Regarding George Wood's worth of "two trillion," it was just another way of saying that George Wood was not for sale. Wood might not be able to reach such a value in his lifetime, but it showed his current status in the team from another angle. The Chelsea Football Club's 10 million offer for the newcomer made many people see the opportunity to make money.
Before George Wood became famous, other than the players' union kindly asking him if he needed the union to be his agent and be responsible for various contract negotiations, no professional agent had ever approached him. Countless new professional players were produced every day in the world of football. If every player had an agent knocking on their door, it would not be enough no matter how many agents there were.
There were only a total of 170 professional football agents in England, which was already the highest number of football agents in Europe. Even so, not all professional players had a professional agent, such as George Wood.
When Wood first signed the contract with the Forest Team, he did not go through any negotiations. He did not know the specific procedures. In any case, the club gave him a contract. He looked at it and felt very satisfied, so he signed it.
It was that simple. The Forest Team took advantage of Wood's ignorance and successfully got him to sign a contract with the club that now looked like a good deal.
It was not that Tang En did not think about finding an agent for George Wood, specifically to help him manage his finances and help him earn more money. But agents were two sides of the same coin. There were pros and cons.
If the rules allowed a team's manager to be the player's agent, Tang En believed that 99% of the managers in the world would fight to be the agent for their own players. It was probably every manager's greatest wish to have them in their own hands. That way, they would not be bothered by problems like signing a contract, renewing a contract, and salary increases.
Unfortunately, this was not allowed.
Tang En hoped that George Wood could find an excellent agent. This agent not only had to be excellent in his work, but also had to have an even better character. He would not quarrel with him every two or three days and raise all kinds of unreasonable demands. He would also not use a player's transfer as an excuse to threaten a salary increase.
But now, such an agent had almost become a world heritage.
Some players became famous at a young age, but because they did not find a good agent, their talent was whittled away by the frequent transfers and days of going against the club. Such people were not in the minority. For example, the former French national team's main striker, striker Nicolas Anelka, who was once known as a "child prodigy."
Tang En did not wish for George Wood to have such an agent. Unfortunately, as the manager, he had no right to interfere in a player's choice of agent. That was because it would cause unnecessary trouble and suspicion. When it came to conflicts of interest, the manager had to avoid arousing suspicion.
He knew that more and more people had been looking for Wood recently, hoping to become his agent. They were like flies that had seen cream cake, buzzing around Wood.
Maybe I should give Wood some advice … It's not against the rules for a manager to give his own advice, right?
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After training, the players showered and changed in the locker room. They were about to say goodbye and go home. Tang En stood at the door of the locker room. Although the players who came out felt a little strange, they still greeted him and said goodbye when they saw him. Tang En responded to them one by one, but he did not stop anyone to chat. Clearly, he was not waiting for them.
George Wood was the last to come out of the dressing-room, because he was the last to enter it.
When he came out, Tang En stopped him. "George, have you been in any trouble lately?"
Wood shook his head, wondering why Tang En would ask such a question.
"Uh, I mean, have there been a lot of people who call themselves agents looking for you recently?"
This time, Wood nodded. "Yes, but not a lot."
Tang En did not know if Wood's "a lot" and his "a lot" were the same concept, but that was not the main question. He nodded lightly, then asked, "What do you think of it? What do you think of those agents? "
"I don't know. They told me a lot of things, but I'm not interested in any of them. "
"What are you interested in?"
"Playing football."
Tang En smiled. It looked like this kid liked playing football.
"No, no, that won't do." Even so, Tang En still wanted to correct Wood's outdated thinking. "It's no longer enough for professional players to just play football. You need to do more. I don't mind you being a big star, I don't mind how many world-renowned brands you endorse, and I don't mind how much money you can earn in a year. This is what you deserve. "
"Isn't a professional player's job to play football?" Wood asked.
"Of course, their job is to play football. But that's just a part of the job. You're a star now, George. It's not enough to just play football. Let me put it this way. How old do you think you can play football until? "
Wood thought about it and shook his head. "I don't know."
"Well, generally speaking, it's normal for a player to retire at the age of 34. But I think you can play until you're 40." Tang En laughed. If Matthaus could do it, then George Wood shouldn't be too bad, right? "If you only think about playing football before you retire at 40 and don't care about anything else, I think the money you can earn will be very limited. What about after you retire at 40? What will you rely on to make a living? Your mother has no source of income. At that time, you still have a wife and child to support. Do you understand what I mean? "
Of course, Wood understood. Tang En was telling him that once he retired, he would no longer have any source of income. He would have to rely on his savings from playing football all these years. He would also have to support his mother and possibly his own family. In that case, how could he ensure that his family would not have to worry about food and clothing?
"So, you should still consider finding a trustworthy agent. Let him manage your finances and help you earn more money. That way, you won't have to worry about those problems after you retire." Tang En revealed his purpose.
Wood nodded. "I'll think about it."
Tang En clapped his hands in satisfaction. "Go home. Don't let your mother wait too long."
Looking at Wood's back as he left, Tang En breathed a sigh of relief. All that was left was to see what kind of agent Wood would find in the end. Hopefully, the situation would not be too bad.
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The apartment that Wood and his mother, Sophia, currently lived in was north of the Wilford training base. It only took about 20 minutes to walk back from the base. However, he rarely used the word "walk." He always used the word "run" — jogging as if he was warming up before a match.
Today, when he ran to the door of his house, he found someone standing there. The door was open and his mother was talking to that person at the door. When she saw him appear, she hurriedly waved. The other person also turned around.
It was a man, a man who was meticulously dressed and looked familiar to him. When the other person saw him, he hurriedly took the initiative to greet him. "Hello, Wood."
Hearing this voice, Wood remembered. It was the enthusiastic acting agent he had met when he accompanied his mother shopping in the past. Could it be that he wanted him to join the entertainment industry again?
"I'm not interested in the entertainment industry." He shook his head and refused, even though the other person had not said anything.
He did not expect the other person to not be disappointed when he heard Wood say so. Instead, he said with a smile, "I think you've misunderstood. First, please allow me to introduce myself again. My name is Billy Woox. I'm a professional football agent who has just received a qualification certificate from the English Football Association. I'm not here to recruit you into the entertainment industry today. I'm hoping to become your agent in football. I'll have full authority to represent you in all your contracts and business matters. "
Hearing the other person say so, Wood was stunned for a moment. How did his identity change?
After introducing himself, Billy Woox turned to Sophia and smiled. "Madam, can we talk inside? You know, it's winter now. The weather outside is really … "
Sophia did not reply immediately. Instead, she looked at her son. Wood thought of what Tang En had said to him before he left. The other agents had all called to look for him, but this person had come personally. Perhaps they could talk. So, he nodded.
"Please come in, Mr. Woox." Sophia opened the door and let the two people in.
When Billy Woox, the gentlemanly man, came in, he looked carefully at the furnishings of the house in front of him. It was very simple, but not shabby. Other than the necessities of life, there were very few ornaments and luxuries. Before he came, he had specially done a check on George Wood's income at Forest. It was 2,500 pounds a week, and that was before tax. The salary was not considered high …
Although Forest was responsible for the treatment of Wood's mother, so they did not have to spend all their salary on the surgery, it was clear that the mistress of the family was used to living in poverty and lived frugally.
After understanding the situation, Woox knew what he should say.
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