London, UK

A flock of pigeons flew freely in the leisure square. They were also afraid of people, but instead flew around people.

An old white woman was feeding the pigeons with food in her hands, looking very happy.

As a bodyguard, Ruan Jun followed from afar, while Song Zhichao walked over with Du Chunmei in a windbreaker. Hula, a flock of pigeons flew towards them, cooing and asking for food.

Song Zhichao no longer remembered a movie.

It was a very early Hong Kong comedy film called "Big Boss", starring Wu Yaohan and Wu Ma, who played a pair of old cousins. Wu Yaohan runs a restaurant and specializes in making "grilled pigeons". His purchasing channel is this kind of pigeon square. He designed a pigeon cage and tricked those greedy pigeons into it. Then, as soon as the cage was closed, they caught them back to the restaurant to make grilled pigeons.

Song Zhichao told Du Chunmei this story, but Du Chunmei didn't believe it, saying that anyone in this world would be willing to attack such a cute pigeon?

It seemed as if something was in the dark. A pigeon pulled a piece of shit in the air and ruthlessly on Du Chunmei's shoulder.

Du Chunmei: “…?!”

Song Zhichao laughed, took out a tissue and handed it to her and said, "Wipe first, so what about your feelings now?"

Du Chunmei pouted: "I want to eat stewed pigeons!"

The dove flew away with a rush.

"Okay, I'm not kidding." Song Zhichao looked at Du Chunmei and said, "Do you know what pigeons fear the most? They fear the eagles the most! Every time the eagles appear, these swarms of pigeons will fly away."

"But these pigeons don't know that if they are organized into a large army of pigeons, they can completely defeat the eagles!"

Du Chunmei chuckled, "I just got a pigeon shit. You don't have to be so serious, right? Do you want to exterminate all the pigeons here?"

Song Zhichao also smiled, "I am not talking about pigeons, but the Duke of Philip Howard."

"In my opinion, that Duke is the leading group of pigeons. He looks tall and mighty, but is actually timid and afraid of things, so he used the Little Superman and the Kang Group to block the gun."

"The UK's communications business is currently a piece of fat around the world. Americans, Frenchmen, and Japanese people all want to take a bite. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Du Chunmei said curiously.

"Because the lean camel is bigger than a horse! Although the UK has declined, the capital is still there. As long as you control their communications, it is equivalent to controlling their capital! You may not believe it. The sales of newspapers in the UK are much higher than the IT service fee! What does this mean? It shows that it is difficult for conservative and stubborn British people to break their inertial thinking and accept new things!"

Song Zhichao swore, "But as long as this fortress is broken by us, it can be imagined that by then it will be like opening the entire European portal and we can drive straight into it!"

Du Chunmei blinked: "So what are we going to do now?"

Song Zhichao smiled: "So we are going to visit the Pigeon King - Duke Philip Howard!"

...

Near the Thames in the UK—

Howard's Mansion—

On the horse court, Duke Philip was feeding materials to his beloved horse, Caesar.

At this time, the old butler walked over gracefully.

"Sir, someone wants to see you!"

When Duke Philip heard that Song Zhichao was visiting, he was obviously a little surprised. He glanced at the butler in a tuxedo and said, "When are you sure of him?"

"Yes, Lord Duke, he said his name was Song Zhichao."

"That Song Zhichao in Hong Kong?"

"Yes, he said he is from Hong Kong."

"Haha, interesting!" Philip stuffed the forage in his hand into "Caesar's mouth, and Caesar chewed it in big mouths, eating happily.

"Let him come over, I want to see if this young man who made Soros fear three points is three heads and six arms?"

"As for orders, Lord Duke!" The old butler went down.

In a moment—

The old housekeeper led a man and a woman over.

Duke Philip patted the forehead of the horse "Caesar", "Dear, you have enough food and drink, you must do your best next time the horse race!" After that, he leaned over and kissed Caesar's forehead.

Caesar screamed with his hooves.

Song Zhichao and Du Chunmei came over.

"Hello, Lord Duke!" Song Zhichao greeted politely.

Duke Philip then turned around and looked at Song Zhichao.

"You are Song Zhichao?"

“Yes, I am.”

"Haha, I'm glad to meet you!" Philip stretched out his hand.

Song Zhichao reached out to hold it.

However, Philip deliberately shrank his hand back and said, "Sorry, I forgot. I used this hand to feed the horse with the grass just now. Mr. Song is a distinguished guest. I can't be rude." He said that he couldn't be rude, but his expression was full of arrogance.

Song Zhichao didn't care and smiled: "It's okay. Actually, I came here rashly and was afraid of disturbing the Duke - but seeing that you are so happy to feed the horses, I guess I'll have eaten well and sleep well during this period, so I'll be relieved!"

Duke Philip's face turned cold, "What do you mean by saying this?"

Song Zhichao took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, as if he hadn't shaken hands with Philip just now, he was a little dirty.

"As far as I know, Duke Philip, you should be a member of the British Conservative Party, and many Conservative members are only your leader."

“So what?”

"Then Duke of Philip should have heard that your old rival, Labour Party, is now recruiting troops and preparing to get the most seats in the next election!"

"Haha, dear Song, this is a political issue in our British Empire. It should be nothing wrong with you, right?" Philip sneered.

Song Zhichao shrugged: "Even if I talk too much, I'm just curious. If the Labor Party joins forces with the third largest party, the Liberal Democrat, this time, will your Conservative Party still win?!"

"What did you say?" Duke Philip was shocked.

Song Zhichao used his little finger to clean his ears and blew it to his fingertips, "What, is there something wrong with the Duke's ear? I'm so clear, you haven't heard it yet?"

"Bold, how can you speak to our noble Duke like this?" the old butler standing next to him scolded.

"Shut up!" Philip in turn scolded the old housekeeper.

The old housekeeper: “…?!”

It feels difficult to do a good person.

Looking at Duke Philip again, he stopped pretending and tried to put a warm smile on his face, saying to Song Zhichao: "Dear Song, please forgive my ignorance for the offense just now! As a duke and a gentleman of the British Empire, I apologize deeply to you here, and I would like to forgive me!"

Song Zhichao smiled and said nothing. If Philip had been tough on his teeth and was still arrogant and rude, Song Zhichao would have underestimated him. His attitude has changed by 180 degrees, which made Song Zhichao narrow his eyes and said to himself that Philip can bend and stretch, and it looks difficult to deal with!
Chapter completed!