Chapter 50 Handsome guy, are you an adult?

"Hey, you little brat, how can you talk to your dad like that?"

Yang Wenfeng turned slightly, leaving only his side view to everyone in the conference room, pretending to be scolding his son.

Many people in the conference room were laughing secretly. Everyone knew that our President Yang, who was so powerful and could make thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people unemployed with just a wave of his hand, just couldn't control his own precious son.

Yang Huan on the other end of the phone yawned loudly. "No more words, you disturbed my sleep, compensation of 100 million, remember to transfer it over. Now I'll give you one minute, tell me what you want to say, I still need to sleep."

"You bastard, one hundred million? Are you blackmailing me?"

"There are still fifty seconds left." Yang Huan said with a yawn.

"I..." Yang Wenfeng was really at a loss. Okay, sleeping is more important than me, you're awesome!

"I called you just to ask if it is possible to introduce your WeChat account to China?"

"Introduce it domestically?" Yang Huan became excited when he heard it. He had been planning this for a long time, so the studio is developing a Chinese version. Not only a Chinese version, but also a Japanese version, a Korean version, and versions in other languages.

"I'm not trying to discourage you, Dad. The people in your company are just not capable of handling this kind of high technology."

"I..." If Yang Huan was standing in front of him now, Yang Wenfeng swore that he would smash his head. Have you ever seen a son slander his father like this?

But Yang Huan changed the subject and said, "However, if you are really interested, I can consider cooperating with you. I will provide the manpower and you will take care of the rest. I will own 60% of the company's shares and you will own 40%."

"Fuck, you are cheating me!" Yang Wenfeng couldn't help it. "You only provide a few people, and I will pay for everything else. Why do you get 60% and I get 40%?"

"If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, forget it. If you want to enter this kind of high-tech industry, you must have this kind of Internet thinking. Do you know what Internet thinking is?"

Yang Wenfeng was speechless, he really didn't understand.

"I know you don't understand. Let me tell you, one of the most important concepts of Internet thinking is that talent is the most important. So what if you have money? If you have the ability, why don't you create a WeChat account yourself and give it a try!"

"Also, don't think that's the end of the story. If you want to introduce the Chinese version of my WeChat, OK, give me another 200 million yuan, and I promise to start operating it in China in a week. As for the server, the company's operating funds, etc., you are responsible for everything."

Yang Wenfeng didn't know where to start. He really didn't understand how to use the Internet.

But then I thought, isn't my money the same as this brat's money?

Seeing how much money he spent in the UK, it doesn't seem to be wasted.

"Okay, 200 million, you develop a Chinese version." Yang Wenfeng immediately decided, "I will take care of the domestic affairs."

"Hey, Dad, don't worry. I've almost prepared the Chinese version. I'll arrange for a few people to return to China. You can help set up a company, and I'll be in charge of the management. Just wait and count the money."

"Are you really so confident?" Yang Wenfeng was also happy. Two or three hundred million was nothing to him.

"I'll tell you a secret. I'm going to hold another press conference in a few days. The focus will be on entering the South American market. Then we'll launch a game. If it does well, you can just sit at home and wait for your share of the spoils!"

"Divide the loot?" Yang Wenfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You little brat, you make us father and son act like robbers."

"It's the same principle, it's the same principle. Robbers rob others of their money when they are unwilling to do so, but we make others give us money willingly. Don't you think it's the same principle?" Yang Huan said with a sophistry smile.

Yang Wenfeng was at a loss. "Forget it. You are right anyway. Do whatever you want. I will do my best to cooperate with you."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Wenfeng tore off his helplessness in front of his son, put on the majesty of the Yang Group, and told all the executives about the unequal treaty he and his son had just signed.

Of course, he exaggerated this unequal treaty to be very high-end and classy.

Finally, he emphasized, "We must do our best to cooperate with this company!"

At the Grand Harbour Hotel in Southampton, England, Yang Huan yawned, jumped off the bed, ran to the bedroom opposite, got into the quilt, hugged Zhang Ning from behind, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and closed his eyes.

"My father is so easy to deceive. Fortunately, I am his son. Otherwise, I would have been cheated out of all my wealth without knowing it."

Zhang Ning was actually pretending to be asleep. He chuckled and couldn't help laughing.

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In the morning, when Yang Huan walked out of the hotel room, Zhang Ning, who had not slept all night, finally fell asleep peacefully.

After leaving the room, Yang Huan went directly to the hotel’s sea view balcony.

At this time, the hotel waiter had already brought a hearty breakfast and several newspapers.

Yang Huan was eating breakfast and reading the newspaper while appreciating the beautiful scenery of the Test River in the distance, but his mood did not improve.

Last night, Southampton went to London and lost 0:1 to Milton away.

The predecessor of this team was the Crazy Gang Wimbledon. After moving to Milton, it has been staying in the lower-level leagues.

Because Ibrahimovic has just joined the team, Bielsa has temporarily shelved the Swedish center forward, and the frontcourt still uses the attacking combination of James Rodriguez, Lambert, Chamberlain and Adam Lallana.

