Chapter 209 Then Try It

"Who is it?" Nicola Cortez asked Zhao Yuanfang strangely.

"Yes, Lao Zhao, who did you think of?" Sun Yue was also curious.

Zhao Yuanfang smiled, wanting to pretend to be a B to slow down the rhythm and enjoy this kind of rush that was admired by his colleagues, but when he felt the eyes of this group of people who were killing pigs, he wilted.

Who made him the least senior and hard to get angry with?

"Kevin? Kelly!"

Zhang Ning nodded, "The founding editor-in-chief of Wired Magazine, a famous Internet guru."

She also knew something about Kevin Kelly, but not very deeply.

"Master Huan's idea, what does it have to do with Kevin Kelly?" Sun Yue was surprised.

Could it be that the things that Young Master Huan came up with by slapping his head, really have business logic?

Zhao Yuanfang smiled bitterly, "I don't know either!"

"Then you're talking shit!" Sun Yue almost didn't give him a punch.

It made the brothers all look forward to it. You dare to fool us, right?

"But I know that Kevin Kelly once said that in his book. He said that a thousand die-hard fans can support an artist." Zhao Yuanfang thought it was a coincidence.

Yang Huan proposed to accept 1,000 members, and Kevin Kelly also said that he had 1,000 die-hard fans.

It doesn't matter here, does it?

"Then what?" Sun Yue continued to ask patiently.

"Actually, what Kevin Kelly means by die-hard fans is that no matter what you create, they are willing to pay for it, even driving 200 kilometers to show it."

"Continue!" Zhang Ning was also interested now.

"According to what he said, there are too many hardcore fans, which is not good, because it is impossible to form a benign interaction, and it is impossible to carry out effective mutual cooperation and resource matching, so a thousand is best. Of course, it will develop well in the future. With rules, you can More."

Nicola Cortes didn't understand. "What the hell does that mean?"

"It means,

Master Huan wants to gather a thousand die-hard fans of Southampton, and he is the kind of fans with money, ability and resources, and then what will he do with these fans, who knows? "

Cash Harris still didn't understand, "But why would anyone join your party? One hundred thousand pounds? Is it really like a rich man owns his own bank? Even if he prints his own money, he has to wait for it to dry, right?"

Zhao Yuanfang was happy when he heard it, "This is the interesting part. At first glance, there is nothing, right?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

"But if we go deeper, we can find that these thousand fans are permanent members as long as they pay their membership dues every year. No matter how many members there are in Southampton in the future, they will all be the oldest core members, St. Mary's Stadium. They will always have their exclusive place in the chairman's stand!"

When Zhao Yuanfang said this, everyone really felt a little interesting.

"Kish said that members paid 100,000 pounds in dues, which is a lot for us, but for the rich second generation, it may only be their pocket money for a month or even a week."

"The 100,000 pounds are designed very knowledgeably. If there is too much, the rich second generation will not want to pay it, and they will not be able to pay. If it is too little, people will just play it and will not pay attention to it. This will not increase the enthusiasm of the members. Only in this way can there be more or less, so that they can pay attention.”

When everyone heard Zhao Yuanfang's analysis, hey, it really makes sense.

"Think about it again, Southampton is very appealing among young people now. What does it rely on?"

"Word of mouth! Interaction and attention on social networks! The club's crazy offensive football! Coupled with the kind of strength that we rely on the lower league teams to overturn the Premier League teams, this in itself makes us very good among young people. great attraction."

"Master Huan is to use this word of mouth, culture and style to bring together a group of rich second-generations with similar interests, cognitions and values ​​to interact, communicate, collaborate and infect, and then form an effect! "

"Look at Real Madrid. The business seats at the Bernabeu Stadium are where Spanish political and business celebrities gather, and the boxes at Arsenal's Emirates Stadium are a haven for the wealthy in London!"

"But they never thought about rubbing this group of people into a ball!"

Having said that, Zhao Yuanfang felt that it was time to draw a conclusion.

"I think Master Huan is going to do something that no one has ever done in the history of football!"

Zhao Yuanfang didn't think too much about it at first, but the more he said, the more reasonable he felt.

According to the previous thinking, Master Huan must have deep meaning in every step.

So now, after careful scrutiny, it is really not easy.

I have to say, what he said was really intimidating.

At least a few people present were bluffed by him.

"But, there's a problem!" Cash Harris felt justified, very, very reasonable.

"what is the problem?"

"Can Southampton attract these thousand rich second-generation members?"

How high-end and high-end atmosphere is said, how hype, but the crux of the question is, do people buy it?

When Keish Harris asked this question, no one present could answer.

Southampton is really hot right now!

I believe that after the upset of the FA Cup final tonight, the media all over the world will hype the world tomorrow, and it is bound to be even hotter than it is now.

But the question is, can a thousand die-hard fans make up this number?

"Try it!" Zhao Yuanfang had no idea.

Sun Yue also shrugged helplessly, "Master Huan often said, no matter how much you think about it, it's better to go out and do it, try it!"

Nicola Cortes also sighed, "Then try it!"

Cash Harris saw that Yang Huan's three right-hand men said they wanted to try, so what else could he say.

