Football giants

Chapter 79
"Excuse me, is this Miss Zhang?"

Just as Zhang Ning walked out of the gate of Longhai Airport, he was stopped by a middle-aged man in his 50s.

"You are..." Zhang Ning looked at the person in front of him warily, for fear of being deceived by accident.

"Hi, Ms. Zhang, I'm the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion, and they all call me Yang Ming." The middle-aged man introduced himself with a smile.

"So it's Uncle Ming." Zhang Ning smiled gracefully and greeted the old housekeeper.

Uncle Ming had a very good impression of Zhang Ning. Before Yang Huan went abroad, he had met Zhang Ning once or twice. He only remembered that this woman was beautiful, but he didn't have a deep impression on her. When he met him now, he was very satisfied with Zhang Ning's wit.

As long as this person is clever, it is easy to win the favor of others.

"The master and the young master were very anxious when they heard that you were coming back. They asked me to pick you up at the airport, saying that they wanted to know more about the young master, as well as the madam and the young madam."

Uncle Ming took the initiative to help Zhang Ning take the luggage in his hand, and led her out of the waiting hall, talking about his reasons.

The master is Yang Huan's grandfather, Yang Baoping. Even though he has retreated behind the scenes, everyone knows that he is still the head of the Yang family. As for the young master, it goes without saying that everyone knows that it is Yang Wenfeng.

Zhang Ning followed Uncle Ming, the housekeeper, to the parking lot nervously, got into an Audi, and drove away from the airport.

She was a little worried, what would Yang Huan's family think of her?
In the past, she didn't have any other thoughts about Yang Huan, or in other words, there was only a transactional relationship between the two of them, so she didn't care much about how Yang Huan's family treated her, but now it's different.

Now, her whole heart is attached to Yang Huan, so she naturally hopes that she can win the favor of Yang Huan's family.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy she became, because she knew her origin and family background very well.

She felt as if she was the Cinderella waiting for the glass slipper.

The question is, is that a fairy tale, could it happen in reality?

"Miss Zhang." Uncle Ming was driving in front, and saw Zhang Ning's worried face in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and he knew it well.

"The master, master, and wife of our family are very good people, and they all love the young master very much, so you don't have to worry too much. No matter what the master and the young master ask, you can just answer the truth."

"Thank you, Uncle Ming." Zhang Ning knew that the old housekeeper was trying to wake him up.

In fact, with the influence of the Yang family, they must be well aware of what Yang Huan did in England, and Yang Wenfeng has always supported his son's business behind his back, especially the funds, and he was not stingy.

Zhang Ning had heard of the Yang Group before, but only when he got in touch with Yang Huan could he understand the scale of the Yang Group. This enterprise not only operates in real estate, car sales, retail, commercial banks, and airlines, but there are five or six listed companies with a market value of more than [-] billion yuan.

Only by operating such a huge consortium can the Yang family allow Yang Huan to make such a big splash in the UK.

It's just that it's hard for ordinary people outside to understand this, because the Yang family is too low-key.

When the security guards in the villa community at the foot of the mountain saw Yang Ming's Audi, they immediately went up to meet him, checked it back and forth, and let it pass after passing the security check.

Audi circled up along the flat but rugged mountain road, and soon came to the top of the mountain.

There is only one villa on the top of the mountain, and the others are slightly shorter than this one.

Zhang Ning knew that this was where the richest people in Longhai City gathered.

"Uncle Ming, you're back. The master and the young master are waiting in the living room."

Outside the gate of the villa, the servant opened the electric gate to let Audi in. Inside was a garden.

Zhang Ning has been here several times before, but he has never had the opportunity to take a good look at this house.

Now I looked around curiously, although I think it is very grand, but I also know that this is really not too prominent in the mansion of the rich, and it probably has something to do with the low-key of the Yang family.

At least the family doesn't have hordes of servants.

"Let's go." Yang Ming got out of the car and led Zhang Ning to the gate.

Zhang Ning followed step by step, and suddenly there was a determination in his heart that the ugly daughter-in-law wanted to see her in-laws.

As soon as you enter the gate, you will see a spacious and bright hall. There is a set of mahogany furniture in the middle. The decoration of the whole hall also has a traditional Chinese flavor. There are screens and tables. It is simple but elegant, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Master, Young Master, Miss Zhang is here!" Uncle Ming walked into the hall and went to report.

"Coming!" Yang Baoping said with a smile while sitting in the middle of the three-person mahogany furniture table.

Beside him was a kind and kind old lady, who should be Yang Huan's grandmother. As for the one on the double seat, it was Yang Wenfeng and Yang Huan's mother whom Zhang Ning had met several times.

"I met Mr. Yang..."

"You're welcome, just sit down." Yang Wenfeng also interrupted her politeness with a smile, and pointed to the opposite side, "Our family doesn't have so many messy rules, so you don't have to be too rigid."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang." Zhang Ning still felt very restrained.

She knew that Yang Baoping was in a high position before retiring, and Yang Wenfeng is now the helm of the Yang Group. It is impossible for any ordinary person to see them and say that they are not restrained.

What's more, there are still many things hidden in her heart.

"How is Ah Huan doing in England? Can you get used to it? Are you busy with work?"

As soon as Zhang Ning sat down, Yang Huan's mother who was opposite Yang Huan nervously asked about her son's condition.

Every time I called, I didn't talk in detail, and the calls were in a hurry. This precious son went abroad, just like a bird in the air. He couldn't control it, so he could only learn about the situation from Zhang Ning.

