Chapter 109 Supporting Domestic Products

After a male and female chorus version of "Gangnam Style" was sung, the atmosphere in the entire St. Mary's Stadium became extremely warm and the emotions of all the fans were ignited.

That is, after Psy, Yoona and others left the court, the referee led the players from both teams into the court one after another.

At this moment, everyone realized that this was a football game, not Psy’s solo concert.

Charlene Lahri noticed a detail. When Psy and Yoona were leaving the field, they had an obvious interaction with the Southampton players who were walking out of the stadium, which made her feel a little strange.

"What are you doing lately?" Charlene Lahiri came over and asked.

Her intuition told her that Yang Huan must be thinking about something weird again.

Various events in the past have proved that Yang Huan’s strange ideas can often achieve unexpected results.

"Guess!" Yang Huan was in a good mood. After tonight's performance, Yoona will definitely become famous.

And this time she will become famous from Europe and the United States back to Asia and South Korea, which can be regarded as a glorious return to her hometown!

Charlene Lahiri hated his smirking expression. "How could I have guessed that?"

We normal people cannot understand the thoughts of weirdos.

But in Yang Huan's mind, this sentence should be interpreted like this.

How can mortals understand the thoughts of geniuses?

"Or, you can bring something else in exchange!" Yang Huan said, staring at her with a smile.

Being stared at like that, Charlene Lahiri felt a little uneasy. She always felt that this guy had bad intentions, a bit like a starving wolf, who would rush up at any time and tear her clothes off.

"No change!" She was firm this time.

"Well, you have ambition!" Yang Huan praised with a smile, "You said it, don't ask later, and don't regret it!"

It turned out that the information she had obtained from Yang Huan in the past was still very valuable.

If she didn't have the information from Yang Huan, would she be where she is today?

The two were silent for two minutes, and then the game began.

Southampton continued to suppress Huddersfield as usual and gave them a good beating.

The Saints' overall strength is clearly much greater than their opponents, and there is no doubt that they will be crushed.

Bielsa made some adjustments to the personnel configuration in this game. This season's top star Ibrahimovic had a minor injury and was left on the bench. He was replaced in the starting lineup by British striker Lambert.

Behind Lambert are Adam Lallana, James Rodriguez and Chamberlain, and further behind are Strootman and Vidal. The back line is David Alaba, Benatia, Varane and Carvajal, and the goalkeeper is Neuer.

This midfield and frontcourt combination, coupled with the active forward runs of the two full-backs, made Southampton's attack very fierce.

Judging from the current situation, victory is no doubt, it is just a matter of time.

"Hey, are you going to tell me or not?"

As the game began, Yang Huan's attention shifted to the field, and Charlene Lahri became a little restless.

She actually still wanted to know the inside information.

"So are you going to change it or not?"

Seeing Charlene Lahri's angry look, Yang Huan laughed.

"Okay, I'll give you a discount this time. Otherwise, I don't want any privacy from you. Anyway, you have no secrets from me at all."

Yang Huan's words almost made Charlene Lahiri vomit blood. What do you mean there are no secrets?

Isn't it just knowing some private information like measurements?

I still have many secrets that you don’t know, why are you so proud?

"Well, go home, put on the underwear I gave you, take a few selfies in front of the mirror and send them to me, and I will tell you!" Yang Huan said with a smile. He was looking forward to seeing these photos.

Charlene Lahri's hot and perfect body, if she wears those clothes, my God, she will be extremely charming.

Will there be a nose bleed?

"No!" Charlene Lahiri refused without hesitation. Who knew if this guy would use the photos to intimidate or blackmail her?

And since the photo is in his hands, I always feel uneasy. What if he uses those magical tools on the photo...

She is a girl, and girls are often good at making associations over and over again, and then thinking in the wrong way.

"Wow, you are kidding. Just a few bikini photos, you think they are rare? I go to nude beaches and I see them everywhere, big, small, round, flat, whatever you want, who cares!"

"Besides, it's just a look, it won't hurt you, is it that serious?"

Charlene Lahiri had an expression that said, "If you want to go and watch it, go ahead. I don't want it anyway."

"I promise, I will delete it after taking a look." Yang Huan raised three fingers.

But Charlene Lahiri shook her head and said, "I don't trust you!"

Yang Huan thought for a moment and said, "How about you put it on your phone and show it to me later."

Charlene Lahiri was stunned, then immediately shook her head again, "No."

How could it be possible for her to let Yang Huan see photos of herself in her underwear in front of him?

She asked herself if she was as thick-skinned as someone else.

Yang Huan felt depressed. Was he really not trusted at all?

But while he was feeling depressed, a sudden flash of inspiration came to his mind and he came up with a great idea.

"Oh, why didn't I think of that?" Yang Huan slapped his thigh hard and almost jumped up with excitement.

Huang Ying and Charlene Lahiri both looked at him strangely.

Did you forget to take your medicine before going out?

"I find that you women are troublesome. On the one hand, you like to take selfies and share them with your friends, especially your male friends. But on the other hand, you are very conflicted. You are afraid that the photos you share, especially the sexy ones, will be spread or used for other purposes."

Yang Huan's words made Huang Ying and Charlene Lahri feel a little angry.

Isn't this guy too macho?

What do you mean by women?

Isn't it the same for men?

