At noon, a Boeing Qiqiqi slowly landed at the capital airport in the capital city.

Not long after, Young Master Huan, who had just had a full sleep on the plane and felt refreshed, walked out of the gate accompanied by Long Wu and was not harassed at all along the way.

This is not because Young Master Huan is not well-known, but because he pretends to be good enough.

But as soon as I walked out, I was immediately noticed by someone who was interested.

"Young Master Huan, here!" A big fat man standing in the crowd of picking up the plane shouted loudly.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Master Huan?

Which Young Master Huan? Could it be that the one who just recently announced that he wants to acquire Jingcheng Guoen, who is well-known in European football?

Suddenly, there were countless people on the scene who were circling around and wanted to find Yang Huan in the crowded hall. Yang Huan and Long Wu were obviously the most suspicious.

So, staring at everyone's eyes, Yang Huan and Long Wu accelerated their pace and glared at the fat man Liu Mingwei who came to pick him up. The latter knew that he had been confused and did not dare to defend himself. He quickly trotted in front and led the way.

When they walked away, they were already in a bad mood.

"Oh my God, it's really Mr. Huan!"

"It's him, is it another country?"

"Is it because of the matter of the capital city and the country?"

"If it's really Young Master Huan, that would be great. The capital city has hope!"

"Isn't it? Now the fans in the entire capital are looking forward to it."

"Not to mention Beijing, fans across the country are watching? Who doesn't know that Young Master Huan has always been a big deal?"

Amid the crowd's discussion, Yang Huan and Long Wu, led by Liu Mingwei, got into the car of the Ragonda Conqueror parked outside the gate.

Not to mention, this car is also eye-catching.

Because, during the visit to the UK, the UK used this car to pick up and drop off Dada. So, after that, the sales of Lagonda and Aston Martin in China suddenly soared, and it was hard to find a car. I don’t know how many people changed cars because of this reason.

"I said Fatty Liu, will you die if you have a smaller voice?"

As soon as Yang Huan got into the car, the driver started, and he also started to settle accounts after the autumn.

The fat man Liu Mingwei sat opposite Master Huan, laughing and apologized, "Sorry, Master Huan, am I nervous? Moreover, I am used to calling him, so I blurted out when I am nervous, haha."

Yang Huan had no choice but to use this reason to beat this fat man up, right?

Originally, he planned to ask Zhuang Ziqing to pick him up, but Fatty Liu suddenly called to ask when he was in the country and said that there was something big to discuss, so Young Master Huan simply asked him to pick him up.

Who would have thought that this fat man would yell so loudly? Needless to say, it must have spread online.

Young Master Huan took out his cell phone, opened WeChat, and saw that it was indeed spread, and some people even took photos of him.

"Nimei, why do you look so much like a fugitive?" Yang Huan saw someone photographing him and Long Wu and others' backs, and he was a bit like a fugitive in the movie, running away in panic.

Liu Mingwei took it over and saw it, and was immediately happy, "Hey, after being exposed to Young Master Huan, let's show our face."

"Hey, I said, Fatty Liu, you didn't do it on purpose, right? You're crazy about becoming famous?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Liu Mingwei's smile froze, "Heaven and Earth are so conscience, Master Huan, if I really did it on purpose, you will let me hit you and die now!"

"Hey, are you cursing me?" Yang Huan was happy at first, but when he thought, isn't it right, he is in the car too?

If there is a car that hits and kills Liu Mingwei, wouldn’t he be in trouble?

Liu Mingwei was in trouble. He always felt that nothing he said was right. He was there to cry without tears and to argue without words.

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding you." Yang Huan smiled and waved his hand, "You treat you at noon."

"No problem!" Liu Mingwei was immediately happy, "Wangjiang Pavilion!"

The Wangjiang Pavilion mentioned by Liu Mingwei is the first branch of Wangjiang Pavilion under Yang Huan in China. It was opened a month ago, but it was so popular.

Why?

Because I went to try it when I visited Glory Plaza, and it is the most famous Chinese restaurant abroad. How can it not be popular?

However, this Chinese restaurant is built completely according to the standards of a three-star Michelin restaurant. It is located in the most prosperous area in Beijing and is equipped with a top luxury department store of the Yang Group, so the fees are naturally quite expensive.

The car quickly entered the city area, and the driver came to the gate of Wangjiang Pavilion with familiarity.

Yang Huan, Liu Mingwei and Long Wu got off the car respectively, entered Wangjiang Pavilion, and headed straight to the VIP private room upstairs.

As early as yesterday, Liu Mingwei had already booked a private room.

"Oh, Master Huan, you're finally here!"

Before Young Master Huan could sit down, the boss of the China branch showed up at the door with the branch management and the branch manager.

When the branch opened, the head office dispatched General Manager Huang to come in person, but the boss behind the scenes, Mr. Huan did not arrive.

