After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

Chapter 1585: Chapter 441: Whose Lieutenant Is Bolt?

Cech said irritably.

”I’m not going to outdrink Ashley, or let him take his pants off. If he loses face, we all lose face.”

Terry said.

The saying ”one prospers, all prosper; one suffers, all suffer” about Huang Kaiwen was widely accepted by the Chelsea players.

Now, no one wanted their teammates to embarrass themselves in the newspapers.

Cech didn’t argue any further.

Terry turned to Huang Kaiwen and asked, ”What do you think, do we have a shot at the Hercules Cup?”

”England?”

Huang Kaiwen asked with a peculiar tone.

England always has high expectations, but their performance is really lacking.

”Yes, England.”

Terry nodded.

”If we perform well, there should be hope, right?”

Huang Kaiwen said uncertainly.

Lampard went to Real Madrid, who knows how he will perform in the World Cup.

Compared to England, Yellow Ball King had more faith in his good buddy Ramos’ Spain.

After more than an hour of flying, the entire Chelsea team landed at London Heathrow Airport.

Even before passing customs, the fans had already shown their enthusiasm.

”Champions!”

”Champions!”

”We are the champions!!!”

Terry and Ballack came out with the trophy, and the atmosphere soared even higher.

The fans’ cheers drowned out the noise of planes taking off and landing, the whole hall was filled with their cheers.

The officers from Scotland Yard who came to maintain order were swaying under the fans’ enthusiasm, like a fishing boat on the crest of a wave, seemingly on the verge of capsizing at any moment.

When Huang Kaiwen and Ramos appeared, the atmosphere in the hall reached its peak.

”Saint Kevin!!!”

”Saint Kevin!!!”

”Saint Kevin!!!”

The fans showed unprecedented enthusiasm.

Huang Kaiwen’s performance in the UEFA Champions League final was outstanding, and many fans were so excited by the adrenaline that they didn’t sleep all night.

Kenyon handed the microphone to Huang Kaiwen with a bitter face.

This had become a Chelsea tradition; in moments like these, Huang Kaiwen had to say a few words to disperse the fans.

”Long time no see, champions!”

As soon as Huang Kaiwen spoke, there was another wave of screams in the hall.

”Under the leadership of Mr. Mourinho and the coaching staff, supported by Mr. Abramovich and the club’s executives, we have once again stood on the peak of Europe.”

Huang Kaiwen waved his hand and said, ”Chelsea Club has a history of over a century, but you are the lucky ones, witnessing your team transform from an ordinary club to a world giant. This is the result of the combined efforts of the players, the coaching staff, the owner, and all of you. There’s only one seven-time champion in the world, and only one king in London, tell me, who is it?”

”Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea!”

Huang Kaiwen waved his hand again and said, ”Alright, see you at tomorrow’s celebration. We need to go home and get some rest.”

It was tough getting on the bus.

Even with the fans cooperating, it took half an hour for the bus to slowly start moving.

There were too many fans who drove to the airport, causing quite a traffic jam.

Fortunately, most of the players lived in the West End, so there was no need to drive all over London.

Ramos got off the bus with Huang Kaiwen.

Seeing Huntelaar and Bale also getting off, he unhappily asked, ”Why aren’t you going home?”

”I told my dad, I want to go play at Kevin’s house.”

Bale said sheepishly.

”Let’s go.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

The more, the merrier.

With four people, just one call and they could start gaming.

He’d call up Riot Games later, asking them to fast-track the release of their character. Why name him Graves? No matter how strong Graves is, can he be better than Tetsuya Yamashita’s ganking skills?

Creating a hero from Liben would also make it easier to promote over there.

Although Huang Kaiwen hadn’t really had high hopes.

Liben people are like good stocks, but there’s really no big market for PC games there.

As soon as they entered, the old butler had already prepared afternoon tea.

”Welcome home, Sir.”

Albert said with a smile.

”Anything happen in London?”

Huang Kaiwen asked.

”Nothing much, the newspapers say the Premier League victory is a victory for the England national team.”

Albert said somewhat disdainfully.

”Alright, I’ll have a look later.”

Huang Kaiwen handed his backpack to the old butler and said, ”There’s a souvenir in here for you and Neo.”

”Yes, Sir.”

Albert took it and prepared the tableware for everyone.

Huang Kaiwen casually picked up a newspaper.

Damn!

”The Times” headline was mocking the Spaniards.

The Bernabeu had become the stage for the British and Germans, and there was a theft at the Royal Museum of Madrid.

Huang Kaiwen couldn’t shake the feeling that Boas and their lot were involved in this.

”Daily Mail”: ”The England WAGs are ready, Victoria Beckham blasted Capello at a brand launch event, saying Capello’s refusal to call up David Beckham was a personal vendetta. She said Beckham could make it to the World Cup. But we think she should focus more on her business. Since the brand Victoria Beckham was founded in 2008, it’s been losing money. If David doesn’t work hard to earn enough, they might end up in bankruptcy.”

”Financial Times”: ”According to information we received, Hoeness has already convinced Bayern’s top management to make a 120 million offer for Kevin this summer, and they’ve also prepared a player plus cash offer for Ramos. Bringing Ramos could indeed help attract Kevin to join.”

The pivotal Ferguson, in an interview with ”Manchester Evening News,” shared some of his views: ”Long ago, I told the young players at Carrington to learn from Kevin, that humility would lead to progress. They shouldn’t think they’re invincible just because they earn tens of thousands of pounds every week. They should be inspired by Kevin’s performance.