Alan felt strange, not because he was asked to lead two teams to participate in the competition. There were a total of four participating teams in Great Britain, but the two teams from Scotland and Northern Ireland...

Scotland is a stubborn donkey, they have their own ideas. As for Northern Ireland, they sometimes refuse to participate. Whoever wants to intervene in the face of these two troublemakers can do so. Anyway, Boss Charles is too lazy to pay attention to them, and Allen is even more so.

As for Wales, the most obedient younger brother, he is always very active in participating in such activities.

Here’s a little-known fact: since the first British Empire Games was held in 1930, only six teams have participated in every edition of the Games.

Canada, Australia, England, Scotland, Wales and New Zealand.

Although our Great Wales team didn’t perform very well, we participated actively in the competition and never missed any events!

Colonial regions like Hong Kong only participated in a few sessions.

…

In the past, such things were usually discussed between two people during casual chat, but today's occasion and the current atmosphere made it somewhat formal.

"Your Highness...are there any performance requirements for this Imperial Games?"

Feeling that something was a little off, Alan asked one more question, asking him not to set performance requirements when it was his turn to lead the team. Otherwise, instead of achieving the gold medal, he would become a joke, which would be embarrassing...

"snort……"

Boss Cha looked at Alan's cautious look and snorted at him with extreme contempt.

"Just be your team leader. If you don't understand something, just ask the deputy team leader and the assistants. Don't give orders blindly!"

"oh oh……"

Hearing this, Allen was completely relieved. He happily put the information on the table, looked at Boss Cha with a smile on his face and said, "Your Highness... Canada is a shabby place with a vast land and sparse population. I am leading two such large teams to participate in the Imperial Games this time. I am afraid that I will be bullied over there. How is my... guard team going? I didn't receive your letter a few days ago..."

“…”

Even if Canadians have a hundred guts, it's hard to say whether they will bully you. Yet they still have the nerve to say they are worried about being bullied.

Boss Cha has some understanding of Allen's character, especially since he once made an anti-war movie about Canada. Fortunately, he has no guards now. If the Queen had really agreed a few days ago, Boss Cha would have thought that Allen would go to Canada with a guard of hundreds of people...

Tsk tsk tsk, he estimated that this guy might ask his guards to tie up the organizing committee and the referees just to make the results look good!

Given Alan's personality and character, he might really dare to do such a thing!

However...when Alan mentioned the guards, Boss Cha frowned again.

Pointing to the information on the table, he said, "Let's put the guard matter aside for now. I have my own considerations. You should prepare for this matter first. When we return, you can focus on the personnel selection and learn more. If we apply to host the Olympics in the future, you can use these qualifications to help us."

"oh……"

Although Allen was a little disappointed, since Boss Cha said so, he had no other choice. The efficiency here was just like that. He thought it would require the Queen's approval or something and would have to wait a long time.

However, Boss Cha's idea did give Allen some new inspiration: the Olympics?!

It turns out that Boss Cha has been getting him into various sports events to gild his reputation. Is this the approach he is taking?

After he leads the team to the Imperial Games this time, will he be able to sneak into the organizing committee next time when Britain prepares for the Olympic Games?

this……

If we are optimistic, it will take at least another 10 to 20 years before Britain hosts the Olympic Games, right?

By that time, Master Allen would join the Olympic Organizing Committee and would be able to become the chairman or something like that, right?

That's the Olympic Games. Whether it's the construction of venues or other things, there's a lot of money to be made!

It's very nice.

…

"Master, it's time to change. We're due to land in an hour."

"good!"

Not long after coming out of Boss Cha's office, Little Stone came to inform Allen that he needed to change clothes. He didn't feel anything on the plane, but...

It's January now, and it's still winter in Britain. Although the snow has melted, the temperature is still around a few degrees above zero, so we still have to wear thick clothes. What about Australia?

It's summer here now!

The real-time outdoor temperature in Sydney is now 29 degrees!

Suddenly moving from the Northern Hemisphere to the Southern Hemisphere, you have to adapt to the difference first.

…

3:30 pm, Sydney Kingsford Smith Airport.

As Boss Cha's private plane landed steadily on the runway, the honor guard playing music was ready to go, and the prelude of "God Save the Queen" could already be faintly heard.

