Chapter 257 The Legendary Nine Thousand Years Old

"I'm not drunk, don't pull me!"

"Hey, I say, you guys are pulling my **!"

"Don't take off my pants, I'm not wearing anything!"

"Fuck it, I need to pee, let me go, I'm not drunk!"

At the gate of Wangjiang Pavilion, Matic and Sturridge escorted Drogba out from the left and right.

The tall and strong Ivorian man seemed to have gained weight after getting drunk.

It was difficult for two people to lift it.

What’s even more troublesome is that he keeps struggling. What if he accidentally lets it slip and falls?

"Be careful, you two, don't fall and get hurt!"

Yang Huan also came out with Long Wu. Seeing that the two were having difficulty lifting the object, he reminded them.

"If I get hurt, the reporters will laugh at me. I joined Southampton, didn't play a single game, got drunk and got hurt. If I retire because of this, where will I put my face?"

Yang Huan's words caused many people around to burst into laughter.

But it’s true when you think about it.

Who asked you, Master Huan, to get Drogba drunk?

"Master Huan, I'm not drunk. Wait for me, let's have another drink!"

Drogba went crazy as soon as he heard Yang Huan's voice.

He broke free from the support of two former Chelsea teammates, Matic and Sturridge, and turned around to rush forward again.

As a result, his feet felt weak and he almost fell down.

Fortunately, Long Wu reacted quickly enough and dodged and held him up.

"Don't push me, I can still drink. If I don't get Young Master Huan drunk today, I'll be a piece of shit!"

Many people present felt their faces covered with sweat.

I didn't expect that Drogba, who is usually so professional and self-disciplined, would look like this when he is drunk.

"I said, don't stop me, I'm going to go over and drink with him again. Look, Master Huan is waiting for me!"

It's strange, but when Drogba struggled just now, both Matic and Sturridge couldn't hold on.

But when he met Long Wu, strangely, Drogba was subdued.

"Master Huan, I'm not drunk yet, I haven't lost yet, let's drink again later!"

Drogba uttered these harsh words before getting on the car.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, anytime!"

Yang Huan slapped his forehead in pain. This guy was so drunk, yet he still dared to provoke him.

He is really very bold!

I wonder if I, your young master, have become an incredibly strong drinker since I traveled through time and space and was reborn?

With those two bottles of red wine you drank, you dare to compete with me in drinking?

Isn't this like lighting a light in the toilet, seeking death?

Let me ask you, which of these guys dares to challenge me?

When glanced at by Young Master Huan's mighty and domineering eyes, everyone present immediately looked away and talked about something else.

They have all suffered this kind of pain, who would dare to try it again?

"Master Huan's drinking capacity is really amazing!"

Walking back to Wangjiang Pavilion, Sun Yue, the flatterer, immediately came up to him.

"Alright, alright, your flattery skills are getting worse and worse, so just stop flattering me!"

Sun Yue immediately laughed and said, "Actually, my flattery skills haven't deteriorated. It's mainly because you, Master Huan, have improved!"

Wow, this is flattery...

Enjoyable!

Yang Huan laughed out loud. He had just defeated Drogba and now he was being flattered by others. He was in a good mood.

"Lao Sun, you did a great job this time. Your bonus will be doubled. Next, you should make good arrangements for Kroos to join you!"

"Understood!" Sun Yue nodded in agreement with a smile.

In fact, he is not mainly doing it for money now.

More importantly, Master Huan let him do it freely, and he finally had the opportunity to display his talents.

Being able to display your talents and earn money at the same time, what more could you ask for?

"Master Huan, don't worry. Don't worry, Toni Kroos is already a well-known talent. Even if he is not famous, I will definitely hype him up to be a top-notch player, or even a superstar!"

Nowadays, whether someone is a superstar or not is not decided by the fans.

What the media says counts!

Haven’t you seen that the word “superstar” has become too overused?

Nowadays, in professional football, if you are not a superstar, you will be embarrassed to make an appearance!

"By the way, Master Huan, I just received the news."

Flattery was just a joke, but after the joke was over, Sun Yue started talking about serious matters.

"What?" Yang Huan nonchalantly called the waitress over and asked her to pour a cup of hot tea to sober up.

Although I can drink a lot, but if I drink too much, my mouth feels bad.

Drink some tea to moisten your throat.

"Ron Gourlay resigned!"

