"What are you laughing at?" Abramovich was a little annoyed.

Why do I always feel uncomfortable every time I see this guy?

I always feel that every time I meet him, nothing good happens.

Yang Huan stopped laughing and was about to speak, but a knock on the door came.

Long Wu opened the door and walked in. The one who followed was not Huang Tianshun, the general manager of Wangjiang Pavilion.

But the pretty Huang Ying.

Her little face, which looked like a flower, turned red as soon as she entered the door. She secretly glanced at Master Huan, and her face turned even redder.

"Huh."

Yang Huan was also a little strange to see Huang Ying here.

Shouldn't she learn architectural design with Norman Foster in London?

Why did you come here to be a waiter again?

Could it be that he was fired by that dead old ghost?

But I soon felt that this possibility was not high.

Norman Foster also praised Huang Ying for her talent many times, so how could he fire her?

But no matter what, everyone has come in, let’s take a look first.

When Huang Ying entered the door, he secretly glanced at Young Master Huan, and then looked at Abramovich and others.

These guys were all a little stunned.

I really can't tell that Yang Huan is lucky enough to have a lot of love.

Even the waiters in the restaurant are so beautiful, isn’t it a bit too conscientious?

"The manager asked me to ask, who will pay for lunch today?" Huang Ying asked crisply.

"I said, you are new here, isn't this nonsense? I'm here, of course I'm treating you!"

Young Master Huan immediately spoke up in dissatisfaction.

"Can I have to ask my friends to pay for a meal? Where can I put my face on Mr. Huan?"

Although Huang Ying was scolded, she blushed and said in a delicate voice.

Bruce Buck had just said he wanted to make lunch, but when he heard this, he immediately stood up.

"No, no, I just agreed that we will give this lunch!"

But Yang Huan was even more upset, "How can this work? When I come to my store, of course I treat you!"

Abramovich and others remembered it only then.

Yes, this guy opened the Wangjiang Pavilion Chinese Restaurant. There are now six stores in the UK, and the business is so good.

It is said that a month's net profit exceeds one million pounds.

"No, Mr. Yang Huan, we agreed that we must treat you."

"Absolutely not possible. If you insist on treating a meal, there is no need to continue to negotiate this transfer transaction!"

Yang Huan threw these words and the audience calmed down.

It can be seen that this young master is determined to treat him.

But he asked him to invite him, and Abramovich, who had just spoken out to treat him, felt embarrassed again.

"Just let's just let it go." Huang Ying suddenly said this.

When both sides saw that the plan was feasible.

"Mr. Yang Huan, AA system, no one owe anyone what he wants, fair!" Abramovich spoke out.

Yang Huan thought about it and nodded.

When he sat down, he raised his eyebrows secretly at Huang Ying.

"Then what do you eat?" Huang Ying asked again.

Yang Huan thought for a while, “Are there any Chinese lobsters today?”

"some."

"Give me three copies of the Dragon Prince."

"Oh." Huang Ying immediately wrote it down on the menu.

"Where are hairy crabs?"

"Some, it was shipped at the same time as the lobster."

"Come three crab roe cakes."

"good."

“Are there any abalone?”

“Some.”

"Three portions of abalone crisp."

Afterwards, Yang Huan read a lot of dishes, and the whole process was that he didn't even look at the menu.

"Okay, I've written it all down." Huang Ying repeated it again.

Yang Huan nodded and pointed to the opposite side, "Give them the menu and ask them to order food."

Huang Ying immediately carried the menu and was about to walk over.

Abramovich raised his hand and said, "No need, just follow what Mr. Yang Huan ordered just now, and give us and the bodyguards outside one, and then serve a few bottles of red wine."

The Russians obviously don't want to lose to Yang Huan, or even overwhelmed him.

"You... are you sure?" Huang Ying asked again.

Abramovich nodded with great wealth, "Go!"

"Oh." Huang Ying then took back the menu and retreated.

Before leaving, he curled his lips at Yang Huan and showed a cunning and playful smile.

Yang Huan couldn't help but wail.

No, this girl learned bad things after going to London.

Where can I still have the image of a good girl when I was a top student?

It must have been ruined by someone!

If I knew, I would...

"Mr. Yang Huan, let's continue!" Bruce Buck stood up again.

Yang Huan nodded, "Okay, but before starting, I have something to say."

"Please say." Bruce Buck didn't understand what he was going to say.

Yang Huan smiled slightly, "I went to Munich, Germany before and dug up a rookie named Tony Cross in Bayern Munich. If they refused to sell, I would try my best to increase the price. I added 10 million yuan, and finally added the commission from the agent and the fees in all aspects, which were about 60 million pounds!"

This was the first time everyone present heard this and was stunned.

Tony Cross?

No fame, right?

Last season, he was not the main player in Bayern Munich, and at most he was a rotating panacea.

Sixty million pounds?

My God, is this crazy?

You don’t have to buy Ribery for this price!

He was so willful that he actually bought a rookie at the price of a top superstar!

My God, how willful should this person be?

Abramovich knew what Yang Huan meant at this time, and it was clearly showing off.

Aren't you going to suppress me?

Now, if you have the ability, can you compete with me?

I can spend 60 million pounds to get a rookie. Do you have the courage to do this?

Come on, come on, I wish you money.

You smashed it!

At this time, even Abramovich had to remain silent in this situation.

At least, he can't be so willful.
To be continued...