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

Chapter 1965 - 516: Prearranged Winter Break Signings

Huang Kaiwen stepped off the stage, and Gerry Breen immediately came up to shake Huang Kaiwen’s hand and said, "Thank you so much for everything you’ve done. It’s very important to us."

"You’re welcome."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Nothing much happening this summer.

The Yellow Ball King could only spend more time on social media.

The key is to joke about the UK government, and the British themselves won’t be upset.

Next year is the London Olympics, and by then, the Yellow Ball King wants the entire British Isles to be his supporters.

First, he needs to overwhelm that Bolt guy with his presence.

Losing to Bolt in both Yanjing and Berlin was the greatest defeat in Huang Kaiwen’s life.

At the London Olympics, Huang Kaiwen wants to recover on all fronts.

So in the year leading up to the Olympics, he planned to work on building goodwill in other countries of the British Isles.

Next, Huang Kaiwen flew to Manchester.

Manchester was a lucky place for Huang Kaiwen.

In a restaurant, Huang Kaiwen met Sir Ferguson again, and he felt a bit sentimental about the impressive nature of this old Scotsman. Despite his health not being ideal, his spirit was excellent.

Sir Ferguson, in a thick Scottish accent, joked, "Sir Kevin, nice to see you again. This time, I hope you can tell me you’re thinking about playing for Manchester United."

"If you can guarantee me a post-tax salary of over 120 million British Pounds."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

"Cough... let’s talk about Edwin instead."

Sir Ferguson almost lost his composure.

Last year, the total salary expenditure of Manchester United was only 148 million British Pounds.

Even if they gave all that money to Huang Kaiwen, it wouldn’t be enough after taxes.

Ferguson could only shake his head and lament that good things are truly expensive.

However, he also believed Huang Kaiwen was worth that much money; his impact was indeed comparable to that of an entire team.

"Where’s our main character?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"He should be in the Hall of Fame at Trafford."

Sir Ferguson said, "He’s about to retire, and surely feeling nostalgic. Edwin is one of the best goalkeepers I’ve ever seen."

"The other one is Peter Schmeichel?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Assuming he doesn’t want to hit me."

Sir Ferguson said with a laugh.

His hairdryer wasn’t always successful; one time, he angered Schmeichel so much that he wanted to hit him.

Seeing Sir Ferguson constantly pouring himself drinks, Huang Kaiwen advised, "Sir, if you want to stay healthy, you should drink less."

"When you’re my age, you’ll understand that not restraining yourself is best."

Sir Ferguson said, "We didn’t enjoy anything when we were young. Now that we’re old and have money, if we don’t spend a bit, are we just going to leave it to those spendthrifts and waste it on damn inheritance tax?"

"True."

Huang Kaiwen nodded with a smile.

Everyone’s attitude towards life is different.

The two chatted and ate until they encountered reporters as they left the restaurant.

"Kevin, is your visit to Manchester indicating you want to transfer to Manchester United?"

"What’s your opinion on Manchester United’s new goalkeeper De Gea?"

"Are you planning to attend Edwin van der Sar’s retirement ceremony today, and what do you think of van der Sar’s skills?"

"Fabregas is getting closer to Barça, do you think he can fit in at Barcelona?"

"Someone claimed to have seen you and Inzaghi driving a submarine together, is that true?"

"..."

Sir Ferguson looked at Huang Kaiwen with schadenfreude.

Huang Kaiwen shook his head.

British journalists are still so quick.

He said, "I’ll say a few things: first, I’m not planning to transfer to Manchester United, Sir Ferguson just turned me down..."

Before Huang Kaiwen could finish, Ferguson immediately said, "That’s because we can’t afford your salary."

Huang Kaiwen shrugged and continued, "I’m indeed here to attend the retirement ceremony today; as for Fabregas, I don’t want to comment, I just know there won’t be a second coach in the world better for him than Arsene Wenger, absolutely not. As for De Gea, I know him, his reflexes are quick, he’ll succeed, but he needs to improve his handling of high balls, and the submarine thing I know nothing about."

"What about van der Sar?"

The reporter pressed on.

"Edwin has been one of the best goalkeepers in the world for many years. Whether he’s competing with Buffon, Casillas, Kahn, or Cech, he won’t fall behind. What’s even more amazing is his state at 41 years old; I can’t imagine what my condition will be at 41."

Huang Kaiwen didn’t wait for the reporter to ask more questions and immediately continued, "I actually have a suggestion. I’ve always loved competing in Manchester, so if the Olympics could host the sprints in Manchester, I’d be even happier. I believe Bolt, as a Manchester United fan, wouldn’t refuse, but the specifics are up to you to resolve."

After speaking, Huang Kaiwen pulled Sir Ferguson away.

With Sir Ferguson carrying a pacemaker, even British reporters didn’t dare to get too close.

"You certainly gave them a big story."

Sir Ferguson said, "It’s the London Olympics, but you want to run in Manchester?"

"Of course, I’ve always wanted to settle the score with Bolt in Manchester, I believe I won’t lose in this city."

Huang Kaiwen took the keys, sat in Sir Ferguson’s Camaro’s driver’s seat, and said.

With Sir Ferguson present, it wouldn’t be appropriate to let Sir Ferguson drive.

The two went together to the Theatre of Dreams.

Huang Kaiwen appeared in the audience.

The camera repeatedly focused on Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen smiled and waved his hand, signaling the director to stop the close-up.