Keane left and ultimately did not choose to join Nottingham Forest. He passed by Tony Twain just like that. Twain thought that they probably would not have the chance to work together in the future. After losing the opportunity to work together here, it was almost impossible to work together again. Because he knew that Roy Keane would not be willing to be anyone's assistant manager, and he was similarly unwilling to be anyone's assistant.
Therefore, even if Keane retired after 18 months and chose to be a manager, Twain could not extend an invitation to the proud Irishman to be his assistant manager.
However, even if he could not be a partner, it was also a good thing to be an opponent.
If the strong people were all on his side, what was the point of playing in the game?
Twain did not want to lose "interest in the game" prematurely.
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Another year of Christmas was approaching. For Western countries, Christmas was equivalent to China's Spring Festival.
Twain had already spent two Christmases in England. Because of Sophia, he did not feel the loneliness of being a "guest in a foreign land."
This Christmas, he and Dunn would still be spending it with Sophia's family.
But unfortunately, Shania could not come to Nottingham to accompany her this Christmas. The promise she made last Christmas of "spending it together every year in the future" had not yet been fulfilled, and she had already breached the contract.
But this breach of contract was a good thing for her personal career.
After a year of hard work in England, Shania had gradually made her own world in the modeling world. So now, she was no longer the ordinary little girl who could casually wander the streets, go to school every day, and be unknown to anyone.
"… I'm really sorry, Uncle Tony …" Shania apologized to Twain over the phone, but it was more like a child's complaint.
"Why are you apologizing? I think it's a good thing for you. " Twain held the latest issue of a fashion magazine in his hand. If he did not look carefully, he would not have thought that the beautiful and sexy girl on the cover was the fifteen-year-old Judy Shania Jordana.
Her name was written next to the cover girl, and below it was a title: The Future of the Runway.
It was a special topic in this issue of the magazine, which was dedicated to introducing some of the most eye-catching new stars in the world of modeling.
It was just like how football magazines would also introduce the most eye-catching superstars in the world of football.
Shania's outstanding physical condition, as well as the temperament that she had received professional training from a young age, made her one of the top ten most promising models on the list.
Although Shania always complained that she didn't like models, it was undeniable that she had the talent to be a supermodel. Tang En had once thought that Shania did not like being a model. Perhaps it was because she had always received rigorous training related to modeling when she was young, causing her to develop resistance towards this line of work. In reality, being a model was the most suitable for her.
"But I want to spend Christmas with you." Shania pouted on the other end of the phone.
"This is also your job, Shania." Tang En coughed. "Just like it's my job to coach the team. Didn't you see me leading the team to train and compete last Christmas? I thought you didn't like me treating you like a child? Since you're still busy with work during the holidays, it means you're an adult, Shania. "
Shania was silent for a moment before saying, "But right now, I want you to treat me like a child!"
Tang En rolled his eyes.
Without waiting for him to think of any new comforting words, Shania first sighed. "Alright, I know I'm being unreasonable. It must be very difficult for you, Uncle Tony. Are you fiercely saying in your heart, 'Why is this child so difficult to deal with?!' "
Tang En coughed hard. "Don't think that way, Jordana!" His tone became stern.
Shania immediately became honest. "I'm just joking! Although we can't spend Christmas together, I still want a Christmas present! A new Totoro toy, different from the previous one. It can't be the same! "
Tang En nodded in agreement. "No problem, no problem. You can have as many as you want. "
"No, just one! In the future, if I don't spend Christmas with you every year, you have to buy me a different Totoro toy! "
The corner of Tang En's mouth curled up. Did this girl already have the resolve to become a world-famous model? Otherwise, why would she say that? Perhaps there really wouldn't be many Christmas days together in the future.
Although that was what he thought, he still said, "That won't happen. What if we spend next year together?"
Who asked him to be the manager of a Premier League team? It was one of the few leagues in the world with the most intense schedule during the Christmas period. The Premier League committee hoped that the league could bring joy to the people who had been busy all year. Going to the stadium with the family to watch the game or watching the live broadcast at home on television became one of their most important activities during the Christmas period. But … who would give the players and coaches, who had been busy for half a season and still had to continue working hard, a holiday?
As a player and a coach, they could get a higher salary than ordinary people, but the pressure they endured was not something ordinary people could imagine. Take a coach for example. It was probably one of the professions with the highest rate of heart attacks in the world. They endured enormous pressure that ordinary people could not imagine for a long period of time, but the rest they received was pitifully little. Many coaches liked to drink. Why? Because it was the only way they could relieve the pressure and forget their troubles.
The former Liverpool manager, Gerard Houllier, had once suffered a heart attack due to excessive pressure. Tang En did not want to one day lie on the operating table and receive a heart attack. No matter how much money he earned, he would not have the life to spend it. What was the use?
Perhaps Shania did not agree with Tang En's words in her heart, but she accepted the comfort verbally. "Yes, maybe we can be together again next year. Let me say 'Merry Christmas, Uncle Tony' in advance. The makeup artist is calling me. "
"Merry Christmas, Shania."
After hanging up the phone, Tang En looked at the radiant Shania on the cover. Who among the readers and spectators cared about what price models had to pay behind their glamorous appearances?
He pursed his lips and put the magazine to one side. He got up, put on his coat, and walked down the stairs.
"What are you doing?" Dunn asked casually when he saw Tang En walk down dressed neatly.
"Going out to buy something."
"Buying a present for Shania?"
Tang En nodded, opened the door, and walked out.
Shania was going to Milan to attend a fashion brand's gala during Christmas. Of course, she was not invited as a guest of honor, but as the brand's spokesperson model to walk the runway and showcase the new products. She was not the only model who had to busy herself with work during Christmas. There were many young girls like her, dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, shuttling back and forth on the various runway stages under the envious gazes of the crowd. Some of them harbored the dream of becoming a world-class supermodel and were working hard. Some of them were just working hard to survive and did not want the former to easily replace them. To the latter, being a model was just a job.
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