Chapter 619 Is it true?

An extended version of the gold Lagonda Conqueror quickly drove into Southampton's St. Mary's Stadium.

I parked the car steadily at the gate and a security guard immediately came up to open the door.

Then I saw Yang Huan, dressed in a suit and tie, getting out of the car, buttoning his suit with one hand.

The reporters who had been lying in ambush outside the wall of St. Mary's Stadium suddenly saw a flash of spotlights, and many of them even screamed.

"Oh my God, is Master Huan going on a honeymoon or to Africa? Why is he so tanned?"

"Chocolate color, I like it!"

"Hei is so handsome even though he is black. So charming!"

"A bunch of idiots!"

Yang Huan ignored the noisy group of reporters outside the wall. After a quick glance, he walked up the stairs.

Peter Kenyon, Ron Gourlay, Bielsa and others who had been waiting for a long time came out to greet them. They met at the gate, and without saying a word, they went straight in.

"Why are there so many reporters outside now?"

As soon as he entered the conference room, Yang Huan came to the window, gently pressed down the blinds, glanced outside the wall, and found that there were more than 20 reporters squatting outside, and he was a little surprised.

Peter Kenyon and Ron Gourlay looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"Master Huan, things are different now. We are now the defending champions of the Premier League!" Peter Kenyon laughed.

This remark immediately caused everyone in the conference room to burst into laughter.

But behind the laughter is a strong sense of confidence.

It took Southampton three years to climb step by step from a third-tier team in England to the throne of the Premier League champions. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a miracle!

Yang Huan also smiled and released his hand from the blinds. With a swish, the blinds returned to normal.

"It seems like I'll have to get used to being followed by the paparazzi from now on!"

This remark immediately made everyone present laugh, and many people even took the opportunity to flatter him.

"Master Huan, even if we didn't win the Premier League title, the paparazzi would still be paying close attention to your every move!"

"That's right. Anything you say can make the front page of tomorrow's newspapers."

"I think that these reporters outside are probably mostly here for Young Master Huan!"

Yang Huan smiled and waved his hand to stop the group of guys from taking pictures.

Damn, my butt is swollen from being spanked. If you don’t stop, you’ll get beaten with a stick.

"Peter, how was the talk with Barcelona?" Yang Huan returned to his seat, sat down and asked.

As soon as the topic got serious, there was a sudden silence in the conference room, and everyone looked at Peter Kenyon.

The bald man nodded slightly. "It went very smoothly. Barcelona agreed almost as soon as we offered the price."

"Tell me about it!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

"Barcelona paid Neymar's transfer fee in the form of player plus cash. Our original request was Alexis Sanchez plus 140 million euros in cash, and Barcelona officials basically agreed, but there were some troubles with the payment method." Peter Kenyon said at the end, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"What's the trouble?"

"According to the agreement, they should pay us 70 million euros first, and the remaining 70 million euros will be paid next year. However, Rosell tried every possible way to raise funds, even selling Thiago to Bayern Munich for 20 million euros, and only raised 60 million euros at most."

When Yang Huan heard this, he was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

To be honest, when it comes to manipulating capital and money, ten Rosells are no match for one Florentino.

No matter how Real Madrid fans denounce Florentino, or even belittle him, no one can deny that without Florentino, Real Madrid would have become something else.

"Yesterday, Rosell called me again and suggested using more players to make up the 10 million euros."

As soon as Peter Kenyon said this, the conference room exploded.

"What does this mean, Roselle?"

“I didn’t expect Barcelona to be so poor that they can’t even come up with 10 million euros!”

"How about using Iniesta as a 10 million to make up the number?"

"Uh, come on, we don't need Iniesta!"

Yang Huan couldn't help but smile at everyone's jokes.

He looked at Peter Kenyon again, "Who is he going to use to make up the numbers?"

"Villa!"

"Nimh!" Yang Huan started cursing without even thinking.

Use Villa to make up the numbers?

He, Russell, is so beautiful!

When Barcelona introduced the 29-year-old Villa from Valencia for a high price of 40 million euros, this deal was criticized by the outside world and was considered not cost-effective at all.

Now three years have passed, and Villa is about to turn 32 years old. Barcelona still wants to use Villa to raise 10 million?

Everyone else present also felt that it was not worth it, because Villa was of no use to Southampton.

Yang Huan sat on the sofa and searched for Barcelona's first-team roster on his mobile phone, looking from top to bottom and selecting one by one.

To be honest, there aren't many people he likes.

"Tell Roselle to use him to make up the 10 million euros!"

Yang Huan pushed the phone forward, and Peter Kenyon leaned over to take a look, and it turned out to be Montoya.

"Master Huan, we don't lack a right-back!" Bielsa immediately shook his head.

With a Danilo with outstanding attacking power and Azpilicueta with solid defense, Southampton's right side is as stable as a rock. What's the point of adding Montoya?

"I know, Simeone wants it!"

