Chapter 2389 - 605: Your Horse Is Gone (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 2389: Chapter 605: Your Horse Is Gone (Please Subscribe)

Huang Kaiwen glanced out the window, and saw even more reporters had gathered at his doorstep.

The British are way too interested in other people’s privacy.

You could see broadcast vans parked outside almost every other day.

Breaking Bolt’s record was big news in itself.

Plus, with this morning’s statement from Scotland Yard, the Yellow Ball King became the person with the highest news value again.

In such a situation, there’s no way to go out.

Huang Kaiwen picked up The Sun newspaper and continued to enjoy reading the third page.

Everything in the Olympics has a ranking, and The Sun newspaper started a historical top ten list of page-three girls.

Many were from earlier times.

After all, the internet age has greatly impacted print media.

Gilly Hazel was indeed the best-looking among them, and as for Jordan, let’s just say she didn’t match Huang Kaiwen’s aesthetic.

When Huang Kaiwen turned on the TV, they were broadcasting the men’s singles table tennis finals.

The Myanmar gambling king had real strength, winning 4:1 against Wang Hao to clinch gold.

This gold medal always felt like a reserve project of the Chinese Team in Huang Kaiwen’s memory. Whenever he turned on the TV as a kid, it was either table tennis or volleyball, and his family liked watching these two sports as well.

Huang Kaiwen was different; he preferred rhythmic gymnastics, triple jump, pole vault, and curling and other events.

After Miss woke up, the TV was showing the U.S. gymnastics all-around champion Douglas beating Komova for the title, but the national flag fell.

She sat right next to Huang Kaiwen and said: "Why didn’t you go out to train?"

"Yesterday’s training load was enough."

Huang Kaiwen embraced her and asked: "Lily hasn’t gotten up yet?"

"Probably not until evening."

Miss laughed mischievously.

As the two sat on the couch watching TV, Huang Kaiwen’s phone rang.

"Sir Mark Rolli?" Huang Kaiwen asked, hearing the introduction. ℴℴ𝗺

"Yes, I’m Mark, would you like to have dinner together tonight, Kevin?" Scotland Yard’s director asked from the other end.

"No problem, I don’t have any matches today."

Huang Kaiwen said.

The other party immediately mentioned the time.

"Got something going on?"

Miss asked.

"Yes, Scotland Yard’s director and London’s mayor invited me for dinner. Do you want to come?" Huang Kaiwen asked with a smile.

"Forget it, if we leave Lily at home by herself, she’ll be angry."

Miss said, pulling Huang Kaiwen upstairs to change clothes.

Formal occasions still require dressing appropriately.

After changing clothes, they watched a fencing match before Huang Kaiwen took Neo’s car to head out.

The meeting spot was in West London, within the Mayfair shopping district that includes Regent Street and Piccadilly Street, where there is a well-known Chinese restaurant, Hakkasan.

This place opened after Huang Kaiwen transferred from Chelsea.

Huang Kaiwen and his teammates went to the previous location as well.

What can you say.

The restaurant is underground, with very narrow stairs, intentionally creating a mysterious vibe with red brick walls on both sides, an aura of Chinese flavor from 80s foreign films; one just needs to look at the casino design in "Rush Hour 2" to get an idea.

Those movies always have various dragons, and there might be a singer on stage singing "Night in Shanghai."

However, the decor of the new location is indeed much more grand.

After speaking with the waiter, Huang Kaiwen was led to a private room.

The three of them were public figures, not suitable for discussing matters in the main hall.

Boris and Sir Mark Rolli were already sitting there.

Sir Mark Rolli welcomed him with a smile: "Have a seat, we’ve already ordered a few dishes, take a look at what you want to eat."

Huang Kaiwen picked up the menu, casually added two dishes, and handed it back to the waiter.

After the waiter left, Sir Mark Rolli raised his glass and said: "Thank you very much for supporting Scotland Yard, this incident helped us a lot."

"Scotland Yard handled it well to begin with."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Even though he wasn’t playing ball in London anymore, he and Ramos still owned property there.

Miss also frequently came to London for business.

At this time, making connections with influential people doesn’t hurt.

"In any case, thank you, Kevin."

Sir Mark Rolli said.

"I heard Sir Rolli likes horse riding?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Yes, but I’m too busy with work to have time. I often watch horse races."

Sir Mark Rolli whispered: "I put 100 pounds on you to win."

"I definitely won’t disappoint you."

Huang Kaiwen nodded in agreement.

Only then did Boris begin to speak: "Previously you saved many people, and at that time there was mention of awarding you the title of Honorary Citizen of London, but it couldn’t proceed due to the election period. This time we’re planning to award you this title before the equestrian event."

"I’m very grateful for that."

Huang Kaiwen said.

Boris always had a head of messy hair.

Though judging someone by their appearance is impolite, the impression he gives is one that easily makes people question his mental state.

Once the dishes arrived, the conversation switched to food.

All the dishes tasted sweet, which Huang Kaiwen was somewhat unaccustomed to.

August 3rd.

Accompanied by Miss and Lily, Huang Kaiwen arrived at London City Hall.

London City Hall is near Tower Bridge over the River Thames, and its architectural style is very unique.

To emphasize workplace transparency, the outer wall uses a lot of glass, allowing citizens to observe internal operations from outside.

Meanwhile, there’s an open square available for hosting various large events.

As soon as the trio got out of the car, they were surrounded by journalists.

"Kevin, some say your 9.52 seconds is due to wind speed, what do you think?"