"This is Mr. Meng." As the intermediary, the manager introduced both parties.

Meng Yu shook hands with the three men respectively: "Let's sit down and talk."

In the morning, Meng Yu had learned in detail about the Tour of Gaul horse racing event and the organizer's status from the manager.

As one of the oldest events in Europe and Rome, current horse racing is more about betting on horses. There is not much attention to real horse racing anymore, and it is mainly played by veteran gentlemen.

This has resulted in the Tour of Gaul horse racing having a lot of reputation but little success, and it is a very laborious task to attract sponsorship every year.

The organizer was very happy when they heard that Meng Yu offered to sponsor.

"Mr. Meng, we very much welcome your support for this great project of horse racing. As usual, you only need a 10 million sponsorship to get the naming rights."

"Brother Yu, the ten million they are talking about is Gaul coins. According to the current exchange rate, it is equivalent to one hundred million Daxia coins." Xuanyuan Diying reminded in a low voice.

Meng Yu understood and directly gave his price: "If you have no objection, I will sponsor 20 million."

The critical hits were doubled, and the three organizers were overjoyed.

"Mr. Meng, whatever name you want, it can be your name, your company's name, your lover's name, it's all fine!"

The Gauls have always regarded themselves as romantics, with an average of two lovers per capita, so it is not embarrassing to mention this in public.

Meng Yu was very happy: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I just founded a Jockey Club, so just use the Jockey Club's name."

Jockey Club? When was it established?

Xuanyuan Diying felt puzzled. Normally, the two of them were together all day long, not to mention the establishment of the Jockey Club, and she knew that Meng Yu had glanced at the beautiful Gaul girl a few times.

"Okay, okay, if you have no other requirements, we will sign the contract. Of course, if you have any other requirements, you can add them."

The organizer was afraid that Meng Yu would regret it and was eager to sign the contract.

After signing the contract and seeing the name of the Jockey Club, the organizer was stunned.

"Thoroughbreds are the best breeders"

In the history of horse racing for hundreds of years, the names of various horse racing clubs have appeared before, but this is the first time I have seen this kind of name.

No matter how I read it, I feel that there are other meanings in it, but I can't figure out what's wrong with it.

"What's the name of this Jockey Club?" Meng Yu asked with a smile.

"Very good, very good!" the three hosts praised repeatedly.

He said that the sponsorship amount would be doubled. For such a generous sponsor, the Jockey Club could have called it anything.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Meng!"

The manager got up and went to see off the three people from the organizer.

When there was no one else in the room, Xuanyuan Diying finally didn't have to bear it any longer and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, Brother Yu, why are you so good at teasing people?"

"Did I make a fool of myself? Isn't this true?"

Meng Yu came up with the name of the Jockey Club on the spur of the moment. The person behind the strike was Adang, so let's give him a little lesson first.

The sponsorship money has been received, and the next step is for the organizer to publicize it in the media. He deliberately chose such a name to make Adam feel uncomfortable.

Whenever he sees this name, Adam will definitely think of his noble and tainted thoroughbred horses.

Things were exactly as Meng Yu expected. As the largest media outlet in Gaul, Adang noticed the news when it was first reported by his own media.

——Thoroughbred horses are the best breeders

Looking at the eleven thoroughbred horses on the lawn, blood surged to my head.

Suddenly, his eyes turned black and Gudong fell to the ground.

"gentlemen!"

"Sir has a cerebral infarction!"

Several servants around Adan were in a mess.

"He has a cerebral infarction and yet he dares to do this."

At the Fukai Hotel, Meng Yu sat by the window, looking at the Arc de Triomphe not far away.

This news came from Ma Long. After what happened last time, most shareholders came back to Meng Yu's side, but there were also some who stood on both sides.

Meng Yu turned a blind eye to this behavior of treading two boats.

It is said that if the water is clear, there will be no fish. If the boundaries were drawn clearly, we would not know the latest news about Adang at this time.

"Brother Yu, this move of yours is too damaging." Xuanyuan Diying said.

"Is it damaging? He was the one who made the damaging move first, so of course he has to retaliate in kind."

Meng Yu stretched and stood up: "This is just an appetizer."

Half an hour later, Malone arrived at the hotel and stood respectfully, waiting for new instructions.

"New Gaul Media Group also has a labor union, right?" Meng Yu asked.

Ma Long was startled and then replied: "Yes."

It is actually good to have trade unions. This is Meng Yu's latest discovery, and his new instructions are also related to trade unions.

"Find a way to contact the union chairman of New Gaul Media Group. I want to have an interview with him."

Ma Long had vaguely guessed something, but Meng Yu didn't explain it, so he pretended not to know.

"I'll do it right away!"

Ma Long left, but Xuanyuan Diying didn't seem so happy.

"Brother Yu, do we have to do this? He already has a cerebral infarction."

"Did he ever think about us when he was doing his dirty tricks? If I had any illness, I would be the one admitted to the hospital right now."

"I know, it's my Holy Mother's heart."

Seeing that Xiao Nizi was a little sad, Meng Yu hugged her and comforted her: "This is how you have to deal with people like Adang. Only by fighting back in his own way can you teach him a real lesson."

As a local, Ma Long is very efficient and methodical. It only took one day to contact Ran, the chairman of the labor union of the New Gaul Media Group.

"The chairman of the union, he hides his secrets quite deeply."

In the Fukai Hotel, looking at Ran with a sinister face and a faint murderous aura in front of him, Meng Yu put the information in his hand on the table.

The information was also collected by Ma Long. According to the information, Ran was a local underground boss before becoming the union chairman.

Underground gangs are not uncommon in Gaul and the whole of Europe. Many people even have relationships with political figures and are parasitic to each other.

It's just that Ran was getting older and didn't have the energy to maintain the gang anymore, so he changed his career and became the union chairman.

With his status and means, he is very comfortable managing the union.

"Mr. Meng, what do you want from me?"

Looking at Meng Yu, Ran didn't dare to take it lightly.

Years of gang experience told him that the young man in front of him was the real one who had hidden secrets. Unless absolutely necessary, he should not regard him as an opponent.

"Let me be blunt, I want you to organize a strike."

The reason why Meng Yu used this method to directly state his purpose was because of the other party's identity, and those in the underground world preferred to be more straightforward.

"Mr. Meng, I am just an ordinary trade union chairman. Even if I have done anything before, it is in the past."

"is that so?"
Chapter completed!