"Resigned?" Yang Huan was shocked. "When did it happen?"

"Just now, I got the news from a Daily Mail reporter I know well. There should be an official announcement tomorrow."

Yang Huan looked puzzled, even a little surprised.

"Why did you resign for no reason?" Yang Huan felt a little strange.

Ron Gurley is actually a very capable manager.

When he was working at Manchester United, he worked as an assistant to the then CEO Peter Kenyon. Later, he pursued Peter Kenyon to join Chelsea. Under the management of the two, the value of the Chelsea brand also rose.

But now, first Peter Kenyon left the team, and then Ron Gourlay left.

What drama is Abramovich playing?

Sun Yue smiled bitterly, "From what I know, it's probably due to internal power struggles and Abramovich's personality."

"What do you mean?"

"When Ron Gourlay stepped down, Bruce Buck remained chairman, and Abramovich's confidant Marina Granovskaia took over the team's affairs temporarily."

Yang Huan nodded continuously as he listened.

From this point of view, Marina Granovskia is not unrelated to Ron Gourlay's resignation.

Speaking of which, this woman is not simple either.

"Abramovich is a very possessive person who likes to control everything. After Peter Kenyon left, he continued to use Ron Gourley as a stopgap measure. He did not trust this person, so it was only a matter of time before he would use his own confidants."

After all, Chelsea is Abramovich's personal property and has nothing to do with others.

When Yang Huan heard this, he felt a little regretful.

"Oh, by the way, Peter Kenyon, what have you been doing lately?"

Yang Huan suddenly remembered this person.

There seems to be no news about him since he left Chelsea.

Speaking of which, this guy is a talent.

If Southampton is to be made into a world-famous brand, Nicola Cortes alone cannot do it.

Italians are good at business, but not good at marketing and promotion.

Sun Yue is a good player, but the problem is that Yang Huan uses him too much.

Therefore, Southampton needs to be equipped with a marketing team.

Peter Kenyon and Ron Gourlay are talented.

"It seems that he worked for a big company before, but there is no news. Not long ago, I heard that Middlesbrough wanted to invite him to be the CEO, but I don't understand the details."

"Middlesbrough? What level are they in now?"

Yang Huan was a little puzzled, as there seemed to be no such team in the Premier League.

"The Championship!"

"Wow, this veteran team is going backwards!"

Sun Yue smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master, our Great Saint was in English League One before."

"They are both in the Championship. If Middlesbrough can hire him, then Southampton should have no problem, right?"

Yang Huan said to himself, "Well, Lao Sun, you ask someone to contact him and Ron Gourley to see if they are willing to come. They can still be the old partners, one as CEO and the other as COO, a perfect match!"

"Abramovich is leaving two talented people unused, and we're taking advantage of them!"

Sun Yue immediately nodded and agreed with a smile.

Wouldn't he be happy to have two more subordinates?

Just at this moment, Huang Tianshun walked in from outside with a box in his hand.

"Old Huang, what's the matter?"

Huang Tianshun came over and said, "Master Huan, someone just came outside and said he was the butler of the Grosvenor family in London. He brought an invitation letter and asked me to hand it to you personally."

"Invitation?" Yang Huan looked at the box in Huang Tianshun's hand with some surprise.

The box is made of a very plain, somewhat vintage looking wood, but the texture is very clear.

Yang Huan reached out and took it, opened it, and found that it was wrapped in a piece of gold velvet. He opened it again and found a paper card inside.

The paper is of excellent quality and feels great, with a beige background and black text.

The content of the invitation letter was similar to the usual invitations, except that it had an extra line of stylish signature and a badge.

It looks like it should be the emblem of the legendary Grosvenor family.

It is said that all nobles have this thing.

“Why make such a fuss about this thing?” Yang Huan laughed.

But in my heart I feel that these nobles just know how to maintain style, and they have to pretend to be stylish in everything they do.

But you really can't help but admit it, that's just how it feels.

"Just this box must be worth a lot of money!" Huang Tianshun is a connoisseur of valuables.

When Yang Huan heard this, he laughed and threw the box over. Huang Tianshun was so scared that he panicked and quickly caught it.

"I'm giving it to you. Take it home and keep it carefully. You can keep it as a family heirloom and say it's an invitation letter from the British Grand Duke!"

Sun Yue immediately burst into laughter.

