Football giants

Chapter 594
"Peter, how did the talk go?"

As night fell, the traffic continued.

In an Aston Martin Lagonda Vanquish bound for the Amsterdam Arena, Yang Huan was on the phone with Peter Kenyon, asking about his progress since leaving.

"Ajax has basically agreed, 2000 million euros, to package Eriksen and Alderweireld."

Yang Huan nodded after hearing this. He is quite satisfied with this transfer transaction.

"By the way, Master Huan, are you coming?"

asked Peter Kenyon on the phone.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Yang Huan's heart skipped a beat, don't those guys from Ajax catch up?

It's difficult to think about it, it's really hard to refuse this enthusiasm!

"Hehe!" Peter Kenyon laughed as if he understood the implication of Yang Huan's words.

"Mr. Platini has asked about you many times, and some other people are also waiting for you!"

"Oh!" Yang Huan finally let go of his heart.

"Well, it's on the way, it'll be there soon!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and let out a long breath.

Eriksson and Alderweireld, one is the core of Ajax's frontcourt, a little monster who has been rumored in European football for many years, and the other is Ajax's vice-captain, but the transfer fee is 2000 million euros, which is really cheap.

But what can be done?

In the final analysis, skills are still inferior to people!

Don't look at Ajax's reputation, PSV, Feyenoord, etc., are famous, but in fact?

In the recent league ranking given by UEFA, the Dutch league has fallen to ninth in Europe.

Before the Eredivisie, in addition to the five major leagues, there are Portugal, Ukraine and Russia.

Portugal and Ligue [-] are very close to the European war points.

From this point, it is not difficult to see why Ajax has no reason to be compared with the Portuguese Super League team.

The European war is weak, and the competitiveness of the Dutch league is not strong. Don't look at Ajax's domestic rampant, winning consecutive championships, but so what?How attractive can the players in the team be?

Eriksson, as a little monster who has been passed down for many years, is also the core force of Ajax, but so what?
It can't attract the attention of the rich teams at all. Even if it is a transfer, it can only go to some mid-range teams, and it may be difficult to play the main force.

The same goes for Alderweireld.

So, Yang Huan completely scoffed at what John Jacque and others said about Cruyff’s [-]-year plan. It’s hard to say what football will look like in [-] years. It’s so magical, is it interesting?

Now for Ajax, the most pragmatic attitude is to lower your figure, operate professionally, play the role of a qualified human trafficker, import semi-finished products around 20 years old, sell them after processing and carve, and earn the difference.

This is the way Ajax stands!

Therefore, the vision of transfer signings is very important!
"what's wrong?"

Zhuang Ziqing, who was also sitting in the back row of the car, saw that Yang Huan had been thinking deeply after he finished answering the phone, which was a little strange.

Yang Huan glanced at Jiao Didi's fiancée, shook his head, and sighed.

"It's nothing, I just think, why are there always some people who just like to foolishly wait for the savior?"

Zhuang Ziqing was a little funny, when did her fiancé become so connotative?
Isn't it meant to be funny?

"Perhaps, that's because in this way, they can be aboveboard and don't have to do anything."

Zhuang Ziqing's answer made Yang Huan's eyes shine.

"Or maybe they can benefit from waiting for the savior!"

Zhuang Ziqing was taken aback by Yang Huan's words, she didn't think so deeply.

But Yang Huan shook his head and smiled, he really understood.

I think those guys who are waiting for the savior are idiots, but how can they really be idiots?
Everyone has their own different interests and calculations, who will do things that are not beneficial?

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"Master Huan!"

"Come and sit here, Master Huan!"

"Master Huan, nice to meet you!"

"I finally see you, Master Huan!"

As soon as Yang Huan walked from the elevator to the grandstand of the Amsterdam Arena, there was an uproar all around.

how to say?

It is too enthusiastic!
This grand occasion immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the chairman's stand, and even those sitting in the front row turned their heads to see clearly who the important person had appeared on the stage.

And Abramovich, who was sitting in the distance, saw clearly that it was Yang Huan, and immediately became furious.

Damn, how come you can meet Yang Huan everywhere these days?

But there are so many soft bones, when they see him, they all go up to him and kneel and lick him. As for it?
In terms of money, does Lao Tzu have less money than him?
Why haven't you come to kneel and lick me?
The more he thought about it, the more Abramovich felt annoyed. He snorted coldly, turned his head away, and made a blind eye.

"thanks, thanks!"

Yang Huan went all the way, shaking hands with a group of people he didn't know at all, and thanking them non-stop.

But the problem is, he doesn't know who these people are from, who is with whom?

After some difficulty, he dragged Zhuang Ziqing to Platini's side, only to find that there were indeed a few empty seats.

It just so happened that Yang Huan and Zhuang Ziqing sat in the front row, and Long Wu, Feng Jiu and others could sit in the front row behind them.

"Master Huan, Miss Zhuang, welcome, welcome!"

When Platini saw Yang Huan approaching, he immediately stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Thank you, Monsieur Platini!"

When Yang Huan was about to sit down, he saw Abramovich nearby, and was immediately amused.

"Yo, Mr. Abramovich, long time no see, how are you?"

Abramovich was very reluctant to be called, but he had to stand up and shake hands with Yang Huan to be polite.

