Football giants

Chapter 377
"Huh, it's fun!"

When Yang Huan walked out of the Beijing Grand Theater, he felt so happy.

From his previous life to this life, he likes watching movies, but he hates domestic movies.

There is no other reason, too disappointing!
As for many famous domestic directors, he also can't understand that kind of style.

Don't always treat us ordinary movie audiences as fools, how much money?

When did we really wait, let's watch domestic movies as national football, and when we vote with our feet, let's see what you do!

Needless to say, in Yang Huan's previous life, there were quite a few old friends who never touched domestic movies and only watched Hollywood blockbusters.

It can be seen that such people are not in the minority.

Can this blame the audience?

Zhang Ning stood beside Yang Huan with a wry smile on his face.

"Young Master, you've had a good time, but I'm afraid you'll offend many people!"

Some people like to hear Yang Huan's words, but some people definitely don't like to listen to them. Some people even think that Yang Huan is bombarding them, and these people will definitely transfer this resentment to Miracle Entertainment.

"So what? If you offend, you will offend. Who is afraid of whom?"

Yang Huan is very open-minded, speaking and doing things, of course he can do whatever he wants.

You can't say this, you can't do that, what's the point?
"Miss Zhang, actually, I think that what Master Huan said may offend many people, but it will also make more people who have opinions and thoughts about the current film market but dare not express their admiration from the bottom of their hearts."

Chen Kexin has been in this industry for a long time, and he feels a lot of embarrassment.

Yang Huan shook his head, he was not that great, he just wanted to express his own opinion and make his own voice.

"Let's go, let's celebrate!"

At this moment, Long Wu walked over quickly, leaned into Yang Huan's ear and said something.

"Master Zhuang called and said he saw you on TV!"

"Isn't it?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

It turns out that the old man also likes watching movies.

"He said he wanted to see the vases from the Qianlong era in the Queen's collection."

This was taken by Yang Huan when he attended an aristocratic gathering in England. The price is not expensive, after all, it is a niche auction.

The Duke of Westminster said it was from the royal collection.

It seems that the old man who likes antiques is impatient!

"Okay, you go to drive, let's go to Yuquan Mountain."

Long Wu immediately agreed to go.

After Long Wu left, Yang Huan came to Zhang Ning's side.

"Wait a minute before you take them to our seven-star hotel and have a lively celebration banquet."

Zhang Ning nodded, "Aren't you going?"

Yang Huan sighed, "Master Zhuang misses me!"

Zhang Ning snorted, you are neither a beauty nor a child, what does the old man think of you?
But she couldn't talk too much about this kind of thing, so she nodded and agreed.

Before Yang Huan left, he did not forget to remind, "Tonight, remember, punishment!"

Zhang Ning naturally knew, and gave him a charming look, eyes full of love.

Yang Huan apologized to the people present before leaving.

When Yang Huan arrived at Yuquan Mountain, the guards at the foot of the mountain had already received the news and let him go immediately.

When he came to the Zhuang family's mansion and rang the doorbell, it was his future husband who opened the door.

"Uncle Zhuang!"

"Come on, come in quickly, the old man is waiting impatiently!"

Holding the vase in both hands, Yang Huan walked in quickly.

Mr. Zhuang sat on the mahogany chair in the living room, looking at Yang Huan who entered the door with a smile.

"Grandpa Zhuang!"

When Mr. Zhuang saw Yang Huan, the smile on his face became even wider.

"You kid just made a big splash just now, aren't you afraid of showing your edge too much?"

Yang Huan gently placed the vase in his hand on the tea table, and without being timid, he went to the chair next to him and sat down on his buttocks, but he was still talking back to the old man.

"What are you afraid of? They won't really eat me! Besides, am I making no sense?"

Zhuang Mingyang just smiled slightly.

Apparently, to them, it looked like nothing more than a child's mischief.

"When you come back this time, you won't make a special trip to give me a vase, will you?"

As the old man said, he leaned his crutches aside, put on his reading glasses, reached for the vase, and looked at it with relish.

Yang Huan noticed that he was wearing the warm jade that he had given him before.

No wonder Zhuang Ziqing said that the old man liked it very much!

"If I say yes, you will definitely not believe me!"

The old man made a straight face on purpose, "Nonsense!"

After a pause, he added another sentence, "You can't believe eight out of ten sentences you say!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang and his son both burst out laughing.

"Grandpa Zhuang, people say that you are short-handed and soft-mouthed when you eat people. You always..."

"Hey, I took your vase, but I didn't slap you with my hands, so my hands are short, but I didn't eat yours, why do I have to be soft-spoken?" Mr. Zhuang was obviously sophistrying!

Yang Huan was at a loss now, he was so oppressed that he couldn't answer a word!

Seeing that aggrieved look made Zhuang Mingyang feel extremely happy.

You kid, there are times when you are suppressed!
Really should let the big brother also come to see!

Mr. Zhuang obviously likes Yang Huan very much, otherwise, with his status and personality, how could he make jokes casually?
How many people can't wait for the old man to make fun of him, and the old man will never throw a glance at others.

"Okay, take your short hand and give you good news!"

"What good news?" Yang Huan was surprised.

Zhuang Mingyang nodded with a smile and said, "Didn't you say before that you want to recruit some more retired dragon and phoenix special forces?"

"Ah, do you have a clue?" Yang Huan became excited when he heard it.

He currently only has seven or eight people, which is too small. If he can go out like Abramovich with forty bodyguards, huddled in front of him, that will be called a majesty!

"I found six for you, turn around, I'll ask Long Wu to contact you!"

"Only six?" Yang Huan was disappointed.

Is that too little?

"No, you kid really think that the special forces of the dragon group and the phoenix group are mass-produced?"

