Chapter 50 Handsome Guy, Are You an Adult?

"Hey, you stinky boy, did you talk to Dad like that?"

Yang Wenfeng turned slightly, leaving only one side of everyone in the conference room, pretending to be training his son.

Many people in the conference room were laughing in private. Who doesn't know that our majestic President Yang, who can make tens of millions of people collectively unemployed with his actions, can't control his precious son.

Yang Huan on the other side of the phone gave a big yawn, "Not much to say, if you disturb my sleep, I will pay 100 million yuan, remember to transfer it over, now I'll give you a minute, if you have anything to do, just say it, I still need it. sleeping."

"You bastard, 100 million? What about your blackmail?"

"There are still fifty seconds left." Yang Huan said with a yawn.

"I..." Yang Wenfeng is really helpless, well, sleep is more important than Laozi, you cow!

"I called you just to ask, can I bring your WeChat account to China?"

"Bringing in from China?" Yang Huan heard it, and he was in a good mood. He had already made this plan, so the studio is developing a Chinese version, not only the Chinese version, but also the Japanese version, the Korean version, and others. language version.

"It's not me who hit you, Dad, just those people in your company who can't play with this kind of high-tech."

"I..." If Yang Huan was standing in front of him now, Yang Wenfeng swore that he would definitely smash his head. Have you ever seen his son kill his father like this?

But Yang Huan changed the conversation, "However, if you are really interested, I can consider cooperating with you. I will be a talented person, and you will be responsible for the rest. I will own 60% of the company's shares, and you will account for 40%."

"Damn it, you're cheating!" Yang Wenfeng couldn't help it. "You only make a few people, and I will make everything else. Why do you account for 60% and I account for 40%?"

"If you want it, you can pull it down if you don't. If you want to enter this high-tech industry, you must have this kind of Internet thinking. Do you know what Internet thinking is?"

Yang Wenfeng was speechless, he really didn't understand.

"I know you don't understand. Let me tell you that one of the most important concepts of Internet thinking is that talent is the most important thing. What if you have money? If you have the ability, you can create a WeChat and try it yourself!"

"Also, don't think that's it, if you want to introduce the Chinese version of my WeChat, okay, give another 200 million, I promise to start operating in China in a week, as for the server, the company's operating funds, etc., all You are in charge."

Yang Wenfeng was a little clueless, and he really didn't understand how the Internet was going to work.

But on second thought, isn't my money the money of this stinky boy?

Seeing him spend so much money in the UK, it doesn't seem to be worthless.

"Okay, 200 million, you can develop a Chinese version." Yang Wenfeng immediately made the decision, "I'll take care of domestic affairs."

"Hey, Dad, don't worry, I'm almost ready for the Chinese version. I'll arrange for a few people to go back to China later. You can help set up a company, and I'll be responsible for the operation. You can wait and count the money."

"Really so confident?" Yang Wenfeng was also happy, two or three hundred million was really nothing to him.

"I'll tell you secretly, in a few days I'm going to hold another press conference, focusing on entering the South American market, and then we'll launch a game. If it works well, you can just sit at home and wait for the spoils to be divided. !"

"Dividing the spoils?" Yang Wenfeng couldn't help laughing.

"You stinky boy, we say that our father and son are the same as robbers and robbers."

"One reason, one reason, robbers and robbers steal money when others don't want to, but we let others give us money willingly. Do you think it's the same reason?" Yang Huan said with a sophistry.

Yang Wenfeng had no choice, "Forget it, anyway, you have a point. You can do whatever you want, and I will do my best to cooperate."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Wenfeng tore off his helplessness when facing his son, displayed the majesty of Yang's group carrying the target, and told all the executives once about the unequal agreement he signed with his son just now.

Of course, he blew this unequal treaty into a very high-end atmosphere.

At the end, he emphasized again, "We will do our best to cooperate with this company!"

At the Grand Harbour Hotel in Southampton, England, Yang Huan yawned, jumped out of bed, ran to the opposite bed, got into the bed, hugged Zhang Ning from behind, and sniffed her hair. , close your eyes.

"My dad is too deceived. Fortunately, I am his son, otherwise I would have been deceived and all my property would have been deceived."

Zhang Ning was actually pretending to be asleep, and with a puff, he couldn't help laughing.

She listened to Yang Huan and her father's phone call from beginning to end, and she really felt that the father and son were too good.

"Bah!" Zhang Ning's body trembled.

It turned out that Yang Huan reached in from the hem of her pajamas with both hands, firmly grasped the two towering balls in front of her chest, and kneaded recklessly.

The pink and soft touch made him feel a little uncontrollable, and he gave birth to the normal reaction of a man, which happened to be on her plump buttocks, making her whole body stiff, and she didn't dare to move.

"In order to punish you for daring to laugh at me, I decided to sleep like this tonight, good night!"

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In the morning, when Yang Huan walked out of the hotel room, Zhang Ning, who had not slept all night, fell asleep at ease.

Walking out of the room, Yang Huan went directly to the hotel's sea-view balcony.

At this time, the waiter of the hotel had already delivered a hearty breakfast and several newspapers.

Facing the beautiful view of the Test River in the distance, Yang Huan was eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, but his mood was not good.

Last night, Southampton went to London and lost 0-1 away to Milton.

The predecessor of this team was Wimbledon, and after moving to Milton, it has been staying in the lower leagues.