It's really unlucky to say it, this time, it always gives people a feeling of standing up to welcome Yang Huan.

There is no way, people stretch out their hands to shake with you, don't you want to shake?

"It's okay!" Abramovich said coldly.

Yang Huan knew what was in his mind, and he still laughed, "Speaking of which, tonight, I'm afraid I have to invite Roman to your team. Please be merciful!"

Abramovich's expression is much more interesting.

Damn, three days ago, you beat us five to zero at Wembley Stadium, and now you're saying you want us to show mercy?

Is this the opposite?

"Mr. Yang Huan, you are being polite. Who doesn't know that you Southampton are the favorites for this year's Premier League championship? It should be us asking you to show mercy!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Yang Huan laughed and accepted it unceremoniously.

"Well, don't worry, Roman, I've already told them, take it easy, don't be too serious, save some energy and go back to play in the league, just take it as a thank you to Roman for withdrawing the lawsuit!"

This time, Abramovich's face really couldn't hold back.

He felt that his old face was getting closer, being slapped repeatedly by Yang Huan.

Leaving aside the finals three days ago, just talking about the withdrawal of the lawsuit, Abramovich almost went crazy.

Don't withdraw the lawsuit, okay?
The lawyer also said that if Sir Brune came forward and did not withdraw the lawsuit, the lawsuit would be protracted and the outcome was uncertain.

What's more, if Yang Huan really gets anxious, maybe something serious will come out.

In the final analysis, Abramovich himself is also guilty, because he has indeed arranged this way.

What if Yang Huan asked the players to testify?
Lampard, Terry and others are loyal, but what about Adam Lallana and Benatia?
A guy in the locker room, they must know something.

Therefore, after thinking about it, although Abramovich was furious, he still had to withdraw the lawsuit.

"Tonight will be a very exciting game, Roman, enjoy it!"

After Yang Huan said something with a smile, he turned around and went back to his seat.

Seeing him like this, Zhuang Ziqing looked helpless.

"Why do you bother to provoke him again?"

She is quiet by nature, she doesn't like to fight much, and she doesn't like to cause trouble, but the man she likes is a troublemaker through and through, so what can she do?
Who knows, Yang Huan is more reasonable than her.

"Let me tell you, there is a kind of person who is prone to itching. If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to expose the tiles. Therefore, you have to remind him all the time. It is best to teach him a lesson!"

Zhuang Ziqing was depressed, I dare to say that Master Huan taught Abramovich like his own son!
"Hey, did you place a bet tonight?" Yang Huan suddenly remembered and asked quickly.

The game is about to start, and the proprietress doesn't place a bet, so she always feels a little empty.

Zhuang Ziqing gave him an angry and funny look, as if to say, aren't you an atheist?

How did you become so superstitious all of a sudden?
But since she followed Yang Huan, she would place a bet before any important finals.

What's interesting is that I don't know if Southampton is too strong, or she can really bring good luck. Every time she bets, Southampton really wins!
Therefore, she always enjoys it, and this time is no exception.

"Of course, I just used my mobile phone to bet."

"How much did you buy?" Yang Huan asked with concern.

"More than 2000 pounds."

"What?" Yang Huan was a little dissatisfied, "It's only over 2000 pounds?"

Without waiting for Zhuang Ziqing to say more, Yang Huan shook his head, "How can this be enough? At least one more zero must be added at the end, so it will be more enjoyable to win!"

That tone, that look, seemed to say that it was a certainty that Southampton would win the game.

That's why Zhuang Ziqing didn't understand the inside story.

From Chelsea once again banned Oscar from the squad, and from Zenden reappearing in front of Chelsea's coaching bench, many things are already doomed.

With Chelsea's current lineup, there will be no surprises in the starting list, and the tactics are still similar.

Compared with the final at Wembley Stadium three days ago, it is at best a fine-tuning of the task arrangement of individual players.

But that would hardly affect the big picture!

Therefore, not only Yang Huan, but almost all professionals believe that it is difficult for Chelsea to win this game.

That is to say, some Blues fans do not believe in evil, and hope that the team can win by surprise with the attitude of a mourner.

As everyone knows, as the saying goes, one force will drop ten meetings.

In the face of the absolute superiority of strength, all conspiracies and tricks will be useless!
But Zhuang Ziqing obviously didn't know, when Yang Huan said that she wanted to bet more, she reprimanded, "If you want to bet, you can bet yourself!"

Yang Huan became depressed, "Didn't I still have a big bet with the gaming company that I didn't complete?"

After he said that, Zhuang Ziqing remembered.

That's right, this Young Master Huan placed big orders with the three major gaming companies in Europe a year ago, betting on Southampton, Atletico Madrid and Monaco to win and upgrade.

As a result, up to now, Monaco has already won the championship ahead of schedule.

Atlético de Madrid won the Copa del Rey and currently have an advantage in La Liga, and the possibility of winning the championship is quite high.

As for Southampton, the FA Cup has already been won, and there is not much suspense about the Europa League.

The only suspenseful thing is the Premier League champion!
If you really win the championship, how much money can you win?
I'm afraid the three major gaming companies are going to close down!
Thinking of this, Zhuang Ziqing really couldn't laugh or cry.

Is it because my fiancé's luck is too good?

Or is he really that powerful?

(End of this chapter)