Chapter 257: The legendary 9000 years old

"I'm not drunk, don't hold me!"
"Hey, I said, you are pulling my underwear!"
"Don't take off my pants, I don't wear underwear!"
"Damn, I am urgency, let me go, I'm not drunk!"
At the gate of Wangjiang Pavilion, Matic and Sturridge crossed Drogba out.
After getting drunk, the tall Ivorian hunk seemed to have soared.
Both of them felt strenuous.
What is even more troublesome is that he is still struggling. What if he accidentally drops his hand and falls?
"You two, be careful, don't hurt you!"
Yang Huan also walked out with Long Wu. He watched the two of them strenuously and reminded.
"If I fell, I would be laughed off by those reporters. I joined Southampton. I didn't play a game and I fell drunk. If I retire because of this, where would I put my face?"
Yang Huan's words caused many people around the room to burst into laughter.
But think about it.
Who made you drunk Master Drogba?
"Master Huan, I'm not drunk, wait for me, let's blow another bottle!"
Drogba went crazy when he heard Yang Huan's voice.
Freed from the support of two former Chelsea teammates, Matic and Sturridge, he turned and rushed up again.
As a result, the feet were empty and almost fell.
Fortunately, Long Wu reacted quickly enough, and he slammed on him, and directly carried him.
"Don't stand against me, I can still drink. If I don't get Master Huan drunk today, my thing will be trash!"
Many people present felt the waterfall sweat on their faces.
Unexpectedly, Drogba is so professionally ethical and self-disciplined when he is drunk.
"I said, don't stop me one by one. I'll go over and drink with him. Look, Master Huan is waiting for me!"
Strangely enough, when Drogba struggled just now, neither Matic and Sturridge could stand it.
But when I met Dragon Five, weird, Drogba was subdued.
"Master Huan, I'm not drunk yet, I haven't lost, let's drink again when we look back!"
Before getting into the car, Drogba put down such a cruel remark.
"Okay, I'll wait for you and be with me anytime!"
Yang Huan patted his forehead with a headache, this guy was so drunk that he dared to provoke.
Really ate the guts of ambition!
I don’t know if you’re happy, young master, since I’ve passed through rebirth, have you been drinking so much?
Just the amount of your two bottles of red wine, you dare to fight with me?
Isn't this the light in the toilet and the death?
Ask, which group of guys dare to challenge me?
After being swept away by Young Master Huan's mighty and domineering look, everyone present immediately looked at him.
They have all suffered this kind of suffering, who would dare to try again?
"Young Master Huan really didn't say the amount of alcohol, it's amazing!"
Walking back to Wangjiang Pavilion, Sun Yue, the bullshit, immediately greeted him.
"Okay, okay, your flattering skills are getting worse and worse, so just don't shoot!"
Sun Yue immediately smiled, "Actually, my flattering skills have not regressed, mainly because Master Huan has improved!"
Damn, this silly slap...
Enjoyable!
Yang Huan laughed. He had just poured a Drogba, and now he was flattered, and he was in a good mood.
"Old Sun, you did a good job this time, and the bonus has doubled. Next, take care of Cross joining!"
"Understand!" Sun Yue smiled and nodded in agreement.
In fact, he is not mainly for money now.
More importantly, Young Master Huan let go of his hands and feet and let him do it. He finally had the opportunity to display his talents.
What else can be required if you can display your talents and make money?
"Master Huan, don't worry, don't say he is Tony? Cross himself is a small famous genius. Even if he is not famous, I will definitely hype him into a first-class star, or even a superstar!"
This year, whether it is a superstar or not, the fans do not count.
The media say it!
Haven't you seen the word superstar, has it been flooded?
This year, in professional football, not a superstar is embarrassed to make an appearance!
"By the way, Master Huan, just received the news."
Flattering is a joke. After the joke, Sun Yue began to talk serious.
"What?" Yang Huanman indifferently called the waiter over and asked her to pour a cup of hot tea to relieve the hangover.
Although the amount of alcohol is large, the mouth feels uncomfortable when drinking too much.
Drink some tea to moisturize your throat.
"Ron Gurley resigned!"
"Resigned?" Yang Huan was taken aback, "When did it happen?"
