As Boss Cha patted Alan on the shoulder one last time, the entire awarding hall, including the clerks in charge of record-keeping, spontaneously applauded.

Alan smiled and followed the waiter next to him to stand beside the red line drawn on the wall.

Although Allen's own awarding ceremony was completed, those who were behind him in line still had to come in to receive their awards. This was not like the boss paying salaries and letting people take their awards and leave.

Those who have been awarded the honors have to wait at the designated location to watch the ceremony. When everyone has been awarded the honors, everyone has to take a group photo together. This will be used as an official commemorative photo. The royal family and the official will keep this information for future inspection.

Although Allen didn't have to queue when receiving the medals, it was very uncomfortable to just stand there and wait after the first medal was awarded, especially since Allen frequently glanced at the Queen out of the corner of her eyes. When she got tired of standing, she would sit for a while, and then when she was in a good mood, she would stand not far behind Boss Cha and look at every person who came in to receive the medal with a smile.

In such an occasion, it was impossible to slip away early, which made Alan feel like he was punished by the teacher and stood at the back of the classroom. Watching his friends go up to answer questions one by one, he just wanted to finish the get out of class quickly. As for the final invitation to the party?

Forget it... He didn't want to go. It was better not to eat at this kind of banquet. They were all traditional British dishes. Alan had no interest in these banquets at all.

…

They came early in the morning to award medals. Although there were not many people, they were awarded one by one, and the ceremony for each person was very grand. Boss Cha had to encourage each of them. Some of the people being awarded medals were old, so even Boss Cha had to say a few more words.

The slow and drawn-out awarding process lasted until almost one o'clock, long past lunchtime.

Alan also watched and applauded the ceremony for several hours, which made him feel sleepy.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency, the ceremony is over."

Just after taking the photo, Alan squinted his eyes, his back slightly relaxed, and looked like he was watching the ceremony very seriously. Suddenly, he heard someone calling him. He slowly came back to his senses without making any expression and looked at Bobby Robson, who was smiling and had a rosy face next to him.

This guy is now a knight, but Bobby Robson still knows what is good for him. As for his achievement, leading the England team to fourth place in the World Cup is not high, but also not low.

Theoretically speaking, without Allen, he wouldn't have made it to the Jazz.

And now he was lucky enough to catch up with this gentleman leading the team, and then he became a knight!

As soon as the awarding ceremony was over, Bobby Robson came to Alan immediately. In addition to wanting to share his joy with him at the first time, he also wanted to thank the Earl who had "promoted" him.

…

Alan glanced at the medals on Bobby Robson's chest and curled his lips slightly.

The medal that Bobby Robson received today is called the Order of the British Empire, which can also be translated as the Medal of the British Empire, and the meaning is the same.

It is also divided into five levels in total, which is the lowest level among all the medals currently awarded by the British Empire.

Unlike other medals, only the first two of the five grades of this medal can be considered as "honored" knights, and the lower three grades...

There is only honor, but no corresponding title, not even a respectful title before the name.

But even if it were this lowest-level medal, if it were placed in a place like Hong Kong, it would probably be enough to make wealthy businessmen fight over it.

Compared to their title of Justice of the Peace, the status of this medal is even higher.

Bobby Robson was awarded the second-class medal of this order, called the Knight Commander of the Order of the Order of the Lords, abbreviated as KBE, which is the lowest rank among knights, even Huth is higher than him.

"Go, go, go!" Without saying anything more, Alan gestured to Bobby Robson to walk while talking. He didn't want to stay here for another minute.

…

"Sir, His Highness asked me to invite you to go back with him."

Not long after leaving the awarding hall, Alan was about to leave when he was stopped by a waiter who looked familiar.

"Well... let's go."

Alan looked at Bobby Robson who was about to invite him to chat and said, "Let's talk about it later. I'm leaving now."

"Sir, please take care!"

Bobby Robson looked at Alan with regret and envy as he followed the waiter to take another path. This is the advantage of having connections. Look at this gentleman, he is so young, but his communication level is so high that he is often invited by His Royal Highness.

