champion godfather

Chapter 623 Juan Wuhong is a bit lonely
With great difficulty, Tang En recovered from that slightly trance mental state, and he found that Shania hadn't come down yet.He walked up the stairs a little strangely, and the two bumped into each other at the stairs.
"Ah! Uncle Tony..." Shania was taken aback by Tang En who suddenly appeared.
Tang En looked it over, and it turned out that he was going to change clothes.
"Going out?" he asked.
Shania nodded, and then took Tang En's arm: "Let's go shopping with you. It's not good to be bored at home all the time."
Tang En thought this proposal was good. It would be a pity not to use one day off and just stay at home.
If the two of them want to go out, they both need to "dress up" a little to conceal their identities.In fact, it was mainly to cover up Shania's identity.If Tang En went out shopping alone, he didn't need to cover up anything, even if he was recognized on the street, it wouldn't be a big deal, the most he could do was chat a few words, sign autographs and take photos together.
The head coach is also a human being, no matter how famous the head coach is, he also has his own life.If the paparazzi also come to hear about something as ordinary as going shopping in the street, and take pictures and follow it and publish it in the newspapers, the readers will tear up the newspapers, right?
Therefore, in the various media in England, there is basically not much gossip about the head coach. This is related to the fact that most of the head coaches are mature men with families, and their lives are relatively regular and low-key. Reporters from the "Sun" can go to the mansions of big stars and rummage through their trash cans to find sex tapes, but they don't see these paparazzi go to the door of a certain head coach.
Shania is different. As the world's hottest supermodel, her every move will make the entertainment media very interested.The most important thing is - if these media find out that Shania, who has not had any scandals, is shopping arm in arm with an old man, and that old man is not her father or grandpa... Ghost Know what kind of rumors will come out.
From this point of view, it is very necessary for the two of them to conceal their identities.Even if it is not in the media concentration, the paparazzi are crawling all over the streets of London and Manchester.

Shania put on a pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses that almost covered half of her face, and a delicate hat, so that if she didn't stare, she would basically not be able to recognize who the person in front of her was.Tang En dressed more casually, he just wore a pair of sunglasses.Just like that, the two walked out the door arm in arm.

