Chapter 475: Rich is willful!

"Three to one?"
When Yang Huangang saw this score, he was really taken aback.
The new season of the Premier League is about to start, and Southampton and Manchester City have adjusted their first team players to a seven-to-eighth level. At this time, both teams are playing their best.
But Southampton defeated Manchester City 3-1 in the game?
Am I right?
Yang Huan rubbed his eyes vigorously, and again, it was still three to one. That's right!
"Who scored the goal?" Yang Huan asked casually.
At this time, the Manchester City chief executive Mubarak, who was sitting a little further away, came over and heard Yang Huan's question, and his entire face suddenly collapsed. His expression was extremely interesting.
My young master Huan, you shit, you won’t even know how to win, don’t wait to play like this!
At just this moment, someone next to him wanted to slap Young Master Huan and started talking.
"In the second half, Southampton took the lead by Gareth Bale rushing in from the right and knocking on the door. Neymar rushed to the door and went to the next city, but Manchester City quickly regained a city with Aguero's goal. ."
"At the critical moment, it was Neymar's kick from the left, which passed into the penalty area and Ibrahimovic volleyed the goal."
Yang Huan heard this, oh, and it suddenly became clear.
It turned out that the second half was still very intense.
"This Aguero is really a gem!"
Regardless of the short stature of the Argentine striker, but in fact he is very tough and mixed in the Premier League.
I don't know, this unintentional sentence of Master Huan made Mubarak's heart beat.
No, this Young Master Huan doesn't want to come here to dig a corner, right?
I heard that he likes the Argentine players very much. Isn't he trying to dig Aguero?
No, you have to sign a new contract with Aguero quickly!
In fact, this is more of a kind of falsehood, but it is not groundless.
Yang Huan fully supported the Bielsa reform in Southampton, and reused the head coach of the Argentine department. This made many people feel that he has a special preference for Argentine football.
Even on the Chinese website, some people say that Southampton is the Premier League barbecue gang, and they ridicule!
After the acquisition of Monaco, the head coach Yang Huan chose was Argentine Martino, which added to the impression of outsiders.
In Spain, some people even suspect that Yang Huan acquired Atletico Madrid because of his appreciation of Simeone, and the Argentine beast Tevez was introduced.
Therefore, in the core circle of professional football, everyone agrees that it is not surprising that Yang Huan has a preference for Argentines.
Yang Huan didn't know what others were thinking, so he smiled and looked at David Bernstein.
"David, the refereeing system should also be included in the reform agenda. It is necessary to vigorously support some young international referees and increase the protection of technical players. Only in this way can the Premier League attract more players like Aguero, Neymar and even It is a superstar like Messi who has joined."
"Furthermore, the passion and blood that our Premier League sells, but it is not cruel, not bloody, that kind of foul action that runs at every turn, must be given the most severe punishment!"
Having said that, Yang Huan thought about it very hard.
"Oh, by the way, the one named Jonathan Moss did a great job."
Jonathan Moss?
Who?
David Bernstein is the chairman of the FA. Where would you remember such a man?
But when I asked my assistant, the latter was not very clear. I immediately called and checked. After a check, it was discovered that Jonathan Moss has been serving as the referee in the lower-level league and will be the first time he will be in the Premier League this season.
"Strange, how can Young Master Huan remember him for such a small person?" David Bernstein was a little puzzled.
"No matter what, remember, this referee will focus on training in the future, Howard is not too young, so Jonathan will take over him."
Howard is the most important international referee in England, Howard Weber, who has held heavyweight matches such as the World Cup, the European Cup and the Champions League final for many times. He is called the bald Colina of England.
Young Master Huan didn't know what he said casually, but he completely changed the life of a certain referee. He was busy dealing with Mubarak. When this guy heard about the plan of the glorious revolution, he was immediately as excited as a chicken blood.
"Master Huan, we will form a super youth team to play in the professional league and upgrade all the way. In the end, Manchester City's first team and Manchester City's second team will participate in the Premier League at the same time. Wow, that's fun!"
Yang Huan laughed, this guy was busy drawing flatbread before he even finished his words. Is it interesting?
"I'm sorry, Mubarak, according to the rules, the second team can only be one level lower than the first team."
"Huh?" Mubarak was taken aback, he was not actually a fan, he really didn't understand.
"In other words, if Manchester City are in the Premier League, then Manchester City's second team can only play the English championship at most."
"Oh!" Mubarak understood. "So, for example, I mean, for example, if Manchester City dropped from the Premier League to the Premier League, but in the same season, Manchester City's second team rose from the Premier League to the Premier League, how would that count?"
"That must be Manchester City's first team dropping into the British Championship, and the second team dropping into the League. Is it possible that you still plan to replace the first team with the second team to play in the Premier League? It's beautiful!" Yang Huan laughed and cursed.
Mubarak thinks about it too, but it doesn't matter, how could Manchester City be downgraded anyway?
I believe that at this time, he must be thinking in his heart that the first team will win the Premier League championship, and the second team will win the English championship...
The scene was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look directly at it!
"Hey, Master Huan, in England, there has always been a so-called curse. A team that wins the Community Shield will definitely not win the league championship." Mubarak said with a smile.
