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"Mary, Mary!"
Khoff, wearing a thick flannel pajama, walked down the stairs on the second floor. Please search (品@书¥网) to see the most complete! The fastest novel
The fat middle-aged maid walked out of the kitchen and came to the stairs, "Sir, what's the matter?"
"Has the newspaper come this morning?" Khoff asked with a look of concern.
"Not yet, sir, I just went to see it."
Kerchoff gave a slight jaw and thought for a while, "Go out and have a look again. The newspaper is here, and bring it to me immediately."
"Okay, sir!"
After speaking, the middle-aged maid turned around and left.
Khoff grabbed the guardrail of the stairs in one hand and walked down slowly.
He had just had a nightmare. He couldn't remember exactly what he had dreamed about. He just knew it was terrifying, and he was awakened.
Even now, he is still a little frightened, with a very ominous premonition.
When I came to the living room, I poured myself a cup of hot water, and just when I sat down, the door was opened.
I saw that the middle-aged maid, Mary, walked in from outside, while another person was following him.
"Sir, Mr. Cruzer is here."
Kruzer behind her was already waiting impatiently, and he rushed out, three steps and two steps, and went straight to Kerchoff, yelling, "The big thing is not good. Degas!"
Upon hearing this, Kerhof's eyelids twitched, and the whole person stood up immediately, "What's the matter?"
"Watch it for yourself!" Cruzer handed over a newspaper.
Kerhof took it and took a look. Wasn't it the photo newspaper he had waited for a long time, but hadn't delivered it yet?
It's okay not to look at it. At first glance, Kkhoff was completely stunned, his eyes seemed to be nailed to the newspaper.
As you can see, the headline on the front page of the Bild today is very shocking.
Inside Hamburg's amazing deficit!
Just seeing this headline, Khoff went limp and sat down on the sofa.
He couldn't believe his eyes, he even preferred to believe that he was dim and dizzy.
But when he took a closer look, yes, it was still the **** red headline.
"I couldn't sleep early this morning, so I went to the newsstand and bought the newspaper that just came out. I was stunned when I read it. I rushed over immediately!"
Kruze was also at a loss now, even with a little vibrato when speaking.
If Kerhof fell, he would not be able to get rid of the relationship.
"Why? Why is this happening?" Kkhoff regained his consciousness a little.
"Didn't we give them the inside story before? Why didn't they report it? Instead, report the matter?"
Khoff almost shouted at the end.
His expression already looked a little crazy.
He remembered that all the insider information about Yang Huan and Hamburg was sent to Bild, and the other party also promised to be on the front page of today, but why did he regret it?
It's all right for you to regret it, but you even raked it down?
Can you still be a little bit temperamental?
"This should have been deliberately leaked to Bild!" Kluzer said.
Cruzer's eyes flashed a stern look. Needless to say, it must be Yang Huan. Even if it wasn't him, it must be Thomas Lake or Beiersdorf, because only they can master so much of himself. Black material.
A closer look at the report revealed a sense of fatigue in Kkhoff's heart.
At the beginning, Yang Huan promised that he would not publish the black materials that Thomas Lake first investigated. In fact, he did, because the inside stories he now provided to Bild are more detailed than the black materials at the beginning. , Is also more convincing, it must have been found out when checking the accounts later.
For example, in the transfer of South Korean player Sun Xingmin, when Tottenham Hotspur offered 10 million pounds, why did he choose Leverkusen with a lower price of only 10 million euros?
Is it just because the then sports manager Arneson did not want to trade with Tottenham Hotspur because of past grievances?
There is also the German international Ogo. Why did he suddenly choose to loan Ogo to Schalke Zero Four when the team is in short supply and the league has started two rounds, and he also bound a copy of it together with the loan fee. A three million euro buyout clause?
Is it just because, as the club said, Ogo went to Mallorca, Spain to attend the agent’s wedding when the team was not training?
But even if it is so, it is not necessary to sell it, it is so cheap!
In this report of Bild, the reason for the Hamburg team's deficit was very straightforwardly revealed.
That is, in 2011, when Kerhof took over as chairman of the team’s board of directors, Hamburg’s deficit was less than 10 million euros. At that time, Kerhof was able to become chairman of the board because he promised The team’s salary will be reduced from the original 47 million euros to 40 million euros, and the team’s total budget will be reduced from the original 140 million euros by about 20 million euros to achieve a balance of payments as much as possible.
For this reason, the team was at a low price, and even sold a group of players with higher salaries for free.
But as a result, a few years have passed, and the team's salary has not fallen much, but the team's debt has increased several times.
This has obviously violated the promise made by Kerhof.
After in-depth investigation by the Bild newspaper, it was found that there were many transfers, as well as the expenses of the club, which were very problematic, and even pointed the finger at the board of directors headed by Khoff and Kruze.
At the end, Kkhoff's hands trembled.
In order to conceal his guilty conscience, he threw out the newspaper in his hand.
"Asshole, nonsense, nonsense!" he roared.
Is it really nonsense?
Is it really nonsense?
