Chapter 154: Wealthy



Chapter 154: Wealthy

"Come on, if you like Arsenal, why can't you work for Southampton?"

Charlene Lahiri thinks, what kind of logic is this?

They are clearly two different things, why do they have to be 'mixed' together?

"He likes Arsenal, that's his feeling. He has liked Arsenal since he was a child. But from a professional point of view, is there any conflict in him accepting the job at Southampton and using what he has learned and his strengths?"

No conflict?

Yang Huan felt that this seemed to be the case.

After all, this is not about making friends. Does doing a job not allow people to like other teams?

Moreover, the halo of being an authoritative professor at Oxford University is indeed too tempting.

"Okay, good, what about the other one?" Yang Huan remembered that she was talking about two people.

"There is another person who I have only interviewed once by phone. He is Howard Hamilton, the director of a football data research company in Atlanta, USA, and has a PhD in aerospace science from Stanford University. No one is more familiar with and understands the operation of data analysis than him."

Yang Huan's heart was pounding.

Since we started later than other big teams, we must catch up in speed and efficiency.

The best thing is to directly introduce better equipment, poach better talents, and enhance one's own strength in the shortest time.

As the saying goes, one can polish jade with stones from other mountains, there is no need to be complacent.

"Okay, help me contact these two people and invite them to Southampton. I will try my best to meet their conditions and needs. I want to build the best and most advanced data analysis team with them as the core!"

Data analysis is not as simple as just importing some game data from outside.

This includes software and hardware, as well as a large number of high-tech equipment, all of which require research and development and customization.

It will be a revolution to traditional football!

Although they started late, Yang Huan has a stronger desire to invest than anyone else now. He believes that Southampton will be able to catch up in the shortest time possible.

"How much do you plan to invest?" Charlene Lahiri asked with interest.

Yang Huan thought about it and said, "What do you think of the starting capital of 5 million pounds?"

"Five million pounds?" Charlene Lahiri was a little surprised.

This can bring in a powerful first-class Premier League star.

"Not enough?" Yang Huan thought she felt it was too little. "If it's not enough, just add more. Ten million, twenty million, no problem. The most important thing is to be able to build the best data analysis team."

As long as it is something he wants to do, he doesn't care how much he invests, especially in terms of money.

Who made him so rich?

Charlene Lahiri could only smile bitterly, "You really are very wealthy!"

If other people heard what Yang Huan said, they would think he was showing off his wealth.

But Charlene Lahri knew very well that Yang Huan had always attached great importance to investment in scientific research.

Southampton's investment in youth training is greater than before, the most obvious being training hardware.

In the new training base, the students of Southampton Youth Training Camp all have independent dormitories, and each person’s room is at least comparable to a three-star hotel.

From this point, it is not difficult to see that Yang Huan’s investment in this area is very generous.

"I take your words as a compliment!" Yang Huan said with a shameless smile.

Charlene Lahiri gave him a coquettish look. This guy had become so shameless that he was truly lawless.

That seductive look made Yang Huan on the opposite side stunned.

If this woman deliberately seduces men, is there anyone in this world who can resist this temptation?

But she was right, Yang Huan was not short of money.

In the past two or three months, the revenue of gaming companies has been rising steadily.

Although both Cut the Rope and Temple Run were launched only a few months ago in the second half of the year, they have already made it into the top ten of the Apple Store's revenue list in 2010, becoming the most profitable games. Their revenue has also been rising steadily, doubling almost every month.

With the launch of the Android version and other game peripherals in 2011, revenue increased again.

The average daily income in January was as high as 800,000 pounds, and in February, the daily income exceeded 1 million pounds.

Moreover, these revenues are the net income obtained after deducting the share of Apple and Android, as well as some other expenses.

In other words, Yang Huan can now earn one million pounds from these two games every day, which is 30 million pounds a month.

To say that he is wealthy and powerful is not an exaggeration at all.

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When he walked back to the lobby with Charlene Lahri, who had agreed to help, Terry Matthews, who had been waiting for him, immediately came over to greet him.

"Master Huan!"

After drinking two cups and saying a few heartfelt words to each other with their arms around each other's shoulders, he and Yang Huan are now much closer.

"Terry!" Yang Huan laughed as soon as he saw him. "You've come just in time. I'll take you somewhere."

"OK!"

The two walked out of the restaurant, walked forward, passed the International Sailing Federation headquarters, and arrived at the cruise terminal.

The Teste River, which flows from west to east, and the Itchen River, which flows from north to south, meet here.

Standing on the shore of the ferry terminal, you can see the huge river view.

On the other side of the river was the dilapidated and abandoned cargo terminal where Yang Huan had previously ridiculed Abramovich.

"Master Huan, what's the matter that brought me here?" Terry Matthews asked somewhat puzzled.

It's very windy and cold here.

The cold wind blowing from the English Channel in the east penetrated into suits and shirts, making people feel cold all over.

"Terry, I brought you here because I wanted you to see it."

Yang Huan stood on the shore and pointed to the far shore, "Across the way is the New Forest Park in England."

Terry Matthews nodded. It was a bit like a smaller version of Yellowstone Park in the United States. It was a good place for picnics, camping and self-driving tours. Many people in southern England liked to go there.

"To the north of Southampton is the famous tourist city of Winchester and the world-famous prehistoric Stonehenge, while to the east, across the Solent Strait, is the famous tourist destination of the Isle of Wight."

