Chapter 2345 - 595: Meazza Strikes Oil
Feeling a bit jealous, Lily grabbed the young miss, but this happens during breastfeeding.
She sprayed all over Lily’s face.
Huang Kaiwen laughed heartily from the side.
Lily kicked Huang Kaiwen in the leg and ran upstairs to wash her face.
July 4th.
In the morning, Huang Kaiwen went for a picnic with his family, and in the afternoon, he boarded a flight to London.
"Tottenham signed Dempsey, but they can’t sell Van der Vaart. The buyers’ offers are far from what they want."
Gagliani laughed gloatingly.
Van der Vaart played decently at Tottenham, and there is good interest from both Bundesliga and La Liga clubs.
However, after being cut from the Netherlands team, buyers are lowballing.
A player who was originally worth around 20 million, they are only willing to offer 8 million Euros.
"What about Inter over there?"
Huang Kaiwen asked.
In the morning, he saw news about Inter Milan changing ownership.
There’s no way Big shot won’t spend money.
"Rumor has it they’re trying to bring in Bale and Modric from Chelsea, and Xabi Alonso from Bayern."
Gagliani said.
Huang Kaiwen:...
He’s sure Alonso won’t come to Serie A.
Even if Alonso is determined, after losing to the Yellow Ball King so many times, there’s bound to be some trauma.
If he joins Serie A, he’d face them at least twice every season.
Sometimes even six or seven times, wouldn’t that depress him?
"Contact Bale’s agent, see if he’s willing to play as a wing back."
Huang Kaiwen said: "Remember to give Chelsea a heads-up, don’t contact the player directly."
He’s been looking for a balanced left back for a while.
But if Bale is willing to play back as a wingback, he would be a good choice too.
His defense isn’t world-class, but his offensive capabilities are super strong.
Building a Yellow Ball King and Bale left flank, tearing apart all of Europe wouldn’t be a problem.
As for Modric, forget it.
Although he’s outstanding, Milan already has a lot of midfielders.
A few years later, they’ll just bring in Kanté to clean up for Kroos and the others.
After about two hours, the group landed in London.
As they exited security, many people held up their phones and cameras.
Huang Kaiwen had just left the airport and encountered UK journalists.
Their efficiency really puts their counterparts worldwide to shame.
Seeing an old acquaintance, Huang Kaiwen said with a smile: "5 minutes, I have other things afterward."
The Sun newspaper’s journalist Walter Harper asked: "It’s said you have a deep relationship with Emilia Clarke, some people have seen you at her house, is this true?"
"Of course, we are friends."
Huang Kaiwen said.
"Come on!" Harper spread his hands: "You know what I want to ask."
"Then you should know exactly how I will answer."
Huang Kaiwen said: "Three more minutes."
"Some say your attitude towards competitions is extremely irresponsible, you’ve signed up for three major events and five minor ones, not training yet coaching in Europe during the summer, what do you think about this?"
Harper asked.
"Who is this person?"
"Swiss equestrian athlete Geralda."
Harper said.
"Whether or not you train depends on your performance, these things really don’t need any explanation."
Huang Kaiwen said.
He’s never heard of this Geralda.
But equestrian athletes generally come from good families.
Probably a second-generation thinking they’re all that.
Second-generation people who talk nonsense come in two types, one has a really strong background and isn’t afraid of trouble. But Huang Kaiwen has never encountered this kind.
Second-generation with backgrounds are usually very polite to him.
They may not fear Huang Kaiwen, but extreme fans aren’t as reasonable as the Yellow Ball King.
Being worth billions, wouldn’t it be risky if one day an enthusiastic fan decides to knife them?
Huang Kaiwen thinks this Geralda is the second type.
Not too bright in the head.
"Last question, which team do you think will win the Olympic championship?"
Huang Kaiwen thought for a moment, he couldn’t recall anything, so he casually said: "Brazil or the United Kingdom."
There aren’t many strong football teams in the London Olympics.
Spain is already in its last glimmers.
The UK has organized all the football associations on the British Isles for the Olympics, they really aim to win at home.
"What do you think about Beckham being left out?"
Huang Kaiwen smiled, shook his head, and walked directly towards the car by the roadside. Harper wanted to follow, but Neo got off the car and stopped him in his tracks.
Playing in the United Kingdom.
The hardest to deal with are the journalists.
Neo and Albert had prepared a bit ahead in London.
The old butler tidied up Huang Kaiwen’s house in London.
During the London competition, Huang Kaiwen could live a bit more comfortably.
"There are reporters behind us, sir."
Not long after they drove out, Neo said.
"Ignore them."
Huang Kaiwen said.
Neo shook his head with a bit of regret.
He couldn’t find a chance to show off.
Soon after Huang Kaiwen returned home, there were already live broadcasting trucks outside.
Sky TV’s reporter stood at Huang Kaiwen’s house gate, speaking to the camera: "We’re currently at Kevin’s house gate, Kevin, who led the Netherlands team to win the European Cup, has already returned to his home in London. He is the most attention-grabbing participant in this Olympics, and Kevin has signed up for equestrian, triathlon, archery, 200 meters, and 100 meters. Even though the London Olympic Organizing Committee has made adjustments to the schedule, we are still concerned about Kevin’s stamina and energy..."
Huang Kaiwen returned home and charged his phone.
Once he turned it on, it was full of calls and messages from Inzaghi.
Huang Kaiwen called back and asked: "What’s up, Filippo I?"