Chapter 620： Is it true?

An extended version of the local tycoon Golden Lagonda Conqueror quickly drove into the St Mary Stadium in Southampton.

Stopped the car steadily at the gate, and immediately a security guard walked up to open the door.

I saw that Yang Huan, in a suit and leather shoes, got out of the car and fastened the buttons on the suit with one hand.

The reporters who had been ambushing outside the fence of St. Mary's Stadium suddenly flashed with a flash, and many people even screamed.

"Oh my God, is Master Huan going to spend his honeymoon or to Africa? Why is it so dark?"

"Chocolate color, I like it!"

"Black is so handsome, it's so charming!"

"a bunch of idiots!"

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

Peter Kenyon, Ron Gurley, and Bielsa, who had been waiting for a long time, just came out to greet them. Several people met at the gate and went straight to the entrance without saying a word.

"Why are there so many reporters outside?"

As soon as he walked into the conference room, Yang Huan came to the window, gently pressed the shutter bars, and glanced outside the wall, and found that there were more than 20 reporters standing outside, a little surprised.

Peter Kenyon and Ron Gurley looked at each other and both shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

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

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

But behind the laughter, there is a strong confidence.

In three years, Southampton spent three years, step by step from England's third-level team to the throne of the Premier League championship. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a miracle!

Yang Huan also smiled and released his hand on the blinds, and with a sigh, the blinds returned to normal.

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

This immediately made everyone present amused, and many even took the opportunity to flatter.

"Master Huan, even if we didn't win the Premier League championship, the paparazzi are very concerned about your every move!"

"Yes, you can make the headlines of tomorrow's major newspapers if you say anything."

"I feel that most of the reporters outside are for the sake of Young Master Huan!"

Yang Huan smiled and waved his hand, stopping the group of guys from continuing to shoot.

Nimei, her **** is swollen, and if she doesn't stop, she becomes a slapstick.

"Peter, how did you talk to Barcelona?" Yang Huan returned to his position, 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.

Mr. Bald nodded slightly, "It went well, almost as soon as we offered the price, Barcelona agreed."

"Talk about it!" Yang Huan smiled.

“Barcelona pays Neymar’s transfer fee in accordance with players plus cash. Originally, our request was Alexis Sanchez plus 140 million euros in cash. Barcelona officials basically agreed, but in terms of payment methods, there is a bit Trouble." Peter Kenyon said to the end, shaking his head and grinning bitterly.

"What's the trouble?"

"According to the agreement, they should pay us 70 million euros first, and the remaining 70 million euros will be paid next year. However, Roselle did everything possible to raise funds and even sold Thiago 20 million euros to Bayern Munich. At most, only 60 million euros were raised."

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

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

No matter how Real Madrid fans reprimand Florentino, or even demean him for nothing, no one can deny that without Florentino, Real Madrid would have never known what it would be like.

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

As soon as Peter Kenyon said this, the meeting room was directly fried.

"What does Roselle mean?"

"Unexpectedly, Barcelona is so poor that it can't get 10 million euros!"

"Why, take Iniesta for ten million to make up the number?"

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

Everyone's jokes made Yang Huan smile too.

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

"Villa!"

"Nime!" Yang Huan cursed without thinking about it.

Use Villa to make up the numbers?

His Roselle is so beautiful!

Barcelona brought in the 29-year-old Villa from Valencia at a high price of 40 million euros. This transaction was criticized by the outside world, and it was considered not worthwhile.

Now three years have passed, and Villa will be thirty-two years old. Barcelona still wants to use Villa to make up 10 million?

Others in the room also felt it was not worthwhile, because Villa was of no use to Southampton.

Sitting on the sofa, Yang Huan searched Barcelona's first team roster with his mobile phone, looking down from above, picking one by one.

To be honest, there are not many that can be appreciated by him.

"You tell Russell, use him to collect the ten million euros!"

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

"Master Huan, we don't lack right back!" Bielsa immediately shook his head.

Sitting on a Danilo with excellent offensive power and a strong defensive Azpilicueta, Southampton's right can be said to be as stable as a mountain. What's the use of a Montoya?

"I know, Simeone wants it!"