Compared with a commoner like him, uh... no, he is a knight now, compared with a knight like himself, they are not on the same level at all. Originally, he wanted to invite this gentleman to have dinner together today to express his gratitude and to build a relationship with him, but now... what a pity.

…

Boss Cha hated Windsor Castle, so as soon as the investiture ceremony was over, he hurried away. Fearing that he would be bored on the way, he asked Alan to go with him, and the two of them could travel together from London to his Highgrove Manor.

When the convoy left the suburbs of London, Boss Cha visibly relaxed. He straightened his tie, reached out to open the cigar cabinet in the car, and as usual, threw a pack of ordinary cigarettes to Alan and smoked a cigar himself.

Alan took the cigarette but didn't rush to light it. Instead, he watched Boss Cha light the cigar with interest. When everything was ready, Boss Cha habitually touched the ring on the little finger of his left hand.

Seeing his action, Alan's heart moved.

…

There was a very small question that Allen had never had time to ask. Since he had nothing to do today, Allen boldly asked, "Your Highness...what is the meaning of your action?"

As he spoke, Alan pointed at Boss Cha's hand and made a gesture of touching a ring.

"What?"

Boss Cha paused for a moment while touching the ring, pursed his lips and glanced at his hand, saying nonchalantly, "Sometimes my fingers hurt after wearing them for too long, so I'll move them around."

"???"

Holy shit, is it that simple?

Alan was somewhat suspicious whether Boss Cha was just trying to fool him.

Although his action may seem insignificant, as the crown prince, his every move will be studied by countless people.

This action of touching the ring has a bit of historical origins. It happened last year... uh, to be precise, at the end of the year before last.

A movie called "God of Gamblers" was released in Hong Kong...

When this movie was first released in this era, the box office was average, but this movie started the trend of gambling movies and was later hailed as one of the pinnacle masterpieces of Hong Kong films.

The protagonist of the movie, God of Gamblers Gao Jin, has two major hobbies, which are smoking, drinking and perming hair.

But he feels awesome when he eats chocolate. Another hobby of his is touching the ring on his right hand. This little action comes from the fact that Boss Cha likes to touch the ring on his left hand.

This is a kind of blind imitation, and they don't even know what Boss Cha means.

Alan didn't know either, but he had contact with Boss Cha, so he just happened to think of it today and asked the person involved directly.

…

Boss Cha sighed. If it was an outsider, he wouldn't want to say much, but since Alan asked, and there was nothing wrong between the two of them, Boss Cha stretched out his left hand and motioned Alan to look.

Alan looked at Boss Cha's chubby little hands. He usually didn't pay much attention to this, but when he looked at it from such a close distance today, he suddenly felt something strange.

Boss Cha is definitely not fat now, and is even a little thin. However, he likes farming and raising animals, so he is still pretty strong. He is not very old, and his forties are the golden age for men. However, there is something wrong with his hands, they are chubby, like five small red carrots.

The color of his hands looks very similar to when Alan was a child, playing snowball fights in winter. When he got home, his hands were wet. It was warm in the house, and the temperature stimulated his hands, making them swollen and frostbitten.

…

"My ring is a little small and can't be adjusted in size. I wear it for a long time and can't take it off. It always itches."

Boss Cha showed Alan his hand and explained something.

This gold ring looks plain, but it is the crown prince’s token. Wearing it is a symbol of status and cannot be taken off!

So... this thing is a rip-off, it's of a fixed size, plus Boss Cha has fat hands, so his fingers hurt after wearing it for a long time, so he has to touch it from time to time to move the ring to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

"???"

After figuring out the reason behind this, Alan felt a little bored. He didn't know what the boss's action meant before. He had always been curious and was even influenced by the movie "God of Gamblers". He also felt that this action had a bossy feel to it, very cool.

Now I know the reason, it's because of this...

Suddenly I felt that this action was a bit low.

…

Boss Cha thought Alan was just curious and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he started talking about his trip to India early next year.

"You wrote to me a few days ago asking for someone. Are you planning to make another movie?"

Boss Cha no longer wants to say more about whether Allen will make movies or not. Since Allen has listened to him and gone to college obediently, making movies can be regarded as his personal hobby.

