Having settled Pepe's matter, Tang En's heart was completely at ease. There were indeed many Brazilian football geniuses, but Tang En did not need to add new players in some positions. Not to mention the geniuses who had not been targeted by the European powerhouses for the time being. Getting a work permit in the English Premier League was a big problem.
Manchester United had been furious since Kaka had been snatched away by AC Milan. They believed it was the English Football Association's bullshit work permit policy that had caused Manchester United to lose non-EU geniuses like Kaka one after another. Kaka's success in his first season at AC Milan had also caused a stir in the English Football Association. They realized that if they continued to cling to this old thing in front of them, they would probably be left further and further behind by the world of football.
As a result, a "special genius clause" specifically targeted at non-EU players was released.
This clause was actually to make it convenient for the Premier League clubs and continental European clubs to compete for those non-EU geniuses. When you took a fancy to a non-EU player but suffered from the fact that he had not played for the national team or the number of appearances did not reach the standard, then you could use this right to apply for a work permit for him. After the Football Association's review and verification, he could play for your team. As for whether this person was a genius and qualified, it would depend on your team's public relations level.
This clause was very good. The only problem was that each club only had one quota per season.
The English Football Association wanted to reform and connect with the world, but they could not take a step forward. Their shilly-shally mentality was vividly reflected in this quota.
But now, these problems were not what Tang En should think about. He would leave the worries to the English Football Association. He just wanted to spend a good vacation with Shania on the picturesque Brazilian beach.
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Tang En, who was still in China in the past, had never seen so many 3 o 'clock girls in his 26 years of life. They appeared in front of Tang En in groups, and then ran off into the distance, laughing and joking. But Tang En was no longer new to Brazil. Now he could completely keep his mind as still as water.
What's more, there was a beauty in a bikini next to him. Although she was a little young …
Tang En turned to look at Shania, who was happily eating ice cream.
Last year, he brought Shania back to his hometown. This year, Shania brought him back to her hometown. The two of them really had a tacit understanding.
Tang En did not see Pepe again these few days. Perhaps he went back to Portugal after learning of his future.
Twain felt a sense of accomplishment at the thought of working with such a player. In the past, when he played FM, he looked forward to the transfer window the most because he could recruit players he liked and liked to play for him. Now that he had become a real person, the pleasure was even more obvious and intense.
Twain smiled at the thought.
Shania, who was licking her ice cream, looked at Tony strangely. "Uncle Tony, what are you giggling about?"
Tang En turned around and glared at Shania. "Why are you smiling foolishly? I'm smiling from the bottom of my heart! "
"You can say that." Shania shrugged. "Are you bored, Uncle Tony?"
Tang En was a little surprised by Shania's question. "Bored? Why is it boring? "
"I'm always dragging you here and there, not letting you do what you like the most. Playing with a kid like me must be very boring, right? "
Twain smiled. This little girl. He turned around to look at Shania and reached out to touch her head, but he suddenly thought that he was treating her like a child. Thus, he retracted his hand. "How could that be? Accompanying Shania is my favorite thing to do. "
Shania looked up at Tang En. "More important than liking football?"
"The most important thing is the first. Football has to be ranked behind you. "Tang En winked at her.
Shania smiled. "My dad and mom will treat you to dinner tonight."
"Don't we eat together every day?" Tang En was a little puzzled.
"No, it's' treat. ' Not at home, but at the restaurant. "
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It was not a high-end restaurant that required a suit and leather shoes to enter. Many of the customers who walked past them were wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts. Some of them were even wearing slippers, as if they had just returned from Copacabana Beach to their heart's content.
Rio de Janeiro at night had a different style compared to the day. During the day, Rio was like a passionate girl, cheerful and lively, and the bright sunshine was like the smile on her face. At night, Rio was more like a mysterious woman in black, every inch of her skin exuding a seductive sexiness, and the twinkling lights were like the priceless jewelry on a mature young woman.
Tang En retracted his gaze from the window. Shania and her mother had gone to the bathroom, and now only he and Shania's father, Bruce Tenório, were sitting at the table.
"I'm really grateful that you've been with Jordie all this time. Her mother and I have too little time." Tenório was a well-mannered gentleman. At least that was how it looked on the surface. Tang En felt comfortable when he was with him.
"It's nothing. I also like spending time with Shania."
