England 1986

Chapter 244 Extremely Overbearing Sponsorship

"Hi!"

In Masataka's desperation, he even uttered his mother tongue. Alan looked at him as if he wanted to kowtow to him on the spot.

"Okay, let's get the information."

After explaining the matter, Allen waved his hand and started to chase people away.

When the strengths of the two parties are completely unequal, it is possible to be more flexible when negotiating business.

When talking about business with Sony, Allen at least did some superficial work.

But there is no need to cooperate with such a small and undeveloped civilian family.

He just asked for it, dare they not give it?

you try.
Now Masakaki Masataka is considered interesting, as long as he understands the benefits of his capital injection, when the time comes to discuss business, it is his family who will come and take the initiative to talk to Allen.

When the time comes, the conditions to be negotiated are not just whatever you want?
If you have a good attitude, you should hold down less shares and act like a kind-hearted aristocrat, even if it is a reward for their hard work.

Even if the investigation has clarified the general operation mode of Salia, why didn't Alan follow their model directly, but inject capital into them first?
Because what he lacks now is not a model, but a talent!

There are nearly a hundred chain stores in their family, even if only two employees are selected from one family, these experienced people can help Alan expand hundreds of prospective store managers with theoretical experience in a short period of time.

With these experiences, how many detours did he have to avoid?
These talents are what Allen cares about the most. Most of these are islanders. With strong means, can they be forcibly kidnapped from the island to Wales?
How tiring.

As long as the capital is injected into Salia, he only needs to move his mouth. Can't these people work for him with peace of mind under the name of going abroad to teach and receive the high subsidy from Master Allen?

How gentle this method is, it can still make money.

It's the people that are worth the money, not their Salia's shop.

Allen is also greedy for these experienced people, not their chain stores.

In Cardiff, Wales, in February, the weather was seven to eight degrees above zero, and the sea breeze was blowing with a bit of chill, and the climate had begun to warm up.

Cardiff Queen Street Station, also known as Queen Street Station.

This is the second busiest train station after Central Station.

Of course, this busyness refers to the local train station in Cardiff, a small city with about [-] people. Their busyness may be a little bit different from the busyness that ordinary people perceive.

As soon as Bert Milich got off the train, he looked at this old-fashioned railway station, which was opened in 1840, with a strong sense of history.

The buildings of the entire railway station are old-fashioned buildings, and each brick forms a platform.

The secretary and business staff behind them took their luggage and walked along the station.

When passing the ninth platform, a woman wearing a scarf was holding a sketchbook, standing under the ninth platform, writing and drawing on the platform pillars.

Burt Milic was a little dazzled, pushed his glasses, and watched the woman draw a circle on the pillar, and wrote strange numbers on it.

Nine and three quarters.

"Oh strange Welshman, what is this for? They are so poor that they have to divide a platform into several parts for use?"

Bert Milic turned his head and complained to the secretary. When he approached the exit, he saw several bodyguards holding up a sign with his name on it. Bert Milic quickly put on a gentle smile.

Connecting with the bodyguards who picked him up, Burt Milich patted his clothes nervously, then took the small mirror handed over by the secretary, and carefully looked at his face for any untidy spots, and finally He stroked his Mediterranean hairstyle with his right hand again, took a few deep breaths and said, "Okay. Where is Sir Hoot? He must have been waiting for a long time. Take me there quickly."

Today, at the invitation of Sir Huth, the butler of the Earl of Carmarthen in Wales, Burt Millitch, the chairman of the British Football Association, specially brought a team to visit.

Burt Milich didn't know what the other party wanted him for. The other party only said that he wanted to meet, convey the young earl's thoughts, and discuss business by the way.

Business or not, Burt Milic doesn't care anymore, but he, the chairman of the FA, cares most about that this is an invitation from an earl!
Although we may not be able to meet the earl during this trip, it is already very good to see Sir Huth!
Externally, the Football Association, which is hated by all League One teams, can be said to be the supreme existence.

But in the eyes of some people, the FA is a small department that comes and goes when it is called.

