Football giants

Chapter 248 Hit Chelsea, Let Me Go!

"Do you know who is coming today?"

In the departure hall of Heathrow Airport, a group of familiar reporters got together and chatted.

There's still half an hour left, it's still early, chatting, killing time.

Most people shook their heads, only the Sun newspaper reporter nodded.

"I've looked into it. A plane from Spain landed at Heathrow at 25:[-] this morning."

Now everyone looked at the Sun reporter in a very different way.

It seems that smart people still take advantage even if they are paparazzi.

"Spain? Could it be Harvey Martinez?"

"It must be, didn't the Spanish media report it before?"

There is no impenetrable wall in this world.

Even more so in the transfer market.

Since the end of last season, the entire transfer market has been hyping various transfer rumors.

The media is also eager to spread more news of this type to promote sales.

So, sometimes, it is difficult to tell the real from the fake.

"Is this Harvey Martinez really that strong?" A reporter asked curiously.

"who knows?"

"I heard that Barcelona and Real Madrid also think he is good. As the captain, he just led the Spanish U21 to win the championship in Denmark. His performance is indeed quite good. He is a defensive midfielder and has good ability to hold and play the ball."

"It seems to be in line with the outside world's positioning of Southampton's midfield defects."

A football lineup is like a jigsaw puzzle, and the players are one piece of the jigsaw.

The lack of a deep midfielder in Southampton's midfield was already a consensus last season.

Now, the introduction of Harvey Martinez will undoubtedly just fill in this vacancy.

The midfielder of Athletic Bilbao may not be very strong, but firstly, he is young, and secondly, he is a Spanish international.

These days, the Spanish international is just like England's native household registration book, with a halo of bonus attributes.

"It seems that Southampton really plans to do a big job in the new season!"

"Who said no?"

"However, this team earns too much money. So far, it has sold about 500 million pounds. The Adidas sponsorship fee is 3000 million pounds. Plus the sponsorship of Heineken and Calon family, the income is astonishing."

"I heard the news before that they are planning to recruit members."

"Member? What member?"

"One thousand core saint members."

"Only 1000 people?"

"Yes, no more, no less, exactly one thousand."

"Wow, isn't that crazy?"

In the whole of England, who doesn't know that Southampton has the strongest development momentum now?
Especially in the eyes of the younger generation, supporting Manchester United, Arsenal, Liverpool, Chelsea and so on is considered Ott.

If young people don't support Southampton nowadays, they can't keep up with the times.

"probably not."

"why?"

Everyone looked over curiously.

The speaker was a reporter from the Southern Echo, obviously enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by his peers for questioning.

"I also heard that although there are only a thousand members in Southampton, the membership fee is astonishing, as high as [-] pounds."

"what?"

"One hundred thousand pounds?"

"Stupid!"

"how is this possible!"

Almost everyone expressed surprise in unison, then shook their heads.

"Do you know how much Manchester United's membership fee is?"

"32 pounds!"

"Do you know how much the membership fees of Real Madrid and Barcelona are?"

"150 euros and 130 seven euros!"

"Southampton wants to recruit members. Everyone understands this, but the membership fee is as high as [-] pounds. This is already the annual fee for the most exclusive VIP box at Arsenal's Emirates Stadium. Who is so stupid to join Southampton as a member?"

"That's right, no matter how stupid you are and how much money you have, there's no such thing as a fool."

"The way I see it, the rich second generation in Southampton is not short of money, and he feels that people all over the world are like him, and they are not short of money."

"I dare say, no one will give a membership fee of [-] pounds!"

"That's right, whoever gives it is an idiot!"

The little reporter from the Southern Echo had a wry smile on his face, that is to say, he was talking about some gossip he had inquired about.

"However, I heard that Prince William and his wife seem to be joining the club."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised again.

"what?"

"how is this possible?"

"Do they have money to join?"

Everyone said what they said, and almost everyone expressed doubts about it.

But there's no denying that they were all surprised.

Amazing membership fees, a limit of [-], plus Prince William and his wife, this gimmick is strong enough!
From the perspective of journalists, if you don't hype and hype, you really violate your professional ethics.

Just at this time, I don't know who it was, and yelled in the waiting hall.

"Look, people are coming out!"

For a moment, the fans and reporters in the entire waiting hall were in a mess like an ant nest that had been stabbed out.

Everyone rushed to the gate in unison.

Soon, the tall Harvey Martinez, accompanied by his manager and brother, slowly walked out of the gate of the airport. When they appeared, the entire waiting hall was blown up.

"Harvey, look here!"

"Harvey Martinez, look here, I'm from the Times!"

"I'm from BBC TV, can you accept our interview?"

"Can you tell me why you chose to join Southampton?"

"I want to ask, how much money did Southampton give you for you to choose to play in the British Championship?"

"Tell me, do you think there is a future in joining Southampton?"

The reporters rushed forward, and the fans who had been waiting around were squeezed and immediately resisted.

The entire airport gate suddenly became chaotic.

The three of Harvey Martinez were obviously stunned.

Crazy?
I joined Southampton, not a big club.

These reporters, and these fans, why... why are they so crazy?
Looking at his manager and brother next to him, Harvey Martinez's eyes projected doubts.

Are you sure that I am joining the Championship team?

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"BBC Television Noon News Report."