This time, the two of them stood on the same front for a rare occasion.

"So I decided to ask them to develop a software application called Messages That Disappear."

"What do you mean?" Huang Ying is currently working part-time at WeChat company.

"Make a movie?" Charlene Lahiri knew that there was such a movie in Hollywood.

"What ephemeral means is that when you send a photo to a friend, you can set the lifespan of the photo, which can be one second, ten seconds, or even longer. When the time is up, the photo will be automatically deleted without leaving any trace."

When Huang Ying and Charlene Lahiri heard this, they were impressed at first, thinking this idea was really great.

But soon, both girls blushed and looked at Yang Huan as if he were a pervert.

Everyone can see that this pervert came up with this idea for only one purpose, which is to trick girls into sending him sexy photos. In order to achieve this shameful goal, he even used company resources to develop a mobile application?

I've seen hooligans, but I've never seen such a wasteful and squandering hooligans!

"This is a good idea. I'll ask them to develop it as soon as possible." Yang Huan's mind is now full of this software.

If he remembered correctly, this kind of software that disappears after reading seemed to be very popular later. Even Facebook regarded it as its number one competitor, and it directly affected the interests of many Internet giants.

With the current R&D capabilities of WeChat, there shouldn't be much problem in developing such an application.

Just when Yang Huan was thinking seriously about what this self-destructing app was like, a burst of cheers suddenly broke out in the stadium.

It turned out that the Colombian star James Rodriguez was in an attack. He cut in from the middle and received a pass from Adam Lallana on the left. At the front of the penalty area, he dribbled past a defender and shot with his left foot. The ball went straight into the upper right corner.

"WORLD WAVE!!!!!!!!"

The entire St. Mary's Stadium was filled with the crazy shouts of the live announcer.

All the Saints fans were cheering James Rodriguez's name excitedly.

At this moment, the Colombian became the darling of St. Mary's Stadium!

Yang Huan also rushed out of his seat, clenched his fists, and kept cheering, "Well done, James, it's beautiful!"

The big screen in the stadium was constantly replaying the entire process of the goal, and the goal was indeed quite beautiful.

It is also very timely.

Goal in the 28th minute of the first half!

Southampton attacked fiercely for nearly half an hour. The team was unable to make any breakthroughs, morale was a little low, and the players were under increasing psychological pressure. At this time, scoring a goal not only greatly boosted the team's morale, but also dealt a heavy blow to Huddersfield's fighting spirit.

"This Colombian is doing great in Southampton!" Charlene Lahri was also surprised by James Rodriguez's performance in recent times. The Colombian has demonstrated outstanding strength.

"How much do you think he is worth now?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Charlene Lahiri thought for a moment and said, "At least 15 million pounds!"

Yang Huan laughed loudly, "I won't sell it even if you give me 20 million pounds!"

He knew very well that James Rodriguez was shining brightly in the Brazil World Cup.

If he wants to sell a player like this now, he must be stupid!

"Just wait and see. When we return to the Premier League, our group of players will definitely bring down those old idiots like Manchester United, Arsenal, Chelsea, Manchester City and Liverpool!"

In Yang Huan's opinion, for such a Southampton team to play in English League One is a piece of cake.

Currently in the English Football League One, Southampton is leading by more than ten points and promotion is a foregone conclusion. What Yang Huan wants is to win the championship.

Bielsa also began to gradually shift his focus to cup competitions, especially the FA Cup.

That is currently the only stage where Southampton can face strong Premier League teams!

Yang Huan was right as expected. With James Rodriguez's goal, Southampton soon broke through Huddersfield's goal again before the end of the first half.

The goal this time was scored by the young player Chamberlain who has performed amazingly this season.

In the end, Southampton ended the first half with a score of 2:0.

Under normal circumstances, this score would basically be a death sentence for Huddersfield.

There was basically no suspense about Southampton winning this battle.

After the referee blew the whistle to end the first half of the game, the two teams returned to the locker room one after another, and the melody and singing of "Gangnam Style" were heard from the speakers on the scene again.

Even though Psy and Du Ziteng didn't appear this time, it still attracted many fans in the stands to dance excitedly.

Yang Huan watched this scene happily. He was in a good mood.

At this time, Southampton's executive chairman Nicola Cortes walked out of the stand elevator and went straight to Yang Huan.

"Master Huan."

Nicola Cortes leaned over and said, "There's a guy outside who claims to be Greg, the manager of Budweiser's UK branch. He wants to meet with you to discuss sponsorship and endorsement matters."

"Budweiser?" Yang Huan knew this beer company and it was quite large.

"Also, a man claiming to be Don Blaustein, the sales manager of Heineken, also said he wanted to discuss sponsorship and endorsements."

Yang Huan laughed after hearing this, "No way? Budweiser and Heineken, coming together?"

"Will Carlsberg, Blue Girl, and the like be here soon?"

Yang Huan laughed and pointed at Nicola Cortes, "Tell me first, is there any from Qingdao, China? If there is, the others should wait and let the people from Qingdao come first to support domestic products!"

Nicola Cortes smiled bitterly, "Master Huan, there is no Qingdao."

"Oh!" Yang Huan didn't care and laughed, "Then why not, let's meet together!"

The half-time break is only fifteen minutes, so we have to make good use of the time.