At eight o'clock in the evening, Luo Nianzhong and Welch were taken to the banquet hotel by a car arranged by Downing Street on time.

Because it was Dennis who arranged the banquet, it was not held in Downing Street, but at the Leeds Hotel near Piccadilly Circus.

Since its inception, the hotel has been home to royal families, dignitaries and business tycoons alike.

These guests enjoy hanging out in the hotel's Palm Courtyard and Rivoli Bar, one of the hotel's special features.

After Luo Nianzhong and Welch got off the bus, Dennis personally came to the door to greet them.

It's not that Thatcher didn't come, but that on such a private occasion, the Prime Minister represented a country and was not suitable to greet him in person.

"Mr. Luo, Mr. Welch, welcome to the two of you today. I hope you will have a wonderful night tonight."

Dennis stepped forward and hugged the two of them very warmly, like old friends he hadn't seen for many years.

"I think so, and thank you very much for the invitation.

If you have the opportunity to go to Hong Kong Island, be sure to tell us and we will entertain our friends with all our enthusiasm."

Dennis was very happy that Luo Nian mentioned the word friend.

"I will definitely visit the mysterious East if I have the chance. I hope you two won't lie to me when the time comes."

Welch interrupted at this time and said, "How come, even if my boss doesn't have time, I will definitely entertain good friends.

After all, my boss has many confidantes, and they may not necessarily be in Hong Kong."

After saying that, both of them laughed, and Luo Nianzhong on the side also smiled bitterly in the face of the ridicule.

After laughing, Dennis made an inviting gesture, "Mr. Luo, Mr. Welch, let's go in first and chat. This is not a good place to chat."

This is true, despite the martial law, Luo Nian still found the spotlight flashing from a long distance away.

Arriving at the floor where the banquet hall was located, as soon as the three of them entered, Luo Nianzhong felt the looming gazes of everyone in the audience, and knew that these were all directed at him.

For him, these things have already made him adapt. He is calm and composed, choosing to ignore these prying eyes and still chatting with Dennis about the sport that all British people like, football.

"I really didn't expect Mr. Luo to have such a deep understanding of football. I will definitely invite Mr. Luo to watch a football match when I have time."

When it comes to football, Dennis is very proud, and he has the right to be proud.

The past five Champions Leagues have all belonged to English League One teams. It is not an exaggeration to say that English League One dominates European football.

It is League One. The current top league in England is League One. The Premier League that many people are familiar with will not be established until more than ten years.

From 1977 to the Champions League that just ended this year, English League One completed five consecutive championships, three times by Liverpool and two times by Nottingham Forest.

But Dennis would never have imagined that the British football he loved and was proud of would be involved with his wife in a few years.

In the past five years, if we say who the British fans hate the most, our Iron Lady will definitely top the list.

The Heysel tragedy caused British football to fall rapidly from its peak under her iron fist, and it remained stagnant for more than ten years.

Football hooligans have also become synonymous with British fans and are known around the world.

Knowing how powerful the British football hooligans are, Luo Nianzhong did not dare to accept Dennis's invitation. He had no place to cry just to watch something bad happen during the game.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to do it this time. My time is very tight. If I have time next time I come to England, I will definitely accept the invitation."

Dennis showed a regretful expression. "Well, we will definitely do it next time, we have agreed."

"it is good".

He agreed verbally, but in his heart he thought that he should not go here if he had nothing to do in recent years. If he wanted to come, he would come here during the offseason.

"Mr. Luo, I see you and Dennis were chatting happily. Didn't I disturb you?" A voice intervened appropriately, coming from our Prime Minister.

"Nice to meet you, Prime Minister. Thank you for arranging for me to live in your manor. I like the environment there very much and have a closer understanding of England."

Faced with Luo Nianzhong's neither humbleness nor arrogance, Thatcher's admiration flashed across his face.

She still finds it incredible that Luo Nianzhong's age is not directly proportional to his career.

Until now, this person was standing in front of him, calm in the face of everyone's gaze, and calm about himself.

Only then did she understand why this young man was successful. This strong mentality was not something that ordinary people could compare to.

Thatcher also formally extended her right hand to Luo Nianzhong, "Mr. Luo, welcome to England as a guest."

Luo Nianzhong stretched out his hands and shook hands, smiling and saying, "Thank you, Prime Minister, for the invitation."

"There is no Prime Minister today, only friends. This is a private reception hosted by Dennis. I can introduce you to some friends later. I think it will be helpful to Mr. Luo in the future."

"Then I'd like to thank Mrs Thatcher, it's an honor."

As soon as Luo Nianzhong finished speaking, a thin white man walked in with a young woman. He happened to see Luo Nianzhong and others communicating here and came over.

"Don't you suggest adding one more person? Prime Minister, Mr. Luo, Mr. Dennis."

Luo Nianzhong didn't know this familiar uncle, so he didn't say anything, and smiled and nodded in return.

The only people who can come directly at this time are idiots and big shots. Idiots are basically excluded in such situations, but they don't know which big shot the other party is.

Sure enough, Thatcher enthusiastically introduced Luo Nianzhong, and then Luo Nianzhong knew the origin of the other party. He was really a figure who would make England tremble every time he stomped his feet.

"Mr. Luo, let me introduce to you, this is Earl Spencer."

Spencer, this is one of the most powerful and oldest nobles in England, Princess Diana's natal family.

However, the young woman next to him was obviously not Diana, and it was unclear what the relationship between the two was.

This family has a wide range of connections. If you trace back to its roots, the Churchill family, the current Queen, the cowboy family who has a good relationship with Luo Nianzhong, Washington, the founding father of the beautiful country, and several presidents of the beautiful country and England can all be regarded as descendants of this family.

One can imagine how terrifying this family's ability in governance is.

"It's a pleasure to see you, Earl Spencer". Luo Nianzhong said hello.

"John, I like it when people call me that, especially friends."

John Spencer was cheerful and gave Luo Nianzhong the feeling that this man was the Western version of Maitreya Buddha.

"As you wish, John, you can also call me Luo."

Luo Nianzhong didn't mind having more interactions with people from this family, and it was obvious that the protagonists of today's banquet were not the Thatchers.

"Luo, you are a very good young man. It would be great if my unsatisfactory son could have half the magnanimity you have now. When he sees me, he is like a mouse seeing a cat. He doesn't even dare to breathe."

After saying this, he might have felt uneasy, so he punched twice in the air, which sounded like a Texas redneck in conjunction with his rather loud voice.

I don't know if his rude behavior was intentional or if he had always been like this.

However, judging from the girl next to her, she looked like she wanted to cover her face, which must be her nature.

"I think he does this out of respect for you." Luo Nianzhong found a reason for his son.

Unexpectedly, John didn't appreciate it.

"I don't need his respect. What I need is his responsibility and courage, not his submissiveness like now."

"Forget it, let's not talk about the guy who made me angry."

After waving his hands and ending the topic, John's face turned cheerful again, which gave Luo Nianzhong the feeling of being a bit fickle.

"I'm afraid there will be many people who want to get to know you tonight, so I won't disturb you. I happened to see a few old friends going over to chat with them, so I'll excuse myself."

John's precise point made Luo Nianzhong take another high look at these long-established families.

It's both rough and subtle, and it shortens the distance between each other, but it's just enough to make people feel good, and it's not embarrassing for people who meet for the first time.

Luo Nianzhong raised the champagne he had just taken from the waiter and gestured to him with a smile.

"Nice to meet you tonight too".

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