Shania was indeed going to walk a show in Madrid. It was not a fashion show, but a stand-alone event for a brand she had signed up to endorse.
Victoria also knew about it. As a good friend, Shania had also sent Victoria a text message to tell her that she was coming to Madrid to walk the show. She also enthusiastically invited the couple to watch it live.
This was also the only day Tang En could squeeze out before Christmas. From the 19th, the English Premier League entered an annual intensive schedule period. In order to celebrate Christmas for the fans, the team had to play more than one game a week.
Tang En could only rush to find time before Christmas to give the team a day off, as well as himself.
Then it just so happened that Shania was coming to Madrid, Spain, which helped him a lot. Otherwise, he really did not know what reason he could use to ask the Beckhams out.
Shania did not care what Tang En wanted to talk about with the Beckhams and Victoria. What made her happy was that although she still had to spend this Christmas busy with the runway shows, Uncle Tony would come to accompany her for a day.
Both of them were very busy with work. A day of meeting was very precious.
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On the afternoon of December 11th, after the home game against Aston Villa, he did not follow the team to stay at the hotel. Instead, he went straight to London and took the evening flight to Madrid.
The team had a day off the next day. Tang En would also spend it with Shania in Spain.
As everyone knew, Spanish habits were different from other countries. Their hours seemed to be a few hours later than in other places. When Tang En arrived in Madrid at 9.30, the Spaniards had not even started dinner.
It was Shania's agent who came to the airport to pick Tang En up.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Tang. Shania is with Victoria and can't come, "Fasal said to Tang En in the car from the airport to the city.
"It's nothing. I'm the one who disturbed you." Tang En did not say that out of politeness.
Tang En's schedule for this trip was very tight. After the game, he would come straight to Spain to treat the Beckhams to a meal. The next morning, he would attend Shania's runway show. In the afternoon, he would accompany her to have a good time in Madrid. In the evening, he would fly back to England.
Not a minute was wasted.
With such a tight schedule, he naturally had to trouble Shania's agent, Mr. Fasal, to carefully arrange it so that there would not be any slip-ups.
Fasal naturally thought of this. As he drove, he turned back and smiled at Tang En. "Mr. Tang En is also a busy man now."
"Shania has always been like this, right? You're always flying around … "Tang En asked from the back seat.
"It used to be, but it's better now. In the past, in order to make a name for himself, he had to participate in all kinds of activities. Now that I'm famous, there are some activities that I can decline. "
Twain nodded to show that he understood. Once one became famous, they would naturally have the right to choose the business partners they wanted to work with. Sometimes, being a little reserved could even help increase one's value.
"Shania is still continuing her studies," Mr. Fasal added. "After all, she is only 17 years old."
"It's time to go to university, right?"
"Yes."
"Models... don't need to go to college, right?"
"Shania said that you can't be a model for a lifetime." Fasal said with a smile.
Tang En did not reply. Had the little lass already planned out her future? Modeling was indeed a profession that relied on youth. Many models took advantage of their youth to earn more money, find a rich man to marry, and raise their children … That was how their lives passed.
Shania was actually able to think of going to university to continue to recharge herself and plan for the future. However, it was also in line with Shania's independent personality. She had never liked modeling, so she did not expect it to be a lifelong career. Some models would go back to set up a modeling company when they got older, or become the managers of younger models, or become model coaches to groom new models. Clearly, Shania did not have such plans. She seemed to not want to have anything to do with the profession of modeling after she retired.
"Mr. Fasal, you're her manager. Why does it sound to me like you have such thoughts about her? Why don't you stop or object?"
Fasal smiled. "Mr. Tang En, I'm only her manager, not her guardian. I have no right to interfere with what she wants to do in the future. Moreover, everyone knows that modeling is a youthful profession. You can't do it for long. I can't possibly drag her on the runway until she's 50 just to earn money, can I? "
Tang En laughed from behind. That last sentence was really interesting. Walk until she's 50? Sunset Glow Fashion Show?
But … what would Shania look like when she's 50? Would she still be attractive, or would her beauty fade? How old would he be when Shania was 50?
Tang En suddenly shuddered at the thought of this question. He had always, intentionally or unintentionally, neglected his own age. That was because his mental age was in his twenties, but his physical age was … almost 38.
