Chapter 778: What are you afraid of

Name:Football Giants Author:Chen Aiting
"Master Huan, the big thing is not good!"

Everyone in the room was taken aback when they heard Nicola Cortez's shout, and they all looked over.

The Italian banker realized that he had lost his temper, and was a little embarrassed, but he came over.

"Nicolas, what's the situation?" Yang Huan frowned.

This is a critical moment. If something happens at this time, it is likely to be a major event!

If something happens to the fans, what Yang Huan is most worried about will happen.

Therefore, at this moment, Yang Huan's heart can be described as hanging to his voice.

"Master Huan, a lot of fan organizations just came to me, or called me, they couldn't buy tickets at all."

When Nicolas Cortes said this, Yang Huan was obviously relieved.

Yayagope, it turned out to be such a thing, scared the baby to death!

But soon, his brows also frowned, and fans couldn't buy tickets, which is also an old problem.

For example, Southampton played Bayern Munich at home, and St. Mary's Stadium had a total of more than 30,000 seats. If some of the club’s free tickets were deducted, at most 25,000 were sold. The result?

There are more than 400,000 players who want to buy tickets!

Oh my god, it's four hundred thousand!

Even at the Nou Camp Stadium, it is impossible to accommodate so many people!

"Master Huan, I just contacted the Lisbon city government. It was originally estimated that there were 150,000 tourists and fans, but in fact, there are already 150,000, and by night, it is estimated that there will be 200,000!"

"Of these 200,000 people, most of them are fans of our Southampton and Atletico Madrid. Therefore, the city government hopes that we can actively cooperate with them to divert and guide them."

The Stadium of Light in Lisbon can only accommodate 58,000 fans in total. Southampton and Atletico Madrid have each received 17,000 tickets, which is a drop in the bucket for both teams.

According to Southampton’s usual distribution in the past, each player can be allocated 50 tickets per game. The coaching staff, employees and sponsors have some free tickets, plus the 1,000 members of the Saints Fan Club. There are five tickets per person, and if you add them up, there are nearly 7,000 tickets.

In other words, the number that can fall into the hands of fans is 10,000 at most.

However, these ten thousand tickets are not distributed fairly. For example, fans who hold the team's season tickets for this season and the next season have the right to buy first, and the club's official fan organization will allot a certain number of tickets.

As a result, this score is not enough at all.

"Originally, these fans who came to Lisbon wanted to buy tickets on the spot, and some even planned to grab tickets from the scalpers. As a result, now the tickets outside have sold for four thousand euros, and it is still hard to get a ticket. !"

Yang Huan smiled helplessly when he heard this.

The Stadium of Light can only sit so many people, he is also very helpless, okay?

Is it possible that he can magic? Can make everyone smaller and stuff them all in?

"Nikola, you should explain these things to the fans. It's useless to tell me!"

Of course Nicolas Cortes knows, "Master Huan, I have explained to the fans, but there is one thing, I believe you should have a way."

"What's the matter?" Yang Huan was surprised, what could he do?

"According to the allocation of tickets, we and Atletico Madrid will each have 17,000 tickets, but UEFA has 24,000 tickets. According to the information I have received, they still have a lot of tickets in their hands, but I After communicating with them, they refused to supply us, and even refused to pay for it."

Yang Huan suddenly understood.

In fact, think about it, this UEFA is indeed dark enough.

The two teams participating in the game only got 34,000 tickets, but you got 24,000 tickets for UEFA.

Of course, considering that ticket sales revenue is also a major source of income for UEFA in the Champions League final, Yang Huan feels that such a distribution is understandable.

But the question is, you still have tickets in your hand, why can't you sell them to the fans of the two teams?

"In this way, Nicolas, you go to raise internal votes first. I believe that there should be a lot more on the players, employees and sponsors! The remaining votes are all raised for the fans. As for UEFA..."

Yang Huan thought for a while, "I happen to be looking for Platini for something, I'll go talk to him!"

"Well, good, then I will do it right away!"

"Go!" Yang Huan waved his hand.

After sending away Nikolai Cortez, Yang Huan sent away the management of the clubs one after another.

Then he called Platini again and made an appointment to have lunch in the box of Wangjiang Pavilion.

An hour later, Yang Huan met the UEFA president who was like a thief in the box on the second floor of Wangjiang Pavilion's Lisbon branch.

This guy should be afraid of being seen by others, causing trouble!

"Don't worry about it, Michelle, the more you are afraid, the more you will come!" Yang Huan laughed when he saw his appearance.

"Look at me, you are not afraid of heaven and earth, and you haven't seen anything wrong with me!"

Platini smiled bitterly as soon as he sat down, "Master Huan, you are you, can I compare with you?"

If we have the patience of Young Master Huan, oh no, as long as there are half the capabilities of Young Master Huan, do we still need to be this bitter UEFA president?

Give us a FIFA president, we didn't even see it!

"Okay, okay, I mean!" Yang Huan smiled and waved his hand.

Platini laughed twice, and saw that Young Master Huan had ordered a table of delicacies, and immediately ate it unceremoniously, not forgetting to even claim that it was delicious.

