After Gareth Bale reached the First Team, he gave his father a call. As soon as he heard that the Forest team was offering a professional contract, he threw down the phone and drove from Cardiff to Nottingham without waiting for Bale to finish speaking.
It took time to get there, and Tang En and Bale could not wait in the office. So, although he had not signed an official professional contract, Tang En had already taken Bale to the training ground and introduced him to all the members of the Forest First Team.
Wes Morgan was happy to see another player from the youth team join them. Although he did not have a place in the First Team, he was happy to help the new kid.
After the introduction, Tang En did not care anymore. He gave Bale a push and handed him over to the players.
After watching Bale quickly familiarize himself with Wes Morgan, Kerslake appeared in front of everyone and announced the official start of the day's training. Tang En continued to stand on the sidelines and supervise the team's training.
For Gareth Bale, the First Team with Wes Morgan, George Wood, Carlislac, and Tony Twain was not much different from the youth team he was familiar with. He believed he would be happy there and would quickly adapt to the coaches' requirements. He would also soon have the opportunity to show himself.
Wes Morgan took good care of this little brother and helped him many times during training. Tang En saw it all. Perhaps in terms of ability, Wes Morgan could only play as a substitute defender. But in the team, there was no lack of such a warm-hearted person. So, Wes Morgan was also not for sale by the Forest team.
Not long after training began, the phone in Tang En's pocket vibrated.
Tang En took out his phone. It was Allan.
Ever since he decided to accept Anelka's transfer negotiations, Allan had not appeared in Tang En's sight for some time. He did not know how the negotiations were progressing. Was everything going smoothly or had they reached a stalemate? He thought that Allan calling him at this time must be about Anelka.
So, he quickly walked to the rest area on the sidelines and found a quiet corner to answer the phone.
"Allan, I've almost forgotten about you."
"Haha! Tony, you know why I'm calling you, right? " Tang En could not tell from Allan's voice whether the situation was good or bad. The guy was very good at hiding his emotions and true intentions.
"Of course, other than Anelka, I can't think of anything else." Tang En shrugged.
"That's right. I want to reconfirm your attitude towards the French striker. It doesn't matter if you have to or not. "
Tang En thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter if there is or not." He thought he could roughly guess the situation over there. The transfer negotiations should have entered a stalemate. "I can wait until Eastwood recovers from his injury. I can also take advantage of this time to look for another striker in the transfer market. However, you have to be quick on your end and decide the outcome as soon as possible. Trouble, Ellen? "
"Hmm …" Allen pondered for a moment. "Those two agents have quite a big appetite. They attach great importance to their younger brother's personal treatment. The moment they opened their mouths, they asked for a commission of 1.2 million pounds as a signing fee. This is only for the two agents, not including their younger brother. "
Twain was not angry when he heard Allan's retelling. Instead, he laughed. He already knew it would be like this, so he wasn't surprised or angry at all. "They always have been, and always will be. Tell those two guys that the Forest Team's manager said: either accept Allan Adams's conditions, or pack up and go back to Turkey! Let them understand their situation. It's not that we, Nottingham Forest, went to their door to buy Anelka, but that the two of them took the initiative to find us, hoping to give their younger brother a new path. "
Hearing Tang En say that, Allan laughed again. "You've been holding these words in for a long time, haven't you, Tony?"
"Of course, since you insisted on negotiating with them."
"Heh heh … That's right, Tony. The team recently bought a Chinese player? What are your considerations? The China market? "
"You really are the marketing manager. Your mind is full of market development … Allan. I bought him because he really does have the ability to be a useful addition to the team's strength, not because of his commercial value. And … "Tang En hesitated." I'm not optimistic about the China market at all. If you want to sell jerseys, we should go and sign a Japanese player. The Japanese fans' money is easy to swindle. "
Allen smiled and said, "Tony, you really deserve to be the manager of the sports department. Market development isn't just about selling jerseys and opening a few specialty stores for fan supplies. But the addition of that China player has reminded me that I have a new plan. Tony, perhaps because you're the manager, you think that the players you sign are solely focused on the players' skills and additions to the team's strength. But I'm the marketing manager. What I value are the players you sign, and what they can do to expand the club's influence and market. Training the players and leading them to win games and championships is your job. But how to make the players earn money for the club is my job. "
"You're right, Allan. We each have our own duties. That's right, are you negotiating with Anelka's two agents? "
"Yes."
"Then why are you calling me here to talk about the development of the China market?"
"I need to let those two guys, who have never seen money in their lives, calm down. If you're free, we can continue to talk about other things. Do you like listening to songs? Are you surprised that I like Elvis Presley? Very few people like his songs in this day and age, right? Evan also likes Elvis Presley's songs. He and I have the same interests. We've been friends for many years. "
"I like Queen … Ah, you're so bad, Allan!" Tang En let out a loud laugh, even attracting the attention of the players on the field. "You're just going to let those two Frenchmen wait in the room?"
"Yes. If I hadn't suddenly thought of that China player, I would have found a room to sleep for a while after asking you about your attitude toward Anelka. Or I could go have a cup of coffee and bask in the sun. There are many good cafes on the streets of Paris. I'll treat you next time. Actually, the taste of the coffee isn't important. What's important is the environment and atmosphere. The temperament of the streets of Paris is very compatible with the coffee. This is something the United Kingdom doesn't have at all … "
In front of Allan, Tang En willingly admitted defeat. This baby-faced Allan could easily make others look down on him because of his looks. But if that were really the case, then he would be in deep trouble.
"What kind of drink is suitable in America?"
"Coke. Drink it as we walk."
The two chatted happily, seeming to have completely forgotten about Anelka. After a while, the two ended the call. Tang En returned to the training ground to watch the team train.
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On the other side, Allan, who had hung up the phone, went to the bathroom. He faced the mirror and held his breath. The face in the mirror became redder and redder. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Then, his neck also turned red. Allan could not hold it in any longer and suddenly opened his mouth.
He held onto the sink with both hands and panted heavily to satisfy his lungs' need for fresh air.
As he panted, Allan looked up at the mirror again. He was very satisfied with his current state. He then loosened the top button of his shirt and turned to walk out of the bathroom.
While Allan was chatting cheerfully with Tang En on the phone, Claudio Anelka and Didier Anelka were already waiting impatiently in the hotel room.
Before Allan left, he said he was going to call the team's manager to confirm the conditions they had offered. Who knew it would take so long …
Every time footsteps came from the corridor outside the door, the two of them would have to sit up straight again. But it was not Allan who came back every time, tormenting them.
When Allan opened the door, he immediately saw the two Frenchmen reclining in their chairs, bored to death. Of course, he ignored the astonishment shown by the two Frenchmen. Instead, he said to them apologetically, "I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting."
"Ah … It's alright. Can we continue, Mr. Adams?"
Allan Adams sighed. "What's more sorry is that our manager, Mr. Tony Twain, does not intend to accept your conditions. I argued with him for a long time, and he insisted on his point of view — that Anelka is not the player he needs. Gentlemen, you know that Anelka is a player that I strongly advocated to bring in. He has been very opposed to this plan from the beginning. So … if he doesn't agree, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do. You know, he's in charge of the team, and the club's chairman, Mr. Evan Doughty, has a very good relationship with Mr. Twain … "He shrugged." I'm really sorry, but there's nothing I can do. He said that if you can't accept the Forest team's current conditions, then there's no need for the transfer negotiations to continue. "
Anelka's two agents were dumbfounded.
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PS: I recommend Elvis Presley's song, "A Little _ Less _ Conversation." Allan Adams' favorite.
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