Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 873 - 837 Duke of Cambridge_2

Chapter 873: Chapter 837 Duke of Cambridge_2

Moreover, on your identity documents, your noble title will be added, so as to distinguish you from common folks!

When Wang Ye told Rossiyana about this, she just pursed her lips and joked, "You’re just a duke, but I am a grand duke. Although technically the same rank, strictly speaking, a grand duke is still a bit higher than a duke. So, I am still above you!"

"Haha, it doesn’t matter who’s above whom; I don’t care about that," Wang Ye laughed heartily.

...

Before leaving London, Wang Ye finally found time to meet with David Dain, the general manager of Arsenal Club.

David Dain was evidently in high spirits now, with a rosy complexion.

He even seemed to have gained some weight!

Clearly, he had been having a good time recently.

"The team is performing very well. The league championship and UEFA Champions League final shouldn’t be a problem this year, right? Will I need to invest more money next year?" Wang Ye asked with a smile.

David Dain responded with a wide grin, "The league championship is definitely not a problem. The Champions League is hard to say; it’s a cup competition and surprises can happen. But looking at the current form of the team, there shouldn’t be any problems. Next year, you won’t need to add more investment. The financial condition of the club is very good now! We might even have a surplus of funds next year because our team’s structure is perfect. We don’t need to make big moves in the transfer market, just bring in a few substitute players at most..."

He was genuinely happy.

As Arsenal’s most loyal fan, David Dain had given up a lucrative career in the financial industry to invest all his fortune in the Arsenal Club.

Having witnessed the highs and lows of Arsenal, and now to see the club approaching the pinnacle under his stewardship, how could he not be thrilled?

It was precisely because Wang Ye knew his story that he felt comfortable entrusting the Arsenal Club to him.

With David Dain and Wenger, one managing the club’s operation and the other the team’s competitive edge, they were the perfect pair!

Hearing what David Dain said, Wang Ye nodded, pleased that the club’s development aligned with his original plans.

Before acquiring the club, Wang Ye intended to invest more in the first year to fundamentally improve the club’s financial health and buy the necessary players.

Then, the club wouldn’t need his continuous investment and could engage in a virtuous cycle of self-sufficiency.

It wasn’t that Wang Ye didn’t have money or wasn’t willing to spend it.

Even in tight situations, squeezing out a couple hundred million US dollars was no problem at all.

The main thing was that Wang Ye didn’t want Arsenal to become like Chelsea or Inter Milan, where the team’s operation depended on the owner’s hefty investment and couldn’t continue without it if the owner reduced or insufficiently provided funding.

"The club has performed well this year. If we can make a greater breakthrough in the Champions League, it will be a perfect season! So, you can discuss with Coach Wenger; if the team wins the UEFA Champions League, then at that time, take out all the match bonuses to reward everyone! It can also give everyone a bit more motivation," Wang Ye said with a smile.

David Dain couldn’t contain his joy, nodding eagerly, "Absolutely no problem! If we can win the Champions League, the match bonus could be as high as thirty million euros. If we use that money for bonuses, then everyone will definitely be filled with passion!"

The UEFA Champions League is about more than just honor.

The reason so many teams go all out in the Champions League, striving for a better ranking, is primarily to get more bonuses!

The UEFA Champions League bonus is divided into two parts: match bonus and market pool money.

It’s roughly an equal split.

In 2004, the UEFA Champions League bonus wasn’t as outrageous; even if you won the championship, the total prize money was only about fifty million euros.

But this amount, for any club including big ones, was astronomical!

After all, the transfer fees for the most top-tier soccer stars were only around fifty or sixty million euros.

It’s as if winning the UEFA Champions League means the team can buy another top-tier soccer star like Zidane, Figo, Beckham, Henry, Ronaldinho...

Later on, the UEFA Champions League bonuses became even more insane; as far as Wang Ye was aware, before he "returned," the earnings for the Champions League winners had already exceeded one hundred million euros!

Given Arsenal’s current player roster and competitive form, although they couldn’t say for sure they would win the UEFA Champions League, they were one of the most competitive teams with a very high probability of winning the championship.

As the club owner, Wang Ye directly promised to distribute tens of millions of euros in bonuses to everyone, which was absolutely very, very generous!

In other clubs, there was no such precedent.

If the players knew about it, they would surely have howled with excitement during the matches...

To Wang Ye, those extra thirty million didn’t mean much, and he would rather use them to motivate the team to strive for the UEFA Champions League trophy.

After all, if you want to become a top-tier powerhouse, it all depends on the number of UEFA Champions League trophies you have.

If you don’t have several UEFA Champions League titles, how can you even call yourself a powerhouse...

...

Having settled matters in London, Wang Ye was ready to head back home.

Once again, Charles was there to see him off to the airport, where his private jet was already prepared and ready for takeoff at any time.

William and Harry, the brothers, also came. During the days in London, they had been accompanying Wang Ye everywhere, and they had gotten along very well.

They might have felt a bit of pride in front of others, but in front of Wang Ye, they truly had no grounds for arrogance.

Apart from their birthright, Wang Ye outshone them in every other aspect.

Moreover, they had heard that when Wang Ye and Rossiyana got married, the Queen would grant him a hereditary duke title, which made them even more envious.

Because even they didn’t have duke titles yet!

"Misha, I hope you and Rossiyana will often come to visit London. You’re about the same age as William and Harry, and with your exceptional talents, you could teach them a lot. Of course, whether it’s me, or William and Harry, we will often visit you in Moscow," Charles said sincerely, gripping Wang Ye’s hand tightly at the bottom of the gangway.

Wang Ye replied with a slight smile, concealing his emotions, "Her Majesty and you flatter me too much, I am overwhelmed. Moscow is not far from London, and Rossiyana and I will often come in the future, I just hope you won’t find us a nuisance then."

"Haha, how could we possibly! The more visits the better," Charles laughed heartily.

After the pleasantries, it was time for Wang Ye to board the plane. He waved goodbye to Charles and his sons.

Harry even stealthily made a phone call gesture.

He had already exchanged contact information with Wang Ye and it seemed that he would probably sneak off to Moscow to see Wang Ye in the future.

Between the two brothers, William was the more composed and serious, much like his father, Charles.

As for Harry, he was more lively by nature, or one might say somewhat rebellious, which was why he would later fall out with the British Royal Family over a woman who had been married before.

Wang Ye nodded with a smile, holding Rossiyana’s hand as they ascended the gangway.

Watching Wang Ye enter the plane, the gangway retract, and the engines roar to life.

Charles and his sons stood by the motorcade, watching the plane take off.

Harry said enviously, "Misha’s jet is really beautiful, it’s the latest Gulfstream G550, isn’t it? I’ve heard it costs tens of millions of US dollars, and if the interior is luxurious, it could even cost over a hundred million."

He didn’t even have a duke’s title yet and could be said to be "quite poor"!

The living expenses and pocket money allocated by the Royal Family were just over two hundred thousand pounds a year, even if his grandmother and mother gave him extra money secretly, it wouldn’t exceed a million pounds a year.

Which meant his lifestyle was relatively "modest."

Seeing a peer with such a luxurious private jet naturally made him a bit envious.

Hearing his youngest son’s words, Charles sternly chided, "That’s what Misha has earned through his own efforts. If you had his business acumen, you too would be able to afford such a private jet, but unfortunately, you don’t!"