Shania was 17 this year, and he was older than her. She was almost 21 years old. It was hard to imagine that people with such a huge age difference could have such a close relationship.
As the two chatted, they arrived at their destination — a restaurant full of Spanish flair.
Tang En looked down at his watch. It was ten past ten, and there were still people entering and exiting the restaurant's entrance. It was very lively. It was not just this restaurant. The entire street was brightly lit and bustling with activity. There were quite a number of high-end cars parked by the roadside. Just by looking at this, one could tell what kind of people came to this street.
The two had just entered the door when an enthusiastic waiter came to take them to a private room.
Tang En did not want the paparazzi to recognize him, so he specially wore sunglasses. He lowered his head and did not make a sound, only letting the waiter lead the way in front.
In front of a door, the waiter stopped and opened the door. Only then did Tang En take off his sunglasses and see a few people sitting inside.
They were Shania, who was happily chatting with Victoria, Beckham's wife, "Hot Girl" Victoria, and his old friend, David Beckham. What Tang En did not expect was that the Beckhams had brought their three children: the eldest, Brooklyn, the second, Romeo, and the youngest, Cruz.
It looked more like a family gathering.
But that was good. This kind of atmosphere was very suitable for a heart-to-heart talk.
Tang En took off his sunglasses when he entered, and everyone's eyes turned to him.
Shania smiled and stood up from her seat. She opened her arms to Tang En. "Uncle Tony."
Twain walked over and gave her a hug before giving her a peck on the forehead.
Then he let go of Shania and smiled at Beckham and Victoria. "Sorry to have kept you waiting."
It was not Beckham's first time seeing Tang En. He was not surprised by the interaction between him and Shania. It was Victoria's first time meeting Tang En face to face. Although she had heard Beckham mention that Tang En and Shania's relationship was not ordinary, she was still a little surprised to see such a scene.
It was just that this woman hid her true thoughts very well. She stood up and shook Tang En's hand very graciously.
After sending Tang En there, Shania's manager, Fasal, took his leave. Only the few of them were left to eat and chat together.
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After Tang En took his seat, the waiter began to serve the dishes. Beckham's three sons were very mischievous. Victoria had to take care of her children most of the time and did not really have much time to eat. It could be seen that Shania also liked children, so she often went to tease the three cute young masters with Victoria.
In this way, only Beckham and Tony Twain really sat at the dining table and chatted.
"What a happy family," Tang En said to Beckham as he glanced at Victoria, who was playing with his sons.
Beckham turned to look at his wife and sons, his eyes as tender as water.
"After more than a decade of career, in the end, only one family matters the most," he said.
Tang En knew what position Victoria held in Beckham's heart. Although there were many scandals about this man, which man was not lustful? This could not hinder Beckham's love for Victoria.
"Championships, trophies, money … they're all not important?" Tang En asked tentatively.
"Those things can't appear every day after I retire, right?" Beckham replied.
Hearing Beckham's answer, Tang En leaned over and lowered his voice. "David, are you planning to go to America to develop your career?"
Beckham was a little surprised. He had not told anyone about the plan Victoria had given him, except for his manager. How did Tang En know?
Of course, Tang En would not tell Beckham that he knew in advance because he had transmigrated here. He looked at Victoria and smiled. "Everyone knows that Victoria is very interested in Hollywood. You love your wife and value your family. It's only natural for you to follow her to America, right?"
Beckham did not say anything. Tang En was right. Victoria's yearning for a Hollywood-style life was no longer news.
The three children played and played in the large private room. Screams and laughter could be heard from time to time. Seeing that Beckham was silent, Tang En turned his gaze to Shania.
The little lass really loved children. She could also play so happily with other people's children. She was not at all like a supermodel, but more like a normal big sister. Looking at the bright smile on Shania's face, the corner of Tang En's mouth pulled into a smile. No matter what supermodel she was, she was still a child.
"Tony?" Beckham saw that Tang En's gaze was locked on Shania. He smiled lightly and then opened his mouth to wake him up.
Tang En hurriedly retracted his gaze and looked at Beckham again.
