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Chapter 747: Chapter 747

Real Madrid played against Getafe at their home stadium.

Even though Real Madrid was behind for 70 minutes, Capello showed no intention of letting Huang Kaiwen play.

In the final moments of the game, Sneijder scored from a free kick, drawing the match with Getafe and helping Real Madrid secure a difficult tie.

Diarra and Cannavaro were injured, delivering another blow to Real Madrid’s defense.

The tense Real Madrid players finally breathed a sigh of relief when they returned to the locker room.

A tie was at least something that wouldn’t make Capello too angry.

"Kevin, why don’t we celebrate at your place?"

After running twelve kilometers in today’s game and dealing with unruly kids, Raul also wanted to relax.

"Sure, I’ll call Albert to prepare a little."

Huang Kaiwen said as he fiddled with his phone.

Although the game had ended at ten o’clock, the night life in Spain was just beginning.

It was a bit difficult to get things ready at this time, but that little difficulty could easily be smoothed over with money.

"Kevin, I won’t go today,"

"I have some things to handle too, sorry Kevin,"

Huang Kaiwen looked incredulously at Cassano.

It was understandable if Higuain had things to handle.

Cassano, who was extremely afraid of being alone and loved parties, was now actually declining?

Cassano explained, "I have a date with a girl today. After all, my charm is too great; she’s asked me out several times already, and I’m worried she’ll take it badly if I don’t go."

"Stop being a buzzkill and bragging here!"

"Even standing next to Kevin, your own relatives wouldn’t pick you," Ramos said.

"That’s still better than you, our innocent little boy,"

"I’m just single right now!"

"Your ex-girlfriend must be so unlucky to have ended up with a sissy like you!" Cassano taunted.

"Asshole, you’re dead!"

Ramos roared, charging forward swiftly.

Cassano ran around Huang Kaiwen, his shorter stature making him much more agile than Ramos.

Huang Kaiwen rubbed his temples.

This scene was really lively; Ramos’s return on loan was truly something else.

Cassano probably wasn’t telling the truth, but even as friends, one shouldn’t pry too deeply into others’ privacy.

"Since Antonio isn’t going, let’s just call it off today,"

"Alright, we’ll gather another time. I recently got some good stuff; come over and try it then,"

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

The lady of the house arrived before the game and even stole a few bottles of good wine from Be.

Now, she was highly favored by Be, and her rise to a higher position was just a matter of time.

Huang Kaiwen doubted whether Be’s money would be enough for him to splurge until the end of his life.

With such a dutiful daughter, the family fortune would eventually all be his.

Since there was no party, Huang Kaiwen went home alone.

A more fierce battle awaited him at home—Yellow Ball King was in for a fight.

After completing a set of Yang style Tai Chi learned from the martial arts hall, Capello expelled a breath of stale air and wiped his forehead with a towel; Laura had already prepared breakfast.

Laura Capello said with a smile, "Your complexion looks much better now."

"Tai Chi is a miraculous art that can strengthen the body. You should practice it with me,"

Capello said seriously.

"Sure, sure, I’ll definitely learn when I have time!"

Laura cajoled in a tone used for pacifying children.

"You shouldn’t disbelieve it. The founder of Tai Chi Chuan, Zhang Sanfeng, lived to be 218 years old,"

"If I live that long, how would I even face people? My skin would be all wrinkled!"

Her focus was always a bit peculiar.

"Even if you were 1000 years old, you would still be the prettiest!" Capello said.

The two happily finished their breakfast. Laura said, "You have a videotape to return today, right? Also, pick up some butter and light cream on the way."

She planned to make some desserts.

He went back to his study, packed up the videotapes, placed them in an eco-friendly bag, took his car keys, and hummed a tune from a movie as he cheerfully walked downstairs.

When he reached the white line by the building, the eco-friendly bag fell from Capello’s hand, and a videotape fell out. The cover of the videotape featured a person with a thunderous expression and wings.

Unaware of the fallen items, Capello noticed his car had been propped up by a lot of red bricks, and all four tires had mysteriously disappeared. Veins on his forehead throbbed visibly.

"Who, who did this!!!"

He swore that this matter wasn’t over and that he would make the culprit pay once caught.

At noon, Huang Kaiwen got up and went downstairs.

"Master, someone delivered a treasure map to you,"

Europe still held many treasures, especially those plundered by artists in the past, many of which were never found.

Treasure maps often appeared in movies involving artists.

Sometimes the treasures were buried in a mountain in Eastern Europe, or they sank along with a submarine on their way to America.

If such treasures could indeed be found, it would constitute a significant fortune.

Huang Kaiwen remembered that in Europe, finding a treasure meant ownership on an individual level, at least that’s what the movies portrayed.

He must consult someone at some point; a submarine full of artists’ loot could easily be worth several billion Euros.