While waiting for Randy's car at the door, Tang En glanced at Shania who was standing beside him, holding his arm.He was thinking about how he and Shania looked like. If outsiders saw it, what would they think of first?
——This is a father and daughter, right?Feelings are so good!
Although he is only 38 years old, it is reasonable for people to misunderstand him as Shania's father by looking at his face - the ghost looks old.
Although Tang En doesn't like being looked at as old, but now he really hopes that everyone will look at the relationship between the two of them in this way...it's better than being seen as someone who buys fashionable gifts for young girls with money and then coaxes them into bed." Sugar Daddy" (sugar_daddy) OK?
Randy arrived very quickly. He drove the car to the door of Tang En's house, waved to the two people in the car, and said with a smile, "What a loving father and daughter!"
Tang En smiled in relief.Randy didn't say he was a "sugar daddy".But Shania's next reaction gave him a headache.
Shania said happily: "Okay, okay! Then I will call you Dad today, Uncle Tony! I still have a headache for a while, what should I call you outside, and now it is solved! Thank you, Randy!"
Tang En grinned with embarrassment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Shania opened the car door, pointed inside and said to Tang En, "Let's get in the car, Dad!"
Tang En glared at her, and got into the car helplessly.Shania followed in, and after closing the door, she asked again: "Where are we going to play, Dad?"
Seeing Tang En's embarrassed expression in the rearview mirror, the driver Randy laughed happily.
"Shania...it's not a public place yet..." Tang En coughed.
"This is a warm-up! I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the state for a while, and I will show my feet!" Shania replied confidently.
Tang En bulged his eyes and raised his right hand: "No matter how naughty you are, Dad will spank you!"
"Wow - Dad is so fierce! You acquiesced!" Shania exclaimed exaggeratedly at first, and then she pointed at Tang En with a smug smile on her face. "Dad, I want new clothes! Dad, I want new toys! Dad, I want pocket money! How about it, Dad... Dad!" She took Tang En's hand coquettishly.
Randy laughed so hard that he couldn't get up on the steering wheel.
Tang En didn't dare to get angry with Shania, so he had to say to Randy in a rough voice: "Drive your car, Randy! Hold the steering wheel firmly!"
Shania's plot succeeded, and she leaned on Tang En's shoulder proudly.
Randy glanced in the rearview mirror.No matter how you look at it, they both look like a loving father and daughter... But, it's a pity that they are father and daughter...
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When the sky was dark, Tang En and Shania returned home with piles of things.
On the street, Shania can be considered to have brought her acting skills to the extreme. She played a very good role as a daughter who likes to act like a baby to her father. "Buy it for her.Fortunately, all she likes are small toys, not too expensive.
There are often closed-eyed salespersons smiling and complimenting Tang En who pays by card: "Your daughter is so beautiful, sir!" Or say to Shania: "Your father treats you so well, miss!"
Tang En rolled his eyes vigorously, while Shania buried her face in the plush doll and giggled.
After returning home, Tang En spread the things in his arms on the table, and fell on the sofa, too tired to get up again.
"It's tiring to go shopping with women!"
Shania curled her lips: "It's a man who says that, Dad, you are so vulgar! Ah..."
Just after she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that it was no longer a public place outside, and she didn't need to call it that.
Tang En turned his head and looked at her helplessly, while she stuck out her tongue and laughed: "I've been barking for a day, and it's easy... I really didn't mean it, Dad... Uncle Tony!" She saw Tang En raising his head. With a slap in the face, he immediately stood at attention and corrected himself.
"I'm going to be angry, Shania!" Tang En grinned.
Shania didn't give him a chance, she made a face, and ran upstairs with a bunch of toy dolls in her arms.
Tang En was so tired that he lay down again, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist.I got up and touched it again, and found that it was my mobile phone.
Since the button was touched just now, the screen lit up, and he was surprised to find that there was a text message.
Regardless of whether it was before or after time-traveling, Tang En didn't like texting with others - he thought it was too slow to type on the phone keyboard with one finger.If he has anything to do, he will call directly, and people who are familiar with him will also call to find out if they have something to do. Very few people will send him text messages—unless they can’t get through the phone, and no one answers the phone.Shania was the only exception. When she was bored, she would text Tang En to chat with her when she was out on the catwalk. Tang En would only reply patiently with text messages at that time.
He opened his inbox and found that the text message came from an unfamiliar number.
"Goodbye, Mr. Tang En. I hope we will have a chance to fight against each other in the future."
There was no beginning or end, and Tang En was confused. The time of the text message was three hours ago. At that time, he and Shania were shopping on the street, acting as a "father who loves his daughter".
He stared at the string of numbers for a long time, but couldn't remember whose phone number it was.He wanted to call to verify, but he saw that this person's text message didn't even have a signature introducing his identity, so he didn't bother to meddle in other people's business.Anyway, no matter who it is, no matter what it is, let him go.
He pouted, and put his finger on the "delete text message" button.
But he thought about it again, and finally moved away.
"Shania, are you hungry?" Tang En raised his head and called upstairs.
"A little bit!" Shania replied loudly.
"Just wait, I'll cook you delicious Chinese food today!" Tang En got up and went to the kitchen to get busy.
After a while, Shania also changed her clothes and came down to help. By the way, she curiously followed Tang En to learn how to cook Chinese food.
The two of them were busy in the kitchen, but they were also very happy.
Tang En also forgot that weird text message amidst laughter.
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The next day, Tang En got up early.Today he is going back to work, Tang is not around, there are more things that need him to be busy.
At the dining table, he picked up a newspaper next to him and habitually flipped to the sports page.
"Hey, Uncle Tony!" Shania frowned when she found that he was reading the newspaper while eating again, and shouted dissatisfied.
This time Tang En didn't listen to her, and obediently put down the newspaper.It seems to be possessed by a demon, holding the newspaper and freezing it.
"Uncle Tony, Uncle Tony..." Shania snatched the newspaper from Tang En's hand. Tang En didn't blame her, but she was wondering when Tang En took out his cell phone.
She glanced at the newspaper that made Tang En obsessed, and a large headline on it was very eye-catching:
Goodbye, Jose - Jose Mourinho leaves Chelsea
The following subtitles are:
Abramovich: It was an amicable breakup.
Of course she knew who Mourinho and Abramovich were, and she also understood why Uncle Toni behaved like that.
Tang En found out the text message he received yesterday, and he dialed back according to this number.
When Mourinho's voice rang on the other end of the phone, Tang En was stunned, not knowing what to say.He made the call on impulse, and he didn't think of what to say when he got through.
"Hello? Mr. Tang En, if you call early in the morning to wake me up just to waste your phone bill, then I don't mind leaving the phone on and going to sleep."
"Ah, ah..." Tang En returned to normal after hearing Mourinho's sarcasm. "Hmm...Damn it, I saw the news, and I just wanted to call you, but I didn't know what to say... How did you know my phone number, yesterday?"
"Jorge gave it to me." Jorge's full name is "Jorge Mendes", and he is the manager of Pepe and Rafinha, and he and Twain can be regarded as "old acquaintances".
"Oh..." Tang En's tone revealed the meaning of "so that's the case", but he hasn't decided what to say next.
It was Mourinho who helped him out: "Is the news of my resignation so shocking that even Mr. Tang En, who has always been quick-witted and sharp-toothed, doesn't know what to say?"
Speaking of this, Tang En's brain became clearer: "No, I knew very early on that you would leave Chelsea."
Mourinho was intrigued by him saying: "Oh? Since when?"
"It starts the day you become Chelsea manager."
Mourinho chuckled softly.
"I'm not joking. You and Abramovich have different personalities. One of you will leave sooner or later. The possibility of the chairman of the club leaving is much lower than the possibility of the head coach leaving, so he must leave. It's you."
Mourinho listened to Tang En's analysis with great interest, and then asked, "You...you can be considered a tough person. Why are you still doing well as the head coach of Nottingham Forest?"
"My boss is smarter than your boss. He knows when to give in. He knows how to delegate power to his subordinates. He knows how to sacrifice his own personality to satisfy others..."
Mourinho on the other end of the phone hummed: "Yes, what you said is absolutely right." He seemed to be nodding, and his pronunciation paused.