Tenório looked at Tang En and said, "As parents, it's the first time we've seen her smile so much. She smiled every day, every moment of every day. I'm not exaggerating. In the past, she always had a straight face when she was with us. We didn't know what she was thinking. "
Tang En nodded in understanding. Parents were all like this. What they understood the most were the children they lived with all day. "Because of the different perspectives of thinking and looking at problems, it's easy for parents to have a generation gap with their children."
Tenório smiled. "Mr. Twain …"
"Call me Tony, Mr. Tenório. This is too formal. We're not talking about business, are we? "
"They have to call me 'Bruce' too."
The two men looked at each other and smiled, accepting the suggestion.
"Well … Tony, you seem to understand these things very well, but you're still single, right?"
"Although I don't have children, I've also been a child."
These words made Tenório fall silent for a moment, then he nodded thoughtfully.
"Bruce, did Shania tell you that she doesn't like to train as a model?" Tang En asked.
Tenório shook his head. "Although she didn't say it, we know in our hearts. She showed disgust during modeling training, running away from home to run to England to meet you, it was all for us to see. Because her mother used to be a model, so … she hopes that Jordie can also become a model. "
Tang En smiled and nodded, once again expressing his understanding. This problem was the same all over the world. Parents always hoped that their children would follow the path they had planned, because they believed that their experience could prevent their children from taking many detours. However, children felt that their parents were interfering with their freedom, that they had become their parents' puppets, and that their lives were no longer interesting.
It was hard to say who was right and who was wrong on this topic. Everyone had their own reasons.
Since ancient times, it had been difficult for even an upright official to resolve family disputes, and Tang En did not want to be an upright official.
"But … Jordie has been training as a model since she was young, starting from her mother until now. If she's not a model, what else can she do? " Tenório pointed out the essence of the problem. Shania was not like Yang Yan, who was smart and studious from a young age, able to obtain a master's degree from a foreign university and other gold-lettered signboards.
Perhaps her parents wanted her to learn to be a model so that she could find a job that would allow her to support herself in the future, and not because they wanted their daughter to become famous and the whole family to bask in the glory. After all, no matter how one looked at it, Shania's parents did not look like the kind of poor family that relied on a woman to support them.
That was why Tang En felt that there was no way to say who was right and who was wrong on this topic.
Tang En sighed softly. To be able to find a job that one liked, to be able to find a job that one was good at … was really not easy. Compared to many people, he, Tang En, Tony Twain, could really be considered lucky. Perhaps being transmigrated to England by the Heavens was the correct path of life.
"I still have to thank you, Don … Tony. You've made Shania's life these two years so colorful. There are a lot of things that we couldn't give her, but you did. Aunt Lane is a very stubborn and traditional Englishwoman. Shania will definitely not feel happy at her place, because Shania is not a traditional Englishwoman. So … she still has to stay there for a long time. I hope you can continue to take care of her like this. "
Tang En was stunned for a moment. He looked at Tenório and realized that the other party was also smiling at him.
"Is this a request from a father?"
Tenório did not answer, only maintaining his smile.
"Then I'll make a promise between men."
"Thank you, Tony. You're a good person. From the first time I saw you, I knew … "
Tang En made a face. It was bad enough that Shania gave him the good guy card, but now Shania's father gave him the good guy card as well. Could it be that he was really a good person? That's not right … How was he even close to being a good person?
At this time, Shania and her mother returned. The bathroom seemed to have taken a long time … "What are you guys talking about?" Shania was in a good mood. She bounced and sat next to her mother, looking at Tang En and her father opposite them.
"I'm snitching on you, saying that you're disobedient," Tang En said fiercely. Tang En said fiercely. The conversation just now had made him much more open in front of Shania's parents.
Shania snorted, but at the same time, she secretly observed her father's expression through the corner of her eyes. She only felt relieved when she saw that her father was smiling and did not show any signs of anger.
Tenório saw that everyone was seated and flipped over a toothpick container on the table that looked like the ones Tang En often saw when he ate in China. The side that was originally red turned green.
Very quickly, a waiter wearing a skewer of barbecued meat walked over with a long fork in his hand.
"Although Jordie must have brought you to eat Brazilian barbecue, I guarantee that this is the most authentic." Tenório smiled and pointed at the waiter who walked over.
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The holiday in Brazil was very enjoyable, especially after the conversation with Mr. Tenório. Tang En felt that Shania's father's image in his mind had improved a lot.
Previously, he had always felt that Mr. Bruce Tenório, who was busy with work all day, was too cold to Shania. It seemed that there was no fatherly love between them. Since he and Shania were on the same side, it would naturally make him feel uncomfortable to neglect Shania. But after that conversation, Tang En knew that he still cared about Shania's thoughts. This was also the reason why Shania's parents were happy to see him and their daughter together all day long.