"You didn't come to Spain just to treat us to a meal or to play with Shania, did you?"
Beckham's eyes reflected the lights on the roof, flickering as he waited for Tang En to lay his cards on the table.
"Hmm … You're right, David. I know you're not doing well at Real Madrid. That club doesn't give you enough trust and respect. Uh, you see, I actually knew the outcome before I came here. But I still want to try once. "Speaking up to this point, Tang En paused and looked into Beckham's eyes. The children's frolicking around them continued. The women did not seem to care about the topic of conversation between the two men at the table. Tang En continued, "Nottingham Forest is very sincere in extending an invitation to you, hoping that you'll return to England."
Beckham was silent for a moment. Then, he smiled and asked, "Help you sell your jerseys?"
Tang En could not figure out what Beckham's smile meant, but it was not important. "No. You should know that I never consider commercial factors when I bring in players. I only admire you because of your football standards and professionalism. David, don't take my words as a compliment. You're the most professional player I've ever seen. "
Hearing Tang En say so, Beckham smiled and did not comment on Tang En's assessment.
This time, he did not use "I don't want to be enemies with Manchester United" to reject Tang En. He did not even mention that sentence.
After a while, Beckham asked, "You just said you already knew the outcome before you came. Why are you still asking me?"
"Where there's a will, there's a will. Even if I know the outcome in advance, it's not a reason to give up. My team and I are the same. "Tang En boasted shamelessly. He did indeed have the right to say such words.
After Victoria and Shania settled the children down, they returned to the table. Tang En and Beckham also tactfully stopped discussing the topic.
Tang En casually brought up an interesting topic, which amused everyone and did not let the atmosphere turn cold. Although Beckham was also laughing, his brows were still slightly furrowed.
After that, they did not discuss the transfer again until they said their goodbyes.
At the entrance of the restaurant, Victoria looked at Tang En standing beside Shania and smiled. "Mr. Tang En really surprised me. I thought you were the same as what the media said."
"Don't believe them, madam." Tang En blinked. "They're always used to describing a stranger according to their own imagination. They still have to see it for themselves to be sure. I'm a good person. "He puffed out his chest.
"Then, goodbye, Mr. Good Person. If you have the chance to return to England, please accept our invitation to be a guest at our house. "The hostess issued a warm invitation. Tang En had no reason to refuse.
"I must go, madam."
"You have to bring Shania along," Victoria added.
"Of course."
With that, Tang En waved to Beckham, who was standing by the car door. "Goodbye, David. I'm looking forward to our next meeting. "
Beckham smiled and did not say anything. He just waved his hand.
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After sending off the Beckhams, Fasal also drove over to pick up Shania.
"Stay at my place tonight, Uncle Tony."
Tang En was shocked to hear Shania say that.
"You can sleep in Mr. Fasal's room."
Tang En breathed a sigh of relief. Shania was staying in a hotel, and so was Fasal. His room was next to Shania's.
"Ah, then I'll have to trouble Mr. Fasal." Tang En said politely.
Unexpectedly, Fasal was not polite at all. As he drove, he said with a grin, "It's no trouble at all. But if you find it troublesome, you can stay with Shania. "
Tang En coughed violently. Shania chided, "Mr. Fasal!"
"Haha, just kidding! The night view is so good. Where else do you guys want to go? "Fasal cleverly changed the topic. He pointed to the brightly lit city of Madrid outside the car window.
Tang En looked at the city. He was not at all unfamiliar with it. He had led the team here for a competition once, and he had been here once when he traveled to Spain with Shania. Counting it, this was his third time here.
He did not know what fun there was at night, and he did not really want to play.
Shania clearly had the same thought as Tang En. She shook her head. "No. Uncle Tony, you've been tired all day. Go back and rest early. "
Tang En was indeed tired all day. He had woken up in the morning to prepare for the afternoon game. In the afternoon, he had a fierce 2: 2 battle with Aston Villa at home. Then, he immediately took a car to London and took a plane from the London airport to Madrid. Then, he went to see the Beckhams without stopping. At the dining table, he thought of ways to change the "future" that he was familiar with.
Now, he really could not muster up the energy to go anywhere to play.
He felt that he could fall asleep immediately if he collapsed now.
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