After another short silence, Tang En asked: "May I ask your next plan, Mr. Mourinho?"
"I have an agreement with Chelsea that I will not coach any Premier League team in the next year, so that I can get more 'breakup fee'. And I also want to take a good rest..." Like this, there is nothing between Twain and Twain It may be the first time for Mourinho, and it is also the first time for Twain to communicate without a tense atmosphere and without a little bit of gunpowder.
This feeling was so fresh and wonderful that Tang En even forgot to eat breakfast.Shania didn't rush, she just waited quietly by the side.
"Then can I buy you a glass of wine?" Tang En brought up the old story again.
Mourinho felt strange: "Why are you so persistent in buying me a drink, Mr. Dunn?"
"Uh, uh... one of the reasons I'm coaching: to use my position to have a post-game drink with all the famous coaches in the world."
Hearing Tang En's strange reason, Mourinho laughed loudly: "Only England has this strange tradition - a glass of wine after the game, Mr. Tang En. But I still have to refuse you."
"Why?" Tang En asked.
"Because we're still enemies. I'm not talking about quitting football and retiring, you're still in charge of Nottingham Forest and it looks like relegation isn't going to happen in the next couple of years with a team that's going to be playing regularly at the top level in Europe... ...So, Mr. Tang En, we will always have a chance to fight again, as long as there is such a possibility, you will still be my enemy. I never drink and talk with my enemies."
"Okay." Tang En gave up this idea. "Are you going back to Portugal?"
"Yes, go home and rest."
"Aren't you going back to England?"
"No, I didn't sell the house in London. The agreement only says that you can no longer coach the Premier League team within one year, but it doesn't say that you can't do it after one year. The future... Who can say clearly?"
"Okay, then I wish you luck."
"I wish you good luck too, Mr. Dunn."
After hanging up the phone, Tang En looked at Shania who was opposite, and Shania was also looking at him.
"You don't look very happy, Uncle Tony?" Shania said, looking at Tang En with her head tilted.
"Why do you say that?" Tang En didn't deny it, but asked.
"I don't know, it's just a feeling—you're not happy."
Tang En smiled: "I should be happy."
"why?"
"Because there is a very powerful enemy missing." Tang En pointed to the newspaper on one side, "But my real thought is: 'God, there is an interesting opponent missing!' Thinking of this, I couldn't be happier. You are right, Shania, I am not happy. My heart is a little empty, as if... as if, lost a very important friend..."
Having said that, Tang En himself laughed again, it was a self-deprecating laugh.
"Have you ever heard something like this, Shania? 'In fact, the person who knows you best and cares about you the most is often your worst enemy'. Look at what these newspapers say..." He picked up the newspaper and pointed Looking at the photo of Mourinho waving his hand above, with a line of small words below, he read: "Goodbye, Jose. Without you, the Premier League will feel lonely."
"The first time I agree with The Sun, I feel a little lonely too."
Shania looked at Tang En who was staring at the newspaper and said nothing.
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When Dunn came to the gate of the Wilford training base, he found that many reporters had already gathered here.He was a little surprised, logically speaking, shouldn't the center of the world's media at this time be London's Stamford Bridge?Mourinho, the crazy coach, dismissed get out of class, which can be regarded as a sensational news in the world.
"Why are you still here?" Tang En looked at the reporters and said, "Aren't you going to London? Something big is happening there."
Someone among the reporters stood up: "So you know it too, Mr. Tang En."
"Thanks to you journalists, I found out at breakfast." Actually he found out yesterday afternoon...
The reporter continued: "According to a close friend of Abramovich, the Russians appreciate your coaching achievements and hope you go to Stamford Bridge. We are here to prove..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang En's laughter.Tang En smiled happily, he was really happy, definitely not pretending.
"Thank you for letting me hear the funniest joke today. Thank you, Mr. Reporter." After laughing, Tang En said to a group of reporters who were confused.
"No, this is not a joke, it's true, I have reliable inside information..." The reporter felt that his integrity had been insulted, and he emphasized the authenticity of his source very seriously.
Now that he was serious, Tang En also put on a straight face.
"Well, if what you said is true, you do have a close friend of Abramovich as an insider, and he told you that Abramovich is interested in me, then please tell that close friend and Abramovich Mr. Qi himself wrote back."
A group of reporters pricked up their ears and turned on their phones and recorders one after another, preparing to record Tang En's response to the rumor.The reporter from the TV station extended the microphone to Tang En, and the camera lens was naturally pointed at this man.
"Dear Mr. Roman Abramovich..." Tang En cleared his throat and said to the TV camera.
"FUCK_YOU."

(End of this chapter)