"Just try it!"

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No one knew that behind this seemingly lively and successful celebration feast, such a money grab was still conspiring.

Yang Huan didn't know that his subordinates had studied and figured out so much behind the scenes.

He is the absolute protagonist of the celebration banquet, drinking and toasting with the guests who came to celebrate.

Excited, he simply asked the people from Wangjiang Pavilion to invite the group of reporters outside for drinks and dinner.

It's not good that we eat and drink inside, but let them hang out and drink the northwest wind, right?

Yang Huan's move was immediately embraced by this group of hard-pressed reporters.

Who else would be so nice to their paparazzi these days?

Such a good person would feel ashamed not to praise him in the newspapers!

The atmosphere of the whole celebration was very warm.

Especially this vote of Southampton players, who have endured hard for a season, this time they can finally let go of their arms, drink a lot, and eat meat in large chunks. There is only one word for that feeling, cool!

When it got so bad, they even washed the FA Cup championship trophy, poured it directly into the beer, and gulps it down.

At the end of the drink, this group of guys were all rambunctious, drunk and unconscious.

Seeing them like this, it doesn't look like they can go back to Southampton.

With a big wave of Yang Huan's hand, he immediately asked people to book a room at the nearest Kensington Hilton five-star hotel, one room for all guests, and then sent the group of guys who were obviously too drunk. There.

He wants a presidential suite himself.

"I'll be waiting for you upstairs!"

As soon as he walked into the hotel, Yang Huan leaned into Zhang Ning's ear and whispered something.

Looking at Yang Huan's handsome back, turning around and leaving, Zhang Ning's ears turned red.

How does this guy remember?

And he said it in front of Huang Ying and Lin Yuner, and I don't know if they heard it or not.

"Sister Zhang Ning, what did Master Huan tell you?" Lin Yuner asked curiously.

Obviously, Huang Ying is also very curious.

Zhang Ning looked at their expressions, but he probably didn't hear them, so he felt a little more at ease.

"It's nothing, let me wait and do something."

When it comes to doing something, her tone is full of guilty conscience.

She didn't know what to do, and she didn't know what was going to happen tonight.

Although it was agreed, what if he wanted to force him to come?

At least Zhang Ning knew very well that if Yang Huan insisted, she would not be able to, nor would she have the heart to refuse.

But she didn't want to, because she didn't want to become a burden on Yang Huan's heart.

She understands Yang Huan's character and also understands Yang Huan's feelings for her. Once he has a relationship, he will definitely not obey the opinions of his family.

But she had to think about Yang Huan.

With his identity and background, he should find a girl of the right match to marry.

If he married her, Yang Huan would only be ridiculed by people pointing at him all his life.

She doesn't want that.

If I love him, I hope to give him the best, so that he will always be happy!

This made Zhang Ning hesitate outside Yang Huan's door for a long time. She didn't dare to open the door because she was afraid!

Just when she hesitated, the waiter of the hotel came over curiously.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Zhang Ning was startled with a guilty conscience, and immediately pointed to Yang Huan's room, "I'm looking for him!"

So, quickly open the door and go in.

He entered the door in a hurry and locked it with his backhand, Zhang Ning was still panting.

Gently patted her bulging chest, she panicked and became confused.

Without the slightest strength, he could only lean his back against the door.

The presidential suite is not too small, but it is not too big.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see the living room and bedroom at a glance, as well as the faint sound of taking a bath.

bath?

Zhang Ning couldn't help but remember a sentence Yang Huan once joked about.

Washed up and waited for me on the bed!

This made her face turn red again.

The whole person is like a fire, hot, hot, and even feels itchy in many sensitive parts of the body.

It was a wonderful feeling, something she had never experienced before.

"Who is it?" Yang Huan shouted inside.

Zhang Ning did not dare to answer.

"Don't talk, I'm coming out!"

Zhang Ning panicked, "Me!"

"Oh!"

Then there was no sound again.

This made Zhang Ning breathe a sigh of relief.

If this guy just rushed out like this, then...

The image of Yang Huan without clothes appeared in her mind.

But this thought made her feel ashamed, wishing she could slap her ears fiercely.

Damn girl, what are you thinking about?

With a creak, the bathroom door opened.

Yang Huan walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Maybe it's because he insists on swimming every day. He maintains a good body shape, has no fat, and has six small abdominal muscles.

"The handsome guy is out of the bath, is he blinding you?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Zhang Ning's face turned red again, and he spat fiercely, "Who sees you?"

"Don't look at it?" Yang Huan pretended to be depressed, "I can't raise your interest with such a good physique. It seems that I can only use a unique trick and a nirvana!"

With that said, Yang Huan reached out and was about to lift the towel knot around his waist.

This immediately frightened Zhang Ning to scream, and flew into the bathroom as if flying.

"Hey, wash it up, don't come out if it's not clean!"

After speaking, he happily wiped his body, humming a little song while wiping.

"You are my little apple, I can't love you too much. The little red face warms my heart and lights up my life..."

Zhang Ning in the bathroom almost collapsed.

This pervert still has the heart to sing?

But soon, Yang Huan's urging voice came from outside.

"You hurry up, I'll ()