This kind of semi-civilian organization has no rights in theory. All their rights are limited to the football field, and there are also restrictions on regions.

The area under their jurisdiction is also limited to England and Wales.

Scotland and Northern Ireland do not belong to them.

As an old man over half a century old, Bert Milic, chairman of the FA, who was called into the office by Thatcher last year and pointed at his face, said that Earl Allen is so high that he can't touch him in his dreams. The presence.

Even if he could meet members of the royal family sometimes, the distance between these traditional hereditary nobles and people like him was still too far.

Until some time ago, the earl "criticized" the old woman who was hated by Burt Millich in the House of Lords.

This made Burt Milich have to take out the newspapers in his collection and read them every day in order to work properly.

It's so cool, relieve your anger!
Finally, a noble lord stood up and denounced this old lady.

Now, this Your Excellency's butler unexpectedly invited them to meet in Wales for the first time.

Upon hearing the news and confirming it repeatedly, Bert Milic immediately booked the nearest train ticket, brought a few of his confidants with him, and arrived in Wales without stopping.

Don't ask them why they don't fly.

There is still time to wait for the plane, and it is a waste of time to go to the airport. It is not as convenient as the train, and it is cheaper to take the train!

In a luxury hotel in Cardiff, Burt Millic finally met Sir Hoot who was waiting for him.

"Good day, Sir Hoot! I am very glad to see you. How are you?"

The first time Burt Milich saw Huth, he trotted two steps quickly, stretched out his hands and grabbed Huth's right hand, recalling the aristocratic etiquette that he had been cramming for the past few days in his mind, and said hello first.

Although he is older than Huth, it's not surprising that there are so many polite people. You can't ask if the weather is good, right?

That's just too stupid.

His Excellency the Earl dared to reprimand Thatcher in public in the House of Lords for not saluting him, which meant that His Excellency was very concerned about these etiquette issues, which was a very, very traditional old-fashioned aristocratic thinking.

Such noble lords, their housekeepers, must have the same character as them.

Therefore, in terms of etiquette, Burt Milic shocked Huth as soon as he met.

Very standard, you, the chairman of the FA, have a wide range of knowledge?
"Sit down and talk."

Huth showed a little indifference. He has been promoted to the Jazz for several years, and his mentality is not like when he first met Patrice, he wanted to tell everyone that he was a Jazz.

The current Huth can be regarded as somewhat famous under certain circumstances. Everyone knows that this traditional old butler is very gentleman, a very traditional noble jazz butler.

Burt Milic doesn't care about Huth's attitude, as long as he can talk, it's normal to be arrogant, that's what it looks like!
He greeted the secretary to take out his notebook and pen, as if he was going to take it seriously.

Huth looked at Bert Milic's style, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Some time ago, my master had a certain plan for this year's World Cup, and His Highness asked my master to be in charge of supervising some of the England men's football team going to the World Cup. matters, do you know this?"

In front of outsiders, or in front of strangers, Huth would not call Alan by his name directly, that would be done by a country bumpkin who didn't understand the rules, he would only say "my master", which was referring to Alan.

And Burt Millich knew what he meant.

"Sir, I know the news, but Your Excellency the Earl has not contacted us. We really don't know whether we should take the initiative to disturb Your Excellency."

Every time there is a major sporting event, the royal family will send someone to supervise the battle. This is not to let these nobles manage the entire team. The purpose is to gild it.

Just like the Seoul Olympics in 88, Allen was going to be gilded, but the gilding failed
Boss Zha has finally found a chance now. There is a World Cup this year, so he just put Alan in. In the name of the royal commissioner, let Alan, the Earl, be in charge of supervising the battle.

Bert Milic, as the chairman of the FA, knew about this. He thought that your Excellency would at most go to a football game at that time. Who knows that being invited here today has something to do with this matter?

Hut patted his hands lightly, and the servant outside the door came in with a list and gently placed it in front of Bert Milic.

After looking at the list, Burt Milic saw that Huth beckoned him to look at the list first.

Pick up the list on the table.

