enough, Yang Huan tweeted twice, and muttered to himself: "Think about it carefully. In fact, if you can manage a Chinese restaurant well, there is a lot to do. Try it in Southampton first. If you succeed, you can open chains everywhere. Change into four...Finally, every big city in Europe opened a branch. Wow, there is a future!"

"Zhang Ning, come here!" Yang Huan waved to Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning secretly said in his heart, as expected, he curled his lips and walked over, "What are you doing?"

"Do you think this business can be done?" Yang Huan asked.

Huang Tianshun looked at Zhang Ning expectantly, and this beautiful goddess-level girl did not disappoint him.

"If you are really interested, you can actually try it. By the way, boss Huang, is the house your own?" Speaking of investment, Zhang Ning is a high-achieving student of the most famous Longhai University Business School in China, and his vision is naturally not bad. .

"The house is rented, but it can be sold off." Huang Tianshun quickly replied.

"The offer, of course, is to get an offer. Renting someone else's house is not as convenient as owning it!" Yang Huan made the decision without hesitation.

Zhang Ning is used to it, but Huang Tianshun was shocked. How rich is this young master?

Although this house has only two floors, it needs to be sold, at least six figures in pounds.

"Well, take down the house and land and redecorate it. As for the manpower..." Zhang Ning looked at Yang Huan.

Yang Huan looked at Huang Tianshun again, "I said Lao Huang, you can buy your shop, but you have to stay and work for me to take charge of the overall situation."

Huang Tianshun hesitated for a while, nodded and said: "Yes."

His daughter was studying in Southampton, and now she has closed the store. Although she has lost some money, she has a job that guarantees income from droughts and floods. Coupled with the fact that his wife can continue to work in the restaurant, the family is relieved.

"Then do it, take it down, and at least have a place to eat in the future, so that you don't have to eat those terrible Western food every day!" Yang Huan always felt that Chinese food was the most delicious and delicious.

"Oh, by the way, Zhang Ning, the restaurant will be transferred to your name and redecorated outside. Don’t make it like a palace and temple. It’s simple but not simple. It must reflect a very high-end petty bourgeoisie. Everyone likes this tune."

"Besides, it’s close to the River Teste, so you have to make good use of it, so you’ll have to re-make it later. The dishes should be as delicate as possible. Each dish should not be too much, but it must be delicate and delicious, light, but it must be preserved. Chinese food flavors, and then take a few high-end and high-end dishes names, write Chinese, and use English annotations next to them, in case foreigners don’t understand them."

Huang Tianshun was a little dumbfounded. He opened a restaurant in a British place and wrote the name of the dish in Chinese?

This is forcing the British to learn Chinese!

"Old Huang, take a pen at UU reading , and write it down!" Yang Huan said a lot, and said whatever he thought of, but he couldn't remember.

Huang Tianshun was awakened by his shouting, only then realized that he had just completed his identity change from restaurant owner to migrant worker.

Zhang Ning has become accustomed to Yang Huan's style of doing things, but he is a little bit funny in his heart.

Is my name in this restaurant? Is he going to give it to me?

And looking at his listing one by one, I'm afraid the investment will not be small, at least seven figures.

He... really trusts me that much?

I think of it again, after Yang Huan gambled with Liu Mingwei, they directly handed him 300 million IOUs, and after coming to Europe, she was also responsible for all the funds of Yang Huan.

All of this is full of trust that cannot be thicker.

"Well, that's all for now, I'll talk about it when I think about it!"

Yang Huan didn't know what Zhang Ning was thinking, but he was a bit dry.

Simply, Huang Tianshun directly asked Zhang Ning to find something, and turned around and went back to drink with the players and employees.

But what Yang Huan didn’t know was that when he was drinking and drinking with the players, Alan Padu was at his home in Wimbledon, London, and he was telling with blood and tears that Yang Huan, an upstart owner who doesn’t understand football, was right. He did all the evil deeds.

The sad and bleak look, alive and well like an old British lady who has just been LJed by a group of people.