After eating almost, the UEFA president remembered serious business.

"Master Huan, you said you want to find me, what's the matter?" Platini asked.

To be honest, for this sensitive moment, he was a little wary of meeting Young Master Huan.

I am afraid that Young Master Huan wants to do something in the Champions League final by himself, that is too risky.

Besides, aren't both Southampton and Atletico Madrid's teams? Is there anything more necessary?

Yang Huan understood it in his heart, but didn't show it. Instead, he smiled slightly, "I heard that you still have some tickets in your hands that haven't been sold, right?"

"Tickets?" Platini frowned and thought for a while, "Well, yes, there are some tickets, but not many. They are all originally allocated to sponsors and invited guests, and some are Motorized tickets, so..."

Yang Huan said, "Actually, it's already noon now. Those who should come are also here. Those who haven't come, I'm afraid they won't come again. So, I was wondering if I could take out those tickets. , Distributed to two teams to sell?"

After speaking, Yang Huan didn't want Platini to misunderstand himself, and added, "Of course, the revenue from ticket sales goes to UEFA!"

Just kidding, there are at least a few thousand tickets left in UEFA's hands. If converted into money, that would be a lot of money.

As the so-called brothers are making clear accounts, Yang Huan never cares about such trivial matters.

If he really wants to calculate, it must be a big number.

Platini thought for a while, "I have to discuss this matter with them later, but I believe that the problem is not big!"

This can be regarded as the UEFA president agreed.

Yang Huan also nodded in satisfaction, "There is another thing."

"Young Master Huan, please say!"

Platini is now in the same boat as Yang Huan, and even, to a certain extent, he still has to look at Young Master Huan's face.

Therefore, for Yang Huan's request, he dared not say that he was obedient, but he did his best to satisfy.

"It's not a difficult task. I just want you to postpone the result of the 2016 UEFA Champions League final for a few months before you announce it."

"Postponed? Why?" Platini was very strange.

According to past practice, it should be announced now.

But why did Young Master Huan postpone the announcement?

"Our Glory Stadium is already applying to UEFA for a five-star hotel review, and it will probably pass in June."

Platini suddenly understood, "Master Huan, what do you mean..."

"Yes, I hope to use the Glory Stadium to apply for the right to host the UEFA Champions League final."

Platini nodded.

For the Glory Stadium in Southampton, Platini has personally visited it. Whether it is in terms of software, hardware, or stadium capacity, it has reached the five-star standard. It is not difficult to pass the five-star audit. No.

It can even be said that if the Glory Stadium does not reach the five-star standard, then no team in Europe or even the world can reach the five-star standard, but...

"Master Huan, you also know that in recent years, there have been certain requirements for the host city of the Champions League final. For Southampton, I am afraid...a bit difficult!"

According to UEFA's requirements, the venue for the Champions League final must be a five-star.

In Europe, there are a total of more than 30 five-star stadiums, and a considerable part of them have long been abandoned.

More importantly, with the operation of the past decade or so, the influence of the Champions League has become more and more important, and the economic promotion effect of the bidding cities has become more and more obvious. Therefore, selecting some large cities with relatively strong economic strength has become One of the bid criteria for the host city of the Champions League.

Looking at the past, almost all European cities, such as London, Madrid, Berlin, Munich, Milan and so on.

Southampton is just a small city and there is no way to meet the standards at this point.

"I know, but Southampton belongs to the one-hour economic circle of London. Most of the fans come and go through London's airport. The transportation is very convenient. I believe this shouldn't be a problem?"

Platini listened to it, and after thinking about it, he could barely make sense.

"However, Master Huan, in Berlin in 2015 and Milan in 2016. This is a consensus that has been reached long ago. If adjustments are made rashly now, I am afraid it will easily cause controversy."

Yang Huan listened and laughed again, "It's simple. Milan will not do it until 2017. We Southampton will bid for 2016. Although the time is a bit short, it is completely too late, and it is really fair. In terms of competition, who do you think has the better chance of winning?"

This really embarrassed Platini, but Young Master Huan opened his mouth and couldn't refuse, right?

Not much else, Young Master Huan has helped him so much and has never asked for anything. This time he said, it was too shameful to refuse.

"Don't worry, Michel, I will do the work of the Milan government. There will be no big problems. As for the Milan side what do they like, if you dare to talk more , I have a way to rectify them, so the problem is not big!"

Hearing what Master Huan said, Platini had no worries.

"Well, Master Huan, but I can only promise you that I will do my best to fight for it. As for the delay, there is no problem. I will deal with it. I will postpone the announcement until the Champions League draw in September!"

"Well, good, just do it!" Yang Huan was also satisfied.

In September, the review of the Southampton Glory Stadium had been passed long ago, and it was logical to host the Champions League final.

As for why Yang Huan wants to bid for the Champions League final, the reason is simple.

In 2016, the entire Southampton Old Town renovation project will be fully completed.

At that time, marked by the Glory Stadium and the Undersea Hotel, the new Southampton New Town will be officially unveiled.

If there can be a Champions League final, it’s great, isn’t it?