Alan didn't have a sense of honor. He was angry today mainly because this was the task assigned to him by Charles!

His biggest purpose in participating in this Olympics was to keep an eye on the equestrian team. After they won the gold medal, he would call Charles to report the good news, and that would be it.

Theoretically speaking, Allen's visit to supervise the Seoul Olympics is like a gilded achievement.

He will enter the House of Lords next year. At such a young age, he must have some impressive resume, and it must be an impressive resume!

Charles is also trying to package Allen, a retired sailor aristocrat who didn't even go to college.

Although Allen's outward appearance is very qualified, if he wants to stay in the House of Lords for a longer period of time, an impressive resume is indispensable.

In this year's European Cup, the England team did not perform well and Allen could not get into the team even if he wanted to.

As for the remaining departments, which are too critical, the nobles cannot get in. Even if Charles wants to place people there, it is impossible, mainly because Allen’s target is too big.

at last……

The only way to squeeze it in was to get it into this Olympics. The Royal British Equestrian Team is so strong, it is a sure thing for them to win a gold medal. By squeezing Alan in, the equestrian team won the gold medal, Charles was happy, and Alan also had a great resume.

The young Earl has experience in leading teams in large-scale international competitions and has won several gold medals for the empire. He sounds very reliable.

With the experience of leading a team to participate in large-scale international competitions, he can be entrusted with bigger tasks in the future.

But this is good...

It was a sure win, but the gold medal was stolen!

What was the gilded journey all about?

Scrap metal?

This is not only embarrassing for Britain, but also for Charles. As Earl Allen was the one who personally supervised the war, this is a loss of face for him!

Even so, after the game was over, there were still Korean and American reporters blocking the door to interview him, looking like they were watching a joke.

…

Old Carl looked at Alan, who was holding his waist, staring at the broken vase on the ground and breathing heavily.

He did not try to persuade them. Old Carl was not a peacemaker. After Allen recovered a little, he said, "Master...how about I go and get the referees..."

His right hand formed into a knife and he made a fake chop, with a ruthless look on his face.

"No need! Let's research their information first. This is in Korea, and there are many people and things going on. Let me think about it."

Alan walked into the courtyard, sat down on the steps beside the lawn, and asked the servant to bring him cigarettes.

I lit a cigarette and took a puff to ease my mood.

It has been a long time since he was targeted like this. Allen didn't want to care why the Koreans did this, he just felt that he was being targeted.

But it is not appropriate to directly cause trouble for the referee at such a critical moment.

This wasn't the airport, it was full of their people. A small receptionist just held my head and stuffed me into the car.

If we send people to kill those referees right after the game is over, it will definitely make things worse.

More importantly, the scores and rankings have now been determined and cannot be changed in the short term.

That is, the so-called established facts have been formed.

And he had no solid evidence to prove that these referees were targeting the British equestrian team.

This is the disgusting thing about technical games. It is hard to find evidence, even with video footage. In the World Cup finals in previous years, there were videos that showed that Maradona committed handball, but so what? People called it the Hand of God!

Now he has suffered a loss, and it is not Allen's style to have no reaction. How can he bear to be beaten in the face by others?

But if he couldn't bear it and couldn't produce any evidence, he could only stand there in helplessness and rage.

This feeling is very frustrating!

Now four of the six events in the three major events of equestrian competition have been completed, and only two are left!

If we allow the Koreans to continue like this, who knows what will happen to those two items?

“Karl!”

Alan flicked the half-smoked cigarette butt directly onto the lawn in the distance and called out "Old Carl".

…

"Master, you say."

"Go and get Martino. I have something to tell you."

"OK!"

Old Carl quickly called a bodyguard and asked him to call Martino, the old consultant who came from Britain for support.

Allen sat on the steps, crossed his arms on his thighs, lowered his head and thought for a while, then glanced at old Carl who was waiting beside him and said, "Go to the hotel where the delegation is staying and tell the management to gather our reporters here and send the news back. I want to see the corresponding pressure news in tomorrow's newspaper."

"Pressure news?"

