Chapter 16 The Savior

Having just fired the team's head coach in the afternoon, Yang Huan took the entire team to dinner in Southampton in the evening.

Southampton is a beautiful and quiet seaport. There are not many hotels, most of which are old shops with a long history. There are many restaurants, but few can accommodate so many people in Southampton.

In the end, Nicola Cortes booked a Chinese restaurant.

This Chinese restaurant called Kingham Palace is in a good location, near the headquarters of the International Sailing Federation and next to the banks of the Test River. It focuses on Chinese culture, and even the restaurant's decoration style adopts the ancient Chinese palace style. The roof is covered with yellow and green glazed tiles, and the gate is an ancient stone archway with two large stone lions on the left and right.

At first glance, it's quite attractive, but a bit tacky.

However, Yang Huan still felt very satisfied to see such traditional Chinese elements in a foreign country.

Nicholas Cortes is a striking guy!

As soon as Yang Huan walked in, everyone in the audience stood up to greet him and waited for him to say a few words.

"I am very happy today. I believe that with the joint efforts of all of us, Southampton will surely reach the pinnacle of glory!"

“And I also believe that every one of you here will have the opportunity to play in the Premier League, join the national team, and become a top star in the future!”

"I won't say much here. Tonight, I will treat you all to food, drinks, and entertainment. If any of you are polite to me, and are not satisfied with the food, drinks, or fun, then you are not giving me face!"

"Come on, let's go!"

As he spoke, Yang Huan raised up a green can of beer, which turned out to be Tsingtao.

The employees also raised their beers, but the players were a little hesitant because professional players are not allowed to drink.

"It's okay. The new boss is treating us today. Let's have fun and drink!" a middle-aged man shouted loudly.

Suddenly, everyone in the audience raised their cans of beer, and the scene suddenly became lively.

"Don't go home until you are drunk!" Yang Huan shouted loudly.

“Thank you, boss!”

"Long live the boss!"

The oldest Southampton player was only about 30 years old and was usually restrained, but today it was rare for them to let go. For a moment the whole stadium was noisy and the atmosphere became very heated, especially the young people, who were vying to join in the fun.

"Who is that person?" Yang Huan looked at the person who had just told the players to drink and asked Nicola Cortes.

"Oh, Martin Hunt, the head coach of the youth team, is now temporarily in charge of the first team."

Yang Huan nodded, "What a talent!"

In his opinion, as long as a person is smooth and smart, he is basically a talent.

Perhaps Yang Huan just said it casually, but Nicholas Cortes secretly took note of it in his heart. He would definitely give Martin Hunter a promotion and a raise to retain this talent that the boss mentioned.

Facts have proved that whether Chinese or foreigners, they all like the hustle and bustle, because people themselves like the hustle and bustle.

By the end of the meal, the scene was in chaos and the relationship between them deepened.

This was exactly the effect Yang Huan wanted, so he just watched with a smile on his face.

"Master Huan." Zhang Ning walked over with a middle-aged man with black hair and yellow skin.

"This is the owner of the Jinhan Palace Chinese Restaurant. He said he wants to meet you."

This was the first time Yang Huan met a compatriot abroad. He stood up and smiled, "Hello, my name is Yang Huan, and I'm from Longhai."

"My name is Huang Tianshun, and I'm from Guangdong."

"Nice place, Cantonese cuisine, my favorite." Yang Huan can't stand spicy food, but Cantonese cuisine suits his taste.

"But, frankly speaking, Boss, these dishes you made are not that good."

Huang Tianshun smiled awkwardly, "Actually, this is also the usual practice of overseas Chinese restaurants. Foreigners' tastes are different from ours, so we have to make some adjustments. I just didn't expect..."

"Well, I'll ask the kitchen to make you a few more authentic Cantonese dishes as an apology."

Yang Huan did not refuse. He saw Huang Tianshun turn around and call the waiter, say a few words, and ask the waiter to quickly notify the kitchen.

"Boss Huang, your business doesn't look very good."

This is purely a feeling, because Nicola Cortes booked the entire place temporarily, but no one came in during the entire meal, which shows that even on normal days, business would not be very good.

"Yes, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I started learning to cook when I was fifteen. I can cook Cantonese, Sichuan and other major cuisines. I came to the UK and worked hard for a few years. After saving some money, I wanted to open a restaurant and do some business, but I didn't expect..."

After hearing this, Yang Huan laughed and patted Huang Tianshun on the shoulder, "Actually, I think you are too accommodating to them."

"What do you mean?" Huang Tianshun could also see that Yang Huan was not an ordinary person.

Can an ordinary person come to acquire Southampton?

“Think about it, if you change the taste, is it still Chinese food?”

Huang Tianshun still didn't quite understand when he heard it.

"Foreigners come to Chinese restaurants to try something new, but if you make Chinese food taste similar to foreign food, do you think they will like it?"

“But all Chinese restaurants do this!”

When Yang Huan heard this, he immediately laughed, "Yes, they all do this, so you should not do this either!"

"Besides, the decoration of your restaurant is too luxurious and high-profile. Who would want to eat in a glittering palace? Do you really think you feel like an emperor? What era is this? How can ordinary foreigners know what a Chinese emperor is?"

Zhang Ning was watching with amusement as Yang Huan, a layman, was teaching a lesson to the chef who had been in the restaurant business for decades.

But if you think about it carefully, there is indeed some truth to this.

Huang Tianshun was also a little frustrated after hearing this. His store has been open for more than two years, but business has not improved. When business is good, he can break even, but when business is bad, he loses money.

The more I run this losing business, the more frustrated I become!