"Yeah." Yang Huan had heard of this curse.
"Before the game, I have always been entangled. In the new season, we will do our best to defend the league championship, but should we fight for this Community Shield?" Mubarak said that, haha.
"It's alright now, no matter if I lose, I don't have a psychological burden!"
Yang Huan felt that this was a bit unpleasant.
"Hey, I said, Mubarak, you just look down on us Southampton?"
Mubarak laughed and laughed, "Master Huan, it's not that I despise you, it's mainly because you are newly promoted. The most important thing in the first season is to stand firm. Didn't you talk about it before? The top four in the league! "
Yang Huan was depressed, "Hey, I'm a little more modest. Are you serious?"
After a pause, he was still a little angry, "Besides, what I said myself, can it be the same as what others said?"
Mubarak was really stunned by Master Huan at this moment.
"That's not what I said. Look at the odds offered by Ladbrokes and William Hill. Southampton is considered unpopular."
"Really?" Yang Huan hooked his finger towards him, "Let me see."
Mubarak took out his phone, found the news, and handed it to Yang Huan.
At first glance, hey, it was really shocking.
There is no doubt that Manchester City is the number one favorite to win this season. The odds are as high as 2.25, followed by the city rivals Manchester United, who have an odds of 3.25, and Chelsea, who win the title. The rate is five and five.
It can be seen that Abramovich has spent a lot of money this season and after introducing many players, Chelsea's overall strength is bullish.
After the top three, Arsenal’s twelve, Tottenham’s twenty-six and Liverpool’s twenty-nine.
"Wow, we're only seventh in Southampton, and the odds are as high as one hundred and five?"
Mubarak looked at Young Master Huan's sad expression and couldn't help but want to laugh.
"My master Huan, look, what are the odds for the other newly promoted horses this season?"
Yang Huan looked down again, Reading was seven thousand five hundred, and West Ham United was five thousand...
My immortal board, is there such a burying man?
What's wrong with the newly promoted horse?
Can't the newly promoted be stronger?
Will it be given back to the newly promoted horse?
"This is Ladbrokes odds, similar to bet365 and William Hill as a whole."
Yang Huan didn't know anyone in the gambling industry, otherwise he would definitely catch them one by one and knock them on their heads.
Could it be that our International Champions Cup and Europa League, as well as this Community Shield tonight, are all fakes?
"Actually, Master Huan, the odds given by the bookmaker are generally well thought out."
David Bernstein seems to be a bit researched on the betting odds.
"Cup games are often easier to create upsets, but leagues are hard to get upset. It is not only based on overall strength, but the most important thing is long-term stable performance and the team's game experience. It is less mistakes than who makes ."
Having said that, David Bernstein pointed to another odds on the phone screen.
"You see, Master Huan, the three major bookmakers are not optimistic about Southampton's victory, but in the top four odds of the league, Southampton is ranked fourth, even higher than Arsenal."
"It can be seen that in the analysis of the gaming company, Southampton is likely to be in the top four, but the chance of winning is very small."
"There is also a very important reason, that is, the Olympics, ten players were selected to participate in the Olympics, which will have a considerable impact on the Southampton games at the beginning of the season!"
These words more or less comforted Yang Huan, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Why can they be the favorites for the championship, but we can't?
stable?
I don't believe it. We in Southampton have been so stable for the past two seasons. We were unstable when we played in the Premier League!
Is it possible that the Premier League has become a scourge?
Thinking of this, Yang Huan hooked his finger towards Long Wu behind him.
"Master!" Long Wu leaned over immediately.
"Did you bring the money out today?"
Long Wu took out his pocket and took out a black gold card, "Master, I didn't take any more, so I brought a card to save the change."
Mubarak was surprised.
Hey, the cards that save the change are all black gold.
My mother, eh, is this still making people live?
Prince William saw his eyes straight, but that was the black gold card he dreamed of!
"How much is there?"
"Just saved some loose change, probably only 300 thousand pounds."
When everyone around heard it, they were dumbfounded.
There are more than 300,000 pounds in loose change casually?
Prince William almost cried. For a month, oh no, his income in a year didn't add up to that much.
Think about it, what's the point of being a prince or something?
If you don't need money or people, it's not as good as Master Huan, who lives in a happy life!
"Well, just barely!"
Young Master Huan curled his lips, as if it was still too small.
"Go, go out, turn left, find people from three bookmakers, and each of them bet me 100,000 pounds, and then buy us Southampton to win the championship!"
"What?" Everyone around was surprised and lost their voices.
Master Huan~EbookFREE.me~ You are too much money to be willful, are you throwing it away?
If Manchester United and Chelsea counterattack to win the championship, then everyone will believe it.
Even less popular, Arsenal, Liverpool and even Tottenham Hotspur have this possibility!
Can you say that Southampton, a newly promoted horse, can win the championship?
Do not make jokes!
English football has a history of more than 100 years and it has never appeared before!
Otherwise, the betting company will offer such odds?
"Why? Not enough?" Yang Huan looked at everyone's expressions and smiled slightly.
"Okay, fifth, make a phone call, every copy is one million pounds, I just don't believe in this evil!"
Everyone in the room
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