Chapter 32 Am I Easy?

"Manager Sun."

Zhu Liangcheng ran to Sun Yue's office out of breath, holding the door frame out of breath.

Sun Yuezheng had his legs crossed on the desk, half-lying, eating his favorite Laotan sauerkraut noodles with a rustling sound. He didn't expect to be able to buy this treasure in the UK, which is really cool!

"What's the matter?" Seeing that it was Zhu Liangcheng, he continued to eat his noodles with relish without raising his head.

"Master Huan asked me to tell you that he wants you to accompany him to Stapleswood, he is waiting for you in the parking lot, go right away!"

"What?" Sun Yue almost fell over, "Master Huan?"

"Yes, the matter is urgent, he has already left."

"Oops!" Sun Yue threw Laotan Pickled Cabbage Noodles on the table without even thinking, and the soup splashed all over the table, so he couldn't care.

This grandfather is impatient, he has to do whatever he thinks, and he can't tolerate any delay.

Just as Sun Yue ran desperately and rushed out of the gate of the stadium's administrative office, he happened to see Yang Huan's Bentley driving forward quickly.

"Master Huan, wait for me!" Sun Yue quickly rushed out of the door, but he could only see Bentley's taillights.

"Damn, why did the driver increase the speed so fast this time?" Sun Yue gasped and scolded.

He quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a few numbers.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off!"

Holy crap, isn't it, shutting down at such a terrible time?

"It's urgent, how urgent is it?"

At this moment, Sun Yue's cell phone rang, and at a glance, it was the number of Long Wu.

"Hey, fifth brother."

Since seeing Long Wu in one hand and throwing out the bodyguards of the rich second generation in London one by one, he is respectful and in awe of Long Wu, and his attitude has changed a lot, for fear that one of them will accidentally anger the martial artist. Master, throw yourself out of the hotel upstairs.

Then become Angry Birds!

"Sun Yue, it's me, Yang Huan, hurry up to Stapleswood, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"Okay, but, Young Master Huan, I don't have a car..." Before he could finish speaking, the phone had already hung up.

Sun Yue looked at the screen of his mobile phone and had the urge to cry. My mother, who is not familiar with her life, is so far from here to Stapleswood, how can I get there?

Most of the taxis in the UK have to be reserved in advance. If you want to take a taxi on the street temporarily, the chances of stopping a taxi are extremely low.

Originally, Southampton had a shuttle bus, but Zhang Ning was in Wangjiang Pavilion. Yang Huan pityed Xiangxiyu and sent the driver to Zhang Ning.

Thinking of Zhang Ning, Sun Yue quickly made a phone call.

"Hey, Sister Ning, it's me, Xiao Sun. I don't know if you use a car now?"

"What, you're at Southampton University?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, you're busy, you're busy, I'm not important, think of a way."

Sun Yue hung up the phone and wanted to cry.

Zhang Ning is not there, Nicola Cortes is not, who else can he ask for help?

There is no bus on the other side of the Dateste!

After much deliberation, Sun Yue could only go to the pier to take the ferry.

"Hey, Sun Yue, are you coming?"

Just walked out of the gate of St. Mary's Stadium,

Yang Huan called again.

"It's coming, it's coming, you wait, it's coming soon."

No way, let's run!

I ran from St. Mary's Stadium to the pier one kilometer away, and finally waited for a ferry, crossed the River Tester, got off the boat, identified the direction, and had to continue running for three kilometers. He just ran to the door of Stapletwood.

When he was panting and squatting at the door, almost unable to stand up, Yang Huan's Bentley arrived late.

"Yo, you're so fast?" Yang Huan opened the door and got out of the car, and smiled happily when he saw Sun Yue.

Sun Yue stood up and pointed at Yang Huan, who threw a bottle of water at random, "Don't worry, take a drink first, and talk later."

After taking the water, Sun Yue unscrewed the cap of the bottle, poured it into his mouth, choked, and kept coughing.

"Don't rush, don't rush, drink slowly, don't rush."

It's not easy for Sun Yue to take a breath, "Master Huan, what's the matter with you coming to me in such a hurry?"

"Oh, there is a major event. I heard that there are rumors outside now that I have a very strange temper and like to be flattered. Tell me, what should I do?"

puff!

Sun Yue spit out a sip of water before he could finish listening to it. Long Wu, who was playing a mobile game on the side, reacted very quickly, and stopped in front of Yang Huan with a dodge, and the saliva was sprayed on his suit.

"You sprayed me with water? You rebelled against you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, Young Master Huan, fifth brother, I'll wipe it for you, don't be angry, fifth brother." Sun Yue was really panicked at this moment, offended Long Wu, and he would break his neck whenever he was twisted. I don't know, it's horrible.

Long Wu didn't care, he patted the water droplets on his suit, and then stepped aside to cut the fruit.

"Master Huan, who said you like to listen to other people's flattery?" Sun Yue gave that person a desperate expression.

Yang Huan waved his hand, "Forget it, I have taught him a lesson, don't care."

"Oh, that's Master Huan, you are generous, if you let me know who is talking bad about you, Master Huan, I'll break his neck, kick his little balls, and throw him to the gay bar to pick up soap. ."

Long Wu, who was concentrating on playing the game on the side, couldn't help raising his head when he heard it, a little creepy, and it really responded to a catchphrase.

NoZuoNoDie!

Yang Huan nodded with a smile, "Okay, that's it."