Simeone had previously revealed that he was not very satisfied with Gino Peruzzi and wanted to bring in another right-back.

Juanfran is only 28 years old and in his prime, but Atletico Madrid will have to deal with three fronts next. Having only one unreliable Gino Peruzzi is really not enough.

Therefore, if we introduce a Montoya with greater potential, as long as he is cultivated, even if he cannot replace Juanfran, he can at least be a qualified substitute, right?

Besides, all of Europe is optimistic about Montoya, and there is a reason for that.

After hearing what Master Huan said, everyone immediately understood that Montoya was prepared for Atletico Madrid.

Think about it, exchanging 10 million euros for Montoya is quite a bargain.

"Okay, I'll contact Bartomeu right away!" Peter Kenyon agreed immediately.

Only then did Yang Huan nod.

"A few days ago, when I was on vacation in Qatar, I received a call from Florentino. He talked to me about Neymar's transfer. I told him clearly that Neymar would go to Barcelona!"

Everyone nodded frequently.

"Florentino told me that he understood our decision but that he wanted us to sell Gareth Bale to Real Madrid."

At this point, Yang Huan smiled slightly and asked, "Guess how much they offered?"

The crowd present suddenly became lively.

"Preliminary estimate: 60 million euros."

"Impossible. Manchester City has already offered 70 million euros. If Real Madrid offers another 60 million, isn't that asking for trouble?"

"I think it should be around 80 million euros."

But when everyone looked at Young Master Huan again, they found that he was still smiling, drinking water and shaking his head.

"More than that?" Ron Gourlay was stunned.

Yang Huan nodded, still smiling.

"Ninety million euros?" Peter Kenyon guessed again.

But Master Huan still shook his head.

"Could it be... one hundred million?" Ron Gourlay could no longer sit still.

But Master Huan was still shaking his head!

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

Wow, one hundred million, not just that?

What is going on?

This world isn't crazy, is it?

When Yang Huan saw everyone’s reactions, he immediately stood up and laughed.

"I told Florentino that we had already let Neymar go, so it was impossible for us to let Gareth Bale go. So, even though Manchester City offered a whopping 70 million euros, we still refused!"

When everyone heard this, they were all dumbfounded.

What Master Huan said is all true!

Anyone or any team can find out the truth by just asking around in the transfer market.

But how much did Real Madrid offer?

“Two hundred million euros!”

"What?"

As soon as Young Master Huan finished speaking, everyone present exclaimed in surprise, and many of them stood up directly.

Two hundred million euros?

Oh my god, oh my god, this is too crazy.

Spend 200 million euros to bring in Gareth Bale?

My heart, I can't breathe!

It's simply unimaginable!

Who would believe that Real Madrid would spend 200 million euros to sign Gareth Bale? How is that possible?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Many people present immediately shook their heads, thinking that this was completely unrealistic.

After Gareth Bale joined Southampton, his commercial value has indeed increased a lot, and he has signed many sponsorship contracts, but the problem is that no matter his playing style or appearance, or even the national team, he cannot be compared with Neymar.

If Neymar's value soaring to 160 million euros amid the crazy bidding between the two giants of the Spanish Super League was already considered quite crazy, then Gareth Bale being sold for 200 million euros was simply outrageous.

"Master Huan, are you sure that Florentino offered 200 million euros?"

Peter Kenyon had to ask Yang Huan with a wry smile, he felt that this was totally unrealistic.

That’s 200 million euros, no small sum!

But Yang Huan was very sure and nodded affirmatively, "He did indeed offer 200 million euros!"

Seeing Young Master Huan's serious look, everyone present was stunned and looked at each other in disbelief. They obviously felt that this was simply crazy.

Could it be that Florentino took the wrong medicine?

Otherwise, why would they offer 200 million euros for Gareth Bale?

When Yang Huan saw how surprised everyone was, he immediately laughed, obviously feeling that his prank had succeeded.

When everyone present heard the laughter, they immediately realized that they had been fooled.

"Master Huan, you really scared me to death!"

"Yeah, I thought Florentino really offered 200 million euros!"

"If he dares to open it, no matter who it is, I think it must be sold!"

"Yes, that's 200 million euros, it would be a shame not to sell it!"

"I also think it's outrageous. Two hundred million euros is not realistic at all!"

Everyone was talking about it and they all thought it was impossible.

But Yang Huan shook his head and said very seriously: "I am laughing not because I am lying. Florentino did indeed make a transfer offer of 200 million pounds, which will be paid in two years. 130 million euros will be paid in the first year, and the remaining 70 million euros will be paid next year."

After hearing what Master Huan said, everyone present widened their eyes, obviously unable to believe it.

Could it be... true?

Did Florentino really offer a transfer offer of 200 million euros?

But just when they were about to believe it, Yang Huan laughed again.

"It's just that Florentino hopes that we can make the most of our excellent quality of small profits but quick turnover, buy one get one free!" r1148