Yang Huan's mother fell in love with this stunning girl who looked so juicy.

"Ma'am, don't worry, everything is fine for Master Huan in England, and work...is not very busy." Zhang Ning replied with a sweet smile.

If Yang Huan's work can be regarded as busy, then the workload of other people, especially those office white-collar workers, can be regarded as inhuman, let alone those uncle migrant workers who are exposed to the scorching sun.

"That's good." Yang Huan's mother was relieved after hearing this, "By the way, it should be very cold in England now, right?"

"It's okay, it's quite cold during the day, but it's colder at night." Zhang Ning replied with a smile.

"Oh, then call and remind him to put on more clothes."

Yang Wenfeng on the side listened, and grunted a few times in dissatisfaction, "A Huan is 20 years old, and you need to remind him to wear clothes? Do you really think he is a child who has not grown up and is not sensible? He is not afraid of being laughed at if he speaks out."

"What's the joke? In the eyes of every mother, they will always be children who haven't grown up." Yang Huan's mother retorted confidently, "I don't know who it is, but I sigh there every night, saying that I don't know how my son is doing in the UK, saying that there are business intrigues outside, and don't be tricked by others. Who said that?"

"I..." Yang Wenfeng was not one to play tricks.

"Okay, okay!" Yang Baoping was used to bickering between his son and daughter-in-law for decades, and the more bickering, the better.

"It's the first time for a little girl to come here, and she is not afraid of being laughed at."

It was the first time he saw Zhang Ning at Yang's house, and he thought it was her first time here.

Hearing Yang Baoping's words, Yang Wenfeng and his wife didn't dare to fight anymore.

"Your name is Zhang Ning, right?" Yang Baoping looked at Zhang Ning with a smile.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that this girl was really beautiful, and she was probably on par with the girl from the dealer.

Fortunately, the old man Zhuang showed off his granddaughter all day long, saying that she was the most beautiful in all of China, and asked him to meet Zhang Ning if he had a chance.

Even our grandson's secretary is no worse than your precious granddaughter, so why bother?

"Yes, Mr. Yang." Zhang Ning replied politely.

"Don't be short, Mister Elder, just call me Grandpa just like A Huan."

"I..." Zhang Ning originally wanted to say that I didn't dare, but seeing Yang Baoping's majesty and encouraging eyes, she retracted the half-spoken words, "Okay, Grandpa Yang."

Although there is one more Yang, it is not bad, Yang Baoping accepted it with a smile.

"Tell me, what did A Huan do in England?" He wanted to learn more, so that he could brag and show off in front of a group of old friends, so that they would not keep saying that Yang Huan was a prodigal.

"Master Huan bought a football club called Southampton as soon as he arrived in the UK, and invested more than 1 million pounds in the transfer operation. Currently, this team ranks first in the League One."

Yang Baoping listened, and hummed, "I heard that this team is still losing money so far, isn't it?"

"Yes." Zhang Ning replied with a nod, "The main reason is that the transfer investment and player salary pressure are too great. However, the outside world's market value evaluation of Southampton has rapidly increased from 2000 million pounds in the past to more than 5000 million pounds now. If this season can be promoted from the League One to the British Championship, I believe the value will be further improved."

Yang Baoping listened, and smiled lightly, "Can it be upgraded?"

"The team currently ranks first in League One and has always insisted on offensive football. The style of play is very pleasing, and the fans like it very much. There is basically no problem with upgrading." Zhang Ning is full of confidence in this.

So if a lineup with a large number of stars can't be promoted, who will believe it?
"Continue." Yang Baoping nodded.

"Master Huan also established an Internet company and launched WeChat. Currently, nearly 3000 million users worldwide are using this app, and the number of users is still increasing at a very fast speed."

Yang Baoping smiled again, "I heard that they didn't make any money either, did they?"

Zhang Ning couldn't figure out what Yang Baoping was thinking, and panicked, but still nodded, "Yes, we haven't found a profit model yet."

But soon, she explained again, "According to the current operating methods of foreign Internet companies, how to attract users is the most important thing. Once you have users, you will slowly find a profit model."

"Yeah." Yang Baoping was also noncommittal, anyway, he didn't understand things about the Internet.

"I heard that you recently made a game?"

Mentioning this game, Yang Wenfeng burst out laughing, "Is it true that A Huan specially hired someone to develop the game for Long Wu?"

Zhang Ning was a little funny, and didn't know whether to answer yes or no.

It seems that Yang Huan did say that he would develop a game for Dragon Five, but then it seems to be different.

"I'm not very clear about the details. We don't know what Master Huan is thinking."

Yang Huan's mother looked at Zhang Ning at this time, and smiled ambiguously, "You don't even know?"

Zhang Ning heard the implication, and his pink face turned red to the base of his ears. He lowered his head and shook it left and right.

Seeing her like this, the four elders in the hall suddenly laughed together.

"Recently, I have seen newspapers reporting on your game. You young people's entrepreneurial ideas. I, an old man, can't keep up. Just tell me, this game is so popular now. I heard that it has won No.1 in some ranking list in many countries. Can it make money?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhang Ning, who had been somewhat demoralized, suddenly regained his confidence.

Nodding heavily, he hummed, "This game is for making money."

This is also the only income-generating project that Yang Huan came up with after tossing around in the UK for so long.

　Thank you book friend [Tian Cai Di Bao] for your reward!

　　Ask for a ticket! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)