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

Juan Fran is only twenty-eight years old, just in time, but Atletico Madrid will have to deal with three fronts next. Only one unreliable Kino Peruzi is not enough.

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

Moreover, it is not unreasonable that all Europe is optimistic about Montoya.

After hearing what the young master Huan said, they suddenly understood that Montoya was prepared for Atletico Madrid.

Think about it, 10 million euros in exchange for Montoya is also quite a bargain.

"Well, I'll contact Bartomeu as soon as I turn around!" Peter Kenyon immediately agreed.

Yang Huan nodded then.

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

Everyone nodded frequently.

"Florentino told me to understand our decision, but he hopes that we will sell Gareth Bale to Real Madrid."

Having said that, Yang Huan smiled slightly and asked: "Guess how many did they offer?"

The crowd suddenly became lively.

"Preliminary estimate, 60 million euros."

"Impossible, Manchester City has already opened up to 70 million euros, and Real Madrid has another 60 million. Isn't it just looking for money?"

"I think it should be around 80 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?" Ron Gurley was taken aback.

Yang Huan nodded, still smiling.

"90 million euros?" Peter Kenyon guessed again.

I don't know, Young Master Huan still shook his head.

"Could it be...a hundred million?" Ron Gurley couldn't sit still at this moment.

But Master Huan was still shaking his head!

Everyone was in an uproar.

Good deed, one hundred million, more than that?

What is going on here?

Isn't this world crazy?

Yang Huan saw everyone's reaction and immediately stood up with a laugh.

"I told Florentino that we have already let go of a Neymar, and it is impossible to let Gareth Bale go again. So, even though Manchester City offered a sky-high price of 70 million euros, we still refused!"

Everyone was dumbfounded when everyone heard this.

What Master Huan said is true!

Anyone, any team, just ask a little bit in the transfer market, can understand the truth.

But how much did Real Madrid open?

"Two million euros!"

"what?"

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

Two hundred million euros?

My goodness, my God, this is crazy too, right?

Use 200 million euros to introduce Gareth Bale?

My heart, I am almost out of breath!

It is simply unimaginable!

Who can believe that Real Madrid has used 200 million euros to introduce Gareth Bale. How is this possible?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Many people at the scene shook their heads constantly, feeling that this was completely unrealistic.

After Gareth Bale joined Southampton, his commercial value has indeed improved a lot, and he has signed a lot of sponsorship contracts, but the problem is that neither his playing style nor his looks, or even the national team, can be compared with Neymar. .

If Neymar was in the crazy bidding of the Western Super League duo, his net worth soared to 160 million euros, which is already quite a crazy thing. Gareth Bale sold for 200 million euros. It's outrageous.

"Master Huan, are you sure that Florentino made an offer of 200 million euros?"

Peter Kenyon also had to ask Xiang Yang Huan with a wry smile, he thought this was totally unrealistic.

That's 200 million euros, not a small sum!

I don't know, Yang Huan was very sure, and nodded very surely, "He did offer 200 million euros!"

Seeing Master Huan's serious appearance, everyone in the room was startled and looked at each other in disbelief. Obviously, they all felt that this was a crazy rhythm.

Florentino is not taking the wrong medicine, right?

Otherwise, why would a 200 million euro offer for a Gareth Bale?

When Yang Huan saw the crowd so surprised, he immediately chuckled, apparently 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 200 million euros!"

"If he dares to open it, no matter who it is, I think he must sell it!"

"Yeah, that's 200 million euros. It would be a shame not to sell!"

"I also think it's ridiculous200 million euros is not realistic at all!"

Everyone thinks it is impossible for you or me.

But Yang Huan shook his head and said very solemnly: "I laughed, not because I lied. Florentino did offer a transfer offer of up to 200 million pounds in two years. One hundred and thirty million euros are paid annually, and the remaining 70 million euros will be paid next year."

After Young Master Listening Huan said this, everyone present widened their eyes, and obviously couldn't believe it.

Is it... true?

Florentino really made a transfer offer of 200 million euros?

But just when they wanted to believe, Yang Huan laughed again.

"It's just that, Florentino hopes that we can give play to the excellent quality of small profits but quick turnover, buy one get one free!" r1148

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