champion godfather

Chapter 105 Volume [-] The Sky of Nottingham Dunn and Evan
After a week of rain, on and off, the skies finally cleared up on Monday morning.For the UK that is already entering winter, this kind of weather is especially worth cherishing, especially in a city like Nottingham, where the weather is always weird. You don't know when the sun overhead will be covered by cloudy clouds again, and then it will start to crackle It rains.

There are little drops of water hanging on the leaves on the roadside, reflecting the morning sun, like diamonds left in the bushes, which is the best proof that it rained all night last night.

Twain was standing outside the chairman's office building in the club's training base. Across from this building was the first team's training ground. Des Walker's roar kept ringing out, and the whistle blew even more. It is estimated that Collymore He didn't show up on the sidelines again today, and the incident of being beaten the day before yesterday gave him even more reason to openly take a holiday for himself.

Evan actually found such a waste to be the head coach, I really don't know what was going on in his mind.

I saw my messy hair in the glass window. After getting up in the morning, I just shaved it with my hands before going out. Half of the collar of the shirt was exposed, and the other half was pressed in. Fortunately, the button of the collar was not fastened. Wrong... He turned his collar inside out, then fiddled with his hair against the glass window, and found that a few were standing stubbornly, like chicken feathers on the head of an Indian chief.

He looked at the golden drops of water on the surrounding plants, reached out and wiped the leaves a few times, wet his hands, and continued to shave his hair, it was all right now.

Looking at himself reflected in the glass window, Tang En smiled with satisfaction.It's been almost a year, and he has completely accepted this body and appearance. He looks in the mirror all day long and finds it pleasing to the eye.

After doing all this, Tang En turned around and walked into the small building. Then he saw a young woman walking and twisting her buttocks. She was so sexy in a navy blue professional attire.The woman walked past Tang En quickly, and Tang En's gaze followed her back. The red curly hair danced slightly with the pace of the woman's walking, like a ball of flame.

When did such a female staff member appear in the club?It was only then that Dunn realized that he seemed to have been far away from the center of this club for too long, and the feeling was slowly becoming strange.

The woman walking with her hips twisted stopped suddenly, then turned around and looked at Tang En.This action startled Tang En, who was so frightened that he forgot to look away.

The woman was not angry because of this, she showed a professional smile to Tang En: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Tony Tang En?"

Tang En nodded blankly.

"Are you here to see Mr. Dougherty?"

Tang En nodded again, his eyes stopped on the other party's chest, but he still forgot to look back.The depth of the towering mountain peak is the final vanishing point of sight...

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Daugherty is not in his office right now."

"Oh...ah?" Tang En finally returned to normal. He shifted his gaze to the woman's face. She was pretty and had a good figure. "Where did he go?"

The woman shook her head slightly, and the flame danced again. "Mr. Daugherty didn't tell me, sir, have you made an appointment with him?"

Tang En shook his head: "No, I just... suddenly remembered to look for him. Didn't he say when he'll be back?"

"No, sir. Need to wait in Mr. Dottig's office?"

"Okay, I'll wait for a while." Tang En thought that anyway, with Chris Rack watching over the youth team, there was nothing for him to worry about during training.

"This way please, Mr. Tang En." The woman came back to lead the way, so Tang En was able to appreciate the style of this woman walking again...

The woman brought Tang En to Dalgetty's office, put down a glass of boiling water, and said goodbye.Tang En stopped her.

"This...uh, this lady, I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

The lady smiled and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Tang En. I am Mr. Dottig's private secretary, Barbara Lucy. You can call me Barbara."

"Miss Barbara, are you not British?" Lucy spoke American English.

"No, sir. I'm from Liverpool, but I've been living there since studying in America."

"Oh."

"Excuse me, Mr. Tang En, is there anything else?"

"Uh, I think... probably gone."

"Then I will take my leave first. Goodbye, Mr. Tang En." Barbara Lucy bid farewell to Tang En politely, turned and walked out.

Tang En watched her close the door, then shrugged, curled his lips and imitated Lucy's tone and said to himself: "Hello, sir. No, sir. Okay, sir. Thank you, sir. Goodbye, sir... turn the exit British robots for domestic sale? Hey!"

