Chapter 892 Master Huan, you are awesome!

The snow fell for three days and finally stopped on Christmas evening.

This also made Yang Huan and others breathe a sigh of relief, as it finally stopped.

While the entire European continent and even the whole world are immersed in the joy of Christmas, Glory Square in Southampton is still busy and brightly lit, and every store is still busy preparing for tomorrow's shopping carnival.

Not only these businesses, but even the management and security personnel of Glory Plaza cancelled their vacations and all stayed on duty.

Moreover, the Southampton Police Department will also arrange personnel to arrive at the scene tomorrow to help maintain order.

Of course, these policemen have to pay an appearance fee.

Yes, appearance fee, Yang Huan thought this term was pretty good.

In almost every home game, Southampton needs to rent some policemen to maintain order on the scene, but this time the scene to deal with is bigger and there are more people.

Standing in the office upstairs in the Saints' House, looking out through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows at the Glory Square on the other side of the river.

Watching the lights in the shops dimming one by one, before I knew it, it was already late at night.

"Let's go, Lao Wu!" Yang Huan turned and walked out of the office.

Although the snow has stopped, it is still very cold outside.

Yang Huan was wearing a thick down jacket. When he stepped on the snow on the ground, the snow made a crunching sound which was quite pleasant.

In the early morning, sanitation workers will come to clean up the snow to avoid affecting tomorrow's business.

Yang Huan had just arrived at the downstairs gate when he saw two electric patrol cars specially used for the square parked at the gate.

Peter Kenyon, Ron Gourley, Nicholas Cortez and several leaders of the square were all in the car.

As soon as they saw Yang Huan, they all got out of the car and shouted, "Master Huan!"

"Well, everyone has worked hard!" Yang Huan nodded in praise.

"If it's not hard, how can we be hard?"

"That's right, Master Huan is the one who has to work hard."

Yang Huan listened to them flattering him one by one, smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry, as long as everyone works together to make this carnival a success, I will definitely not treat Dachu unfairly."

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt motivated, "Thank you, Master Huan!"

"Okay, let's go!"

After saying that, Yang Huan and Long Wu got on a patrol car in front, turned in another direction, and drove towards Glory Square.

There are only two ways to enter and exit Glory Square. One is from the Underwater Hotel, but that way is only for the guests of the Underwater Hotel. Therefore, the bridge connecting the Royal Dock is the main passage.

There is a security duty room at the bridgehead, with people on duty 24 hours a day.

In addition to the duty room, there are also fixed duty posts in the square, and a security team will be arranged to patrol inside and outside the square regularly.

This part is all contracted to a professional British security company, and the security facilities are very complete.

What Yang Huan has to do now is to visit the security guards and square staff who cannot go home to be with their families on Christmas Eve, and give them a hot midnight snack freshly baked from Wangjiang Pavilion and a Christmas gift as a token of his appreciation.

Many people will definitely be dissatisfied that they cannot go home to spend time with their families during Christmas, but instead have to be on duty and do things in the square.

The purpose of Yang Huan's move was, on the one hand, to comfort them, and on the other hand, to tell them that it's not just you, but I, the big boss, am also the same as you. I did not go home and am fighting on the front line with you.

There is no way. This shopping carnival will be the first shot fired at Glory Plaza. How can Yang Huan not take it seriously?

After finally visiting the square to express our condolences, Christmas had passed and Boxing Day came quietly.

When Yang Huan was about to leave Glory Plaza, he found that there were already people at the entrance of Harrods department store.

She was a British woman pushing a stroller. She looked to be in her early thirties, but she was a little fat.

"What's going on?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

"Master Huan, come and queue up."

"Queue?" Yang Huan was a little surprised. What time is it now?

I looked at the time in the duty room. Wow, it’s just past midnight, okay?

Is there anyone queuing up now?

The security guard chuckled, "I just asked her, and she said that on Boxing Day every year, the stores that offer the biggest discounts are usually selling out their inventory. Once the inventory is sold out, it's gone. So, if you come across some popular products, you have to queue up to get them."

Is this true or false?

Yang Huan really didn't know, he had no experience in this area at all.

"Hey, someone else is coming!"

Looking in the direction of the security guard's hand, I saw, as expected, more figures appeared on the opposite side, and there were four or five of them. I could vaguely hear them saying in surprise that there were people who arrived earlier than them.

But the target of these four or five young people was obviously not Harrods, but Apple's official flagship store in the distance.

Gradually, more and more people came to Glory Square, and almost all of them came in groups.

Especially after three o'clock in the morning, people kept pouring in.

The parking lot outside the Royal Pier was filled with private cars that had come from far away. Many of them were parked directly on the roadside, forcing the security guards to come out to maintain order.

Yang Huan stood in the office of the Saints' House, looking at the endless stream of people coming and going at his feet, and he finally felt relieved.

With so many people, it shouldn't be too bad, right?

Just then, Peter Kenyon, Nicholas Cortes and others walked in.

"Master Huan."

Yang Huan turned around and asked with concern: "How is it?"

"According to preliminary estimates, at least 4,000 people have entered."

