"Tony Twain?"
Twain seemed to hear someone calling him. He turned his head reflexively and saw a somewhat familiar face.
Standing in front of him was a woman. She was the reporter who had come to Wilford to interview him because the Forest team wanted to buy the Chinese player, Sun Jihai. She was even lectured by him, and later met several times in various interviews — Tang Jing.
"It's really manager Tony Twain." After confirming the identity of the man in front of her, Tang Jing laughed. "Why would I see the manager of England's Nottingham Forest at Beijing International Airport?"
Twain shrugged. "It's just a vacation. Why would I see you here? "
"This is Beijing, the capital of China. I'm a Chinese. It's normal for me to appear here, isn't it?" Tang Jing was not to be outdone.
The two of them had always been at odds since the first time — or rather, the second time — they had met. Later in some interview activities, the two had met a few times, and Tang Jing had asked him a few questions, so they were no longer strangers. However, Twain had always been uninterested in this reporter, who was considered a beauty, due to his bad impression of this ignorant female celebrity chaser.
Twain glanced at a Bank of China ATM not far away and said, "If the great reporter Tang suddenly appeared in the underground vault of the Bank of China, wouldn't it be normal?"
"You … Mr. Twain really knows China."
"Didn't you already come to a conclusion in your interview?"
"Aren't you afraid that I'll write about your hostile words with the reporter at the airport and expose it in the newspaper?"
Twain laughed happily. "Why should I be afraid? My position as manager is not decided by the preferences of your Chinese media and Chinese readers. Even if you write me in the newspaper as Satan with horns on my head, even if your readers hate me, what does it have to do with me? Miss Tang, you don't even know how to threaten people? "
Tang Jing was rendered speechless by his words.
Dunn had been standing to the side watching Twain and Tang Jing's tit-for-tat and did not speak.
Twain saw that the other party had nothing to say, so he turned and walked to the boarding gate with Dunn. The airport broadcast was already reminding passengers to board the flight.
Tang Jing bit her lips and stared at Twain's back. As the president's woman, she had always excelled in her studies since she was a child. She had smoothly advanced to higher education and found a job … No one had ever dared to disrespect her like this. But in front of this man, she had been at a disadvantage time and time again. This was her humiliation …
She didn't believe that she couldn't turn the tables.
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"Hey, Tony."
"Hmm?"
"Were you too mean to that female reporter just now?"
"What? Do you have tender feelings for me now? "
"Ahem."
"Haha! I don't know why, but whenever I see her, I want to say something to provoke her … Perhaps I don't like her arrogance. I hate self-righteous people, especially self-righteous women. "
The two of them chatted in English while waiting in line to board the plane. After boarding the plane, they put their carry-on bags on the luggage rack and sat down to continue chatting. This time, their topic shifted to the World Cup in Germany, mainly to think about what they could gain in Germany this summer.
There were three rows of seats. Tang En sat in the middle, Dunn sat by the window, and the aisle seat was empty. They didn't care about that.
Just as the two of them were focused on discussing the summer reinforcements, a person walked straight toward Tang En from the direction of the cabin door.
Tang En was originally listening to Dunn, but his eyes fell on the person. As she moved forward, he gradually shifted all his attention to this "uninvited guest."
"Damn it …" He cursed under his breath.
Tang Jing was a little surprised when she first saw the person sitting next to her. But when she saw the surprised and annoyed expression on Tang En's face, she suddenly smiled brightly. She did not hide the joy in her heart and walked slowly toward Tang En with a smile.
"I didn't expect to see you again so soon, Mr. Tang En." Tang Jing put her bag on the luggage rack and then sat down gracefully to greet him.
"Yeah, I really didn't expect …" Tang En was a little crestfallen. He didn't like the feeling of being with this woman. He didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that this woman was also on the same flight and was sitting next to him.
"This is good. My journey won't be lonely anymore."
"This is terrible. My journey has become a torture," Tang En mumbled.
"What did you say, Mr. Tang En?"
"Nothing."
“Really？”
"Speak Chinese! I can understand … "Hearing Tang Jing say English words, Tang En was unhappy. You're a Chinese. Why are you speaking English to me?
Looking at Tang En, who had lost his composure, Tang Jing smiled even more happily.
Dunn looked at Tang En pitifully from the side, still not saying anything.
Tang Jing noticed him. When she walked over just now, Tang En was also talking to this person. They had been together since before boarding the plane, so they were clearly not travel companions meeting for the first time.
"Who is this?"
