Football giants

Chapter 32 Am I Easy?

"Manager Sun."

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

Sun Yuezheng had his legs crossed on the desk, half lying down, eating his favorite Laotan sauerkraut noodles with rustling noises. He didn't expect to be able to buy this treasure in the far away England. It was so cool!
"What's the matter?" Seeing that it was Zhu Liangcheng who came, 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 Stapletwood, 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, and he has already set off."

"Oops!" Sun Yue threw the old pot of pickled cabbage noodles on the table without thinking, the soup splashed all over the table, and he couldn't care less.

This master is short-tempered, he will do whatever comes to his mind, and cannot tolerate any delay.

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

"Master Huan, wait for me!" Sun Yue rushed out of the gate quickly, but he could only see the tail lights of Bentley.

"Damn it, why did the driver speed up so fast this time?" Sun Yue cursed out of breath.

Quickly took out the phone from his pocket, pressed a few numbers and called.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is off!"

Damn, isn't it, turn off the phone at such a terrible time?
"It's urgent, how urgent is it?"

At this moment, Sun Yue's cell phone rang, and it was Long Wu's number.

"Hello, fifth brother."

Ever since he saw Long Wu throwing out the bodyguards of the rich second generation in London one by one that day, he respected and feared Long Wu, and his attitude changed a lot. He was afraid that he would accidentally offend this martial arts master and throw himself out of the hotel upstairs.

Then become Angry Birds!
"Sun Yue, it's me, Yang Huan, come to Stapletwood quickly, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

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

Looking at the phone screen, Sun Yue felt an urge to cry. My mother is unfamiliar with the place, and it is so far from here to Stapletwood. How do I get there?
Most of the taxis in the UK need to be reserved in advance. If you go to the street temporarily and want to hail a taxi, the chances are extremely low.

Originally, Southampton had a pick-up car, but Zhang Ning was in Wangjiang Pavilion, and Yang Huan sent the driver to Zhang Ning with pity.

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

"Hey, Sister Ning, it's me, Xiao Sun, I wonder if you need a car now?"

"What, you're at the University of Southampton?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, you're busy and you're busy, I don't matter, I'll think of a way."

Sun Yue hung up the phone and wanted to cry.

Zhang Ning is not here, Nicola Cortez is not here, who else can he ask for help?
There is no bus on the other side of the Test River!

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

"Hey, Sun Yue, are you coming?"

As soon as he walked out of the gate of St. Mary's Stadium, Yang Huan called again.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, just wait a little longer, it'll be there soon."

No way, let's run!

Running from St. Mary's Stadium to the pier one kilometer away, he finally waited for a ferry, crossed the River Tester, got off the boat, checked the direction, and had to continue running. After a full three kilometers, he ran to the gate of Stapletwood.

When he squatted at the door, almost unable to stand up, Yang Huan's Bentley arrived late.

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

Sun Yue stood up and pointed at Yang Huan, who threw over a bottle of water casually, "Don't worry, drink some water first, then talk slowly."

After receiving the water, Sun Yue unscrewed the bottle cap, gulped it into his mouth, choked on it, and coughed non-stop.

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

Sun Yue managed to breathe slowly, "Master Huan, what's the matter with you looking for me so urgently?"

"Oh, there is a big thing. I heard that there are people making rumors outside, saying that I have a weird temper and like to listen to people's flattering. Tell me, what should I do?"

puff!
Before Sun Yue finished listening, he spewed out a mouthful of water. Long Wu, who was playing a mobile game, had a quick reaction and blocked Yang Huan with a dodge. The saliva was sprayed on his suit.

"You sprayed me with water? You rebelled!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, Master Huan, Fifth Brother, I'll wipe it off for you, don't be angry, Fifth Brother." Sun Yue really panicked at this moment, offending Long Wu, he didn't know when his neck was broken, it was too scary.