When Tang En was the only one left in this spacious office, he could finally take a good look at the place.A brand-new computer was placed on the boss's desk, filling the ancient room with a modern atmosphere. There are many other changes like this, which are quite different from what he saw last time.

He still remembers when he walked in here last time - he had just traveled to the Forest Team for a few days, and was asked to go to London for a hearing because of speaking ill of the FA, and then he was here.Old Dottig said to him with a smile on his face:
"Don't worry, Tony. The club has your back."

Half a year later, the old man who supported him threw the burden to his son, Evan Dalgety, who drove him on the road to London.

support me?

It sounds ironic now.If you support me, did you ever give me a full-time contract when I led the team to five consecutive victories?If you support me, have you ever called me a comforting call when the team failed in the play-offs, and then repeated the previous sentence?
Nothing at all.

Old man, you never seriously considered my future from the very beginning.Anyone can write a blank check.Thinking about the experience in the first half of the year, I am so stupid.Being led by a carrot tied to a stick and running, running, running... I should have patted my ass, turned around and left this place gracefully.

but……

Tang En thought of the tombstone standing quietly in the cemetery behind the chapel.

...the most loyal fan of Nottingham Forest and the eternal supporter of George Wood...

Old man, and Evan... Do you think I chose to stay because of my incomparable love and loyalty to this club?
If it's just me, I can leave at any time, it's no big deal!But here are two other children that I miss—one is bright and the other is quiet and honest.I just can't worry about them.Although one has been buried underground, there is still one alive!
Tang En took a deep breath to calm himself down again.

Downstairs, Des Walker's angry roar flew in through the open window: "Fuck me up! Look at what you look like?! You're not even fucking amateur players!"

Tang En got up and walked to the window, opened the curtains, intending to see what the usual training of the first team was like.As a result, what he saw made him shake his head and sigh.

Almost everyone is listless and absent-minded on the training ground.Even the captain of the team, Michael Dawson, lost his fighting spirit, frowning deeply, and walking slowly.

This is the Nottingham Forest team he is familiar with?This is the Nottingham Forest team he has brought for half a year?This is the Nottingham Forest team that won five consecutive victories and went from No.14 in the league to the play-offs in one breath? !
Dog days!What is that fool at Collymore doing!Tang En slammed his fist on the wall.

I have worked so hard to restore the team's fighting spirit and confidence. You give me a fucking toss and let the team return to pre-liberation overnight!

Looking at the scene on the training ground, Tang En really wanted to rush up and kick those professional players' butts one by one. They were not as likable as the youth team boys.

Des Walker yelled a few words, and he stopped doing such useless work with some helplessness.The team is now sixth from last and has lost eight consecutive rounds. The low morale can no longer be low. Even the forest team's stock in the stock market has been affected, and it has plummeted all the way.What can he do as an assistant coach?

Luckily for that guy Bowyer, he kept his best memories of being in the forest at the bottom of his heart, and didn't have to see such an infuriating Nottingham Forest!
Tang En didn't want to watch any more. He found that he had waited for so long and Evan didn't show up. How could he know where he had gone? Maybe he just hid himself deliberately and didn't want to see himself!
Tang En, who pushed the door out, almost bumped into Miss Barbara Lucy. Fortunately, he dodged fast enough, otherwise he would definitely burn the steaming cup of coffee.

"Ding Dang! Crash!" The ceramic cup fell to the floor, cracked into pieces after a crisp sound, and the fragrant black coffee flowed all over the floor.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Tang En! Didn't you get burned? Didn't your clothes get dirty?" Miss Lucy cried out in panic, at a loss as to what to do, her voice changed its tone.

But Tang En laughed: "Of course I'm fine, it's just a pity that the cup of coffee... Are you going to send it to me?"

"Yes, sir. I fear you have waited too long..."

Lucy squatted on the ground to pick up the debris, and Tang En also leaned over to help.

"It's okay, I'm already planning to leave." Dunn put the cup fragments in his hand into the tray, clapped his hands and stood up.

Lucy, who was still squatting on the ground, was a little surprised: "Don't you wait any longer, Mr. Dunn? Maybe Mr. Daugherty will be back soon?"

(End of this chapter)