Chapter 32 Am I Easy?

"Manager Sun."

Zhu Liangcheng ran to Sun Yue's office panting, holding on to the door frame while gasping for breath.

Sun Yue was half lying with his legs crossed on the desk, eating his favorite old-style pickled cabbage noodles with a slurping sound. He didn't expect that he could buy this treasure in faraway England. It was so cool!

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the person coming was Zhu Liangcheng, he didn't even raise his head and continued to eat his noodles with relish.

"Master Huan asked me to tell you that he wants you to accompany him to Staplewood. He's waiting for you in the parking lot. Go now!"

"What?" Sun Yue almost fell down, "Master Huan?"

"Yes, it's urgent. He has already set off."

"Oops!" Sun Yue threw the pickled cabbage noodles on the table without thinking. The soup splashed all over the table and he didn't care anymore.

This gentleman is an impatient person. He will do whatever he thinks of and will not tolerate any delay.

Just as Sun Yue was running for his life and rushed out of the door of the stadium's administrative office, he saw Yang Huan's Bentley driving forward quickly.

"Master Huan, wait for me!" Sun Yue rushed out of the door quickly, but could only see the taillights of the Bentley.

"Damn it, why did the driver speed up so quickly this time?" Sun Yue cursed, panting.

He quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a few numbers.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off!"

Wow, no way, turning off the phone at this critical moment?

"It's urgent. How urgent is it?"

Just at this moment, Sun Yue's cell phone rang. When he looked at it, it was Long Wu's number.

"Hey, Fifth Brother."

Ever since he saw Long Wu throwing out the bodyguards of the rich second generation from London one by one that day, he has been both respectful and fearful of Long Wu, and his attitude has changed a lot. He is afraid that he will accidentally anger this martial arts master and be thrown out of the hotel.

Then it becomes Angry Birds!

"Sun Yue, it's me, Yang Huan. Come to Staplewood quickly. Hurry up. It's urgent."

"Okay, but, Master Huan, I don't have a car..." Before he could finish, the person on the other end hung up.

Sun Yue looked at the screen of his mobile phone and felt like crying. Oh my god, I am unfamiliar with the place and it is so far from here to Staplewood. How can I get there?

Most taxis in the UK need to be booked in advance, and the chances of hailing a taxi on the street at the last minute are extremely low.

Originally Southampton had a shuttle bus, but Zhang Ning was in Wangjiang Pavilion, and Yang Huan took pity on her and sent the driver to Zhang Ning.

Thinking of Zhang Ning, Sun Yue quickly made a phone call.

"Hello, Sister Ning, it's me, Xiao Sun. Do you need a car now?"

"What, you're at Southampton University?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, you go ahead and do your thing, I'm not important, I'll find another way."

After Sun Yue hung up the phone, he wanted to cry.

Zhang Ning is not here, Nicola Cortes is not here, who else can he turn to for help?

There are no buses to the other side of the Test River either!

After much thought, Sun Yue decided to go to the pier and take the ferry.

"Hey, Sun Yue, are you getting it yet?"

As soon as he walked out of the door of St. Mary's Stadium, Yang Huan called again.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, just wait a little longer, it will be there soon."

There is no other choice but to run!

He ran from St. Mary's Stadium to the pier one kilometer away, waited for a ferry, crossed the Test River, got off the boat, figured out the direction, and continued running. He ran for three kilometers before he arrived at the door of Staplewood.

When he was squatting at the door, panting and almost unable to stand up, Yang Huan's Bentley finally arrived.

"Oh, you're so fast?" Yang Huan opened the door and got out of the car by himself, and smiled happily when he saw Sun Yue.

Sun Yue stood up and pointed at Yang Huan, who threw a bottle of water over to him and said, "Don't be anxious. Drink some water first and talk slowly."

Taking the water, Sun Yue unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it in big gulps. He choked and kept coughing.

"Don't worry, don't worry, drink slowly, there's no rush."

Sun Yue finally managed to catch his breath, "Master Huan, why did you come to me so urgently? What's the matter?"

"Oh, there is a big thing. I heard that someone is spreading rumors that I have a weird temper and like to be flattered. What do you think I should do?"

puff!

Before Sun Yue finished listening, he spat out a mouthful of saliva. Long Wu, who was playing a mobile game nearby, reacted very quickly and stood in front of Yang Huan, and the saliva sprayed on his suit.

"You sprayed me with water? I'm rebelling against you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, Master Huan, Fifth Brother, I'll help you wipe it off, don't be angry, Fifth Brother." Sun Yue was really panicked this time. He had offended Long Wu, and he didn't know when his neck would be broken. It was too scary.

Long Wu didn't care. He casually patted the water droplets on his suit and went aside to cut fruit.

"Master Huan, who said you like to listen to other people flattering you?" Sun Yue looked as if he was ready to fight that man to the death.

Yang Huan waved his hand and said, "Forget it. I've already taught him a lesson. I won't take it seriously anymore."

"Oh, that's because you are so magnanimous, Master Huan. If I knew who was saying bad things about you, Master Huan, I would break his neck, kick his balls, and throw him to the gay bar to pick up soap."

After hearing this, Long Wu, who was concentrating on playing the game, couldn't help but look up, feeling a little creepy. It really fits the popular saying.

No Zuo No Die!

Yang Huan laughed and nodded, "Okay, it's settled."