"Yes, Your Highness is like this..."

Alan reported his plan in detail to Boss Cha. As for the behavior of defaming the British officials, Boss Cha didn't care about him. He could do whatever he wanted... As long as he was not a black nobility, he could do whatever he wanted with other things.

"Well, as long as you don't lose your studies, you should work hard this year. When you come back from India next year, I will give you another Legion of Honor. You can slowly accumulate experience. You also have to pay attention, understand?"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Although the Legion Medal is of a lower level and can be issued by Boss Cha in his name, these medals cannot be issued for no reason. One has to do something to obtain them. Alan also understands that this is all arranged by Boss Cha. No matter how big or small this kind of honor is, as long as one accumulates it slowly, sooner or later one will have it hanging on his chest.

To some extent, Boss Cha is a person with a strong desire for control and is very conceited, but as long as you satisfy his psychology, that is, listen to him and let him treat you as his own, he will not be stingy with everything you deserve.

…

The Queen's birthday is almost at the end of the month. Ever since Allen returned from the award ceremony in London, he has been waiting and waiting. Now it is May, but Patrice and Cameron have not returned yet. It is not clear what has happened, which makes Allen, who is ready to start filming, a little annoyed.

Early May...

In the restaurant in the evening, Allen, William and Harry gathered together to eat hot pot.

As soon as he picked up a piece of yellow throat, Little Stone walked to Alan's side, and waited until he finished eating before bending down and saying, "Master, Patrice is back."

"Oh? You're finally back? Tell him to wait for me in the study. I'll be upstairs right away!"

Alan put down his chopsticks, took the hot towel handed to him by the servant and wiped his mouth, asked William and the other man to eat slowly, and stood up to go to the study to meet Patrice.

…

"What?! You said they wouldn't let me go to shoot?"

Alan, who had been waiting for so long, only to get this result, slammed the table and glared at Patrice, who looked embarrassed.

"Master...it's not that we are not allowed to shoot, but...I think the Governor General of Canada is very resistant to us. Before I left, he contacted us and said that he could provide some financial assistance, but they couldn't provide the venue and other conveniences."

"snort!"

Allen wanted to be tougher, but for the sake of money, he was willing to not provide the venue support.

"How much do you want to give?"

Leaning back in his chair, Alan breathed a sigh of relief and asked slowly.

…

Patrice was very embarrassed and stretched out his right index finger to gesture to Allen.

"Fuck, are all these Canadians so stingy? Only 10 million?"

Alan looked at the index finger that Patrice extended, curled his lips slightly and cursed.

He went to Australia to make a documentary and took away tens of millions of pounds. But when he came to Canada, they only gave him this little money and no other help was provided.

It turns out that they were led astray by America!

"Well……"

Patrice looked at Allen, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Patrice's expression, Alan also began to react.

"Master, it's not ten million, it's one million."

"???"

Alan blinked, leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "One million? No other help? This is an old Canadian movie. You didn't let them read the script?"

"I asked them to look at it, but I don't know what the problem is."

Patrice was stared at fiercely by Alan, and he was almost crying. What a stupid thing to do.

"Then what the hell is the point of giving me this million? To send away beggars? Do you think I'm a beggar?!"

Upon hearing this, Alan became a little nervous.

One million pounds. If it was a few years ago, before he succeeded to the throne, Allen might have taken the money seriously, but now...

This one million is more like a humiliation to Allen!

As if he had never seen money.

…

He had never had any conflicts with the people in Canada before, but now these people gave him a very bad feeling.

Obviously, the movie is biased towards Canadians. Alan was fantasizing a few days ago that when the movie comes out, he might be able to gain some reputation in Canada, and by the way, he can travel there and make some money.

As Patrice returns from his business trip, everything seems like a dream.

The image that now appeared in Alan's mind was that the Canadian raised his chin, looked at him with disdain, and threw a million pounds at him, just to get rid of him, like teasing a dog.

This is fucking incomprehensible. It's like a dog biting Lu Dongbin and not appreciating the kindness of a good person!

"You two have been gone for so long, and this is the result you brought back to me? Didn't you say everything was under control?"