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Chapter 1146: Chapter 359: The East London Dupe

”Would you go if you had to shoot a movie with Kevin?”

”Only if it’s with real guns for ’Mr. and Mrs. Smith’.”

”...”

The sumptuous dinner came to an end.

Rachel Hayward looked at the stained bedsheet and said, ”It’s going to cost extra again. Remember, you messed it up.”

”Hey, you two sneaked into the bathroom in the morning.”

”You weren’t asleep?”

”Of course! So hurry up and spill what you were up to.”

Juno Temple jumped onto Rachel Hayward’s back and said fiercely.

She was quite petite, not even 1.6 meters tall.

”Nothing much, the bathroom was broken, and Kevin went to fix the pipes!”

”Little bitch, it was your pipes, wasn’t it!”

”Let go of your hands... Hey, hey, don’t bite...”

After a brief rest, Huang Kaiwen got up to eat.

Probably because he made some money, he was in good spirits.

The old butler prepared newspapers for Huang Kaiwen and said, ”Sir, Calderon came by today.”

”When?”

Huang Kaiwen asked.

There was no need to question Calderon’s intentions.

Although Calderon was a bit subpar, he was truly a loyal fan of Yellow Ball King.

”He came in the morning as you were returning. I told him you weren’t here, but he didn’t believe me and kept shouting at the door, so I had to let him in to see for himself.”

Albert said.

”You did well.”

Huang Kaiwen said.

No matter how Calderon was, he treated Yellow Ball King quite well.

Couldn’t just leave him outside the house.

Huang Kaiwen skimmed through the newspaper.

The rumors about him were more popular than the matches.

”The Times” reviewed Mike Dean, writing, ”Main referee Mike Dean’s imaginative body language makes him look like a silent film actor. His actions, suspected of celebration after Tottenham scored, further cast doubt on his fan allegiance. While he says he’s a hometown team fan, everyone feels he’s leaning toward Tottenham. It was an exciting match, unfortunately, artificially exciting. By the way, Kevin is still Kevin, his world-best position purely depends on where he plays.”

Huang Kaiwen continued flipping through and found that things weren’t peaceful on Manchester’s side either.

Youngster Anderson was photographed eating a hamburger, surely making Sir Ferguson quite angry.

When Huang Kaiwen put down the newspaper, the old butler spoke again, ”By the way, sir, a reporter from ’The Guardian’ wants to do a special interview with you.”

”They support the Labour Party, right?”

Huang Kaiwen asked.

”Yes, sir.”

”Agree to it, but I’ll choose the time.”

”Very well, sir.”

The Labour Party’s mission is to ensure collective ownership of production materials, implement an 8-hour workday, ban child labor, and enforce unemployment benefits and social insurance.

From a personal standpoint, the Labour Party can provide better protection for the fans.

From other perspectives, the United Kingdom’s current economy mainly relies on tax incentives to attract foreign tycoons to reside in London, maintaining the UK’s fiscal growth on paper.

In fact, workers’ wages in the UK haven’t increased in a long time.

Huang Kaiwen was quite happy to see some protest activities happening in the UK.

After all, everyone wants to see a troublemaker get into trouble, and Huang Kaiwen is no different.

After lightly dozing post-dinner, Huang Kaiwen changed clothes and dialed Ramos’ number.

More than 10 minutes later, Ramos was already waiting in the car at the gate.

”Black suit and black tie look cool, Sergio.”

Huang Kaiwen said as he secured his seatbelt.

”I think so too.”

Ramos grinned.

In essence, he just put on a random outfit.

But since Huang Kaiwen said so, it must be right.

When there’s time, Ramos plans to buy a few more black suits.

Around 5 in the afternoon, Huang Kaiwen and Ramos arrived at the venue.

By then, most people were seated, and while Huang Kaiwen was looking for a place to sit, Cheryl waved and called out, ”Kevin, over here.”

Huang Kaiwen, accompanied by Ramos, went over and sat down.

He nodded in greeting to Terry’s wife Toni and Cech’s wife.

Ashley Cole, winking, asked, ”Buddy, how was yesterday?”

The originally lively table turned their eyes to Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen took a sip of the juice Ramos poured and said, ”Actually, nothing happened.”

”Tsk!”

Ashley Cole completely didn’t buy it, waving his hand, ”There are no reporters here, no need to keep things from us.”

”Because really, nothing happened, I won 120,000 pounds from those two girls, just enough to cover yesterday’s expenses.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

”Come on, you can come up with such an outrageous lie.”

Ashley Cole complained.

Terry looked at Huang Kaiwen and said, ”A reporter asked me about yesterday’s events in the morning; those models who got hit contacted the media.”

”It has nothing to do with me anyway.”

Huang Kaiwen said, ”I almost never hit women.”

”Almost?”

Toni Poole asked.

”Yes, if I ever met an extremely annoying woman, I might not be able to control myself.”

Huang Kaiwen spread his hands, ”Is it really possible to take a beating without fighting back? I can’t do that.”

”Kevin makes a good point; it’s a matter of respecting you.” Ramos explained, ”After all, everyone is equal. If you take action, it’s akin to issuing a duel challenge, and only one person will be left standing to speak.”

Huang Kaiwen raised a thumb up.

Good brother Ramos really lives up to being a college graduate.

Having previously told him about matters on Liben’s side, he didn’t expect Ramos to remember.

”Seems like that’s the case, but it does sound a bit strange.”

Toni Poole said.

”Okay, the auction is starting.”

Huang Kaiwen pointed to the front and said.