Chapter 425: Chapter 425
In addition, there is another piece of good news: the Royal Spanish Football Federation has decided to reduce the suspension against Ramos from the original seven matches to three.
After returning to Madrid, Ramos made a point of running over to Huang Kaiwen’s house to celebrate together.
On December 7, Huang Kaiwen went to Leonardo Compton’s Affiliated Hospital for a check-up.
For such a minor thing, there was no need to fly back to Milan specifically.
Basically, any hospital is more reliable than Real Madrid’s medical office.
"Kevin, you should be able to return to the field in about a week," said the doctor with a smile.
"It won’t take longer, will it?" Huang Kaiwen asked.
"No, it might even be sooner, certainly not later. You should feel it yourself, you are almost recovered."
After signing an autograph for the doctor, Huang Kaiwen left the hospital.
Looking at it this way, he could still make it for a home field appearance.
Receiving the Ballon d’Or and merely making an appearance without playing always felt like something was missing.
For this reason, Huang Kaiwen made a point of calling Kaka, Maldini, and Inzaghi to tell them to take care of themselves and not to get injured by accident.
As long as the few "brothers-in-arms" don’t get injured again,
he, Huang, would be able to recover on schedule.
In the past, he always looked for ways to get injured, but now the Yellow Ball King is hoping for an early recovery.
Huang Kaiwen could only sigh; Real Madrid really struck it big.
On December 10, Real Madrid won against Espanyol in an away match, thanks to a goal from Raul.
This team, which like Barça is from the Catalonia region, reveals its origins right in the name.
In Catalonia, there are more people supporting Barcelona.
Huang Kaiwen watched the match at home, still posting on social media afterwards, and he attached a photo of Guti.
Sometimes, Guti’s passing is just too damn impressive.
In this match, Guti’s assist to Raul’s goal was like a surgical knife.
Guti’s biggest problem is his inconsistency.
When he’s in good form, his passing ability is world-class, but when he’s not, neither his passing nor dribbling works and his physical disadvantage in confrontations gets magnified significantly.
Huang Kaiwen has quite an admiration for Guti.
Unlike Morientes who left the team seeking opportunities, Guti preferred to be on the bench at Real Madrid rather than play for another team.
One man, one city–that’s the greatest romance in football.
It’s normal for players to leave a team to get more playtime, which is why Guti’s case stands out.
With his skills, he might have been a regular starter if he had left Real Madrid, but Guti just wouldn’t; even if it meant sitting on the bench, he wanted to stay in Madrid.
Almost fully recovered, Huang Kaiwen drove to Barajas Airport.
Dressed in a black suit, Huang Kaiwen leaned against a black Mercedes S600, attracting quite a few onlookers.
After dealing with the seventh wave of fans, Huang Kaiwen finally saw Shakira with her luggage.
"Have you been waiting long?"
Shakira, in high heels, approached Huang Kaiwen and asked.
Somehow she managed to convey an aura of someone 1.80 meters tall despite her nearly 1.60-meter stature.
"Quite a while, actually," Huang Kaiwen nodded.
After taking the luggage and tossing it into the trunk, he returned to the driver’s side.
Shakira turned to Huang Kaiwen from the passenger seat and said, "I thought you were going to say you hadn’t been waiting long."
"I did wait for a decent amount of time; why would I say it wasn’t long?" Huang Kaiwen laughed as he spoke.
"Well, you are... really honest."
"We’ve always been honest with each other, no need to lie."
He started the car and left the airport.
Once home, Shakira took a tour around and exclaimed, "I didn’t expect your house to be this big; rich people really live the good life."
"Aren’t you quite rich too?" Huang Kaiwen said.
"I should be way behind you; I definitely can’t afford such a big house," Shakira responded.
She had been famous for ten years but hadn’t made that much money.
It was only in the last two years after winning the Latin Grammy Awards that her income substantially increased.
"Actually, making money is quite easy. Every day when I open my eyes, the numbers in my bank account are continuously rising," Huang Kaiwen said with a laugh.
He was making money too fast.
Kevin’s tea craze had swept Italy and Spain and was now breaking into the United Kingdom, Germany, and France.
On top of that, various individual sponsors and club sponsors were lining up to give him money.
Add to that all the various businesses owned by the young lady.
Huang Kaiwen didn’t even know how to spend his money; he even considered buying a game company to make the types of games he liked to play.
Shakira rolled her beautiful eyes and took out a small box from her handbag, handing it to Huang Kaiwen, "This is a gift to congratulate you on winning the Ballon d’Or again."
Huang Kaiwen opened it and saw it was a pen.
He wasn’t much into pens, but this pen looked very nice, with exquisite craftsmanship.
Shakira said, "Tibaldi pens; these are the world’s most luxurious pens, manufactured by Bentley Motors Company, and they’re limited to 80 pieces worldwide, just suiting your status as a writer."
Huang Kaiwen had received plenty of gifts.
But it was the first time anyone had given him a pen.
Let alone such an expensive one.
Something from Bentley, globally limited edition; you could tell at a glance that it wasn’t cheap.
It seems that Shakira was very satisfied with Huang Kaiwen’s performance at the last Bernabeu battle.
Huang Kaiwen asked, "The pool at home overlooks Madrid and has a heating feature; do you want to try it out?"
"What are we waiting for then?"
December 17, Bernabéu Stadium.
Huang Kaiwen waited in the players’ tunnel as Shakira performed "Hips Don’t Lie" in the center of the field.
Seeing her hip movements, dancing the belly dance to the rhythm of the drums, Huang Kaiwen couldn’t help but hold his lower back.
Indeed, a $40,000 pen was not so easily earned.