"More than 4,000 people?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

What time is it now? It's not even five o'clock yet and more than 4,000 people have already entered?

"We have already informed the hotel. If tourists are included, the estimated number of people will be around 5,000, and the number is still increasing." Peter Kenyon is also very excited now.

So many people have come before the business officially opens, which shows that business will definitely be good today.

"So which shops are more popular?" Yang Huan asked curiously.

"Harrods ranked first, which was within our expectations. The second largest queue was at the Apple flagship store. Apple did not hold promotions in the UK on Black Friday and Christmas, but it held a promotion here on Boxing Day, and consumers flocked to it."

Yang Huan smiled slightly and nodded.

"In addition, there are many people queuing up at our Saints fan shop. We have also launched a special commemorative edition series of world champion fan items, which should also be very popular."

On December 20th, Southampton defeated other opponents in the Club World Cup, won the Club World Cup without any trouble and became the world champions.

However, Yang Huan had to supervise Inter Milan's match against Juventus in Italy at that time, and there was almost no suspense in this event, so Yang Huan did not participate with the team.

But for Saints fans, this is a world championship, so it is naturally of great significance.

The club also made preparations early and specially launched a world champion commemorative edition of fan supplies. It released the news and accepted pre-orders before, but scheduled the official sale to be on Boxing Day.

"Master Huan, the merchants have also responded enthusiastically. They didn't expect so many people to come. They are worried that it will be overcrowded, so they hope to open two hours earlier to give these consumers more time."

According to normal business hours, it should open at nine in the morning.

Two hours earlier, that's seven o'clock.

Yang Huan thought this was not a big problem. "You can arrange it yourselves. If you need to advance it, do so. If you need to postpone it, do so."

"Well, okay!" Peter Kenyon nodded.

"By the way, where is Wangjiang Pavilion?"

“It’s open for business now!”

When Yang Huan heard this, he cursed with a smile, "Damn it," and then he started laughing.

No wonder, even though the weather is so cold now, these consumers have come early. Wangjiang Pavilion opened so early, so business must be booming. Huang Tianshun really has a good business sense.

After seeing off Peter Kenyon and others, Yang Huan still stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and observed.

When the first rays of morning glow broke through the eastern sky, more than eight thousand people had gathered in Glory Square. Braving the biting cold wind, they lined up in long queues outside the shop doors, unwilling to be outdone.

This even surprised the TV and newspaper reporters who came specially to report on the incident. Isn't this too outrageous?

"Do you know? There are less than 3,000 people queuing in front of the most famous department store on London's Oxford Street!"

Charlene Lahiri looked at the long queue in front of her with amazement and shook her head in amazement.

She found this quite surprising.

Remember, that's Oxford Street and this is just Southampton!

More importantly, looking at the situation, consumers are still pouring in from all directions.

If this continues, I'm afraid the bridgehead will have to start restricting consumers from entering. Otherwise, the enthusiastic consumers will probably crowd the Glory Plaza to pieces.

"They all have 3,000, and we only have over 8,000. It's too little!"

Master Huan was in an extremely good mood at this time, and he even started to feel like joking.

Charlene Lahri glared at Master Huan unhappily, as if to say, are you kidding me?

That’s Oxford Street, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money. What about you?

Southampton is quite popular now, but compared with the business district in London's West End, the gap is really huge.

Of course, it is estimated that this is also because Glory Plaza is doing everything it can to promote sales this time, using super-large discounts to attract consumers. In addition, shopping can accumulate Saints fan points, which can be exchanged for free tickets and season tickets. The attraction is really huge.

Not to mention the local fans of Southampton, even fans from the surrounding areas and even London flocked to the game.

"Hey, let me take you shopping later?" Yang Huan bumped into Charlene Lahri's shoulder.

"What are you shopping for?"

"Asprey's diamond necklace originally cost more than 20,000 pounds, but now it's discounted to just over 10,000."

Charlene Lahiri almost went berserk.

"My dear Master Huan, you are teasing me on purpose, right? I am a child from a poor family and cannot afford such expensive luxury goods!"

Not to mention the original price of more than 20,000 pounds, even if it was only more than 10,000 after a discount, she couldn't afford it.

"Hey, look at what you said. My money is your money, isn't it? Do you have to say it so pitifully?"

Yang Huan pulled her hand with a dignified look, "Isn't it just over 10,000 pounds? I'll give it to you!"

After a pause, he added, "Don't even mention one. Even if you want to buy ten, I will buy them for you without blinking an eye!"

Charlene Lahiri almost laughed to death. She had seen rich people before, but never anyone as rich as this.

Do you think I don't know that Asprey is owned by your family?

Is there anyone like you?

"I, Yang Huan, could have made a living with my looks and talent, but I just like to use money. It's a rare opportunity to do something serious as a rich second generation. Let's go home today to avoid people on WeChat saying that I, a rich second generation, am not doing my job properly. Don't you agree?"

Charlene Lahri's face and forehead were immediately covered with sweat. In this day and age, is it possible to squander money so confidently?

Master Huan, you are awesome!