Chapter 170: Unintentional

"Hello, Master Huan!"

"Good night, Master Huan!"

"Master Huan, nice to meet you!"

"Master Huan, I am..."

As soon as Yang Huan walked into the cocktail party on the yacht, people around him immediately came forward to greet him.

After what happened during the day, everyone knew that Young Master Yang Huan was not only rich, but also powerful.

It can be said that he has a very strong background.

Wherever such people go, even in the upper class society, they are the objects of everyone's pursuit.

Yang Huan kept smiling and greeting everyone along the way, while Zhang Ning followed closely beside him, constantly introducing to him who the people they were greeting were. The two of them were a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

Even Zhuang Ziqing, who was following behind Yang Huan, had to admit that the two of them did have a good understanding of each other.

"Fatty Liu!" Yang Huan walked up to him immediately when he saw Liu Mingwei's big bald head.

"Master Huan!" Liu Mingwei also smiled like Maitreya Buddha and walked towards him quickly.

Under the gaze of everyone, two people with a huge age gap were as affectionate as good friends.

"Master Huan, as soon as I heard that you were returning to China, I immediately flew from Longhai to Hainan. I just wanted to meet you and listen to your words of advice." Liu Mingwei flattered in a fawning manner.

"Disgusting, Fatty Liu!" Yang Huan had an expression that gave me goosebumps.

However, Liu Mingwei has gained a lot of weight recently, especially his belly, which is protruding and his face is greasy.

"I say, Fatty Liu, you've been having a very comfortable life lately!"

Liu Mingwei laughed and said, "Master Huan, this is all thanks to you."

"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Huan was surprised.

Just now Sun Yue said that Liu Mingwei wanted to thank him, and now Liu Mingwei himself said the same thing. What is going on?

"Master Huan!" Liu Mingwei came closer and whispered, "Remember last time, I asked you how confident Southampton was against Arsenal?"

"Yeah." Yang Huan vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

"You told me at the beginning that you were very sure."

"Yeah, what's the matter?" If Yang Huan remembered correctly, he just said it casually at the time.

The game hasn't started yet, who can say they are sure?

What’s more, they are playing against a top team like Arsenal.

"In the end I listened to you and took all the bets on Arsenal to win!"

"No way?" Yang Huan was a little surprised. How big a risk would this involve?

If Southampton doesn't win, won't Fatty Liu lose all his fortune and run away?

But Liu Mingwei burst into laughter. "You know what, Master Huan, Southampton really won in the end. As soon as that guy scored a goal, I was so happy that I almost jumped off the building."

Yang Huan found it funny. Damn, is it that exaggerated?

"Do you know? Master Huan, I won almost this much in that one game!" He raised his index and middle fingers.

"Twenty million?" Yang Huan guessed.

This old fat guy is getting worse as he gets older. What's the point of you being happy about 20 million?

"Two hundred million!"

Yang Huan widened his eyes and said, "Oh my god, two hundred million?"

"Don't worry, you know, Master Huan. The last time you saw me, I was already desperate and in debt. At that time, I thought to myself, there's no way out, so I'll just take a gamble!"

Liu Mingwei was also very emotional when talking about what happened back then.

"Unexpectedly, I won. Not only did I pay off my debt, but my bald head became even more sleek. So I said to myself at that time, Master Huan is my second parent. I will repay this kindness even if I die!"

Yang Huan was a little bit amused and helpless. He had just said it casually at the time, but who knew that he would really risk his life?

If we win, we'll get 200 million. But what if we lose?

But he soon realized that this old guy was not a good guy either. He had probably packed up his things and would run away immediately if he lost the game. By then, the emperor would be far away and gambling on football was not a serious matter, so who could do anything to him?

"You kid are so ruthless!" Now Yang Huan really had to admire him.

Liu Mingwei slapped his head hard and laughed, "That's nothing. Didn't Southampton participate in a few more football cup games later? I bet on you to win, but you got timid in the last few games and didn't dare to fight hard, so you didn't win much. The biggest win was against that famous team called Chelsea, and I won tens of millions."

Yang Huan calculated in his mind, this kid must have made hundreds of millions just by guarding Southampton, right?

No wonder he ordered an Aston Martin ONE-77 and a Sunseeker yacht without even blinking an eye.

"No wonder you can't name other teams clearly, but you remember Southampton the best. Are you our fan now?"

"Of course!" Liu Mingwei said as if it was a matter of course. "I also asked Huotou to set up Southampton fan clubs in several bars under his control. I am the president now!"

Yang Huan knew very well what this old man was planning.

Usually football fans bet on football, and this guy is taking the opportunity to attract potential customers.

"Okay, I'll have someone arrange it later and authorize you to be the official fan club. You have to make it look good for me."

Liu Mingwei immediately nodded and agreed, "Don't worry, Master Huan, I will do a great job. When the opportunity arises, I will organize another group of people to go to England to cheer for our great saint!"

Yang Huan almost died of laughter. It would be very funny if this fat guy painted Southampton's red and white stripes on his bald head.

"Master Huan, can you secretly tell me some inside information? Does Southampton have a chance of winning against that team?"

The feeling Liu Mingwei gave to Yang Huan now was just like those people who bought Mark Six lottery tickets in his previous life. It turned out that he now regarded everything Yang Huan said as inside information.

"Of course!" Yang Huan also answered seriously, "We haven't taken a Bolton team seriously yet."

Liu Mingwei felt that it made sense. That was right. After all the strong and powerful clubs were defeated, why would they still care about a weak team?

"Our goal this time is to win the championship. If nothing unexpected happens, we have good hopes."

