Football giants

Chapter 87 Sell Aston Martin to Me

"Hi, 36!"

As soon as Yang Huan sat down, he leaned forward and pulled the ponytail of the blond woman sitting in front of him.

The blond ponytail turned around, revealing Charlene Lahiri's indignant and coquettish look.

"If you dare to call me that again, I will never end with you. Believe it or not, I will write you dead in the newspaper?"

Ever since he found out about his measurements, he has been making jokes about it. Recently, he even gave himself a nickname of 36. I really thought my old lady was easy to bully, didn't I?
"The name is just a code name, why bother?" Yang Huan looked innocent.

Kesh Harris next to him knew Charlene Lahiri, so he was surprised, "Why is it called 36?"

Charlene Lahiri blushed as red as Danzhu, stared at Yang Huan with wide eyes, and secretly swore in her heart that if he dared to speak out, she would die for him, but before she died, she would hold him back.

Yang Huan really wanted to laugh, but seeing her like this, he could only bear it and thought of an excuse in his mind.

"Not all of you British people have long names, some have several names, so I don't know how to call them, so I just call them by the length of time I've known them. She is No. 30 six friends I met in the UK, so she is called 36, which is my code name."

"Oh." Kesh Harris suddenly realized, "Then how many friends did you meet in England?"

"The second one!" Yang Huan replied casually, "That's why I usually give you the code name, second child."

He almost burst out laughing.

"Second, well, it's not bad." Kesh Harris replied cheerfully.

"Then who is Lao Wan?"

"A gay brother I met on the plane."

Charlene Lahiri was angry and funny, why is this guy always so virtuous?
Could it be because his beautiful secretary is gone?
She truly believed that the worst thing she had done so far in her life was to be so confused as to tell such a pervert her measurements so that she would not be molested by him all the time.

"36, would you like to make a bet with me to see how many goals Southampton will win today?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Charlene Lahiri shook her head, but did not answer.

"It's okay, just bet on a meal."

Charlene Lahiri understood, and rolled her eyes at him angrily, "If you want to ask me to collect debts, just tell me directly, don't beat around the bush."

"Oh, you still know that you owe me a meal?"

"I'll give it back to you later!" Charlene Lahiri said viciously.

"You always say that, and you never deliver."

"I..." Charlene Lahiri was speechless.

She really can't justify it anymore, because she has indeed delayed for a long time.

It's just that she is really busy recently, not only busy with the work of the Southern Echo, but also taking care of the recording of the BBC's daily game program, and she has also participated in several other football-related programs of the BBC recently.

Speaking of it, I really want to thank Yang Huan. Without him, without Southampton, there would be no daily game special that made her famous overnight, and she would not be where she is today.

Now she can be regarded as a well-known TV host in the UK.

Thinking of this, she really felt that she should repay Yang Huan well.

Ulrich Bates was arranged by Sun Yue on the rostrum, right next to Yang Huan, seeing that Yang Huan had been chatting with Charlene Lahiri as soon as he was seated, so he could only wait on the sidelines, unable to find a chance to intervene.

After finally waiting for Yang Huan and others to stop, he laughed and coughed heavily.

The noise at the scene was too loud, if it wasn't louder, I wouldn't even be able to hear it.

"Mr. Yang Huan, hello, I am the CEO of Aston Martin, Ulrich Bates." After introducing himself, Ulrich Bates added, "We met once before, at the Harrods mall."

Yang Huan had noticed Ulrich Bates a long time ago, and Sun Yue would tell him in advance what Sun Yue did.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Bates, welcome to Southampton!" Yang Huan stretched out his hand with a smile.

Ulrich Bates also hurriedly shook hands with him, and even held Yang Huan's right hand with both hands.

"Does Mr. Bates also like football?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

The football game below has already started, and Yang Huan is watching the game below, with his body turned to Bates' side.

Southampton, as always, has been attacking non-stop from the beginning.

This is Bielsa's signature feature, very hearty attacking football.

"I like it. When I was in Germany, my favorite thing was to watch football matches. At that time, BMW also sponsored the Bundesliga team."

"Which team do you like?" Yang Huan asked casually.

"Well, not necessarily, I actually like football, but I don't have a fixed favorite team."

Yang Huan snorted, Ulrich Bates is so busy, he must not have much time to like football.

"Mr. Yang Huan, in fact, the most important thing I have come here this time is to apologize. I have already fired the customer service staff, but I still apologize to you and your staff for our staff's rude behavior."

Ulrich Bates told Yang Huan the purpose of his trip very sincerely.

Apologies, that's for sure, and the bare minimum.

Yang Huan just smiled when she heard this, "The Miss Zhang who was scolded didn't want to stay in the UK to help me with things and went back to China, which made a mess around me now. I have to do everything, big and small, by myself."

After finishing speaking, he also put on a busy and very irritable expression.

Ulrich Bates didn't expect this to happen. No wonder he hasn't seen the beautiful assistant these days. It turned out that he resigned and returned home.

