Extra: National Honors-Kevin the Crowner (Please Subscribe)

Huang Kaiwen had never expected this.

He hadn't helped the Pope put on the crown, yet he'd been saddled with a new title.

No one knew who had started the rumor, but it was told in vivid detail: the cardinal had handed him the tray, and the Pope had simply dropped to one knee before him.

And so Huang the Ball King gained the title of Crowner.

Fuck.

Even if he didn't want the spotlight, it had found him anyway.

Fortunately, it wasn't "Kingslayer."

At this rate, people would probably claim Huang the Ball King had the authority to depose and appoint Popes.

"Hello, Kevin?" Cassano said excitedly over the phone. "Since you're so important in Vatican, Archbishop Antonio and the others probably won't object if I film something, right? If I can get the project approved, I'm planning to persuade my wife to star in it herself, writing and directing a masterpiece."

"Get lost!"

Huang Kaiwen snapped irritably.

He still hadn't settled the score with Cassano over Super Carlo, and now the guy wanted Huang the Ball King to endorse him?

That sly bastard Cassano had mentioned giving Huang the Ball King some shares in his company, but Huang Kaiwen had no interest in them.

Everyone watched that industry, but its reputation really was terrible.

You could work yourself to death and still not make much money. Huang Kaiwen didn't know how much Cassano's company earned, but he could estimate it.

Vivid Entertainment, the biggest video producer in the business, had annual revenue of around 600 million dollars. Even for such a lucrative industry, after costs and taxes, clearing 200 million would already be a generous estimate.

Even if Cassano gave him twenty percent of the shares, and even if his company had revenue on that scale, it would