Zhuang Mingyang became angry, "It would be nice to find six!"

After hearing this, Yang Huan couldn't help it, let's just six!

"Also, the military has also agreed, and strongly supports you in the development of driverless cars in Longhai. In addition, the cooperation between you and Longhai Automobile, I believe there is no big problem. This matter is your help!"

Aston Martin's three new cars have achieved very gratifying results after the start of reservations.

In less than three months, the number of reservations worldwide has reached [-], and the number in China has exceeded [-].

Although Aston Martin currently has car manufacturing plants in the UK and Longhai, it is still not enough.

Therefore, Yang Huan decided to learn from Apple's practice, outsource manufacturing and assembly, and do R&D and design by himself.

After many considerations and selections, Longhai Automobile was finally selected.

The car manufacturing process of this group is second to none in China, and if they do the OEM, there will be no major problems in quality control.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhuang!"

As soon as Yang Huan heard that things were settled, he felt even better.

"I heard that you refused the Queen's honor?" Mr. Zhuang asked with concern.

"Well, I don't think it's any good, it's just an honor, but it's easy to cause misunderstanding, so..."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, it's rare for you to think of this!"

This matter was handled by Yang Huan through the Duke of Westminster, and the royal family did not announce it to the public, so there was no problem between the two parties. After that, Yang Huan continued to attend those aristocratic gatherings, and even photographed a lot of things.

Either donate to the country, or simply give away.

Anyway, Yang Huan himself has no interest in these things.

"By the way, Grandpa Zhuang, have you heard of Huang's massage parlor?" Yang Huan asked cautiously.

This is related to the team and the injured, so we must be more careful.

He also plans to find more people to learn about this massage parlor.

Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang looked at each other and laughed, "Are you talking about Master Huang Wenying?"

"Yes, you know each other?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, "He is well-known in the capital and in the country, but he has grown old in recent years, and most of them are his sons and apprentices who come forward to manage the medical clinic."

"How about technology?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and remained silent.

Zhuang Mingyang said with a smile: "The old man often invites him to his home, what do you think?"

This time Yang Huan felt that there was no problem.

Unexpectedly, the capital is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!

"How did you inquire about this person?" Mr. Zhuang asked curiously.

Yang Huan immediately explained the situation of the team and his thoughts.

When the old man heard this, he slapped his thigh, "This is a good thing!"

Zhuang Mingyang also felt good, "Over the years, domestic doubts about Chinese medicine have become louder and louder."

"It is undeniable that Chinese medicine has deficiencies and needs to be improved, but it is not objective to completely deny Chinese medicine and praise Western medicine. If massage and acupuncture can be really applied in the field of European professional football, it will bring great benefits to Chinese medicine!"

Mr. Zhuang thought so too.

"Well, it's too late today. I'll call Lao Huang tomorrow, call him, and talk to him about it. Even if you can't persuade him to go in person, let him arrange for the most proud disciple to go with you."

Football is the most influential sport in the world.

If Chinese medicine can be recognized and promoted in football, it is conceivable that it will soon enter other sports.

This will greatly promote the development of Chinese medicine.

"Then thank you, Grandpa Zhuang!"

"Thank me for what?" Mr. Zhuang smiled and shook his head, "You, this matter is well done, very good!"

Yang Huan smiled lightly and didn't say anything more.

Coming out of the dealer's mansion and sitting in the car going home, Yang Huan was a little unexpected.

Didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.

With Mr. Zhuang coming forward, I believe Huang Wenying's problem should not be serious.

Then, without further ado, go back to England and heal Toni Cross's injury first.

After letting go of this worry, Yang Huan felt relaxed, and couldn't help thinking of home in his mind.

The celebration banquet should be over, right?
At this time, both Zhang Ning and Lin Yuner should go home.

Thinking of this, his whole heart became hot, and he wished to put on his wings and fly back directly.

But when he returned home, he found that it was Horikita Maki who opened the door.

"Why are you here?" Yang Huan was full of surprise.

They often chat on WeChat and look at photos, but the two have not seen each other for a while.

When Horikita Maki saw Yang Huan, she was also full of surprises.

But hearing him ask that made me a little aggrieved.

"I'm here for the award ceremony."

"Really? Then why didn't I see you?"

Horikita Maki curled her lips, thinking to herself, you put all your heart on Sister Zhang Ning and Yun'er, how could you notice me?

Don't say it's me, you haven't seen Uncle Psy!
After Yang Huan entered the door, he looked at the Japanese otaku woman a little sullenly, and he knew it.

"Hey, little girl!" Yang Huan hugged Maki Horikita's shoulder affectionately, "I'll tell you something!"

"What's the matter?" Horikita Maki blushed and panted immediately after being swept up by him like this, her heartbeat accelerated.

"Didn't I promise you before?"

"Huh?" She didn't even remember.

"It's breast enhancement, remember?"

Yang Huan pointed at her chest with his right hand out of thin air and swiped fiercely, with a pair of eyes darting there.

I don't know if it's because of the clothes I'm wearing, or because I haven't seen him for a long time.

Yang Huan found that she seemed to have grown up a lot recently.

Horikita Maki was amused by his actions and his words, making her shy.

"I found a massage master with superb skills. He promised to teach me a set of secret massage techniques, saying that it can achieve the effect of breast enlargement. When I learn it later, I will come to help you!"

The chest is too small, which has always been Horikita Maki's knot.

As soon as she heard that it could enlarge her breasts, she was immediately moved and nodded hurriedly.

Can look back, massage massage?

That's not asking for his hands to be there...

How could this be?

But Yang Huan had already achieved his goal, he walked up the stairs step by step with a smile on his face.

It seems that he is still humming a song in his mouth.

"You are my little little apple..."

(End of this chapter)