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Chapter 83 Boss, please!
"Master Huan."

Kesh? Harris immediately caught up with Yang Huan.

The two were walking in the old factory area of ​​Sunseeker Yachts. In the nearest factory building, thirty or forty workers were rubbing sandpaper on a newly formed hull, obviously to be polished before painting.

"Kash, what do you think?"

Yang Huan is very interested in owning a yacht, and even more interested in acquiring a yacht company.

Think about it, if you have your own yacht company and build the most awesome yacht, how good is it to go out?

Didn't Abramovich say he owns an Eclipse?

I will build a yacht that is even more awesome than his Eclipse, let's see if he gets better!

In the future, if the British royal family wants to go to sea, they will have to borrow from me.

Moreover, Yang Huan is indeed optimistic about the future development prospects of the yacht industry, especially in countries such as China, India and Brazil.

If there is no future, I believe that a conservative person like my father would not be able to set up a yacht club.

And like Sanya, so many people go to Sanya every year to travel, and there is some kind of sea and sky feast.

As soon as the sea and sky feast was mentioned, Yang Huan was full of anticipation.

In the previous life, she was a poor woman who could only read newspapers and had a dry addiction. With this condition in this life, she must go to see and see what this sea and sky feast is like. It would be great if she could keep a female star.

Kesh Harris didn't know that there were so many messy thoughts in Yang Huan's mind. He was a very professional and dedicated investment consultant. After listening to Yang Huan's inquiry, he filtered it in his mind.

"Still promising." Kesh? Harris concluded.

"The reason why Sunseeker Yachts is not well managed and its profits are not high has something to do with the company's operations. They basically rely on old workers, some of whom have worked here for 30 to [-] years. Some of the older generation have retired, and their sons continue to take over. Although this can ensure the continuity and authenticity of the craftsmanship, it also increases the operating costs of the company."

Yang Huan knew in her heart that this was mainly due to the high wages and good benefits of British workers.

I believe that if the same number of workers is transferred to China, not only the labor cost will drop sharply, but also the cost of raw materials will also be reduced, and even the time required to manufacture a yacht will also be greatly reduced.

After all, today's manufacturing kingdom is China!
"Another point is that Sunseeker Yachting's business model is too traditional, too obsessed with corporate brand awareness and professional achievements, which leads them to a certain extent, too much to ignore the personalized requirements of customers."

Regarding this point, Yang Huan agreed with it with both hands.

Think about it, if a symbol of luxury yachts like Sunseeker goes out to sea, but finds that his yacht is exactly the same as others, what kind of mood would it be?It's like eating flies!
The manufacturer's professional and brand demands are actually in conflict with the customer's individual requirements, but it is not that there is no better and more effective way to solve it, it just depends on whether you are willing or not.

"In the end, I think that an important reason why Sunseeker's profits are not high is that their costs are too high."

"What do you mean?" Yang Huan didn't understand this.

"The wage cost of workers is one thing, but the more important point is that Sunseeker Yachts uses the best materials to build yachts, but when they negotiate with interior suppliers like Hermès, they negotiate the price for one yacht, and they have no bargaining power at all."

"Why?" Yang Huan frowned, so there was a problem.

"Lack of confidence, their orders are not large enough, and they don't have enough funds, so they can only adopt this small workshop model, and place an order for materials when they receive an order for a yacht."

When Yang Huan heard this, he immediately understood.

According to the practice of the Yang Group in China, if yacht clubs and marinas are to be built successively in the next few years, each club needs to be equipped with at least ten luxury yachts for customers to experience or hold small social events.

The price of this level of business luxury yachts is around 1000 million pounds, and ten ships equals [-] million pounds.

The use and maintenance cost of each yacht is 1000% per year, which is [-] million pounds.

That is to say, after actually buying the Sunseeker Yacht, Yang Huan only needs to get an order from the Yang Group, and then use this order to negotiate with various links, and will undoubtedly get a greater price discount.

Not to mention, there is no shortage of orders for Sunseeker Yacht itself, only funds.

Just like Apple and Samsung, why does every supplier in the entire mobile phone manufacturing channel have to listen to them and be controlled by them?It is because they have enough orders and enough bargaining power.

If you don't have so many orders, you go to talk to them, and the devil will take care of you.

So, after all, this world is quite realistic.

After Yang Huan figured it out, he suddenly felt that this business was worthwhile.

At the very least, if my son is selling yachts, why would I dare not ask my son to buy them?
It's against him!
"Kash, how much do you think Sunseeker is worth now?" Yang Huan asked.

Kesh Harris thought for a while, "It's hard to say. From the perspective of brand value, it is unique in the world, and it is the top luxury yacht manufacturer. This can even be said to be a priceless treasure. But if you look at the capital market, as long as it is controlled within [-] million pounds, it is very cost-effective."

Yang Huan hummed, feeling confident.

The two of them were whispering in front, and behind them, Bryce White and McEntire were also discussing in whispers.

The two old men were whispering over there, and it sounded like there was quite a verbal conflict.

Yang Huan was not interested in the discussion between the two of them at all. Anyway, whether he bought it or not, it made no difference to him.

Besides, if you don’t buy a Sunseeker yacht, you can’t buy anything else?

Now the luxury goods industry in Europe is bleak. Are you afraid you can't buy good things if you have money?
Looking around in the yacht factory, I feel a little boring.

"Kash, the sun is too dazzling, let's go back." Yang Huan walked around, feeling a little bored.

The sun is dazzling?

Both Bryce White and McEntire wanted to cry.

It's cloudy, young master, where's the glare of the sun?
Or are we not sharing the same sky?
"Okay." Kesh Harris didn't hesitate, and made a phone call directly and asked the driver to bring the Rolls-Royce over.

