Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you once again for attending my press conference. Due to my schedule, I won’t be able to answer everyone’s questions, but I will be holding several more public events over the next two days. If you have additional questions, you can ask them at the next interview or contact my agent for a private interview. Goodbye!"

The press conference lasted over forty minutes. Link answered more than twenty questions before he stood up to bid farewell to the journalists, as the sound of camera shutters filled the air again.

"James, where are you?"

After leaving the Sofitel Hotel, Bernard Gary got into his car and called James Reed.

"I’m outside the terminal maintaining order. Damn it, I don’t know what these young people are thinking; Link has already left and they still don’t want to leave."

Officer Reed said, clearly annoyed.

"James, think of a way to see if you can blend into Link’s security team. To get photos of him on a date with Emma Watson, we need to get closer to them."

Bernard Gary said as he looked at the entrance of the Fiat Hotel.

"It’s tough. I just inquired, and Link’s security is handled by the Kingston Security Company. We police are only responsible for maintaining public order and managing traffic on the perimeter, we only get a chance to get close to them if something happens."

"James, even being on the outskirts is fine. Anyway, to get the photos, we must get as close as possible. If we can capture concrete evidence of their date, we’ll make a fortune."

Bernard Gary said excitedly.

By then, not only would he receive a bounty of hundred thousand pounds, but also he would have a chance for a promotion and a salary increase. It was too good an opportunity to miss.

"Alright, I’ll try."

Officer Reed hung up the phone.

Bernard Gary then called Charlotte to ask if he had located Emma Watson’s whereabouts.

Charlotte replied that since returning from Paris, Emma Watson had spent the past two days in her apartment on Cambridge Street in North London and seemed to have not left the house.

Gary instructed him to keep an eye on that side and report as soon as Emma left the house.

He also reminded him to watch the movements of Emma’s aunt, Irene, through whom they might learn Emma’s exact whereabouts.

After hanging up, Gary contacted Culo Biggs.

Biggs cackled, saying he had blended into the London Tower International Hotel and had booked a business suite costing £668 per night, urging Gary not to forget to reimburse him.

Upon hearing this, Gary frowned and asked why he didn’t book a cheaper room?

Biggs explained that Link and his work team had booked almost all the rooms at the London Tower Hotel, and the remaining twenty-plus rooms had also been reserved by others.

Besides the London Tower Hotel, the major hotels near the O2 Arena were nearly full recently.

The suite he secured for £668 was the cheapest room available at the London Tower Hotel, which he got only after he threw a mouse in there, scared away the original guests, and seized the opportunity. Otherwise, even £2000 wouldn’t have gotten him a room.

Biggs thought Gary shouldn’t blame him, but rather praise him.

Gary thought about it and realized it was indeed true.

Link and Carl Froch’s championship boxing match had attracted many wealthy people from the British Isles recently. In the coming days, not only would hotel prices increase, but rental car companies and flights would also become busy.

That Biggs managed to get a suite in the hotel where Link was staying for £668 indeed showed some competence.

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Gary changed his tune and praised him, instructing him to stay in the hotel as Link’s convoy was likely to arrive there in the evening.

Biggs’s task was to try to find out Link’s room number, the elevators, or any other means of moving between floors.

After the call ended, Gary phoned a few of his paparazzi to keep an eye on Link. If they could capture photos of Link with Emma Watson or any other female celebrities, he would pay £100 per photo.

After making several calls, Gary loosened his tie, took a few deep breaths, grabbed the heated mineral water from the seat, and drank it all in one go.

While drinking, he noticed many of his colleagues outside the Sofitel Hotel and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. There were too many people watching Link, making it not an easy task to earn this money.

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