Old Carl was a little confused. What’s the use of this?

"We don't have any evidence right now. If we rashly accuse them, who knows how the Americans will laugh at us. What if they say we can't afford to lose..."

Alan stared at the lawn in a daze. These bastards were so shameless and cunning that they would not admit it even if you told them without evidence. It would be better to just be sarcastic and make innuendos. The British media is still very capable.

"What I want is to question their refereeing level and fairness. I want to question them! Do you understand? Not to affirm them, but to question them so that they can restrain themselves a little."

Now the game is too close, there is no time to think of other solutions. This kind of pressure news is no longer a solution.

Fortunately, the remaining three days of equestrian competition will rely more on hard power.

This thing can be understood as a competition like triathlon, where contestants need to complete three competitive events consecutively within three days, all based on their own strength!

Just like the 100-meter race in track and field, even if the Koreans bribed the referee, they couldn't let the referee go up and hold their legs to disrupt the race, right?

The only thing Allen was worried about was that when the three-day team competition started, there would be many contestants. If the Koreans were ruthless, they could tamper with many small things, and it would not be as difficult to tamper with them as in the individual competition.

"Sir! What do you want me to do?"

After a night's rest, Martino looked obviously more energetic than yesterday. On the way here, he had heard about what happened today. As soon as he entered the yard, he looked at Allen with a serious face.

…

"Martino, you haven't been around here much, so I'll give you a mission. Take the people you brought from China, pretend to be Americans, and go investigate the internment camps in South Korea, the newly built ones. Try to take videos and take photos. It would be even better if you can bribe some of the managers there. As for other news, try to collect any news about other countries being targeted by the Koreans."

Alan explained the task very quickly.

"this……"

Martino frowned, thought for a moment, and began to understand what Allen meant.

Koreans seem to be letting themselves go and becoming a little arrogant in their own territory.

In this case, if he can't start from the front, it's better to start from the side. Allen asked him to collect these information. Given the temperament of Koreans, they are so arrogant now. If he is determined to investigate, he will definitely be able to catch their dirty tricks.

Whether these scandals are exposed during the Olympics or after returning to the country, they will give Koreans a severe blow!

This gentleman never suffers any loss. This time the Koreans have let him down. If he wants the information again...

The consequences are already obvious.

"Okay, I'll arrange it now."

Martino bowed slightly to Allen and touched his chest, showing proper courtesy. After the greeting, he looked at old Carl again, nodded to him, and then went out to do his business.

…

"Master... you should go to bed early. Are you going to watch the game tomorrow? There will be a light-middleweight boxing final tomorrow..."

Old Carl saw that Alan had calmed down, bent down, and gave cautious advice.

"What's so interesting about boxing? I won't go..."

Alan waved his hands. He couldn't kick, and he had to wear gloves. It was boring...

"Master, this is the final between the American and Korean contestants."

"Um?"

Upon hearing the contestants' nationalities, Alan suddenly became interested.

You Koreans are all black, so I want to see how you play against your wild dad.

"Okay, what time? You arrange it."

"Okay, you can have a good rest in the morning for the game tomorrow afternoon."

Old Carl was very familiar with Allen's temper. The reason he suggested Allen to watch a boxing match was to help him relax and cool down.

"Oh, right..."

Alan turned his head and looked around. It has been a while since he came back, so why hasn’t he seen those two little goblins?

Normally at this time, they would have been clinging to him, wishing they could skip dinner and go straight to evening self-study, asking Teacher Allen to teach them biology. What happened today?

"Where did they both go?"

"Ah... those two tour guides, didn't you tell them to go shopping?"

Old Carl looked at the sky again and said, "At this time, he should be back soon."

"good……"

As soon as Allen finished speaking, there was a noticeable commotion at the door. After waiting for half a minute, a group of people pushed the door open and walked in. Several bodyguards came back with Jiaxin and Shuzhen, carrying large and small shopping bags.

…

"Alan? Why didn't you call when you came back early? Why did you come back so early today?"

