After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 603 - 0244 Bernabeu Love Story (Please Subscribe)_2

Capello handed over a towel and said,

"I understand, Coach."

Huang Kaiwen nodded, took the towel, and started wiping his sweat.

Exceptional coaches like Capello not only make substitutions but also tell you the reasons for them.

Ancelotti might have liked to dope the Yellow Ball King, but aside from that, he was outstanding in other areas.

It now seemed the coaches Huang had encountered were all quite good.

"By the way, I’ve also prepared some food for you, you must be hungry."

Capello said with a smile.

"Can I go check the box first? I’ll come back when it’s time to celebrate."

Huang Kaiwen asked.

Lately, the young miss had been immersed in bullying Lily, and Huang Kaiwen was somewhat worried.

How could he not join in on such a fun activity as bullying Lily?

"Of course, that’s no problem, I’ll have someone send it to the box during the halftime break!"

Capello nodded and said, "But you must come back for the championship celebration, it’ll be boring without you, and the fans wouldn’t accept it."

"I understand."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and headed towards the players’ tunnel.

Along the way, quite a few Real Madrid staff members greeted Huang Kaiwen.

When Huang Kaiwen reached the door of the box, his face stiffened.

Click—

The door of the box made a small sound.

As Huang Kaiwen entered, he smelled an unusual odor.

"We were guessing where you went after being substituted off,"

Adriana, the wife of the horse team, said with a smile.

"Where else could I go?"

Huang Kaiwen sat down on the sofa and said with a laugh.

"Did you see Lily when you came back?"

The young miss asked with a smile.

"Where did she go?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

Upon entering, he had noticed Lily was not in the box.

"There are mosquitoes in the box, she went out for some fresh air,"

the young miss said, blinking.

Huang Kaiwen felt she was up to no good.

With the horse team wife present, he didn’t find it appropriate to ask further.

Huang Kaiwen sat on the sofa, listening to Adriana and the young miss chat, occasionally chiming in.

Adriana asked, "Kevin, you’re not optimistic about Spain’s economy?"

"Yes, I’m not that optimistic,"

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said, "If you’re thinking of investing, I would suggest doing it in Milan."

Hearing Adriana’s question, Huang Kaiwen guessed her intentions.

Wealthy people all share one concern: how to protect their money.

Even when already having plenty, they must find ways to combat inflation.

Players lack business experience and connections, so many have tried various ventures, most of which end in losses or scams.

"Could you tell me why?"

Adriana asked.

"Italy is a lackey of the United States, I apologize if I offend you,"

Huang Kaiwen continued after seeing Adriana wasn’t offended, "Italy prospers with American support, offering more developed economic opportunities. You have connections in Milan, and both Milanese and Italian fans would support your business. I can’t think of any advantage Spain has. I’m even worried they’ll abolish Beckham’s Law and back-tax me."

The Beckham Law was established during Florentino’s tenure, in order to attract foreign players, he persuaded the then Prime Minister Aznar to set it up, with exceptional foreign players only needing to pay 24% income tax, while Spanish local players were taxed at 43%.

Huang Kaiwen was not worrying for no reason.

He remembered clearly that the Spanish Tax Agency fucking loved to settle accounts after the autumn.

And it was the kind of underhanded settling where they demand money even if you haven’t evaded taxes.

"Alright, I’ll think about it some more,"

Adriana said.

Click—

The sound of the box room door was heard.

Lily pushed open the door and, seeing Huang Kaiwen, she flung herself onto him in surprise and said, "How come you’re here?"

"Because I was subbed off, yeah,"

Huang Kaiwen said, patting Lily on the head.

Lily rubbed against him, full of clinginess.

Adriana used her gaze to inquire Barbara.

Barbara said with a smile, "It’s nothing, I like Lily too, and it’s good that Kevin is happy."

"You’re really..."

It took Adriana several seconds before she said, "You’re really magnanimous."

"You wouldn’t understand."

The lady said meaningfully.

Watching Lily dragging Huang Kaiwen out the door, she also wanted to take a look around.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t leave at the moment.

In the corridors of Bernabeu.

"Kevin, you should be able to win the Laureus Award,"

Calderon said, stopping in front of Huang Kaiwen.

"Sorry Mr. President, I have other things to attend to,"

Huang Kaiwen said, holding Lily’s hand.

On one side was Lily’s invitation.

On the other, a chat with the Mediterranean president about some award.

You’d know which to choose just by using your toes.

Lily, unable to wait, eagerly pulled Huang Kaiwen away.

Calderon watched Huang Kaiwen’s figure disappear before he put away the smile on his face.

Calderon mumbled to himself, "Always stay humble before those who can help you."

He knew very well who brought him everything he had now.

...

Huang Kaiwen had never thought that he would revisit the old place.

If he had to say what part of Bernabeu left the deepest impression on him.

The Yellow Ball King’s only answer would be—the restroom!

That place held too many memories of the Yellow Ball King, and that night he almost faced defeat was unforgettable for the Yellow Ball King.

Thankfully, Lily wasn’t Shakira.

The young girl had quickly learned to speak French.

Huang Kaiwen, not wanting to miss the post-match celebration, decided to temporarily spare the vanquished nation and planned to attempt a full conquest of Paris later that night.

After sitting with Lily for a while, Huang Kaiwen saw that it was about time and, hugging Lily, he asked, "Can you get back to the box on your own?"

"I should be able to,"

Lily said softly.

"Forget it, I’ll take you back,"

Then, Huang Kaiwen bent down to give Lily a princess carry and headed toward the box with her in his arms.

The Real Madrid staff passing by had very expressive faces.