But now, Young Master Huan is here. Although he is here to have a meal, he, the boss of a small branch, must make full preparations and also come up to greet him in person.

Yang Huan raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Mingwei, as if saying, "It must be you, the fat man, who informed me in advance."

Liu Mingwei just wore a bitter face, as if saying, "Young Master Huan, I can't help either."

Since the Wangjiang Pavilion branch was grandly opened, the wine has been used in the Kailong Family Manor just like abroad. This wine is represented by Liu Mingwei in China, so this guy also has business dealings with Wangjiang Pavilion.

"Okay, I'm just here for a meal, nothing to make a fuss about."

Yang Huan looked outside and said, "Yo, there are still quite a few people, at least twenty or thirty people."

How can I eat this meal when I am being watched by so many people?

"You guys, go to the next door to open two rooms and give me the best signature dishes. Have a good taste of the dishes made in our own restaurant. At noon, I treat you. Wait for a while and the bill comes. No one is allowed to snatch it from me. I will meet you!"

Everyone in the branch was surprised and happy. This Young Master Huan was indeed as generous as the rumored one.

Although it is your own company, it also costs money.

Especially with Wangjiang Pavilion's strict requirements on ingredients and the chefs' salaries, the lunch for these two private rooms for 20 or 30 people was at least tens of thousands of yuan, and they were just spread out without saying a word. Young Master Huan really had nothing to say.

"Go all!" Yang Huan waved his hand.

The branch manager originally planned to stay and greet him in person, but Yang Huan laughed and scolded him a few times and had to turn around and leave.

By the time Yang Huan sat down, the waiters had already started serving the dishes.

Looking at Liu Mingwei sitting opposite him, the fat man looked guilty. Young Master Huan knew it and didn't say much, so he greeted him for dinner.

When a meal was over, the fat man returned to normal.

"Hey, I said fat man, you told me before that you have something big to talk to me, what's the matter?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

After drinking and eating, Fatty Liu's big belly became more obvious.

I saw the fat man touching his round belly and smiling at Young Master Huan, not to mention how rich he was.

This person is so weird.

If the person sitting opposite Yang Huan now was not Fatty Liu, but a person who didn't know each other, Young Master Huan would definitely not be able to kick it out, but if Fatty Liu did this, Young Master Huan just found it funny. If there were more, he would curse in his heart. He really didn't care about his image.

"Master Huan, I heard that you will be responsible for this capital city and the country in the future?" Liu Mingwei asked with concern.

Yang Huan nodded, "Yes, that's right, I'm responsible."

According to the agreement with China News Group, they agreed to sell Beijing Guoen for 3 billion yuan, but required that the team's name cannot be changed within the next five years. Five years later, China News Group has the right to give priority to naming under the same conditions.

Therefore, in the next few years, this team will still be called Jingcheng Guoen.

"That's right, Master Huan, you know that in recent years, there have been more and more wealthy fans in China. Didn't I ask you before, will Saints fans consider expanding their enrollment?"

Yang Huan nodded. At that time, he told Liu Mingwei very clearly that this was impossible.

As for the expansion of enrollment, there was indeed a plan, but after weighing the pros and cons, it was still quashed.

Sometimes, Yang Huan is just alone, and his ideas are definitely not comprehensive enough. Occasionally, the idea of ​​the idea on a whim is difficult to implement in the end, which is inevitable.

"Where I am thinking, if Young Master Huan enters the capital, I will set up an official fan club."

Yang Huan was slightly stunned, "How can Saints fans do this?"

"right!"

"Is it OK? Is anyone going to participate?" Yang Huan was really a little suspicious.

In fact, he does not know much about the situation of domestic rich fans. After all, before he traveled through time, he was just a penny. After traveling through time, he spent most of his time abroad. Where can he know the situation in China?

"Believe me, Young Master Huan, you will definitely succeed." Liu Mingwei was full of confidence.

"That's still working like the foreign Saints fans would?"

Liu Mingwei nodded, "I have talked to several other members of the Saints Fan Club. They all think it is feasible and they are interested in participating in the organization. Of course, we will still be a member of the Saints Fan Club at that time."

Just kidding, there is no need to mention the other benefits of participating in the Saints Fan Club. Just following the trend of the club and investing in a few projects, they all made a lot of money. Which fool wants to quit?

In fact, Liu Mingwei would think so because he tasted the sweetness from the Saints Fan Club.

And he also has his own little plan, that is, although the Saints Fan Club was led and planned by Young Master Huan, and the gatherings were rich second generations and rich people from all over the world, Liu Mingwei and several other rich people who joined the Chinese club could not say anything.

But if you form a similar fan club in the country, it will be up to them to speak.

Of course, it must be led by Young Master Huan!
To be continued...