Seeing the Rolls-Royce turning around in the distance, Bryce White knew that he couldn't continue grinding.

"Mr. Yang Huan, I can take you to the design workshop, where your yacht mold is being made."

"What's so interesting about the mold?" Yang Huan shook his head with a smile, "Forget it, I have something to do in Southampton, so I'm leaving first."

"No, Mr. Yang Huan!" Blaise White was a little anxious, "The matter of the acquisition..."

"Acquisition?" Yang Huan was taken aback, "I came to see the yacht today, not to discuss the acquisition."

"Besides, I can't afford it when you ask such a high price, can I?" After finishing speaking, he still chuckled.

Now he figured it out, the founder of Sunseeker Yachts is eager to sell.

Since you are in a hurry, things will be much easier.

You have to sell it, but I don't have to buy it.

"[-] million pounds, if Mr. Yang Huan is interested, I will sell it for [-] million pounds, and I will be responsible for persuading other shareholders."

It can be seen that Bryce White is still very prestigious in this company.

"Two hundred million, let me think about it again."

After speaking, Yang Huan left his mobile phone number for Bryce White so that he could call him at any time.

But regardless of their persuasion, he got into a Rolls-Royce with Kesh Harris and left Sunseeker Yachting Company.

"He really wanted to buy it," McIntyre said with certainty.

He is always a little old, but he still has a very accurate vision when he asks himself.

As for Yang Huan, he was really surprised, because he could tell that Yang Huan's intention was temporary, but the price was not right.

However, he was able to make an acquisition of [-] to [-] million pounds on a temporary basis, which shows how rich this big money lord from China is.

I'm afraid it's not much better than those large consortiums digging for oil in the Middle East.

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From Poole back to Southampton, Yang Huan never mentioned anything about the Sunseeker yacht.

It was as if he hadn't thought about the whole thing from beginning to end, which also made Kesh Harris a little unpredictable about the thoughts of this 20-year-old Chinese young master.

Yang Huan didn't say anything until the car arrived at the WeChat company headquarters at Southampton Tourist Wharf, before getting off the car.

"Kash, I want the most detailed information on the major luxury brands in Europe that have been in financial trouble recently, including Sunseeker Yachts and Aston Martin. Please help me prepare."

Yang Huan has always been a man who either doesn't make a move, or makes a big scene when he does.

Kesh Harris was pleasantly surprised when he heard that. He thought it would be great if he could fix a Sunseeker family, but he didn't expect Yang Huan to be so ambitious. He immediately promised, "Don't worry, Master Huan, I will help you fix it as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, the little fat British man went back to London in a hurry.

In the small circle of the City of London, what information could he not get?

Yang Huan looked at Rolls-Royce who could not wait to fly away, smiled, and led Long Wu into the headquarters of WeChat company.

"Boss, boss, you are finally back!"

As soon as he entered the door, there was a man's extremely surprised voice behind him.

That feeling is like an old man who has been hungry for many years seeing his first love who has been reunited after a long absence.

Yang Huan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't need to look back to know that it was that damned Du Ziteng.

Since the last time they met at the University of Southampton, he has been pestering Yang Huan, desperate to recognize Yang Huan as the boss.

"I said, my stomach hurts, don't call me boss anymore, or I'll beat you up!" Yang Huan had nothing to do with this fat man.

He suspected that among so many fat people he knew, this was the most difficult thing to deal with.

"You won't, boss, you said, we Chinese don't beat Chinese people." Du Ziteng smiled flatteringly.

"Wow, it depends on the situation!" Yang Huan stopped and looked at the fat man carefully, "You think, if a big man like me with a head and a face, hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute, goes out, the servants around him must at least be that kind of sexy and talented."

"In the past, Zhang Ning was so beautiful and capable. There was also the fifth child, a piece of harmless fresh meat for humans and animals, and a master of martial arts. But what about you? What do you have?"

"I can sing!" Du Ziteng replied solemnly.

Yang Huan had forgotten that this guy was the kind of guy who went to a singing talent show but was rejected without hesitation because of his looks.

"Okay, then you can sing a few lines and listen." Yang Huan said casually.

"Chinese or English?" Du Ziteng asked seriously.

"casual."

"Then I'll sing about my idol Michael Jackson. Listen carefully. Everyone says my voice is very similar to his."

"Yes." Yang Huan nodded.

But seeing him taking a deep breath and his bulging stomach, Yang Huan collapsed.

Du Ziteng prepared for a long time, and just found the feeling, when he was about to speak out, Yang Huan called a timeout.

"Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."

After speaking, he continued to move forward.

Du Ziteng was discouraged, but immediately chased after him, "No, boss, I'm really good at singing. Although my appearance prevents me from being an idol, my musical talent allows me to take the route of being a powerful singer."

"Please, these days the talent group is not popular, being an idol group's little fresh meat is the kingly way, just look at the British roll fortune, and the male protagonists of the Chinese summer Thor drama, you know the trend."

"I believe that those who are capable will shine sooner or later." Du Ziteng is very persistent.

"Please, boss, give me one more chance, please!"

Yang Huan really can't help it, this guy is too clingy.

"Go to Zhu Liangcheng, just say I said it, and let you try."

"I tried." Du Ziteng said with some regret.

"Ah, what did he say?" Yang Huan was suddenly curious.

Seeing how confident this fat man is in his singing voice, he was really puzzled.

Could it be that he is really the type who looks ugly but has a beautiful singing voice?
It doesn't look like it at all!
　Thanks to the book friend [Feixu's Track] for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)