At this moment, the police sirens suddenly blasted outside, from far to near, and stopped outside the gate.
This caused Kerhof and Kruze to look at each other, and they both sensed the panic in each other's eyes.
When the doorbell rang, the two stood up from the sofa in unison.
The middle-aged maid, Mary, ran to open the door. As soon as she opened, she saw four or five sturdy men file in.
The headed person also held up a piece of paper in his hand.
"We are from the Hamburg Prosecutor's Office. This is a search warrant issued by the prosecutor. Mr. Karl Edgar Khoff, someone has filed a lawsuit against you, thinking that you have planned and participated in a number of corruption cases during your tenure as chairman of the Hamburg Board of Directors. In the event, we will search your home and office for evidence, and ask you to come back with us to assist in the investigation!"
The man saw Cruzer, oh, turned around and took out a document from his briefcase.
"Mr. Cruzer, it would be better if you were here. Please also go back with us to assist in the investigation. In addition, my colleague should be at your home and office now!"
Suddenly, both Kerhof and Kruzer were stunned.
Both hearts are like falling into an ice cellar.
Because they all suddenly remembered that in their homes and offices, they still put things that might become unfavorable evidence for them. They were too big at first and forgot to collect them. Now...
"Two, please!" The prosecutor headed by the prosecutor said very businessly.
Khoff and Kruze were weak, like walking dead, following his gestures, slowly moved out of the living room and walked towards the door.
Before I went out, I saw a flashing spotlight outside.
Obviously, some media reporters had heard the news, and they had already waited for them at the gate.
That's it!
It's over!
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Hum!
The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated.
Alexander Otto grabbed it and took a look, frowned slightly, then looked at Peter Kenyon, who was sitting across from him, and smiled apologetically: "Excuse me, Peter, I'll answer the phone."
Peter Kenyon nodded with a smile, "Please."
Alexander Otto got up from his seat, walked to the corner of the conference room, and answered the phone.
I only heard him ask in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
Then there was a burst of surprise, "What? How is this possible? When did it happen?"
Then there was a moment of silence, and finally there was a hum, "I see."
After hanging up the phone, Alexander Otto walked back to the front of the conference table, looked at Peter Kenyon on the opposite side, sat down again, smiled and said, "Kkhoff and Kruze, who were at Kkhoff’s The home was taken away by the German prosecutor, and several other Hamburg directors were also taken away."
Peter Kenyon didn't seem surprised at all. "Is it? That's not good news."
From his face, Alexander Otto could not see the slightest surprise, on the contrary, it seemed that it was reasonable.
"Peter, what are you going to do next?" Alexander Otto asked concerned.
Peter Kenyon smiled slightly, "What else? After a few pieces of rotten flesh are cut out, new flesh will grow out, board members are embezzled and taken away by the German prosecutors, but the daily management and operation of Hamburg must continue. , Isn't it?"
"What did Master Huan mean..."
"Reorganize the board of directors and re-establish a management team."
Alexander Otto screamed in his heart. Sure enough, Kuhn was right. That's what Young Master Huan thought.
It is conceivable that the new board members must be people whom Young Master Huan can trust.
This is only the first step.
Next, if there is no accident, Young Master Huan will use the method of repaying debts to expand his stake in Hamburg.
This was originally difficult.
If Hamburg was still the same management model two years ago, it would be impossible for Young Master Huan to acquire it.
But the hardest part, that is, the shareholding reform in Hamburg, Kerhof and others have already helped Young Master Huan complete.
In other words, Hamburg is now a joint-stock company. As long as the board of directors agrees, Young Master Huan can buy Hamburg at any time.
As for when and in what way, it depends on how the fans react.
If this time, the reaction of the fans is too strong, it is estimated that it will delay a little bit.
But if the fans have no attitude, it should be fast.
I have to admit that Yang Huan and the people on his team are really amazing.
Doing things is one link after another. Compared with them, Kerhof and others are not worthy of carrying shoes.
Fortunately, Khoff felt that he could give it a go, but he didn't know that he even got in.
"Peter, there is one thing I don't quite understand."
"whats the matter?"
"Dickman, the editor-in-chief of Bild, is a well-known cunning and a famous machine gun. Even President Woolf fell in front of him before. How do you convince him this time?"
Peter Kenyon shrugged, "I don't know either."
"You do not know?"
"Yes, this time it was Young Master Huan who went to see him in person. It was said that he would just talk about breakfast time. As for what they talked about and what the outcome would be, I really don't know."
Alexander Otto is weird, he can buy Dickman for a breakfast?
This is too unbelievable, right?
Could it be that Master Huan got him done like this?
At this moment, the image of Young Master Huan with rich wealth emerged in Alexander Otto's mind.
"How can I prevent you from publishing news that is bad for me?"
"Sorry, I have moral integrity!"
"one million!"
"Sorry, I have moral integrity!"
"five million!"
"Sorry, I really have integrity!"
"Ten million!"
"...I'm sorry, I still have integrity!"
"Nimei, fifty million!"
"Yeah... I'm sorry, I don't have any morals!"
Well, it should be like this, right?