Football Giants

"Who?" Nikolai Cortes asked Zhao Yuanfang strangely.

"Yes, Lao Zhao, who did you think of?" Sun Yue was also curious.

Zhao Yuanfang chuckled. He wanted to slow down the rhythm by pretending to be B, and enjoy the admiration of his colleagues, but he was wilted when he felt the eyes of this group of people killing pigs.

Who makes him the most junior, so the anger is hard to commit?

"Kevin? Kelly!"

Zhang Ning nodded, "Founding editor of Wired Magazine, a famous Internet guru."

She also knew something about Kevin Kelly, but not very deeply.

"What does this thought of Master Huan have to do with Kevin Kelly?" Sun Yue was surprised.

Is there really a business logic for the things that Master Huan came up with casually patted his head?

Zhao Yuanfang smiled bitterly, "I don't know either!"

"Then you say a fart!" Sun Yue almost didn't punch him.

It made my brothers look a little expectant, dare you to fool us, right?

"But I know that Kevin Kelly once said so in his book. He said that a thousand die-hard fans can feed an artist." Zhao Yuanfang felt it was a coincidence.

Yang Huan offered to accept a thousand members, and Kevin Kelly also said that he was a thousand die-hard fans.

Doesn't it matter here?

"Then what?" Sun Yue continued to ask patiently.

"Actually, what Kevin Kelly said is that the **** fans mean that no matter what works you create, they are willing to pay for it, and even drive two hundred kilometers to join in."

"Continue!" Zhang Ning was also interested now.

"According to his statement, there are too many die-hard fans, which is not good, because they cannot form a benign interaction and cannot effectively cooperate with each other and match resources. So a thousand is the best. Of course, it will be developed in the future. With rules, you can More."

Nikolai Cortez didn't understand. "What does this mean?"

"It means that Master Huan wants to gather a thousand **** fans in Southampton, and they are the kind of fans with money, ability and resources, and then what will they do with this group of fans, who knows?"

Kesh Harris still didn't figure it out, "Why do people join your club? One hundred thousand pounds? Really rich people open their own bank? Even if they print money, they have to wait for it to dry, right?"

Zhao Yuanfang was happy when he heard it, "This is the interesting place. At first glance, there is nothing, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"If we go deeper, we can find that these thousand fans are permanent members as long as they pay their membership fees every year. No matter how many members there are in Southampton in the future, they will be the core members with the oldest qualifications, St. Mary's Stadium. There will always be their exclusive position on the chairman's stand!"

What Zhao Yuanfang said, everyone really found it interesting.

"Kesh said that members paid a membership fee of 100,000 pounds, a lot, for us, but for those rich second generations, it may be just their pocket money for a month or even a week."

"This 100,000 pounds is designed to be very knowledgeable. If it is too much, the rich second generation is unwilling and can't afford to pay. Only in this way can they pay attention to it."

Everyone heard Zhao Yuanfang's analysis, hey, it really makes sense.

"Think about it again, Southampton is now very appealing among the young people. What does it rely on?"

"Word of mouth! Interaction and attention on social networks! The club’s crazy offensive football! Coupled with the strength of our low-level league team to beat the Premier League team, this in itself makes us very much in the young group. Great attraction."

"Young Master Huan wants to use this word of mouth, culture and compulsion to bring together a group of rich second generations with similar interests, cognitions and values ​​to interact, communicate, collaborate and infect, and then form an effect! "

"Look at Real Madrid. The business seats of the Bernabéu Stadium are the gathering place of Spanish political and business celebrities. The boxes of the Emirates Stadium in Arsenal are the paradise of the rich in London!"

"But they never thought that they would knead this group of people together!"

Having said that, Zhao Yuanfang felt that he could draw a conclusion.

"I think Young Master Huan is going to do something that no one has ever done in the history of football!"

Zhao Yuanfang didn't think so much at first, but the more he said it, the more it made sense.

According to previous thoughts, Young Master Huan must have profound meaning in every step.

So now, careful consideration is really not easy.

I have to say that what he said was really quite bluffing.

At least a few of those present were bluffed by him.

"But, there is a problem!" Kesh Harris felt reasonable, very, very reasonable.

"what is the problem?"

"Can Southampton attract these thousand rich second generations to join?"

What a high-end atmosphere and a high-end grade, how can it be said, but the crux of the question is, do people buy it?

Kesh Harris asked such a question, and no one in the room could answer it.

Southampton is really hot now!

I believe that after the upset of this FA Cup final tonight, the media all over the world tomorrow will become even more popular than it is now.

But the question is, can a thousand die-hard fans make up this number?

"Try it!" Zhao Yuanfang had no idea.

Sun Yue also shrugged helplessly, "Master Huan often said, no matter how much you think about it, it's better to go out and do it and try it!"

Nikolai Cortez also sighed, "Then try it!"

Kesh Harris saw that the three right-hand men beside Yang Huan said they wanted to try, so what else could he say.

"I can only try!"

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No one knew that behind this seemingly lively and successful celebration banquet, there was still a plot to steal money.