Reminiscent of Yang Huan's young age and the beauty of that beautiful assistant, he couldn't help crying inwardly. It turned out that Yang Huan's lawsuit against Aston Martin was to vent his anger at pursuing beautiful women.

Ulrich Bates's association seems well-founded, but in fact it is far from it.

"In order to show our sincerity and make up for the loss of Mr. Yang Huan, we decided to provide a discount of 50 pounds on the original car model." Ulrich Bates offered the compensation amount decided by the company's board of directors.

£50 is not a lot.

"To be honest, Mr. Bates, even if you compensate me 100 million pounds now, or even if you don't want my money for those four Aston Martins at all, I still feel unhappy in my heart, because I have plenty of money."

To be honest, if you don't have money, you won't buy four Aston Martins in different colors in one go.

Ulrich Bates felt a little tricky, and didn't know how to deal with this matter.

Seeing his troubled appearance, Yang Huan didn't say much.

Just as the game progressed to the present, Southampton finally knocked on Brighton's goal.

Just less than 8 minutes later, after Neymar broke through the two-team double-team on the wing, he dribbled the ball inside and passed it low to Ibrahimovic at the front of the penalty area.

The Swedish center leaned on the opponent's defender Painter, stopped and passed. James Rodriguez quickly stepped in and shot low with his left foot, piercing the goal guarded by Ankergren.

For a while, the entire St. Mary's Stadium was fried.

Yang Huan was in the stands, and when he saw James Rodriguez scoring a goal, he quickly stood up from his seat, applauded vigorously, and cheered loudly, "James, great job, you did a great job!"

"Neymar, you are also quite good, one is better than two, very beautiful!"

Southampton games often have such flashes of stunning performances, as if Neymar's kick just now was too eye-catching, and Isco's pass to Neymar was just right, very good.

That's why people say that football is a combination of flashes of inspiration, and no one knows when the goal will come.

"Well done Southampton, keep going!"

The Saints fans in the stands of St. Mary's Stadium were also very excited, shouting the name of James Rodriguez. This player is a rotation player for Southampton this season, but he has performed well in recent times.

Clearly, he has passed the adaptation period.

For young people, it will be much easier to adapt, and Southampton has specially found a Colombian English translator to accompany James Rodriguez to help him learn English and help him adapt to life in the UK.

"This goal is indeed quite beautiful!" Ulrich Bates was also ignited by this goal.

As long as he is a fan, seeing a beautiful goal and feeling the passion of more than 3 fans on the spot, he will also be ignited.

From this point of view, Ulrich Bates is a real fan.

After the goal celebration, the referee Williamson called all Southampton players back and the game restarted.

The fans celebrating enthusiastically in the stands also sat back one after another. Only the fans of the fanatical Saints Harry Fan Club were still beating drums and singing. This fan club is a combination of the most loyal fans in Southampton.

Yang Huan returned to his position and pointed to the resumed game below, "Today, we will completely demoralize Brighton at St. Mary's Stadium, so that this powerful competitor will feel afraid when they see us from now on, and lose the confidence to compete with us for the league championship."

"In China, this is called all-in-one effort!"

It can also be said to be called the completion of all merits.

Ulrich Bates had read some reports before, but after watching the game, he really found that Southampton's overall strength is too strong, obviously not at the same level as Brighton.

The performance of this team is not to mention the League One. Even if they go to the English Championship, it may be difficult to find a matching opponent.

"Today we will let the bastards of Brighton come and go!" Yang Huan said with a laugh.

Exploded a foul language, but Ulrich Bates felt very cordial, because fans are usually like this.

Even in Germany, almost everyone watching the game has a bottle of beer in their hands, and they say a few foul language to vent their desires, which is really enjoyable.

However, although Southampton's overall strength is stronger, Brighton is not vegetarian.

When Strowman was in the past, the midfielder was organized and planned by the Dutch, but now it has been replaced by Schneiderlin, who does not have much organizational ability, and the responsibility of organizing the midfielder falls on Isco.

Poyet, as a successful midfielder in the past, naturally saw this, so many strategies were drawn up, arranging the midfielder to increase the blockage and restrictions on Isco, and suppressing Southampton's midfielder.

This directly led to Southampton having to start playing slower.

But the Saints' scene advantage is still very large and obvious.

It is not difficult to see from this that Brighton still has certain strength.

Yang Huan saw that the scene of the game began to change, and Southampton also slowed down the pace appropriately. He also began to turn his attention to his side. Seeing Ulrich Bates who was restless, he smiled knowingly.

"Mr. Bates, since you have come to Southampton in person, I might as well talk to you straight to the point."

Ulrich Bates was startled by Yang Huan's words, but he immediately nodded and said, "Please speak."

Who knew, but Yang Huan said something that almost made Ulrich Bates' jaw drop in shock.

"Sell me the Aston Martin!"

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