Because Ibrahimovic has just joined, Bielsa has temporarily hidden the Swedish center, and the attacking combination of James Rodriguez, Lambert, Chamberlain and Adam Lallana is still in the frontcourt.

In the backcourt this time, he gave up the veteran Jose? Fonte, boldly enabled the French teenager Varane to partner with Benatia, and on the left also gave up Daniel? Harding and chose David? Alaba.

Southampton continued the previous mad attack tactics and still pressed Milton to play, but this time it was a pass error by goalkeeper Kevin Davis, which caused Varane to stop the ball and be interrupted, resulting in a single-handed loss.

Therefore, this morning, almost most of the newspapers are worried about Southampton's current predicament, and some even believe that Southampton's burning money in the transfer market this summer has not improved the team's overall strength.

Southern Echo reporter Charlene Laheri wrote an article in support of Southampton.

"Southampton have played amazing attacking football in the last three games, each with over 60 per cent possession, which is quite an astonishing thing, and the only thing they lack is a A goal."

"If fans who have watched all three games can definitely feel that this team is taking shape, and its performance is becoming more and more integrated. At least the team's passing and receiving are much better than in the first game. ."

"We have absolutely every reason to believe that with Bielsa's tactical ideas instilled in the minds of every player in the team, and with the arrival of leading centre Ibrahimovic, Southampton will soon have an explosion. "

Seeing this, Yang Huan couldn't help but smile.

"This little girl is righteous, it's not worth it that I love you so much."

Thinking of this, Yang Huan picked up the phone and called directly.

"What are you doing?" Yang Huan didn't say who he was.

"Changing clothes..." answered Charlene Laheri on the other side of the phone.

As soon as Yang Huan heard it, an exquisite body immediately appeared in his mind. Thirty-six D, my God, how big is it? Can one hand hold it?

Charlene Laheri also realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, "What's the matter with you?"

Yang Huan laughed, "It's okay, I just think your report is quite to my taste, so I want to invite you, I will hold another press conference in a few days, you can follow the report throughout. "

"Really?" Charlene Laheri was a little surprised, "Who?"

"Neymar!"

"Neymar? Which Neymar?" Charlene Laheri lost her voice.

Yang Huan patted his forehead, why was this girl startled, "Please, how many Neymars are there in the world?"

Isn't it just the introduction of a Neymar?

Is it necessary to be surprised like this?

"Chelsea failed to bring in the Neymar from Santos?"

"nonsense!"

Charlene? When Laheri heard this, her wheezing became heavier, and she was a little excited.

Although Neymar is not as dazzling as Ibrahimovic, this demon star is regarded as the hope of Brazilian football in the next ten years. It is optimistic about countless giants and eager to introduce him. Chelsea is madly pursuing him this summer. But Santos rejected Chelsea's offer.

Could it be that Southampton smashed Neymar with money?

That's incredible. The introduction of Chelsea failed. Southampton's signing is to shock the entire English football world!

And Neymar's partner Ibrahimovic, this is simply the striker configuration of a giant team!

It's okay to not want to, just thinking about it, Charlene Laheri is a little dizzy.

"Do you want it or not?" Yang Huan waited impatiently.

"Yes, why not!"

Yang Huan snorted, suddenly remembered something again, and asked with a smile, "By the way, you are changing clothes, can you take a picture in the mirror and show me how big is Thirty-Six D?"

"Go away, you big pervert!" After speaking, Charlene Laheri hung up the phone.

Ever since he knew his measurements, he always used thirty-six D to talk about things, this guy is too cheeky.

But thinking about it, being molested by a man like this, not only did she not get angry, but she felt shy and felt a little strange in her heart.

After Yang Huan hung up the phone, he was still smiling. He was in a bad mood because of the team's loss, but his mood improved a lot.

At this time, I remembered the Swedish fan named Andres Ihahn who arrived yesterday. He seems to be staying at the Grand Harbour Hotel. This was arranged by Yang Huan himself.

"Hey, fifth, go, call your Swedes called Andres Ihahn, and see me while I'm in a good mood now." Yang Huan called Long Wu.

A few minutes later, Long Wu came to the balcony with a sea view with a tired look on his face and fluffy hair.

As soon as Yang Huan saw him, he felt quite pleasing to the eye, so he pointed to the opposite side, and the waiter had already served an extra breakfast.

"Come on, please take a seat."

Andres Ihahn looked at Yang Huan in a stunned manner. He had fantasized a lot about what the founder of WeChat looked like, but he swears that he never thought that the founder of WeChat would be so young.

Even so young that he wanted to ask, handsome guy, are you an adult?

"I heard that you want to see me?" Yang Huan smiled and looked at the man in front of him.

He has the tall stature of the Nordic people, but he does not look burly, a little thin, and looks gentle.

"Yes, I am the chief technology officer of Shengpotian, specializing in building the technology behind the service."

"The sound is breaking the sky?" Yang Huan thought about it and didn't know this company.

Go back and use your phone to check the company's origins.

It's no wonder that although Shengpotian is famous in the world, it does not have much business in China.

"After I read your WeChat design, I am very eager to have a good chat with you. I hope I can gain something from it, because I myself have a very interesting idea."

"Oh?" Yang Huan was also a little interested after listening, "Let's hear it."

The idea of ​​being able to make a person fly to Southampton from Stockholm, Sweden, is kind of interesting.