Yang Huan didn't know that his subordinates had studied and figured so much secretly.

He is the absolute protagonist at the celebration banquet, and he enjoyed drinking and toasting with the guests who came to celebrate.

Happily, he simply asked Wangjiang Pavilion's people to invite the group of reporters outside to drink and eat.

It's not good for us to eat and drink inside, but expose them to drink northwest wind, right?

Yang Huan's move was immediately supported by this group of hard-pressed journalists.

This year, who else wants to be so good to their paparazzi?

Such a good person feels ashamed if he doesn't praise him in the newspaper!

The atmosphere of the whole celebration banquet was very warm.

Especially the Southampton player who has endured hard for a season. This time he can finally let go of his arms, drink heavily, and eat meat. That feeling is only one word, cool!

When the trouble came, they even washed the FA Cup championship trophy, poured beer directly, and drank it.

At the end of the drink, the guys in this group were silly, drunk and unconscious.

Seeing them like this, it doesn't look like they can go back to Southampton.

With a big wave of his hand, Yang Huan immediately sent people to the nearest Kensington Hilton five-star hotel to book a room. All guests had one room per person, and then people sent all the guys who were obviously drunk and not adult-like. There.

He himself also wants a presidential suite.

"I'm waiting for you upstairs!"

As soon as he entered the hotel, Yang Huan approached Zhang Ning's ear and whispered.

Seeing Yang Huan's handsome back who turned and left, Zhang Ning's ears were instantly red.

How does this guy remember?

And also said in front of Huang Ying and Lin Yoona, I don't know if they heard it.

"Sister Zhang Ning, what did Master Huan tell you?" Lin Yuner asked curiously.

Obviously, Huang Ying is also very curious.

Looking at their expressions, Zhang Ning should have not heard them.

"It's nothing, let me do something later."

When it comes to doing something, her tone is full of guilty conscience.

She didn't know her heart, and she didn't know what would happen tonight.

Although he has said it, what if he wants to force it?

At least Zhang Ning knew that if Yang Huan wanted it, she couldn't do it, and she couldn't give birth to rejection.

But she was reluctant, because she didn't want to become a burden in Yang Huan's heart.

She understands Yang Huan's character, and also understands Yang Huan's intentions for her. Once he has a relationship, he will definitely not obey the opinions of his family.

But she must think about Yang Huan.

With his identity and background, he should find a girl who is the right one to marry.

If you marry her, Yang Huan will only be ridiculed by others for a lifetime.

She didn't want this.

Love him, I hope to give him the best, so that he will always be happy!

This made Zhang Ning hesitate outside Yang Huan's door for a long time. She did not dare to open the door because she was afraid!

When she hesitated, the hotel waiter came over curiously.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Zhang Ning was shocked with a guilty conscience, and immediately pointed to Yang Huan's room, "I'm looking for him!"

So, quickly opened the door and went in.

Entered the door in a hurry, locked with his backhand, Zhang Ning was still panting.

Gently patting her bulging chest, she panicked and messed up.

Without any strength, he can only lean against the door with his back.

The presidential suite is said to be small but not too big.

As soon as I entered the door, the living room and bedroom were clearly visible, and there was a vague sound of bathing.

Take a bath?

Zhang Ning couldn't help but remember a sentence Yang Huan once said jokingly.

Washed up and waited for me on the bed!

This made her face blush again.

The whole person is like a fire, it's hot, hot, and even feel itchy on many sensitive parts of the body.

This feeling is very strange, she has never experienced it before.

"Who?" Yang Huan shouted from inside.

Zhang Ning did not dare to answer.

"Stop talking, I'm out!"

Zhang Ning suddenly panicked, "Me!"

"Oh!"

Then there was no sound again.

This gave Zhang Ning a sigh of relief.

If this guy just rushed out like this, then...

An image of Yang Huan without clothes appeared in her mind.

But this thought made her feel ashamed, wishing she could slap her ears fiercely.

Damn girl, what are you thinking about?

With a creak, the bathroom door opened.

Yang Huan walked out with a bath towel wrapped around his waist.

Perhaps it is the relationship of insisting on swimming every day, his body shape is maintained well, he has no fat, and he has six small abdominal muscles.

"The handsome guy is out of the bath, you are blinded, right?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Zhang Ning blushed again, and sipped viciously, "Who is looking at you?"

"Don't look?" Yang Huan pretended to be depressed, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, "I can't interest you with such a good body. It seems that I can only use my tricks and use nirvana Up!"

With that said, Yang Huan stretched out his hand to uncover the knot of the bath towel around his waist.

This immediately scared Zhang Ning into a scream, and Fei also hid in the bathroom.

"Eh, clean it up, don't come out if it's not clean!"

After speaking, he happily wiped his body, humming a little song while wiping.

"You are my little apple, you can't be too much to love you, the little red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life..."

Zhang Ning in the bathroom almost broke down.

This ogre still wants to sing?

But soon, Yang Huan's urging sound came from outside.

"You hurry up, I'll ()