The odds and ends are all kinds of supplies, ranging from socks, underwear, ball uniforms, and all kinds of food and drink.

Everything is also thoughtfully marked with information such as the brand, place of manufacture, and so on.

Looking at these things, Burt Milic realized a little bit, is he trying to sponsor the World Cup?
"Sir, these"

Bert Milich pretended not to understand, and opened his mouth in confusion.

"Haha. This is my master's sponsorship plan for the England team! Do you think it's okay?"

Huth had never done this kind of sponsorship work before. He only remembered that when he was young, he followed the old earl and sponsored some rural cattle race in the countryside.

This is the only sponsorship experience in his life.

But inexperienced and incomprehensible, it doesn't matter, just bring up the name of the young master and invite the chairman of the FA directly!
Didn't the young master often say that professional matters should be handled by professional people?

Since the England team is going to be sponsored, the chairman of the FA should know these things, right?
"Ah this"

Burt Milic is a little speechless, of course he is welcome to sponsor him, but the game is not a few months away.

"What's wrong? Can't you?"

Huth looked at Bert Milic with a hesitant expression, feeling a little puzzled.

Bert Milich secretly complained that some of these sponsorships had already been confirmed years ago, and now they are talking about sponsorship
It's not that I can't handle it flexibly. I, Daying, pay more attention to human relationships and sophistication. Can the sponsorship of noble lords compare with those ordinary enterprises?

When can ordinary businesses not sponsor them?
Let the noble master come first, and talk about the rest later!
"No, no, no! It's very good, thank you Earl for your support of the empire's sports! These things."

Burt Millic nodded very firmly, these sponsorships, yes, must do, no, must do!
"Don't worry about these things. They are all my master's property. Each of them has royal certification. You can look at the food we provide. Some of the food we provide are pure green and organic food produced by His Highness's farm."

Listening to Huth's explanation, Burt Milic was slightly startled.

All have royal warrants?

Are you kidding me?

Bert Milic, who didn't believe in evil, carefully flipped through the detailed introduction.

really
Fuck, Falk, this is too. How awesome!

For example, this kind of ordinary socks, which are called Corgi socks, were certified by the Queen a few years ago. Later, for some unknown reason, the certification was not renewed, but recently it has been certified by the Crown Prince.

This.
Although it is a new certification, in theory, this is the royal certification.

In addition to these things, other things including, but not limited to, old-fashioned razors, even suits, blankets, water glasses, and other messy things, all have royal certification.

Looking at these expensive commodity lists, Burt Milic, the chairman of the FA, even doubted life for a moment.

Those rough football players, are they worthy of using these things?
Wild pigs can't eat fine bran!

But everyone has taken it out, so don't do it!
This can be regarded as the most luxurious sponsorship received by the England men's football team in recent decades, right?
All-round luxury, the reputation alone is bluffing!
Have you heard that the whole body, including underwear, is equipped with royal certification?

This is the behavior of nouveau riche, right?

Every time a player shovels a ball, he has to use the garment steamer he carries with him to iron the edges of his jersey.
"Don't be under psychological pressure. As a team participating in the World Cup, my master also wants them to show the world our image of Great Britain with a better mental outlook. By the way, we will advertise our products. Can you understand?"

Huth smiled and comforted Bert Milic who seemed to be shocked.

"Yes, very understandable, thank you Earl and Jazz for your help to our sports cause!"

Bert Milic nodded honestly, with a very touched expression on his face.

"Well! My master is also the supervisor of the team's World Cup. This is what it should be."

"Yes Yes Yes"

Seeing that the cooperation talks are going so smoothly, Huth is in a good mood. He never thought that commercial sponsorship would be so simple.

He stood up, clapped his hands and called the servant, "Get ready to serve. You have worked hard all the way here. Now that the business part is settled, let's have a good time in Wales for a few days!"

"Why is this so embarrassing?!"

Bert Milic quickly stood up and evaded.

"Haha, this is all explained by my master, you can rest assured to have fun here for a few days, by the way, I have to introduce someone to you"

(End of this chapter)