"Just now, the news I got from a reporter from the Daily Mail that I know well, should be officially announced tomorrow."
Yang Huan looked surprised, even a little surprised.
"It's good, why did you resign?" Yang Huan felt a little strange.
Ron Gurley is also a very capable manager.
When he took office at Manchester United, he was the chief executive Peter Kenyon. He later pursued Peter Kenyon to move to Chelsea. Under the management of the two, the value of the Chelsea brand has also risen.
But now, first Peter Kenyon left the team, and then Ron Gurley also left.
Which play is Abramovich sing?
Sun Yue smiled bitterly, "As far as I know, it should be the internal struggle for power, and Abramovich's character."
"How to say?"
"Ron Gurley stepped down, Bruce Buck was still the chairman, and Abramovich's close associate Marina Granovsky took over the team affairs temporarily."
Yang Huan couldn't help but nodded.
From this point of view, when Ron Gurley stepped down, Marina Granowski could not get rid of the relationship.
Speaking of which, this woman is not simple.
"Abramovich is very possessive and he likes to control everything. After Peter Kenyon left, he continued to reuse Ron Gurley, but it was just a stopgap measure. He did not trust this person. , So it’s a matter of time to use one’s cronies.

In the final analysis, Chelsea is the imprisonment of Abramovich alone and has nothing to do with others.
Yang Huan felt a little regretful when he listened.
"Oh, yes, Peter Kenyon, why have you been there lately?"
Yang Huan suddenly thought of this person coming.
Since he resigned from Chelsea, there seems to be no news.
Speaking of which, this guy is a talent.
If you really want to make Southampton a world-famous brand, Nicolas Cortes alone cannot do it.
Italians are good at business, but not good at marketing and publicity.
Sun Yue is a good hand, but the problem is that Yang Huan uses him too much.
Therefore, Southampton has to be equipped with a marketing team.
Peter Kenyon and Ron Gurley are talents.
"It seems that I have done it in a big company before, but there is no news. I heard not long ago that Middlesbrough would invite him to be the CEO, but I don't understand what is going on."
"Middlesbrough? What level are you at?"
Yang Huan is a little puzzled, the Premier League does not seem to have this team.
"British Champions League!"
"Wow, this veteran team is getting more and more confused!"
Sun Yue smiled bitterly, young master, our great saint was still in League One before.
"It's all in the English Champions League, Middlesbrough can be pleased, should we Southampton be fine?"
Yang Huan said to herself, "So, old Sun, you can find someone to contact him and see if he and Ron Gurley are willing to come. They are still old partners, one as CEO and the other as CEO. Chief Operating Officer, two swords go together!"
"Abramović puts two talents away, let's forget about it!"
Sun Yue immediately smiled and nodded in agreement.
He would also like to have two more subordinates?
At this moment, Huang Tianshun walked in from outside, with an extra box in his hand.
"Old Huang, what's the matter?"
Huang Tianshun walked over, "Young Master Huan, someone came outside just now, saying that he is the butler of the Grosvenor family in London, and sent an invitation letter, so I will hand it to you."
"Invitation?" Yang Huan looked strangely at the box in Huang Tianshun's hand.
This box is made of simple, retro-looking wood, but the texture is very clear.
Yang Huan stretched out his hand and took it, opened it, and found that it was wrapped in a piece of golden velvet. After opening it, there was a paper card inside.
The paper has excellent texture and good hand feeling, with beige background and black lettering.
The content of the invitation letter is similar to those of the usual invitations, except that there is an extra line of signature and a badge.
It looks like it should be the emblem of the legendary Grosvenor family.
It is said that nobles have this stuff.
"Just this thing, is it so troublesome?" Yang Huan laughed.
But in my heart, I feel that these nobles just know how to play style, and they have to act so little in everything.
But, you really have to be convinced, people just have this taste.
"Just this box is worth a lot of fear!" Huang Tianshun is an expert.
When Yang Huan heard this, he laughed, and threw the box over. Huang Tianshun was so frightened that he hurriedly held it.
"Send it to you, take it back and collect it, and it will be used as a family heirloom in the future. It is said that the Grand Duke of England used it as an invitation letter!"
Sun Yue immediately laughed.