"My assistant." Tang En introduced him in a bad mood. But he quickly realized: Why should I introduce him to her?
"Hello, I'm Tang Jing, a special correspondent for Titan Sports in London." Tang Jing took the initiative to extend her hand to Dunn.
"Hello, I'm Dunn." Compared to Tang Jing's self-introduction, Dunn's was much simpler. The two shook hands with Twain in between them. Tang En rolled his eyes and ignored them.
"You're Coach Tang En's assistant? You're Chinese? " Tang Jing was clearly very interested in Dunn's identity. As far as she knew, there had not been a Chinese coach who held any position in a team in one of the five major leagues in Europe. If Dunn was really Tang En's assistant manager, it would be a big piece of sensational news.
Dunn nodded. "Yes." He did not give any explanation and simply answered Tang Jing's question. He answered whatever Tang Jing asked, not saying a word more than necessary. Before he became familiar with Tang En, he had also "chatted" with Tang En like this. At that time, it had driven Tang En crazy. Now, it was Tang Jing's turn to enjoy this feeling.
Tang Jing did not expect Dunn's answer to be so concise. He had no intention of taking the initiative to continue the topic. She froze for a moment.
Tang En leaned against the back of the chair with a straight face, but he was secretly laughing in his heart. Who asked you to get close to me? You've hit an iron plate, haven't you?
Tang Jing also realized that Dunn did not seem to be a person who was good at dealing with outsiders, so she turned her gaze to Tang En. "Coach Tang En …"
"What?"
"I understand why you're in Beijing, China. But why do you want to find a Chinese person to be your assistant? "
This was the interview.
"Why can't I find one? Frenchmen, Englishmen, Brazilians, Argentinians, Germans, Spaniards … They can all be coaches. Why can't a Chinese person? Are you discriminating by region and looking down on your own countrymen? "Tang En asked.
"Mr. Tang En … Let's put aside our personal grudges, okay?" Tang Jing took the lead to express goodwill. She did not want to waste this opportunity to sit together with Tang En on a long-distance flight.
"Do we have a personal grudge? Before today, I haven't even spoken more than a hundred words to you. I chose Dunn because he's capable. It's as simple as that. Whether it's a coach or a player, I never look at their nationality. I only recognize their ability. Do you understand? "
"But how do you know he has this ability?"
"Contact, chat, observation … I met him online, and we got along very well. That's it." Tang En found an excuse. Although it sounded unbelievable, it would be more believable than saying, "We actually switched bodies and souls," right? If Dunn could prove his ability, then the "internet theory" would become a legend, and the opposite would be a joke. This actually had nothing to do with the reasonableness of the matter. It only had to do with the outcome.
As expected, Tang Jing was shocked by Tang En's "internet theory." She stared at Tang En and then at Dunn with widened eyes.
"I like Chinese culture, so I wanted to find some Chinese netizens through the internet to practice my Chinese. That's how I got to know him. Before I met him, we had been friends for a long time. Yes, that's what happened."
Tang En's reason was reasonable. Tang Jing also hid the surprised expression on her face and coughed twice. She did not know how to continue asking.
"Are there any other questions, Miss Tang?" Tang En looked at Tang Jing.
"Uh … Hmm …"
"If you don't, I have a question for you. Why are you on this flight?"
"The World Cup in Germany. I'm a reporter. Isn't that normal?"
"Ah …" Tang En slapped his forehead. "I forgot you're a reporter."
Tang Jing heard the indirect mockery and pursed her lips. She did not retaliate as fiercely as Tang En had expected.
In this regard, Tang En felt a little strange. He glanced at the silent Tang Jing. The arrogance was gone, and what was left was an ordinary woman.
Tang Jing suddenly stopped talking. Tang En did not want to continue saying anything. Dunn was even more of a man of few words. The three of them fell into silence. Even though the silence came out of nowhere, the three of them were happy to accept this reality.
The gentle voice of the air stewardess came through the broadcast, reminding the passengers to fasten their seatbelts and turn off the communication devices on their phones. The plane was about to take off.
After Tang En and the others fastened their seatbelts, a vibration came from the fuselage. The silver-white behemoth slowly glided toward the runway.
The roar of the engine came from outside, and the sound of the wind became louder and louder. Sitting in his seat, Tang En could clearly feel a huge thrust that pinned him firmly to the back of the seat. He knew the plane was accelerating and taking off. When the sound suddenly became softer, the tightness in his chest disappeared. The plane had already taken off into the blue sky.