This time, the team gave up veteran Jose Fonte in the backcourt and boldly used French teenager Varane to partner with Benatia. They also gave up Daniel Harding on the left and chose David Alaba.

Southampton continued with their previous crazy attack tactics and still pressed Milton, but this time it was a pass error by goalkeeper Kevin Davis that led to Varane's stop being intercepted, resulting in a single-handed goal loss.

Therefore, this morning, almost most newspapers were worried about Southampton's current predicament. Some even believed that Southampton's spending in the transfer market this summer did not improve the team's overall strength.

Charlene Lahri, a reporter for The Southern Echo, wrote an article in support of Southampton.

"In the past three games, Southampton has played amazing attacking football, with more than 60 percent possession in each game, which is quite amazing, and the only thing they lack is a goal."

"If you have watched all three games, you will definitely feel that this team is taking shape and the performance is becoming more and more cohesive. At least the team's passing is much better than in the first game."

"We have every reason to believe that with Bielsa's tactical philosophy being instilled into the minds of every player in the team and the addition of top striker Ibrahimovic, Southampton will soon see an explosion."

When Yang Huan saw this, he couldn't help but smile.

"This little girl is really righteous. I love you so much."

Thinking of this, Yang Huan picked up the phone and called directly.

"What are you doing?" Yang Huan didn't say who he was.

"I'm changing clothes..." replied Charlene Lahiri on the other end of the phone.

When Yang Huan heard this, the memory immediately came to his mind.

Charlene Lahiri also realized that she had said something wrong. "What's the matter?"

Yang Huan chuckled, "Nothing much, I just think your report is quite to my taste, so I want to invite you. I will hold another press conference in a few days, you can follow the whole process."

"Really?" Charlene Lahiri was a little surprised. "Who?"

"Neymar!"

"Neymar? Which Neymar?" Charlene Lahiri was a little speechless.

Yang Huan slapped his forehead. Why was this girl so startled? "Come on, how many Neymars are there in the world?"

Isn’t it just about introducing Neymar?

Is it necessary to be so surprised?

"Chelsea's failed attempt to bring in Neymar from Santos?"

"nonsense!"

Charlene? When Lahiri heard this, his breathing became heavier and he became a little excited.

Although Neymar is not as dazzling as Ibrahimovic, this star is regarded as the hope of Brazilian football in the next ten years. He is favored by countless top teams and is eager to sign him. Chelsea has been pursuing him madly this summer, but Santos rejected Chelsea's offer.

Could it be that Southampton actually used money to get Neymar?

That would be a big deal. Just because Chelsea failed to attract players, Southampton’s signing will shock the entire English football world!

Moreover, Neymar and Ibrahimovic are paired together, which is simply the forward configuration of a top team!

It would be fine if she didn't think about it, but when she thought about it, Charlene Lahiri felt a little dizzy.

"Do you want it or not?" Yang Huan was getting a little impatient.

"Yes, why not!"

Yang Huan hummed, then suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile, "By the way, you are changing clothes, can you take a picture in front of the mirror for me?"

"Get lost, you big pervert!" After saying that, Charlene Lahri hung up the phone.

Ever since he knew my measurements, he has been bringing up the number 36. This guy is so shameless.

But when she thought about it, she was not angry at being teased by a man like this. Instead, she felt shy and a little strange in her heart.

After Yang Huan hung up the phone, he was still smiling, and his mood, which had been bad due to the team's loss, had improved a lot.

Only then did I remember the Swedish fan named Andreas Ihahn who arrived yesterday. He seemed to be staying in the Grand Harbour Hotel, which was arranged by Yang Huan personally.

"Hey, Lao Wu, go and call your Swede named Andreas Ihahn. Let's meet him while I'm in a good mood." Yang Huan called Long Wu.

A few minutes later, Long Wu came to the sea view balcony with Andres Ihan, who looked tired and had messy hair, and was obviously pulled out of bed.

When Yang Huan saw him, he thought he was pleasing to the eye, so he pointed to the opposite side. The waiter had already brought an extra breakfast.

"Come, please sit down."

Andres Ihahn looked at Yang Huan in amazement. He had imagined many things about the founder of WeChat, but he swore that he had never thought that the founder of WeChat would be so young.

Even young enough that he really wanted to ask, handsome guy, are you an adult?

"I heard that you wanted to see me?" Yang Huan looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

He has the tall stature of a Nordic man, but he doesn't look big and strong. Instead, he looks thin and gentle.

"Yes, I am the Chief Technology Officer of SoundPaper, responsible for building the technology behind the service."

"Sound Breaking Sky?" Yang Huan thought about it and realized he didn't recognize this company.

I'll use my phone to check the background of this company.

This is no wonder. Although Sheng Potian is very famous in the world, it does not have much business in China.

"After I saw the WeChat app you designed, I was eager to have a good chat with you. I hope I can learn something from it because I also have an interesting idea."

"Oh?" Yang Huan was also a little interested after hearing this, "Tell me about it."

It's an interesting idea that could get someone to fly all the way from Stockholm, Sweden to Southampton.

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