Jiaxin saw Alan sitting on the steps and thought he was waiting for her, so she trotted a few steps to sit on Alan's left and put her arm around his arm.

"Haha, I came back early because of something. How was it? What did you buy today?"

Alan's arm was shaken a few times by Jiaxin, and he watched her happily tell Alan where she had been shopping today and what she had bought.

"I also bought you a set of clothes, and the black stockings you like..."

As Jiaxin spoke, her voice became lower and lower.

"oh?"

Nothing else, but...

Buying black silk stockings by herself is quite conscious. This girl has a future!

"Okay, come on, take a bath with me."

Alan glanced again at Shuzhen who was standing beside him and staring at him with a smile.

Although she looks gorgeous, her personality is a little cold. She is far from being as enthusiastic as Jiaxin. In comparison, Alan still prefers enthusiastic ones.

He stood up, took Jiaxin who had just returned, and gestured to Shuzhen, asking them to accompany him to take a shower.

…

In the small screening room, there is a 65-inch small screen hanging on the wall. This is the viewing equipment sent to Allen by Sony. By the way, they also handed over their latest movie, which is the one that asked Allen to help review the script last year.

Alan was half lying on the large sofa in his bathrobe. Shuzhen stood behind the sofa with a towel, helping him wipe his hair.

To be honest, the plot on the screen is boring...

Mainly the heroine. I don't know what Sony was thinking. This heroine looks like a mixed-race girl with very obvious Western features. Her skin is extremely fair, especially when she is made up like the traditional geisha makeup of the island country. That feeling...

Like a ghost.

From Allen's aesthetic point of view, this mixed-race girl is not beautiful at all except for her white skin. Anyway, he can't appreciate her.

I guess Sony is just aiming to launder money. As for the box office, they are too lazy to even pretend. This is just nonsense.

But as the plot progresses, the heroine is assaulted by an old man in the guest room.

Especially the old one who was almost dying, with a head of naturally curly white hair and a wretched look on his face.

Alan was a little stunned by what he saw. It seems that the Japanese people have such strong tastes.

When he was filming "Deep Water", he had sex with Monica in front of Grant through the wall.

As for the plot, even if there is cheating, it is all young people in their twenties and thirties. I didn’t expect the Japanese to go straight to the old guy. This...

The visual impact is really huge!

"Alan...drink some water."

A glass of lemonade was handed to his mouth. Alan drank a little with a dry mouth, then grabbed Jiaxin's hand and pulled her into his arms.

Jiaxin sat on Allen's lap with a shy and eager look on her face, and was about to speak...

Alan pressed her down by the neck.

"Don't block my movie, baby... come on."

Alan shifted his sitting position and put one leg on the armrest of the sofa.

…

"hiss."

Some of the movement made Alan gasp, but he kept his eyes on the movie on the screen.

He admitted that he had just blamed the Japanese people wrongly and that the director of this movie was very creative.

…

The stadium was filled with noise, and Alan couldn't hear what the Koreans were saying.

Alan slept until he woke up naturally this morning. He was in great spirits, as if yesterday's depression had disappeared completely.

…

Sitting on Alan's right was William, next to William sat old Carl, sitting on his left was Jiaxin, next to Jiaxin sat Shuzhen.

Today, the whole family came to watch the light middleweight boxing final between the American and Korean players.

At this time, the American player Roy Jones Jr. on the field hit the Korean boxer Park Hee-hong with his punches, and his entire face looked unrecognizable.

that's all……

The little stick boy fell to the ground several times, but he still refused to admit defeat.

Before coming, Allen thought that today's game would be a loving father-son match, with both sides just playing it for show. But who knew that once the game started, the two sides fought extremely fiercely!

Now, seeing most of the Korean spectators in the boxing gym watching the match, excited as crazy, and shouting hysterically, Allen pushed Jiaxin and asked, "What are they shouting?"

"They were cursing at the Korean guy who was boxing in the ring."

"Ah? Why are you scolding him?"

Allen was a little confused about the Koreans' way of thinking. When their own players fell behind, shouldn't they cheer and encourage them?

Why are you still cursing?