In London's upper class circles, many people are saying that the Landmark Hotel is now Wang Xiaoer's Chinese New Year, and every year is getting worse.
I have forgotten when exactly it started.
Known as the most popular afternoon tea paradise in London, the Landmark Hotel gradually lost the favor of London's upper class and gradually fell into mediocrity.
Many meetings and gatherings originally scheduled to be held at the Landmark Hotel have gradually changed their locations.
Of these, at least two-thirds were transferred to Southampton.
Because it's close enough and you can escape from the hustle and bustle of London, you can enjoy the rivers Tester and Itchen and the beautiful scenery of the Solent.
It's really refreshing.
Even if it's afternoon tea, at least you can have one more serving.
For this group of upper-class people, an hour's drive is really not too close.
Perhaps because there are fewer and fewer important meetings, the Premier League Chairman’s Summit, which was not taken seriously at first, has received more and more attention from the Landmark Hotel, and even a welcoming slogan was posted at the door.
Everyone passing by the hotel entrance can see it clearly.
This also made Yang Huan a little embarrassed.
I can't help it.
These days, it's impossible to keep a low profile.
"Welcome, Master Huan" As soon as the car arrived, the lobby manager walked over quickly and took the initiative to open the car door.
Before his face was even exposed, the greeting came.
Yang Huan got out of the car with a smile, looked at this old acquaintance, and smiled slightly, "Why are you so free today?"
"Uh."
The other party was obviously stunned.
That's right, he used to be a very busy man, how could he do such a thing?
But there is no way, who makes the hotel business bad now?
The pressure from above is down, and the service quality must be improved so that all guests feel super excited.
Coupled with the layoffs, he, the lobby manager, could only rush the ducks to put them on the shelves and do it himself.
Seeing Master Huan, his mood was really complicated.
Because if Master Huan hadn't poached the hotel's chef, the Landmark Hotel's afternoon tea would still be the best in the UK, why would it have fallen to this point?
However, he had also talked to several poached chefs before and found that their treatment at the Southampton Undersea Hotel was much better than in London.
Master Huan even encouraged and supported them in developing and researching new dishes.
Mode.
It was precisely because he heard this from his former colleagues that he felt so complicated when he saw Master Huan.
"By the way, is everyone else here?"
Yang Huan did not embarrass this old acquaintance.
After all, the Landmark Hotel is also one of the top hotels in London, England.
The lobby manager is definitely an outstanding person among his colleagues.
In addition, after many years of contact, he quite likes Yang Huan's taste.
That's what Master Huan is like.
He won't make things difficult for anyone he likes.
"Everyone is here."
The lobby manager glanced at Master Huan again, as if to say, Master, you are the last one to arrive.
Master Huan, however, smiled very contentedly.
Isn't this normal?
Usually the protagonist has to make his final appearance.
Besides, no, the scheduled meeting time hasn’t come yet.
Without saying anything else, Yang Huan walked into the hotel lobby with a smile.
When he saw the lobby manager following him respectfully, Yang Huan suddenly stopped and slapped the lobby manager on the shoulder.
"Our submarine hotel is currently short of a lobby manager.
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Are you interested?"
"Ah" the lobby manager was shocked, and immediately looked around in panic, for fear of being overheard.
The Landmark Hotel is currently at a sensitive time.
If word of his poaching spreads, he will definitely be doomed.
Also, is this young master serious?
Seeing the questioning look in the lobby manager's eyes, Yang Huan really felt that it was difficult.
Could it be that the words "untrustworthy" were written on my face?
Why do I always get doubted every time I speak seriously?
No, Master Huan could only nod his head seriously, "If you are interested, just take care of the affairs in London and come to see me in Southampton."
After that, he continued to walk forward.
Believe it or not, I said it anyway, it will be your loss if you miss it The lobby manager was left standing there alone, feeling confused.
As soon as Master Kehuan walked out of the lobby and entered the courtyard for afternoon tea, a person suddenly rushed out from beside him.
"Hey, let me tell you, Master Huan, what are you and that old man whispering about that makes him confused?
What's going on?"
Yang Huan didn't need to look back.
He could tell by the voice that it wasn't Hamad.
But why is he so good, yet he speaks in such a weird and eccentric manner?
Is it necessary to say it so erotically?
"Haha, I didn't expect that there are so many beauties around Master Huan.
This is not enough, even the old man will not be spared."
After saying that, Hamad turned back and clicked his tongue twice.
"No wonder, even though he is a little older, his charm and grace are still there."
Yang Huan couldn't stand it anymore.
He turned around and kicked him, "I am Feng Ni, old beauty, Pian, you are old wood."
But Hamad knew Master Huan so well that he jumped away and laughed.
"Get over here," Yang Huan pointed at him fiercely, "I promise I won't beat you to death."
"Haha, Master Huan, tell me, am I that stupid?"
Yang Huan raised his eyebrows and raised his fingers at Long Wu beside him.
Long Wu immediately clasped his hands together, making a snapping sound.
Hamad suddenly shriveled up, like a defeated rooster, and walked over with his head lowered.
"Okay, Master Huan, please be gentle, and don't slap me in the face.
I've been dating little stars recently, and I can't get away with it if I slap my face."