Alan was wearing a misty blue suit and standing inside the boarding gate.

Xiao Shitou was helping Alan adjust the buttons on the gun bag under his armpit. Alan just stood there with his arms outstretched, watching the bodyguards preparing to open the cabin door.

As the cabin door opened, a wave of heat blew in his face, and the fishy sea breeze made Alan feel a little uncomfortable.

After sitting on the plane for more than 20 hours, he finally landed. Now he just wanted to go back and take a good bath, have the master rub him well, and then... have a good sleep.

On the plane, even though other conditions were good, he felt uncomfortable all over after sitting for so long.

"Sir, we will go down and set up security first."

"Well, go ahead!"

The captain of the bodyguards in front whispered a report to Alan, and took a few people to get off the plane to be on guard. Looking down from the cabin door, Alan curled his lips. The people in Australia are sometimes a bit fucked up.

You said they don't pay attention to formalism?

Sometimes they pay more attention to formalism than anyone else, but do you think they do?

This is Boss Cha coming to visit? !

Is this the only team for the welcoming ceremony?

Has all the money in Congress been embezzled?

…

When Alan appeared at the airport gate with an expressionless face, even though it was broad daylight, the flashing lights almost made it difficult for Alan to open his eyes. The welcome ceremony here today seemed a bit sloppy, but all media from all walks of life came here to take pictures.

One side of the airport runway was filled with photographic equipment and various media.

With a habitual glance and his chin slightly raised, Alan leaned on the handrail to feel the steps under his feet, and got off the plane with an extremely cold and arrogant attitude. He gently shook hands with the receptionist standing on the side of the boarding stairs, and then stood aside, waiting for Boss Cha to get off the plane.

…

“Ka-ka-ka-ka~”

The scene seemed very chaotic with flashing lights and music playing, but I have to say without hesitation that among all the royal families that still exist today, Boss Cha's identity as a prince is the most honorable, right?

Now that he has arrived in Australia, he deserves so much media coverage.

As soon as Boss Cha showed up, he no longer had a stern and arrogant face like Alan. When Boss Cha smiled, his forehead wrinkles were very deep, but his eyes and the corners of his mouth made him look very festive.

Boss Cha waved to the people below and walked down the boarding stairs in small steps with a smile on his face.

…

"Your Highness, these Australian barbarians are so rude. They only sent such a small number of people to greet you. Do they still care about the empire? Do they still care about you, Your Highness? And the governor didn't even come to greet you. It's really..."

"Haha, okay, this is what I specifically requested. It's not my first time here, so there's no need to be extravagant."

After finally dealing with the welcome ceremony, as soon as he got in the car, Alan started to make trouble by exaggerating the matter.

Boss Cha looked very happy and waved his hand cheerfully to signal Alan to stop.

"You asked for this? This..."

Boss Cha, who always cares about his reputation, actually played this trick. Alan was unable to say the following words.

"Go back and have a good rest first. You have worked hard on the journey. Tomorrow we will go to pray first, and then go south to Canberra. You will accompany me for a good walk this time, and we will come back on the 25th."

"All right……"

…

Early the next morning, Alan resisted the urge to sleep and got on the bus into the city.

They stayed in Waverley last night, which is more than ten kilometers away from the city of Sydney. There is a famous cemetery nearby, which makes it a bit creepy to live there, but the scenery here is beautiful and the royal family has a small private estate here.

Boss Cha seemed calm on the surface and this trip was nominally a visit rather than an inspection. But when they got here, the delegation did not use the accommodation arranged by the Australian government, but stayed in the royal estate. This is quite interesting.

…

At the corner of College Street and Prince Albert Road, opposite Hyde Park, is Sydney's famous St. Mary's Cathedral, which is today's destination.

Seeing the church's iconic Gothic architectural style, Alan felt extremely familiar. This place... was very similar to his home, and this church was built extremely magnificently.

Don’t ask why Mr. Cha came to Australia and came to the church first instead of doing something else.

Alan didn't understand it before, but now...

Master Allen feels that his political sense has improved. This time when Boss Cha came to Australia, he seemed to be friendly to the people, but secretly he had some hidden ulterior motives.