Huang Tianshun didn't take it as an offense at all, and held it in his hands like a treasure.

"Master Huan, don't say anything, this box alone is very expensive. Look, this badge is hand-carved. The craftsmanship is amazing!"

"Also, Master Huan, look at this gold velvet. The texture is so good, the price must be ridiculously expensive!"

Yang Huan really had the urge to fall down.

Isn't it just a broken box?

Is it necessary to worship it like a treasure?

Later, when my little brother the Earl accepts them, I’ll ask him to make eight or ten of them for you to play with!

"I really didn't expect it to be delivered to my door. I have to go!"

Sun Yue immediately became interested, and the way he looked at Young Master Huan was different.

Even the Duke of England sent an invitation, which shows how important our Young Master Huan is.

"Master Huan, what does the Grand Duke invite you for?"

Yang Huan flipped through the card casually, "Oh, it said it was some charity party or something, and invited me to go."

After saying that, he simply threw the paper card to Sun Yue.

This kid had never seen such high-end paper cards in his life. He held it in his hand, touching and stroking it, making clicking sounds in his mouth, and kept exclaiming how good the paper was.

"Wow, the Goring Hotel in London!" the guy said with his eyes shining.

It feels like a kid hearing the words KFC and McDonald's and can't wait to go there.

"Is it very famous?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

"Master Huan, you don't even know about the Goering Hotel?" Sun Yue was a little bit unbelievable.

But he soon realized that what he said violated the biggest taboo for the number one follower.

That is something that no boss will ever not know!

When Sun Yue saw Master Huan narrow his eyes again, he immediately knew that something was wrong.

"Hey, it's not surprising that you don't know. This hotel is only a little famous in the UK. The price per night is probably only 500 to 600 pounds. I don't even care about it, let alone you, Master Huan."

Yang Huan couldn't help laughing when he saw him like that. "Okay, stop flattering me. Am I such a stingy person?"

"Of course not!" Sun Yue immediately pledged his allegiance.

I can’t say it even if you kill me!

The head can be cut off and the blood can be shed, but such truth cannot be told!

“Is this hotel famous?”

"The Royal Hotel."

"Oh!" Now Yang Huan understood a little.

"Master Huan, can you take me to see it?" He came up with a flattering look on his face.

This guy gives people the feeling that he is the legendary nine thousand years old.

But does our Young Master Huan look like an incompetent emperor?

"What do you think?" Yang Huan asked in a deliberately raised voice.

Sun Yue knew immediately that there was no hope, "I was just kidding, just kidding."

But Master Huan immediately said, "It won't work this time. Later, you can stay there for a month and the government will reimburse you!"

"Really?" Sun Yue immediately became lively again.

"Of course. But I'm not letting you stay here for free. You have to learn everything about this hotel inside and out."

Otherwise, why do people say that Sun Yue is a smart guy.

When Yang Huan said this, he immediately guessed it.

Isn’t our Young Master Huan planning to build a hotel?

Since the Goring Hotel is said to be used by the British royal family and so many aristocrats flock to it, it must have its own unique features.

So, what Master Huan meant was to move in and understand everything about it thoroughly.

After our hotel is completed and we start decorating it, we will know how to do it.

"Master Huan, this trick of yours is really cool!" Sun Yue immediately gave him a thumbs up.

"I don't think I can understand much after living here for a month. How about living here for a year?"

Yang Huan stood up suddenly and was about to slap him, scaring the boy so much that he ran away as fast as the wind.

He kept laughing along the way, saying that Young Master Huan didn't mean to hit him and so on.

"If you run slower, I'll break your legs!" Yang Huan threatened, pointing at his back.

Long Wu came up and said, "Master Huan, he always says he has three legs. Which one do you want to hit?"

Yang Huan exclaimed and looked at Long Wu in disbelief. This kid has really become a bad boy.

However, it is better to learn bad things.

Our Young Master Huan is not a good person, so of course he can't have good people under him.

How hard is it to be a good person these days?

Yang Huan laughed, "Next time you see it, just interrupt the one in the middle!"

"I understand!" Long Wu's face was full of joy. He had disliked this guy for a long time.

Interrupt the one in the middle and let him become the Nine Thousand Year Old!

Just at this moment, the cell phone rang.

Yang Huan took it out and saw that it was Charlene Lahri calling him.