Chapter 26： Yang Huan's request

"Who? Don’t you know I’m working on something very important?"

Yang Huan directly vented the anger in his heart as soon as he answered the phone.

Fortunately, I was just molesting. What if I suddenly call on the phone when I'm really doing errands. What if the younger brother doesn't dare to raise his head to see people?

too irresponsible!

I don’t even give notice in advance when I call. Is there any such call?

"Young Master Huan, it's me." Sun Yue was aggrieved on the phone, and as soon as he got on the phone, he was scolded and scolded.

"If you have something to say quickly, if you have a fart, quickly let go." Yang Huan was in no mood to talk to him.

"There are two things!" Sun Yue took the time, "First, our marketing and public relations department recruited a few people, and second, Alan Padu was at the St. Mary's Stadium. He said he wanted to see you."

"Alan? Padu?" Yang Huan was upset when he heard the name.

Sun Yue smiled on the phone, "Master Huan, I guess he is here to beg for mercy."

"Oh." Yang Huan understood as soon as he heard it, "Since he is begging for mercy, he has to be like a grandson begging for mercy. Let him wait there to see when Master I am happy, and then go to see him. "

"Understood!" Sun Yue also felt that it should be like this. Seeing how majestic this old boy was a few days ago, he felt unhappy in his heart.

"Oh, yes, today you all come to Jinhan Palace after work. No, it used to be called Jinhan Palace. Now it is called Wangjiang Pavilion. Come here. I will invite you to dinner. By the way, I will also bring people from Staplewood. Call them all."

"Understood!" Sun Yue hurriedly agreed, it is good to follow the young master, and please have dinner every three days.

"What about Alan Padu? Please?"

"Leave him alone, let him wait."

After speaking, Yang Huan hung up the phone, and even turned off the phone.

"Alan? Padu is here to beg for mercy?" Zhang Ning guessed from Yang Huan's words.

"Well, this old boy used to be arrogant, but if he doesn't frustrate his spirit now, how will I mess up in the future?"

Zhang Ning's face is full of black lines, really think he is a gangster, brother?

"Actually, don't embarrass him too much. After all, he is British and has a local registered permanent residence. If you embarrass him too much, you are afraid that happiness will lead to sorrow and your advantages will become disadvantages.

Renxin is the most elusive thing, and sometimes it is indiscriminate at all.

"What are you afraid of? He was so arrogant at the beginning. I don't want to get back some face now. I really think I am a bully?"

Zhang Ning shrugged, she just reminded Yang Huan.

Sometimes she also understands that Yang Huan seems to be a fool in doing things, but in fact he has his own set of logic and rules.

In fact, he is not what he seems to be on the surface.

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I'm afraid you will fall in love with me!" Yang Huan saw Zhang Ning staring at him, and simply stared at her.

"Fart!" Zhang Ning cursed and continued to sit down and do things.

Hearing beautiful women cursing and swearing, it was also a refreshing thing. The enthusiasm for work was so high that Yang Huan decided something on the spot.

For example, the Wangjiang Pavilion dining table is all ordered with one brand, all in Chinese, such as benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, loyalty, filial piety, loyalty, filial piety, and forgiveness.

There is also the consumption level of restaurants. Yang Huan directly booked a per capita consumption of 80 pounds. This is still a small gap compared with the top restaurants in London, but in Southampton, it is considered the highest level of consumption.

Zhang Ning argued with Yang Huan for this price, but in the end he couldn't compete with Yang Huan.

Time passed in the quarrel and quarrel between the two, and Yang Huan’s verbal teasing from time to time.

When night fell, the staff at St. Mary's Stadium and Staplewood had received the news, and they all arrived at Wangjiang Pavilion, which is no longer called Jinhan Palace. Huang Tianshun received the notice early and kept running. Prepared, and then busy in the kitchen.

The arrival of these people just gave Huang Tianshun and the chefs a chance to try their dishes. In addition, Yang Huan opened up a generous reward system, so they started to show their magical powers one by one, and they all took out their own unique skills.

The dishes came out one by one, and the team was eager to eat, and the atmosphere of Wangjiang Pavilion suddenly became very lively. It was the first time that even Bielsa, a newcomer, experienced such a scene. It feels very novel and also. A little excited.

Yang Huan pulled Zhang Ning, accompanied by Nicolas Cortez and Sun Yue, toasted table by table. Considering that the team had already started training, everyone didn’t drink, and they all drank fresh juice. The atmosphere It didn't decrease.

In the midst of happiness, Kesh Harris led an Englishman in a suit and leather shoes to walk in from outside.

"Master Huan." Kesh Harris found Yang Huan, who was talking to Zhang Ning.

"Kesh, why are you here?" Yang Huan stood up enthusiastically, "This is..."

"I'll introduce you." Kesh Harris immediately pointed to the British man in suit and leather shoes, who seemed to be about sixty years old, "Chairman of the British Coaches Union, Mr. Howard Wilkinson."

Coach Union Chairman!

Yang Huan immediately guessed the reason as soon as he heard the name, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Wilkinson."

Presumably, this chairman is a rescuer invited by Alan Padu.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan, I have also been in China for a few months. The coach is still the team from Mr. Yang Huan's hometown of Longhai City. Is this considered fate?" Wilkinson does not have the chairman of the management organization. That majesty and arrogance.

Yang Huan eats soft or hard, if you are polite with him, he will be polite with you.