"At 25:[-] this morning, Spanish international Javi Martinez arrived at Heathrow Airport. He will go to Southampton to join the traditional powerhouse Saints Southampton."

"At that time, thousands of fans gathered at Heathrow Airport, as well as more than a hundred reporters from afar. There was a commotion at the scene. In the end, the airport security had to mobilize in groups, which barely maintained order on the scene."

"Next, let's take a look at the pictures taken by our reporter from the scene!"

In the box of Wangjiang Pavilion Chinese Restaurant in London's Harrods shopping mall, Yang Huan watched the BBC news on TV with great interest.

Sitting opposite him is Chelsea's main center, Didier Drogba, and his agent Cedi.

Drogba and the two were also taken aback by the chaotic scene on TV.

Could it be that Southampton really has such influence and appeal?

How could so many fans and reporters rush to the scene to pick up the plane?

I believe that if they knew that Southampton did not organize on purpose at all, and everything was just because of the words of the young master Huan in front of them, they would definitely be even more shocked.

However, the instigator of the whole incident, our Mr. Yang Huan, has no awareness of the perpetrator.

Looking at Drogba in front of him with interest, he smiled faintly.

"I heard that you are not willing to join our Southampton?" Yang Huan asked.

Didier Drogba and Sadie looked at each other without saying a word, which was a tacit agreement.

Even though they have agreed to join, they are more or less unhappy in their hearts.

"You're afraid!" Yang Huan said firmly.

This is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

"I'm afraid?" Didier Drogba was the interrogative sentence.

"I can understand that at the age of 33, my career has gone downhill. It is inevitable that I will be worried about gains and losses. I don't want to lose everything I have now. I can understand this."

Drogba was silent, he didn't know what he should say.

I always feel that what he said is right.

But everyone is like this, isn't it?

Even Drogba, who claims to be the number one center in the world, is not an ordinary person?

"I know you are very unwilling. If you want to join a Championship team, you have to compete with Zlatan Ibrahimovic, who is also a top center, for a main position, but you can't help it."

Yang Huan was still smiling, very easily.

It's not him who is sad, so of course it's easy.

Drogba had no idea what Yang Huan was going to say, or what Yang Huan wanted to do.

But after hearing these words, he became a little angry.

Isn't this which pot can't be opened and lifted?

Is it fun to expose people's scars?
But seeing his eyes, Yang Huan laughed.

"It's this kind of look, right, the monster Drogba I know, it's just this kind of look!"

Drogba was taken aback, completely confused.

Did this guy intentionally irritate him?

"Why don't you just do this!" Yang Huan clapped his hands hard, and said with a smile, "I'll give you a chance, and I'll grant you a wish. Tell me, what do you want?"

After a pause, Yang Huan added another sentence, "Even if you beg me to let you transfer freely, I will agree, and I will keep my promise!"

Drogba and agent Cedi are stupid.

Even if it is a free transfer, he agrees?

real or fake?

Then look at the smiling handsome guy in front of him with a harmless face, he doesn't seem to take Drogba seriously at all.

In this moment, Drogba really has a feeling.

I am like a plaything in Yang Huan's hands, a plaything that can be thrown away anytime and anywhere.

This feeling makes him angry, because he has his own dignity.

But also very helpless, because this is very realistic, although it is very cruel.

He developed an urge, or else, the urge to ask.

But soon, his work ethic overwhelmed the temptation.

Because he couldn't pass his own test.

Now that he has agreed to join Southampton, if he thinks about transferring and leaving in a blink of an eye, what is he?
Others can treat him as a plaything, but he can't look down on himself like this.

Leaving now is completely different from leaving a year later.

"Really agree?" Didier Drogba also asked in a deep voice.

Yang Huan nodded without hesitation, "That's right!"

Drogba really wanted to say, just give me the main force and let me prove my strength.

But he quickly suppressed the thought again.

Because such a mention, he will obviously feel that he is useless.

Is it because I can't compete with Ibrahimovic that I want to mention this wish?
After thinking a lot, he finally made a decision.

"In other games, I will rely on my own efforts to fight for the main position, but against Chelsea, you have to let me play!"

Mention of Chelsea, Drogba's eyes flashed monstrous anger.

Abramovich regards him as an abandoned child, but he wants to do everything possible to prove his strength and value in front of Abramovich.

For a professional footballer, there is no better way to prove yourself than to beat Chelsea in the professional arena.

"Although I am not the head coach, I can promise you on behalf of Bielsa!"

After Yang Huan finished speaking with a serious face, he diluted the serious atmosphere with a burst of laughter.

Clapping his hands, he looked at Drogba very easily.

"Look, we'll soon have a common language!"

Drogba also saw the means of this young master Huan.

Perhaps, in the eyes of Young Master Huan, he is still nothing, so Young Master Huan can fulfill any of his wishes without hesitation, and even let him transfer freely.

But no matter what, at least he felt a respect.

At least, he respects his own opinions and choices!

"Your wish is to beat Chelsea and prove your worth."

"My wish is to defeat all giants and prove the value of our great saints!"

"To some extent, our wishes are common!"

Having said that, Yang Huan raised a goblet filled with Kailong family red wine with a smile.

"Come, let's have a toast for our common wish!"

Drogba and agent Cedi immediately raised their glasses.

With a bang, it's done!

　Thanks to the book friend [book friend 1866592855] for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)