These are the most famous tourist attractions and resources around Southampton.

Terry Matthews was naturally not unfamiliar with what Yang Huan said. On the contrary, he knew it like the back of his hand.

"Southampton is the largest passenger port in the UK, with nearly three million tourists landing in the UK every year. It is known as the UK's 'gateway' to the world."

Having said that, Yang Huan changed the subject.

"But it's hard to see these three million visitors bringing anything to Southampton for the simple reason that there's nothing here to attract them to stay."

Terry Matthews understood what Yang Huan meant, but he smiled bitterly.

"Master Huan, we all understand what you mean. Although Southampton is a city with a long history, after the bombing by the German army during World War II, the entire city has basically been reduced to ashes. The few historical buildings that remain are not attractive enough."

Terry Matthews clapped his hands on the guardrail of the pier embankment and sighed deeply.

"All the tourists who come to the UK basically go to London. Has anyone heard of Southampton?"

This is also an indisputable fact.

Southampton is even less famous than cities like Manchester and Liverpool.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Yang Huan just shook his head and laughed.

"If there is not enough attraction, then we can create attraction. If there is no ancient building, then we can build a landmark building that attracts the world's attention. For example, Dubai used to be a desert, so why is it so popular now?"

Terry Matthews was a little dumbfounded. Is Young Master Huan going to learn from Dubai?

People can dig out oil from underground in Dubai, and gutter oil from underground in Southampton!

Seeing Terry Matthews's look, Yang Huan laughed and shook his head, "I don't mean to say that we should blindly follow Dubai."

Terry Matthews finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I mean, we're building a brand new football stadium in Southampton, right there!"

Following Yang Huan's finger, Terry Matthews thought he was pointing at the other side of the river. "Master Huan, that part belongs to Hayes."

"I'm talking about the river!"

"What?" Terry Matthews was shocked. "River...on the river?"

"That's right!" Yang Huan was very satisfied with the result. "I will build Southampton's new stadium at the confluence of the Test River and the Itchen River. Not only will I build a football stadium on the sea, I will also build a top-notch luxury hotel on the sea!"

He previously lived at Southampton's finest hotel, the Grand Harbour.

But even such a hotel had very poor facilities and conditions, which made Yang Huan very dissatisfied.

Three million foreign tourists land in Southampton every year, and countless British people travel south every year. But even in such a city, there is not even a decent hotel.

Is this reasonable?

Portsmouth had previously planned to build a football stadium at sea, but that was more like a joke because Portsmouth had no money at all. Later, after Portsmouth was acquired by Manchester City's new owner Al Fahim, the new stadium was shelved.

When it comes to building a football stadium at sea, Southampton is obviously more suitable, at least there is not such a strong sea breeze here.

"Master Huan, are you kidding me?" Terry Matthews couldn't believe it.

How much money would it cost to build a football stadium and a luxury hotel on the sea?

"Do you think I'm joking?" Yang Huan asked with a smile.

Terry Matthews shook his head. It really didn't look like that.

But if we really do this, it would be too shocking, right?

Yang Huan was very satisfied with the effect he created. If it wasn't shocking, he really didn't want to do it.

"Terry!" Yang Huan patted Terry Matthews on the shoulder.

This scene looked very strange, because Yang Huan was only twenty years old, but he was holding the shoulder of a middle-aged man in an air of old-fashioned manner, with a condescending tone of teaching.

"I will strongly support your campaign for mayor. How about you help me with this?"

This is too tempting for Terry Matthews, who is eager to become the mayor of Southampton!

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In the morning, the sun shines from east to west, slanting down onto the surface of the Solent Strait, creating a golden phosphorescent glow.

Yang Huan stretched lazily as he walked out of the room and stood on the balcony, just in time to take in the scene in the distance.

After waking up from a beautiful sleep, I saw such a beautiful scene and my mood became more relaxed.

"Old Five." Yang Huan shouted directly into the air in front of him without even turning his head.

Long Wu quickly appeared at the balcony's door, "Master Huan."

"Have this morning's papers arrived?"

"Here it is. I'll get it!" After saying that, Long Wu turned around and disappeared again.

Yang Huan sat on the bench on the balcony, waiting for Long Wu to bring him the newspaper.

He usually doesn't have the habit of reading newspapers. Even if he wants to read some news, he is happy to use his iPad or computer.

But sometimes, he felt that reading a newspaper was obviously more interesting.

Just like he had just defeated Chelsea last night, he wanted to see the reaction of the British newspapers.

I had just sat down when the phone I had casually placed on the table started to vibrate.

Yang Huan picked it up, looked at it, swiped the screen to answer, "Hello, Lao Sun."

"Master Huan, I knew you would get up early, and I was right." Sun Yue said with a laugh on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, if you have something to say, just say it quickly and stop talking nonsense." Yang Huan scolded with a smile.

Although he would scold Sun Yue sometimes, but overall, he liked this kid very much.

In addition to being good at flattering, his work ability is still quite outstanding.

"I mainly want to report two things to you."

"explain!"

Just at this moment, Long Wu came over with a stack of newspapers. Yang Huan pointed in front of him and motioned him to put it on the table.

"Yesterday, the entertainment company put Miss Yoona's single on the Apple Store. Guess how many downloads it received in just one night?" Sun Yue was still keeping everyone in suspense.

Yang Huan shook his head and smiled. This kid was too outrageous.

This is a rhythm that needs to be dealt with!


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