"I know, even now, there are still many Chinese fans who believe that Mr. Wilkinson is the most qualified foreign teacher in Longhai City. Unfortunately, this fate is too short."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Wilkinson was helpless when he talked about what happened back then.

"I wonder if Mr. Yang Huan is convenient? Let's talk outside?"

"please!"

Kesh? Harris knew what they were going to talk about. It was not his turn to participate in this kind of thing, so he stayed for dinner.

The two walked out of Wangjiang Pavilion, left the hustle and bustle, and began to feel the tranquility and elegance of Southampton.

walked to the riverside, holding on to the guardrail, with the salty and wet sea breeze blowing towards his face, and faintly came the movement of the yachts and sailboats on the wharf.

At this moment, Yang Huan remembered his own Sunseeker yacht, and thought to himself that he should buy one for Southampton if he finds an opportunity.

"Mr. Yang Huan, I believe you know what I'm here for." Wilkinson didn't mean anything, but went straight to the topic.

"Yes, I know."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Huan snorted, "Do you think I just let him go like this? Is it possible?"

Without waiting for Wilkinson to speak, Yang Huan continued: "I respect English football very much, but I never respect Alan Padu, because I don’t see anything worthy of my respect in this person, because He has never respected me at all, otherwise he would not do such a thing."

"At the beginning, he unscrupulously attacked me, attacked my team, and even attacked my motherland. None of you stood up to stop him, but now it’s fine. I rehabilitate by my own strength and wash away my grievances. When the rumors and slanderers paid the price, you jumped out and told me, that's it?"

"Do you think this is fair to me?"

Wilkinson sighed. Alan Paddue really did too much.

Speaking of him, the chairman of the coaching union was also sadly reminded. He specifically found Kesh Harris for this matter, and then contacted Yang Huan through Kesh Harris. Who knew that Yang Huan couldn’t get through and the phone was turned off. Anxious, he came directly to Southampton from London.

Just outside the St. Mary's Stadium, he met Alan Padou, where there is a little bit of the style of the famous English coach, like a wild dog abandoned by the roadside, at a loss.

But all of this is his own fault!

"I can understand your feelings, Mr. Yang Huan, but please also understand that football has always had football rules. We have never advocated judicialization of matters in the football field, because we have always believed that justice is excessive. Intervention will destroy the existing structure of football, which is unwilling to see all football practitioners and fans."

Yang Huan knew about this.

Back then, the Bosman Act was a special case, and then whether it was the EU labor law or some laws of other countries, it opened up privileges in the field of football, and even the Bosman Act, which was talked about by countless fans, this player In the end, it is difficult to continue to gain a foothold in football.

This is a hidden rule of European professional football.

"So what?" Yang Huan was strange, it had nothing to do with himself.

Wilkinson smiled, "I was thinking that we might be able to punish Alan Padou in other ways, and there is no need to use justice, because this is about the authority and independence of the football governing body, you should be able to Understand our difficulties?"

Yang Huan thought for a while. He originally only wanted to teach Alan Padu a bitter lesson, and he never thought about pushing anyone to desperately. Besides, he really didn't pay attention to Alan Padu. in.

"My request is very simple!" Yang Huan also offered his own terms, "First of all, he and his team must publish an apology letter in all newspapers, apologize for all their previous irresponsible remarks, and clarify. In fact, this is the prerequisite. If this article is not agreed, then there is no need to talk about it."

Wilkinson thought for a while, nodded and said: "Yes, I will agree on his behalf."

"You also talk about the punishment, I will listen to it, and if it is acceptable, I will agree."

"Has been suspended for half a year and will be compensated 500,000 pounds. This money will be used to compensate for the losses in Southampton." Wilkinson was clearly prepared.

Yang Huan shook his head, "The six-month suspension is too short, and the compensation of 500,000 pounds is too small."

"Then what do you mean?"

"One year ban, one million pounds in compensation!"

Wilkinson smiled wryly, Alan Padu himself is not a rich man, he is banned and fined. Isn't this asking for his wealth?

However, this can be regarded as a painful lesson for him, so that he will learn a little bit later and know who can and cannot be offended.

"Okay, I can also agree on his behalf."

"Alan Padu has his vigor, and I won’t be stingy. I don’t want that one million pounds. I donate it to the FA. I will donate another one million pounds, a total of two hundred. Ten thousand pounds to fund England’s investment in youth training programs."

Wilkinson was a little surprised. One million pounds is enough to bring in a very good player, just don’t?

And donate another million pounds?

What kind of thinking logic is this?

But soon, he understood that Yang Huan didn't want money at all, what he wanted was fame, an excellent fame!

"Okay, I promise!" If Wilkinson doesn't agree to such a good thing, the people who go back to the FA are afraid that he will be divided.

The entire English football world knows that the Premier League is rich, but the English football is always a pauper.

Two million pounds. For the FA, there are too many things that can be done, especially now that the London Olympics are about to be ushered in, there are more places to spend money.

"Mr. Yang Huan, although we met for the first time, I have to say that you are special."

"Really?" Yang Huan accepted the compliment with a smile. He always likes to be praised.

"This is my business card. If you have anything to do in the future, even if you find me, I may be able to say a few words in many places." Wilkinson had a very good impression of Yang Huan and handed him his business card.

Yang Huan took it and put it in his pocket without looking at it, suddenly a question came to mind.

"Mr. Wilkinson, can you help me get an extra quota for the special genius clause?"