"Starting today, if anyone slaps my ass in front of me, this young master will break his neck, kick his balls, and throw him in a gay bar to pick up soap!"

After speaking, Yang Huan greeted Long Wu and walked into the Staplewood training base.

Sun Yue hurriedly followed behind, with a bitter look on his face, God, God, is it wrong to flatter the boss and please the boss?

am i easy?

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"Master Huan."

As soon as I came to the temporary office of the Staplewood training base and found Nicola Cortes, I immediately met seven or eight engineers and architects from the Young Group from China. , make appropriate adjustments to the plans for the Stapletwood training base.

As soon as these people saw Yang Huan, they immediately stood up one by one to say hello.

"Well, come, all sit down, I'm just here to listen." Yang Huan waved his hand, signaling everyone to sit down.

He also sat by himself without speaking.

Nicola? Cortes is discussing with domestic experts whether to build an indoor training ground.

It is rainy and snowy in the UK for a long time. Under each training ground, not only very perfect drainage and geothermal facilities are required, but also the requirements for turf are very high, and it is very necessary to build an indoor training ground. .

Yang Huan thought it was easy at first, isn't it just an indoor training ground? A matter of thousands of square feet of building area.

But that's not the case at all!

Because it is an indoor training ground, there can't be even a single support column in the whole training ground, and there are even requirements for the height of the training ground. It can't be built short, and a player's big foot will directly break the ceiling, right?

Therefore, the investment in indoor training grounds is high, and many Premier League teams are not equipped with them. For example, Arsenal's newly built Kearney training base and Chelsea's newly built Cobham training base are not equipped with indoor training grounds.

Considering the difficulty of construction and the financial budget, individuals are stuck on whether to build or not, and have been discussing for a long time, but have not been able to come up with a good solution.

"What did Bielsa say?" Yang Huan interrupted suddenly and asked Nicola Cortez.

"Belsa believes that with the climate in England, the indoor training ground is necessary, at least the old one for the first team has to be kept." Nicola Cortez replied.

"Why keep the old one? To build a new one, not only for the first team, but also for the youth team!"

"Ah?" Nicola Cortez lost his voice. He felt a pain in building one, and he wanted to build three at once?

"Yeah, Master Huan, if you build three buildings in one go, the budget will be greatly overrun." The engineer from China also reminded.

"Overrun is overrun. Since it is going to be built now, it will be built in one go, so as not to beat around here in the future, looking at the eyes!" Yang Huan answered as a matter of course.

He likes to do things neatly and neatly. Since it is going to be done sooner or later, it is better to do it together now, maybe it will be cheaper.

"What about the indoor football stadium as proposed by Jorge Bernardo Griffa?" Nicola Cortes asked again.

Different from the indoor training ground, the indoor football stadium is mainly a venue for some five or seven indoor football.

In South America, this kind of small indoor football is very popular, and many stars are from indoor football, such as Ronaldo and Robinho, who are almost all from indoor football.

"Build!" Yang Huan made a decision without thinking.

"The swimming pool, the medical center, the news building..."

"Build, build!"

Nicola Cortez is a little broken. How much does it cost, sir?

"Master Huan, in this case, 30 million pounds is definitely not enough." The engineer said with an embarrassed expression.

Yang Huan smiled, "That's easy, you design a drawing, then make a budget, and then give it to me."

The tone was as if it didn't matter how much it went over.

"I only have one request!" Yang Huan stood up, leaned over and stared at everyone present, "I want a training base that is the world's top, most advanced and complete, and I want to give all the players who come to Southampton the best environment. , so that they can play and train for the team without any worries."

"Perhaps, in the short term, this may require us to invest 10 to 20 million, or even 30 to 40 million, but in the long run, this will have a very positive and profound impact on Southampton's future."

Everyone looked at Yang Huan, some people understood what he said, some people didn't.

Nicola Cortez understood, and he also understood what Yang Huan was thinking.

Yang Huan's ambition is to build the best team in professional football, with the best stars and a good training base. Sooner or later, even the stadium must be the best.

It has to be said that this is a very lofty goal and ideal.

At this moment, he was ecstatic that he could meet such an ambitious boss.

"Okay, then let's overthrow all the ideas just now, and re-negotiate a plan according to Master Huan's thoughts and ideas."

Yang Huan patted Nicola Cortes on the shoulder and walked out of the temporary office.

When the temporary office came out, not far from the first team's training ground, surrounded by barbed wire fences.

This also prevents the football from being kicked out.

The biggest difference between Bielsa and Alan Pardue is that all his training revolves around football, but to Yang Huan's surprise, Bielsa is not the protagonist on the training ground. They all squatted on the sidelines and watched silently.

This stance is his signature stance for commanding the game, and he didn't expect it to be the same when training.

The entire training was handed over to the sixty-two-year-old Luis Borini, and the gray-haired old man had a loud voice, and his voice was full of energy, giving people a very energetic and motivated feeling.

Yang Huan didn't make a sound, and silently stood outside the barbed wire and watched.

He found that in just a few days, under the training of Bielsa and others, the team already looked good.

However, several new players have not yet come to the team to report. I don’t know if this will affect the team’s preparations at the beginning of the season.

Thinking of this, Yang Huan also felt that the signings of the new season should be accelerated.

Just then, the phone in his pocket rang again.

The caller ID showed Raiola again.

It seems that there is good news coming to the door!