"From today on, if anyone tries to suck up to me, I will break his neck, kick his balls, and throw him to a gay bar to pick up soap!"

After saying that, Yang Huan called Long Wu and walked into the Staplewood training base.

Sun Yue hurriedly followed behind him with a bitter look on his face. Oh my God, is it wrong to flatter the boss and try to please him?

Am I easy?

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"Master Huan."

As soon as I arrived at the temporary office of Staplewood Training Base and found Nicola Cortes, I immediately met seven or eight engineers and architects from Yang Group who were from China. They will make appropriate adjustments based on Southampton's previous design drawings of Staplewood Training Base.

As soon as these people saw Yang Huan, they immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Well, now you're here, please sit down. I'm just here to listen." Yang Huan waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down.

He also sat aside and didn't say anything.

Nicola Cortes is discussing with domestic experts whether to build an indoor training ground.

It rains a lot in the UK all year round and it snows in winter. The ground under each training ground not only requires very complete drainage and geothermal facilities, but also has high requirements for the turf. Therefore, it is very necessary to build an indoor training ground.

Yang Huan also thought it was easy at first, isn't it just an indoor training ground? It only takes up a few thousand square meters of floor space.

But that’s not the case at all!

Because it is an indoor training ground, there cannot be even one supporting pillar in the entire training ground. There are even requirements for the height of the training ground. It cannot be built too low, otherwise a player might kick the ceiling directly with his foot, right?

Therefore, the investment in indoor training grounds is not cheap, and even many Premier League teams do not have them. For example, Arsenal's newly built Colney training base and Chelsea's newly built Cobham training base are not equipped with indoor training grounds.

Considering the construction difficulty and financial budget, we were stuck on the issue of whether to build it or not. After a long discussion, we still couldn't come up with a good solution.

"What did Bielsa say?" Yang Huan suddenly interrupted and asked Nicola Cortes.

"Bielsa believes that given England's climate, an indoor training ground is necessary, at least the old one should be kept for use by the first team," replied Nicola Cortes.

"Why keep the old one? Build a new one, not just for the first team, but two for the youth team as well!"

"Ah?" Nicholas Cortes was a little speechless. Building one was painful enough, let alone building three at once?

"Yes, Master Huan, if we build three at once, the budget will be greatly overspent." The engineer from China also reminded.

"If it's overbudget, then it's overbudget. Since we have to build it now, let's build it all at once to avoid hammering and banging here later, which would be an eyesore!" Yang Huan answered as a matter of course.

He likes to do things cleanly and efficiently. Since it has to be done sooner or later, it might be cheaper to do it now.

"What about the indoor football stadium proposed by Jorge Bernardo Griffa?" Nicola Cortes asked again.

Unlike indoor training grounds, indoor football stadiums are mainly used for five-person or seven-person indoor football games.

In South America, this kind of small indoor football is very popular. Many stars come from indoor football, such as Ronaldo and Robinho, almost all of whom come from indoor football.

"Build!" Yang Huan made the decision without thinking.

"The swimming pool, the medical center, the news building..."

"Build, build them all!"

Nicholas Cortes was a little overwhelmed. How much does this cost, sir?

"Master Huan, in this case, 30 million pounds is definitely not enough." The engineer said with embarrassment.

Yang Huan smiled and said, "That's easy. You can design a drawing, make a budget, and then give it to me."

The tone of voice sounded as if it didn't matter how much more it exceeded.

"I only have one request!" Yang Huan stood up and leaned over to stare at everyone present. "I want a world-class, most advanced and most complete training base. I want to provide the best environment for all the players who come to Southampton so that they can play and train for the team without any worries."

"Perhaps, in the short term, this may require us to invest an extra 10 or 20 million, or even 30 or 40 million, but in the long run, this will have a very positive and profound impact on the future of Southampton."

Everyone looked at Yang Huan. Some understood what he said, while some did not.

Nicholas Cortes understood, and he also knew what Yang Huan was thinking.

Yang Huan's ambition is to build the best team in professional football, with the best stars and a good training base. Sooner or later, even the stadium will be the best.

I have to say that this is a very ambitious goal and ideal.

At this moment, he felt excited that he had met such an ambitious boss.

"Okay, then let's overturn all the ideas we just had and come up with a new plan based on Master Huan's ideas and assumptions."

Yang Huan patted Nicholas Cortes on the shoulder and walked out of the temporary office.

Coming out of the temporary office, the first-team training ground is just opposite and is isolated from the outside world by barbed wire.

This can also prevent the football from being kicked away.

The biggest difference between Bielsa and Alan Pardew is that all his training revolves around football, but to Yang Huan's surprise, Bielsa is not the protagonist on the training ground. He has been squatting on the sidelines and watching silently.

This posture is his signature posture when directing a game. I didn’t expect that he would do the same during training.

The entire training was handed over to 62-year-old Luis Borini. This white-haired old man had a loud voice and spoke with full energy, giving people a very energetic and motivated feeling.

Yang Huan didn't say anything either, just stood outside the barbed wire and watched silently.

He found that in just a few days, under the training of Bielsa and others, the team already looked quite capable.

However, several new players have not yet reported to the team. I wonder if this will affect the team's preparations at the beginning of the season.

Thinking of this, Yang Huan also felt that the recruitment of players for the new season should be accelerated.

At this moment, the phone in my pocket rang again.

The caller ID showed it was Raiola again.

It seems that there is good news again!

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