It was just that the way most fathers expressed their feelings might cause their children to misunderstand. They were often not as revealing and expressive as mothers. No matter how much love they had, they kept it in their hearts.
Tang En thought of the scene of the two of them waiting for Shania at the doorstep of his house in Nottingham. Their behavior was very much in line with their respective roles. Her mother was anxious and did not care about anything else, while her father was calm and collected, not forgetting to show his authority.
He smiled.
"Uncle Tony, what are you giggling about?"
Tang En rolled his eyes. "Cheeky."
His holiday was very short, while Shania's holiday was still very long. Tang En had to rush back to England to deal with the club's affairs. A week's holiday might not be enough for him to free himself from the fatigue and pressure of last season, but he did not want to waste all his time on relaxing. There were still many important matters waiting for him at the club. The players' contract renewals, the recruitment of new players, the transfer of existing players … These all required his decisions.
So, today was the day he ended his holiday in Brazil and flew back to England to start work. He was also the day to say goodbye to Shania, who would continue to stay in Brazil to accompany her parents.
According to Shania's parents' usual routine of being so busy all day, Shania was the only one who came to send him off. But perhaps this was the farewell that Tang En hoped for?
Looking at Shania, who was waiting to board the plane with him, Tang En suddenly felt a little reluctant to part with her as he thought of the happy times they had this week. This mood would not do! He had to think of a way to divert his attention.
"Shania, I think your father … uh, is pretty good."
"Yeah." Shania nodded. "I liked my father when I was very young."
"Like and afraid of him?" Tang En said with a grin.
Shania glared at Tang En. "I don't know why either. Although I spent more time with my mother since I was young, I was closer to my father. I was very happy when I saw my father. But he always kept a straight face to me … "
Oedipus complex …
Tang En coughed. "That's because you were still young then. Think about it now. Your father doesn't keep a straight face to you anymore, does he?"
"It's because I haven't been in Brazil for a long time," Shania said with a pout. "And with you by my side, he wouldn't dare to give me a hard time!"
Tang En remembered when he was young. If relatives and friends came to the house, he could go a little crazy and do things that were out of line without worrying about being punished by his parents. The adults called him "crazy when people come." Crazy when people come. How would he dare to be crazy when no one came? Shania was the same as him back then. Although she was almost as tall as him now, she was still a child!
He reckoned that after he left today, Shania would be a lot more well-behaved at home.
Thinking about it this way, Tang En felt that Shania was a little pitiful and could not bear to leave. After going one round, his mood returned.
The airport broadcast began to announce the boarding of the passengers on the flight from Rio de Janeiro to London. Shania looked up at the ceiling of the airport hall, as if trying to find the source of the sound.
"Shania …" Seeing her like this, Tang En called out in a hoarse voice. "I'm leaving."
Shania turned her gaze down and smiled. "Okay, goodbye, Uncle Tony."
"Goodbye, Shania."
In the end, neither of them moved.
"I'm really leaving."
"Go, Uncle Tony. Remember to call me when you arrive. "Shania made a microphone with her hand and placed it by her ear.
After a moment of silence, the broadcast sounded above them again. The sweet female voice sounded especially unpleasant to Tang En's ears. He looked up and then took a deep breath. "Shania, if you … uh, if you're bored alone in Brazil, go back to England early."
He did not expect Shania to reject Tang En's good intentions with a smile. "I'm staying here to spend this holiday with them."
"Ah …" Tang En was a little disappointed, but he quickly realized that it was impolite to do so. So, he immediately bent down to pick up his suitcase.
Just as he placed his hand on the handle of the suitcase, he heard Shania say, "But when I'm bored, I'll call you. Don't turn off your phone! If I can't find you when I'm bored, I won't forgive you when I return to England! "
"Hey, when have you ever seen me turn off my phone? I won't even turn it off when I'm sleeping. I'll be there 24 hours a day when you call me! " Tang En gripped the handle tightly and stood up. His heart was suddenly clear. The weather was great, and the sun was shining brightly …
"I'm really leaving this time, Shania. To be able to spend this holiday with you in Brazil makes me happier than if I led the team to qualify for the Champions League. Thank you. "
Tang En pulled his suitcase and turned to leave. Shania was still waving gently behind him.
"Thank you too, Uncle … Tony."
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I had some things to do in the afternoon, so I sent out the afternoon's portion as well. Please forgive me.
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