Huang Tianshun didn't think he was disgusted at all, and he held it in his hand like a treasure.
"Master Huan, let alone, this box is expensive, you see, this badge is still hand-carved, the craftsmanship is great!"
"Also, Master Huan, look at this golden velvet, the texture is so good, the price must be ridiculously expensive!"
Yang Huan really had the urge to fall down.
Isn't it just a broken box?
Is it necessary to offer it as a treasure?
Looking back, when my little brother earl accepts it, let him make ten or eight for you to play!
"I really didn't expect it to be delivered to the door. I can't go!"
Sun Yue was immediately interested, and his eyes looked different when he looked at Young Master Huan.
The Duke of England sent invitation letters, which shows how much face our Master Huan has.
"Master Huan, what did the Grand Duke invite you to do?"
Yang Huan flipped through the paper card, "Oh, what kind of charity party or something, invite me to it."
After speaking, he even threw the paper cards to Sun Yue.
This kid had never seen such a high-end paper card in his entire life. He held it in his hand and kept touching and stroking, still making noises in his mouth, and couldn't help feeling how good this paper is.
"Wow, Goring Hotel, London!" The guy said with eyes glazed.
It feels like a child hears a KFC McDonald's and wants to kill it right away.
"Is it famous?" Yang Huan was a little strange.
"Master Huan, you don't even know the Goring Hotel?" Sun Yue was a little unbelievable.
But soon he realized that he had committed the biggest taboo of the number one follower in his words.
That's never something the boss doesn't know!
Looking at Young Master Huan's eyes, Sun Yue immediately knew it was broken.
"Hey, it's not surprising that you don't know. This hotel is also a little famous in the UK. It costs about five or six hundred pounds a night. I didn't see it, let alone you, Master Huan."
Yang Huan looked at him like that and couldn't help but smile, "Okay, don't flatter me, am I such a stingy person?"
"Of course not!" Sun Yue immediately cast a certificate.
It can't be said to be killed!
The head can be broken, blood can flow, this kind of truth can not be said!
"Is this hotel famous?"
"The Royal Queen Hotel."
"Oh!" Yang Huan understood a little now.
"Young Master Huan, can you take me to see and see?" He leaned forward with a flattering look on his face.
This guy feels like the legendary nine thousand years old.
But we, Master Huan, are like that kind of incompetent emperor?
"What do you think?" Yang Huan asked in a deliberate voice.
Sun Yue immediately knew that there was no play, "I'm joking, joking."
But Young Master Huan immediately said again, "No way this time. Looking back, you live for a month and you will be reimbursed at public expense!"
"Really?" Sun Yue immediately jumped up and down again.
"Of course, but not for you to live in vain. You have to figure out the inside and out of this hotel for me."
Anyway, Sun Yue is shrewd.
When Yang Huan said this, he immediately guessed it.
Didn’t Master Huan plan to build a hotel?
Since this Goring Hotel is known as the British Royal Queen, and there are so many nobles rushing to it, of course there is his own unique place.
Therefore, Young Master Huan meant to live in and understand everything in it thoroughly.
After our hotel is completed and renovated, we will know what to do.
"Young Master Huan, you are a good man!" Sun Yue directly gave a thumbs up.
"I think, I don't know much if I live for a month, or maybe I just live for a year?"
Yang Huan stood up all of a sudden, slapped it over, scared the kid hurriedly ran away.
He laughed along the way, saying that Young Master Huan didn't mean to hit him or something like that.
"If you run slower, I will interrupt your leg!" Yang Huan threatened, pointing at his back. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Long Wu came up, "Master Huan, he often said he has three legs, which one would he want to hit?"
Yang Huan let out a cry, and looked at Long Wu in disbelief. This kid really had a bad study.
However, it is better if you fail to learn.
Young Master Huan is not a good person, and of course there can be no good people under his hands.
How hard is it to be a good person these years?
Yang Huan laughed, "Next time you see it, just interrupt the middle one!"
"Understood!" Long Wuyi's face jumped for joy, seeing this guy not pleasing to his eyes a long time ago.
Interrupt the middle one and let him be nine thousand years old!
At this moment, there was a ringing tone from the phone.
Yang Huan took it out and took a look. Wow, Charlene Laheri called him. ()