"The third thing is that Southampton has always been a benchmark for English youth training. We saints have always attached great importance to youth training. We know better than anyone else that no matter how hard we are, no matter how hard we are, no matter how poor we are, we cannot be poor in youth training."

Yang Huan is just nonsense on the spot. Anyway, no matter how good it sounds, it can be done as high-end, elegant and high-end, and even plagiarizes the famous quotes of great men on the spot.

"In view of the slow progress of the English youth training promotion program hosted by the FA, Southampton also feels the same. So this time we decided to donate £2 million to strongly support the FA's youth training program. We hope to call on more professional teams to devote themselves to this charity cause in this way."

If the decision to let Alan Padu just now surprised the reporters on the scene, then now, donating two million pounds to the FA for no reason will shock everyone.

Who doesn’t know that donating the youth training program is a high-end statement, but it is actually donated to the poor organization, the FA.

Could it be that Southampton wants to bribe the FA?

But the question is, two million pounds?

A team with the first league can introduce three or four champions with this money!

"Mr. Yang Huan, why do you consider donating 2 million pounds to the FA? Is there any interest in this?" A reporter asked loudly.

Yang Huan shook her head, "Please, don't completely conspire into a beautiful thing? This world is not as dark as you imagined. I believe everyone is like me. I know very well the problem of English football. We need to change it. Southampton is part of English football."

"So, in my opinion, changing English football is changing Southampton."

This very passionate statement received applause from some reporters present, but some people disagreed, thinking that things must not be that simple, and that there must be some conspiracy.

But Yang Huan won’t care too much about these people. He will think whatever he likes, who cares?

"Mr. Yang Huan, is it true that Bielsa's annual salary in coaching Southampton is greater than that of Real Madrid's head coach Mourinho?" another reporter asked.

Yang Huan immediately shook her head, "I have to clarify. I admire Bielsa very much. I think his football style represents a future trend. I went to Argentina to have a detailed discussion with him. We talked for a long time, but there was only one sentence about salary. He didn't care at all. What he wanted was the space and platform to display his talents."

"The reason we were able to invite Bielsa is because we were able to create such space for him and give him enough resources. I think that's why Bielsa chose Southampton."

Some reporters at the scene were convinced by Yang Huan's words. At least Bielsa's strange temper was famous.

Not many people believe that he coached Southampton for money.

"Mr. Yang Huan, as you say, Southampton is really as the outside world said, will recruit and transform the team?"

"Yes, that's right." Yang Huan nodded affirmatively.

"Can you disclose your specific goals?"

Yang Huan shook his head and laughed, "I don't have any specific goals for the time being, but I can say that as long as I am a top star and as long as our head coach needs it, I will do my best to bring him to St. Mary's Stadium."

"My purpose and idea of ​​acquiring Southampton is very simple. I hope to build the Saints into the most successful business, the most gorgeous and pleasing to the eye, and the most outstanding in the shortest time."

"Maybe, we are still in the League One, but you can see, we will return to the Premier League in the shortest time and enter the European arena. This is my commitment to all Saints fans!"

Yang Huan's words immediately won him a burst of warm applause.

He once promised this at the first press conference when he just took over the team, but everyone didn't believe it at that time, and they thought he was bragging. But amid this kind of doubt, he brought Bielsa, a real world-famous coach.

Perhaps, in terms of results, Bielsa is not as good as a real top coach, but no one can deny that Bielsa is a world-class head coach, especially after he led Chile to conquer everyone in the South African World Cup.

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Yang Huan walked into the team's administrative office after a brief press conference outside St. Mary's Stadium.

"Master Huan, you said it so well just now!"

Sun Yue flatters the flattery as soon as they meet. Who makes Yang Huan like to be praised the most?

"I can guarantee that they will hype the superstars we are going to introduce next, and this topic is endless."

Sun Yue's mind has begun to outline how the team's marketing and public relations department will cooperate with this round of media hype, especially how to convert this hype into the team's commercial benefits.

"Master Huan, there was a local software company in Southampton just now and wanted to sponsor our new season's chest jersey advertisement."

"Is that true?" Yang Huan smiled. Is there a business coming?

But as soon as he heard Sun Yue say the offer, he almost cursed.

"800,000 pounds? What about sending the beggar? Let him get out!"

Yang Huan cursed Sun Yue angrily, "Damn Xipi, you have to be a little ambitious in the future. You only have 800,000 pounds, so you came to ask for instructions. Eight million is almost the same. I have never seen money in my life? Next time I come to do this, don't listen, and just hung up the phone!"

Sun Yue smiled bitterly, "Master Huan, we are in the League One."

"What's wrong with the League One? Can't join the FA Cup in the League One? Can't join the League One Cup? Or aren't there eleven teams in the League One? Isn't there a live broadcast of the Premier League TV station? When we introduce a few stars, maybe those TV stations are still happy to broadcast our game."