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

"Master Huan, who said you like to listen to other people's flattery?" Sun Yue looked as if he wanted to fight that person desperately.

Yang Huan waved his hand, "Forget it, I've already taught him a lesson, so don't worry about it."

"Oh, that's Master Huan, you are magnanimous. If you let me know who is speaking ill of you, Master Huan, I will break his neck, kick his balls, and throw him to a gay bar to pick up soap."

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

No Zuo No Die!

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

"From today onwards, if anyone fucking flatters me in front of me, I will break his neck, kick his balls, and throw him into a gay bar to pick up soap!"

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

Sun Yue hurriedly followed behind, with a bitter face, oh my god, my god, is it wrong to flatter the boss and please him?
am i easy?

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"Master Huan."

As soon as I came to the temporary office of the Stapletwood training base and found Nicola Cortes, I immediately met seven or eight engineers and architects from the Yang Group from China. They will make appropriate adjustments according to the design drawings of the Stapletwood training base before Southampton.

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

"Well, here you go, sit down, I'm just here to listen." Yang Huan waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down.

He himself sat aside and didn't speak.

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

It is rainy all year round in the UK, and it snows in winter. The underground of each training ground not only needs very complete drainage and geothermal facilities, but also has high requirements for turf, and it is very necessary to build an indoor training ground.

Yang Huan also thought it was easy at first, isn't it just an indoor training ground?A few thousand square meters of building area.

But that's not the case at all!

Because it is an indoor training ground, there cannot be even a single support column in the entire training ground, and there are even requirements for the height of the training ground. It cannot be built so short that players with big feet can directly kick through the ceiling, right?

Therefore, the investment in indoor training grounds is very high, and even 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. After a long discussion, they have not been able to come up with a good solution.

"What did Bielsa say?" Yang Huan interrupted suddenly, asking Nicola Cortes.

"Belsa believes that the indoor training ground is necessary in England's climate. At least the old one for the first team must be kept." Nicola Cortez replied.

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

"Ah?" Nicola Cortez lost his voice a little. It hurts to build one, and build three at once?
"Yes, Master Huan, if we build three buildings in one go, the budget will be greatly overrun." The engineer from China also reminded.

"If you overspend, you will overspend. Since you want to build it now, let's build it in one go, so as not to be knocked here in the future, and it will be an eyesore!" Yang Huan replied as a matter of course.

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

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

Different from indoor training grounds, indoor football stadiums are mainly venues for indoor football with five or seven players.

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

"Build!" Yang Huan made a decision without even thinking about it.

"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, 3000 million pounds is definitely not enough." The engineer also said with a embarrassed face.

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

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

"I only have one request!" Yang Huan stood up and leaned over to stare at everyone present. "I want the world's most advanced and complete training base. 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 an additional 2000, 4000 million, or even [-], [-] million, but in the long run, this will have a very positive and profound impact on the future of Southampton."

Everyone looked at Yang Huan. Some people understood what he said, while others 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 will be the best.

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

At this moment, he felt fanatical that he could meet such an ambitious boss.

"Okay, then let's overthrow all the ideas just now, and renegotiate 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.

After coming out of the temporary office, not far from the front is the training ground of the first team, surrounded by barbed wire to isolate it from the outside world.

This can also prevent the football from being kicked out.

The biggest difference between Bielsa and Alan Pardew is that all his training revolves around football, but to Yang Huan's surprise, Bielsa is not the protagonist on the training ground, he has been squatting on the sidelines and watching silently.

This posture is his signature posture for commanding the game, and he did not expect it to be the same during training.

The entire training was handed over to 62-year-old Luis Borini. The white-haired old man had a resonant voice, and he was full of vigor when he shouted, giving people a very energetic and energetic feeling.

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

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

However, several newly joined 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 for the new season should be accelerated.

Just then, the phone in his pocket rang again.

The caller ID was impressively Mino Raiola again.

It seems that there is another good news coming!
(End of this chapter)