Liu Mingwei kept nodding his head. If he wanted to win the championship, then entering the finals was a must.

For this game, I’d still bet on Southampton!

"Oh, by the way, Master Huan, Hong Quan, the organizer of the Hai Tian Feast, is my friend. He has been waiting for you this afternoon, but you went out to sea and didn't come back, so he has been waiting until now. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to meet him?"

Yang Huan was a little surprised and looked at Sun Yue, "Is this true?"

Sun Yue nodded, "Yes, Master Huan, I was just about to tell you, but you were in a hurry to come out to see Boss Liu."

After hearing this, Liu Mingwei immediately felt proud.

It seems that Master Huan still thinks highly of him.

You must hold this thick thigh tightly!

"Well, let him come to the top floor."

Soon, as Yang Huan climbed onto the top floor of the yacht, Hong Quan was already waiting there.

"Hello, Master Huan!"

"Hello, Boss Hong!"

Yang Huan smiled and asked Hong Quan to sit down.

"I wonder what Boss Hong wants to talk to me about?"

Hong Quan had been paying attention to Yang Huan's expression. He felt that Yang Huan seemed to be in a good mood, and he was secretly happy. It seemed that Liu Mingwei and Young Master Huan had a good relationship.

"It's actually nothing serious. I just want to discuss a business deal with Master Huan."

"Oh, I love talking business with people the most!" Yang Huan replied with a smile, "Boss Hong, please go ahead."

"We hold the Hai Tian Banquet to build momentum for the yacht club and hope to enter the international yacht club market. Therefore, after careful consideration, our company hopes to purchase 20 Sunseeker yachts to further enhance our company's reputation and influence in Europe."

To open a yacht club, purchasing a yacht is essential.

In recent years, more and more people have traveled to Sanya, Hainan, including countless wealthy people. Renting a luxury yacht to go out to sea has become a new fashion in Sanya tourism.

In this case, it would be unacceptable for the yacht club not to purchase yachts.

When Yang Huan heard that business had come to him, how could he refuse such a good thing? He immediately agreed to arrange someone to come and talk.

Business matters still need to be negotiated in detail by my subordinates, such as the price, model of yacht to be purchased, etc. These are very complicated and professional details.

As for Chen Xueli's affairs, Hong Quan never mentioned it.

The two of them were talking more about the Hai Tian Feast.

Only then did Yang Huan realize that the kind of extravagant sea and sky feast he had imagined did not exist.

"Those are all misunderstandings of us by the outside world." Hong Quan smiled bitterly, and he could do nothing about it.

Because clarifications are never as contagious as rumors.

"Master Huan, excuse me for giving you an example. Do you think you can accept doing something so ridiculous in front of so many celebrities? What if someone accidentally takes a photo of you, or if someone has evidence?"

When Yang Huan thought about it, it did make sense.

This is like corruption and bribery.

Even if you know that a certain official is greedy for money, and you give him a large sum of money openly, will he accept it? Will he dare to accept it?

He wouldn't dare to accept it even if you kill him!

He may even call the police to arrest you out of righteousness!

By the same token, real upper-class celebrities are all well-known and famous. Who would be willing to do such a thing in public?

It’s not like we’re done today and everyone will disappear from the world and go to Mars.

Not only would they not do it, but once in such an occasion, everyone had to pretend to be a serious gentleman.

As for the kind of things that many people imagine, they can only be done at home or in a small circle of people.

"Speaking of which, Master Huan's men handled it very well today."

"Oh, really?"

Hong Quan nodded and smiled, "At least I heard a lot of people who were watching or knew the whole thing mentioned it, and basically gave it high praise. This has formed a very good reputation among the upper class, and today's sales performance is proof of that."

Yang Huan thought about it and found that it made sense.

It seems that Vincent is really good. After being beaten and wronged, he should be rewarded with an appropriate promotion and salary increase.

After seeing Hong Quan off, Yang Huan had no interest in attending any cocktail party, so he just called Sun Yue.

I told him what I had just discussed with Hong Quan, and left the matter to him to follow up.

This is also Yang Huan's usual style.

Only do big things and things that interest you.

Otherwise, if he does everything himself, then why would he, as a boss, need so many subordinates?

Is it because there is too much money and nowhere to spend it?

"By the way, Lao Sun, call Zhang Ning over to me. I have something for her to do."

Sun Yue felt a little surprised, but he didn't dare to ask what was going on, so he could only obey the order.

Yang Huan walked to the bow of the ship alone, looking at the dark night sky dotted with stars in the distance.

The boundless ocean reflects the lights of the bustling city.

At this moment, in his eyes, there seemed to be no barrier between the night sky and the sea, as if they were connected into one.

Unknowingly, it has been a long time since he came to this world, but he suddenly had a feeling.

A very lonely feeling.

He did a lot of things and met a lot of people, but sometimes, he would wake up in the middle of the night, lie in bed, and look at the dark ceiling, and he would still be alone.

Come alone, live alone, live alone.

But this thought disappeared quickly.

Some people say that this is because Chinese culture is a humorous culture and people are generally optimistic and positive.

Is this really the case?

Yang Huan sighed deeply with melancholy.

Zhang Ning stood quietly behind Yang Huan, looking at his back. For some reason, she felt a lump in her throat.

She had never seen Yang Huan like this before.

It felt as if he didn't belong to this world at all, didn't belong to her at all.

She was very scared, so she ran up quickly and hugged Yang Huan tightly from behind.

My head rested on his broad back, tears silently rolling down my cheeks.

At this moment, the two hearts were tightly pressed together.

Finally not alone anymore!