After listening to Yang Huan's words today, he vaguely realized the problem, but it was too late to turn things around.

"I think Young Master Yang Huan is making a lot of sense. I wonder if you are interested in investing in the catering industry?"

"Invest in catering?" Yang Huan smiled and shook his head vigorously. "I don't know how to cook, but I know how to eat. Besides, I have plenty of money to spend. The catering industry is hard work and makes little money. It's not worth it."

Huang Tianshun knew that Yang Huan was a rich kid, and he just heard what he said made some sense, so he was not willing to let go. "Master Yang Huan, I am just a cook. I am not good at doing business, but you are, I think you are a good material for doing business."

Yang Huan is a soft-hearted person who likes to be praised and laughs happily when he is praised.

"No, I am the worst at business in my family."

Zhang Ning was watching from the sidelines and wanted to laugh. This dandy boy knew how to do business? He knew how to spend money, at most!

"Master Yang Huan, you don't know that in recent years, Chinese people and Chinese people have been running Chinese restaurants in Europe, and business has been getting worse and worse. Many people have switched to sales and wholesale, but when the economic crisis came, trade was not good either. Now there are only three or four Chinese restaurants of a decent size in Southampton, and the others have gone bankrupt due to poor management."

"We Chinese often get together to figure out which link has gone wrong, but we have never found it. After listening to what you said today, Master Yang Huan, I really think you should give it a try. Maybe you can find a new way for overseas Chinese restaurants."

With such a high-sounding hat put on him, it makes people feel that Yang Huan is not just running a Chinese restaurant, he is simply playing the role of a savior, saving Chinese restaurants overseas.

As soon as Zhang Ning saw Yang Huan’s expression, he knew that this guy was flattered and was about to agree.

Sure enough, Yang Huan clicked his tongue twice and muttered to himself, "Think about it carefully. Actually, if I can run a good Chinese restaurant, there is a lot of room for development. Let's try it in Southampton first. If it's successful, we can open chains everywhere. One becomes two, two becomes four... and finally we can open a branch in every major city in Europe. Wow, there is a future!"

"Zhang Ning, come here!" Yang Huan waved at Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning thought to himself, as expected, he curled his lips and walked over, "What for?"

"Do you think this deal is feasible?" Yang Huan asked.

Huang Tianshun immediately looked at Zhang Ning with full expectation, and this beautiful goddess-like girl did not disappoint him.

"If you are really interested, you can actually give it a try. By the way, Mr. Huang, is the house your own?" Speaking of investment, Zhang Ning is a top student from the most famous Longhai University Business School in the country, so his vision is naturally not bad.

"The house is rented, but we can buy it." Huang Tianshun replied quickly.

"Of course we have to. Renting someone else's house is never as convenient as owning our own!" Yang Huan made the decision without hesitation.

Zhang Ning was used to it, but Huang Tianshun was shocked. How rich was this young master?

Although this house has only two floors, it would cost at least six figures in pounds to buy it.

"Well, buy the house and the land, and then renovate them. As for the manpower..." Zhang Ning looked at Yang Huan.

Yang Huan looked at Huang Tianshun again and said, "Old Huang, I can buy your store, but you have to stay and work for me and take charge of the overall situation."

Huang Tianshun hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

His daughter was studying in Southampton. Although he lost some money by selling the store, he now had a stable job. Plus, his wife could continue to work in the restaurant, so the family felt relieved.

"That's what we'll do. We'll take over the business, and at least we'll have a place to eat in the future, instead of having to eat those awful Western food every day!" Yang Huan has always felt that Chinese food is the most delicious.

"Oh, by the way, Zhang Ning, the restaurant will be transferred to your name. Redecorate the outside. Don't make it look like a palace or temple. It should be simple but not simplistic. It should reflect a high-end petty bourgeoisie style. People nowadays like this style."

"Also, this place is close to the Test River, so we need to make good use of it. So we need to renovate it later. The dishes should be as exquisite as possible. Each dish should not be too many, but it must be exquisite and delicious, light, but still retain the Chinese flavor. Then, we need to come up with some high-end and classy dish names, write them in Chinese, and annotate them in English to prevent foreigners from not understanding them."

Huang Tianshun was a little dumbfounded. Opening a restaurant in a British area and writing the names of dishes in Chinese?

This is forcing the British to learn Chinese!

"Old Huang, take a pen and write it down!" Yang Huan said a lot, saying whatever he thought of, and he himself could not remember a lot.

Huang Tianshun was immediately awakened by his shout, and realized that he had just completed the transformation from restaurant owner to working waiter.

Zhang Ning has become accustomed to Yang Huan's style of doing things, but he feels a little amusement in his heart.

Is this restaurant in my name? Is he giving it to me?

And judging from the items he listed one by one, the investment must be quite a lot, at least seven figures.

He...really trusts me that much?

Thinking back to the past, after Yang Huan bet with Liu Mingwei on football, she directly gave him an IOU for 300 million yuan. After coming to Europe, she was also responsible for managing all of Yang Huan's funds.

All of this is filled with a trust that cannot be any stronger.

"Okay, that's all for now. I'll talk to you when I think of something!"

Yang Huan had no idea what Zhang Ning was thinking, he just spoke with a dry mouth.

He simply asked Huang Tianshun to find Zhang Ning if he had any questions, and he turned around and went back to drink with the players and employees.

But what Yang Huan didn't know was that while he was drinking happily with the players, Alan Pardew was at his home in Wimbledon, London, tearfully telling Yang Huan about all the evil things that had been done to him by Yang Huan, the nouveau riche boss who knew nothing about football.

She looked so miserable and pitiful, just like an old British lady who had just been raped by a group of people.

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