"Go and tell them that the jersey advertisements are not sold, let them get out!"

"Oh." Sun Yue knew the young master's temper and turned around and wanted to do business.

"Wait, come back."

Sun Yue thought Yang Huan regretted it, so he immediately turned around and turned around.

"You are a little tougher tone. Remember, now it's someone else who is here to beg us, not to beg others. Don't make yourself like a grandson who runs business and pyramid schemes. Do we see that one million or eight million?"

"I understand!" Sun Yue heard this, his chest thrust and his head raising, and he felt that he had become tall, rich and handsome.

"Go!" Yang Huan laughed and scolded.

As soon as Sun Yue left, Yang Huan called again.

It turned out to be Charlene Rahry.

"Hello, Miss Rahry, when did you promise to treat me to dinner?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Charlene Lahry on the other side of the phone was full of black lines, "I'm outside the gate of your stadium."

Yang Huan hung up the phone, greeted Long Wuyi, and asked him to go out and bring the person in, and he walked to the office.

This office originally belonged to Marcus Liebherr. Since he got sick, the office has been empty. After Yang Huan acquired the team, it naturally belonged to Yang Huan.

Yang Huan doesn't like this office, and he doesn't even like St. Mary's Stadium at all.

Too small, too loser, and doesn't feel like he is tall, rich and handsome.

If you have the chance sooner or later, you must build a top super stadium in the world!

As soon as my butt sat down, the knock on the door rang.

Long Wu opened the door, and after Charlene Lahry came in, he turned around and closed the door and went out.

Hearing a clang behind him, Charlene turned around and found that the door was closed, and her heart trembled.

What does he want to do?

"Sit!" Yang Huan didn't think there was anything wrong with the lonely man and the widow. He was with Zhang Ning every night, but nothing happened.

Charlene Lahry has been in the limelight in the past two days and is about to hug Yang Huan's thick thigh tightly. How dare you offend this new Southampton boss who is currently in the limelight?

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Yang Huan smiled and looked at the British beauty in front of her.

Every time she sees her beautiful face and then her cold eyes, Yang Huan will have a feeling of it. If she can conquer her and make her eyes cast a gentleness around her fingers, it must be the most fulfilling thing for men.

"I want to conduct an exclusive interview with you." Charlene Lahry said a little timidly.

She even thought to herself that there is a price for asking questions, so what is the price for the interview?

But Yang Huan shook his head, "Sorry, I'm not interested in accepting an exclusive interview, at least not yet."

"Why?"

Yang Huan shrugged, "Suddenly, I'm in a bad mood."

Is this a reason to refuse an exclusive interview?

Charlene Lahry felt like he was collapsed. Why did this guy never play according to common sense?

Exclusive interview, who doesn’t want to go to the newspaper?

"Okay, what do you think you should do so that you will feel better?" She felt helpless. The editor-in-chief was very tight, and the newspaper really needed to continue to add a lot of fire. She was under a lot of pressure now.

"It's very difficult, it's really difficult." Yang Huan shook his head with a distressed look, "You know, I am very optimistic in nature and rarely have unhappy times, so once I'm in a bad mood, it usually lasts for a while, which makes me very painful."

Charlene Lahry smiled bitterly in his heart. Does this have anything to do with me?

If it wasn't for an exclusive interview, would I care whether you are in a good mood or not?

"There will always be a solution, isn't it?" she said with a wry smile. As long as it is not too much, she will consider it.

"It makes sense for you to say this, but it's still difficult. You have to think clearly." Yang Huan reminded her kindly.

Charlene Lahry knew it wouldn't be that easy to pry Yang Huan's mouth open, so he sighed and said, "Tell me."

"You know, there are some parents who are very authoritarian. They want to arrange everything for their children, just like my parents. They not only want to arrange my life, but also my marriage."

Yang Huan spoke sincerely, while Charlene Lahry was puzzled.

Is this true?

Even if it is true, what does it have to do with me?

"I am only twenty years old, but they have found a future wife for me, a very fat and ugly woman who can't stand it, but this woman is super rich, so they forced me to marry her because it will be helpful to the family business."

Speaking of this, Yang Huanyu sighed earnestly, "What makes me sad the most is that I have lived for twenty years but have never even had a relationship. As long as I think of this and want to marry that woman, I feel very sad and super sad."

Charlene Lahry didn't know whether what he said was true or false.

She couldn't understand this man at all.

"Then what?"

Yang Huan raised her head and looked at her sincerely, "I was thinking that if there was a beautiful and beautiful woman who promised to be my girlfriend, date me, and have a relationship with me, then I would definitely be in a good mood."
Chapter completed!