Yang Huan almost fainted.
Is this guy still the filthy little prince from the Middle East?
You're such a hippie, you're just a loach Needless to say, I must have become a libertine after hanging out with that guy who had three buttons unbuttoned.
Really, what a simple person he was originally, but he was led astray After saying that, Master Huan looked like I was very disappointed, very sad, very sad, and very heartbroken.
He turned around and walked towards the elevator, not forgetting to let out a long sigh.
Hamad immediately knew that he was out of trouble, and immediately chased after him with a smile.
Long Wu looked at his left and right fists and sighed.
He was obviously going to fight, but why didn't he fight again?
There was no chance to take action anymore, his fists were all rusty.
After entering the elevator, pressing the button for the eighth floor, as soon as the door closed, it was an independent world.
"Master Huan, I heard there is going to be a big reform this time, what are you going to do?"
Hamad also lost his playful smile and became serious.
Yang Huan had long been accustomed to his face-changing technique, and said angrily, "How to do it?"
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"My dad asked me to follow you, but we have to communicate first.
How will we deal with it if we don't wait?"
Yang Huan laughed when he heard this, "You will have to deal with it later."
Hamad is depressed.
At least I represent Tottenham Hotspur.
Do you think so?
Can you give me some face?
"Anyway, please relax, this matter has nothing to do with you or me."
"Why?"
Hamad didn't understand at all.
The day before yesterday, Premier League CEO Richard Scudmore went out of his way to talk to Daniel Levy about these things, which were very serious.
Mubarak also called him, and he also seemed to be about to die.
Like a dad.
Why does Master Huan seem to not care at all?
"No reason."
Yang Huan smiled slightly, just as the elevator dinged, Master Huan slapped Hamad hard on the shoulder, which made the guy grin with pain, and then he laughed with satisfaction.
"You are a local tycoon and you are afraid that soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth.
Anyway, professional football is about capital.
Your family has nothing else.
It has more money, right?
As long as it is a problem that money can solve, do you think it is a problem?"
After saying that, Master Huan walked out of the elevator first.
Hamad was left alone in the elevator, his mind full of mush.
What does this mean It seemed to make sense, but it didn't seem to say anything.
Hamad was startled when he saw the elevator door close in front of him.
He quickly opened the door and chased out quickly.
"Master Huan" "Hello, Master Huan" "I haven't seen you for a long time, Master Huan."
"You still have the same style, Master Huan" As soon as Yang Huan entered the conference hall, he was immediately warmly welcomed by almost everyone in the room.
Only Chelsea owner Roman Abramovich, who was sitting not far from the entrance, muttered sourly, "Isn't it just that I played well in the European war?
I even showed up to show off like this."
But Master Huan usually just ignores him.
How could they be enemies in the first place?
Just at this time, Mubarak came over and shook hands with Yang Huan, "Haha, Master Gongxiang, your Southampton team has been on a roll lately.
The league championship is guaranteed, and there is also a breakthrough in the FA Cup."
Yang Huan immediately waved his hands, "Nothing, nothing, just defeated a relegation team."
Abramovich's face suddenly froze.
Looking around, everyone seemed to be smiling, looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.
This made him feel that everyone's eyes were like needles piercing him, which felt so sour.
"Yang Huan, you" Yang Huan pretended to be stunned, shook his head and said: "Roman, what's wrong with me?"
You're still pretending to be stupid Abramovich is in trouble.
Who doesn’t know that what Yang Huan meant was to ridicule Chelsea for being a relegation team?
The Blues were unlucky enough.
The draw for the FA Cup actually drew Southampton.
As a result, they were defeated by the Saints' second team at Stamford Bridge and were eliminated from the FA Cup in disgrace.
At present, Chelsea is still lingering in the relegation zone, and its results have not improved much.
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This also disappointed Yang Huan.
Originally, he had agreed with Mubarak and Hamad to kill Chelsea.
Unexpectedly, Abramovich wanted to poach Ramirez during the winter break, but Abramovich would not even bother to kill him.
However, Chelsea's desire to sign players was disrupted by several of their teams, which made Abramovich almost go crazy.
When the team's recruitment is unfavorable, Chelsea is limited by the strength of the team and it is difficult to make a difference.
Moreover, the team's morale is currently disorganized, and many players have become disengaged.
For example, players such as Benatia and Cuadrado did not get a chance in the hands of Mourinho.
The Portuguese would rather use veterans and players in other positions than them, which made Abramovich very frustrated. depressed.
Judging from the current situation, there should be no problem for Chelsea to avoid relegation.
After this fall, I don’t know how long it will take to recover before I can regain the glory of Chelsea in the past.
Especially now that the competition in the Premier League is so fierce, how can it be so easy to get back into the top four?
"Master Huan" David Bernstein, chairman of the Football Association, also came over.
"Hello, David" Yang Huan smiled and shook hands with him.
But when other people around saw this old man representing the Football Association, they all seemed to avoid him.
Of course Yang Huan knew the reason.
In fact, Yang Huan knew what David Bernstein was going to say later, but he did not participate in it, did not express his position, and remained neutral.
Even, to a certain extent, he was a little optimistic about the outcome of this matter.
This is also the reason why he stepped on it deliberately
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