Whether it was where I stayed last night or today’s itinerary.

What do we pray for in church?

There is an old saying in the East that water can carry a boat but can also capsize it. This means that if the common people can no longer make a living, they will rebel.

But in ancient China, what was the most famous saying for those who held power?

"Mandated by Heaven, may you live long and prosper!"

Theoretically, these are two different perceptions of rights, but when it comes to Britain, it is simple, there is only one... the king's power is granted by God!

In other words, the power of the British royal family and the queen comes from God, which has nothing to do with ordinary people. The power of the nobles comes from the monarch, which also has nothing to do with ordinary people. So... most of the noble lords in the past did not care much about the lives of common people, and few common people would say anything about whether kings, princes, generals, and ministers are of different species.

Because this thing has nothing to do with whether you have guts or not. How many years has the British royal family existed? How many new nobles have been added?

Among these newly added nobles, how many already have a certain family background?

So... coming to pray is not only a normal procedure, but also implicitly expresses a message to the Australian government. The British royal family is also the Australian royal family. As long as the federation exists, Australia will still be Australia. Where there is God, there is the British royal family!

Alan sat in the church near the main entrance, waiting for Boss Cha, who felt a bit bored praying alone in front.

After checking the time, Alan asked people to clear the way when the investigation of the boss was almost over. It was not obvious at the airport yesterday, but today as soon as he entered the city...

Alan was surprised to find that the people of Sydney seemed to be extremely enthusiastic about Boss Cha. Now that he was sitting in the church, he could already hear the noise outside. What did this mean?

There are a lot of people outside right now!

…

"Hahaha, hello!"

“Hahaha, thank you!”

"Ha ha!"

Alan walked expressionlessly beside Boss Cha, watching Boss Cha, who was grinning from ear to ear, stretching out his hands and interacting with the people on both sides around him.

As soon as we walked out of the gate of St. Mary's Cathedral, we were surrounded by Sydney residents who had rushed in after hearing the news. There were so many people around that we couldn't see the end of the crowd.

Dozens of bodyguards and hundreds of police officers could only barely open a narrow road more than one meter wide for the boss to pass, and there were people standing on both sides!

This scene was just like the last time Alan accompanied Boss Cha on a visit to India, and it even felt crazier than that time. The Indians were a little afraid of the police at the time. Although they were numerous, they really didn't dare to get too close to them. But it was different in Australia. The people here were like star-chasing. Some of them were holding light boards and posters of Boss Cha in their hands, and some were holding pens and asking Boss Cha for his autograph!

…

"Oh, my dear, my dear, I've been waiting for you for eighteen years. My dear, do you still remember me? Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

A piercing scream startled Alan, and he subconsciously reached into his armpit, ready to draw his gun.

The voice came from a young blond woman who looked quite charming, at least in line with Alan's aesthetic standards. She was wearing a black dress, dressed like a noble lady preparing for a date with her lover.

At this time, the young woman was holding up a black and white poster, and the picture on it was... a young girl was standing on tiptoes and hugging Boss Cha and kissing him.

…

Allen was full of gossip. The woman on the poster couldn't see her face clearly, but it was probably the young woman when she was young. What kind of gossip was this? Was it about the mistress that the boss had found here before? What about Xia Yuhe by Daming Lake?

Thinking of this, Alan subconsciously took another step closer to Boss Cha, wanting to hear what Boss Cha had to say.

"Oh... it's you. I remember you. You are very brave!"

Boss Cha was also attracted by the young woman's scream. When he saw the poster the young woman was holding, the smile on his face became even wider. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with the young woman through two people.

"???"

Allen blinked, feeling anxious as if he was scratching an itch. How could Boss Cha still remember him? What was going on?

"Your Highness... What's going on? Do you want me to arrange for someone to get him out first? Let's talk about it in private?"

"No, no, it's not a big deal, hahaha!"

Boss Cha lowered his head as he walked and said to Allen, "I remember it was more than ten years ago. I had just graduated from high school and came here for an interview. She was standing on the side of the road. She stopped me and kissed me. The poster she held up was the scene that was photographed by the media that year. Hahahaha... She even wanted me to marry her."

Speaking of this, Boss Cha has a sense of superiority that he also has female fans.