"Mr. Tang." Tang Jing suddenly spoke up.
"What's the matter, Miss Tang?"
"Are you guys going to Germany to scout the players?"
"You could say that. But I have another job. I was hired by BBC5 to be a special guest commentator for their World Cup broadcast." Tang En threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth. The ringing in his ears was finally alleviated.
"I see. Don't you think it's a kind of fate that we met here?"
Tang En turned to look at her.
"Can I be so bold as to make a request?"
"Please go ahead."
"There are almost no foreign coaches who can speak fluent Mandarin and have such an understanding of the situation in China. You're a successful coach from a developed country. Can I ask you to write a commentary for our newspaper during the World Cup? We can talk about the royalties. "
Tang En did not expect Tang Jing to raise such a question after such a long silence. His eyes widened.
"I know this request is a little abrupt, but I think it's a good idea to introduce some advanced things to our readers."
Seeing the woman throw her arrogance aside and speak in a humble manner, Tang En really could not steel his heart to reject her. Moreover, why should he reject her? He could casually write a few hundred words of post-match reflections and earn royalties. He could also expand his influence in China. Why not?
Of course, he still had to put on airs even though he thought that way.
"Ah. During the World Cup, I have to be a guest commentator for BBC and write a commentary for the Nottingham Evening Post." Seeing Tang Jing's worried expression, Tang En felt a surge of pleasure in his heart and decided not to continue playing around. The woman's silence just now earned Twain a good impression of her. "But it's not a problem to write one more."
"You agreed? That's great! "
"Do you have to be so happy?" Tang En did not understand.
"That's not important. Let's talk about the specifics in detail?"
"There's nothing to talk about, right? Isn't it just me giving you a manuscript every match day? How are you going to calculate the royalties? "
Seeing Tang En so concerned about the income, Tang Jing covered her mouth and laughed.
"The manager who led the team to the Champions League final and lost to Barcelona in the end still cares so much about a little royalties?"
"There's no difference between that and this, right? Besides, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. It's money earned from my labor. The amount is equally important. "
"Sometimes I really think you're not British, Mr. Tang. You're practically a Chinese through and through, "Tang Jing murmured.
Tang En wiped his sweat in his heart. A woman's intuition is really scary.
"Mr. Tang En, do you mind if I ask about some things about the Champions League final?"
"Are you asking on behalf of the Chinese readers?"
"Of course."
"That's fine. Your opinions won't affect me anyway. What do you want to ask? "
"If it's possible, let's start with that silver medal, okay?"
"Isn't that a topic that's been hyped up by the media?"
"That's the Western media. Our way of understanding is through them. There's a transit in between, so it's inevitable that we'll lose some information."
"You're quite professional."
During the long journey from Beijing to Munich, the two slowly chatted. Dunn sat by the window and turned his head to look at the azure sky outside and the glaring sunlight. He pulled down his blindfold and leaned against the back of the chair to sleep.
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After ten hours of flight time, the Lufthansa flight landed at Munich Airport. The atmosphere of the World Cup was already very strong. When Tang En and the others got off the plane and walked out of the terminal building, they were greeted by it. There were all kinds of football-shaped shops selling mascots and souvenirs, huge World Cup posters, German flags hung high everywhere, and tourists wearing the jerseys of various national teams.
These made it clear to Tang En that they had arrived in Germany, the venue of the World Cup.
"Modern technology is really advanced. We were still in China this morning, and we're in Munich this evening! Let's go, Dunn! "Tang En stretched.
"Where's that female reporter?" Dunn turned his head and did not find Tang Jing.
"She left. She said goodbye to us when we got off the plane. Her colleagues came to the airport to pick her up. "
"Oh. It looks like you guys had a good chat. Didn't you hate her before? "
"What I hate is her arrogant and self-righteous side." Tang En thought of Tang Jing, who suddenly fell silent when the plane took off. She looked quite charming from the side.
"Aren't all strong women like that?"
"Why pretend to be strong women? Gloria is a very successful woman, but she doesn't make me dislike her at all. She's strong in her confidence. People who think they're infallible often don't have much confidence. Even if you think you have it, it's just an act. There's a saying that's very true, Dunn. Don't pretend, or you'll be struck by lightning. Alright, forget about her. There are a lot of star players waiting for us to buy them! The Champions League runner-up. Even though we didn't win the championship, this title is attractive enough. " Tang En turned his head to look at Dunn and grinned, revealing his signature smile. "We're a strong team now, Dunn."
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