Evan Doughty narrowed his eyes as he looked at the stadium bathed in sunlight. He then turned to Tang En and said, "Tony, I watched the two matches in the play-offs. Do you know why I didn't choose you? " He did not continue but waited for Tang En to explain himself. If Tang En was a smart man, he should know the reason.
"Because I failed?" Tang En looked at Evan and asked.
Evan smiled and did not answer.
"Very well. Because I failed and you chose a newcomer. What if he also failed at the end of this season? When the time comes, will you send another person up? Evan, do you really understand this sport?! "Tang En questioned loudly.
Evan did not get angry at Tang En's anger. He looked up at the azure sky and then at the training field in the distance. The sunlight shone on the green turf and reflected golden light. It was the condensation of water from the sprinklers.
"Tony, you can also be Collymore's assistant manager. I believe the two of you will work well together …" Evan said slowly as he cast his gaze into the distance.
Looking at Evan Doughty, who had become the club's chairman, Tang En shook his head in disappointment. "Evan, I hope you know this: I, Tang En, will never be anyone's assistant, and no one is worthy of me being their assistant. I'm glad you see me as a friend. Goodbye. "
With that, he put on his sunglasses and left without hesitation.
He did not know if he would have the chance to return here. Yes, he planned to leave Nottingham. He could take advantage of the fact that he did not have too many emotional ties to turn around and walk away at any time.
The news of him being fired by the new chairman spread faster than "Miss Dee" (the famous British pigeon) in the circle. Now, he already had three pieces of paper with the phone numbers of other clubs in his pocket. The people who called him all said to him, without exception, "We were impressed by your coaching results and personal style in the second half of last season. The doors of this club are always open for you, Mr. Tony Twain."
This made Tang En's gloomy mood slightly better. He knew that his hard work and efforts in half a season were not for nothing. There were still people who recognized him. Although there were no super teams among them, there were two teams in the same league and one Division Two team.
Tang En walked out of the main door and bid farewell to Ian MacDonald. He walked slowly along the quiet avenue towards his home. Looking at the faintly discernible training ground behind the dense forest, he knew that it was time to make a decision. Should he stay here and continue to be the youth team coach, or should he go to another team to be the head coach?
Tang En was long gone, but Evan Doughty was still standing by the side of the training ground, as if he was very interested in the work of the turf maintenance workers. In fact, his eyes only swept across the training ground and stopped at the distant sky without any focus.
The sound of footsteps came from behind him and then stopped behind him.
"Is he gone, Evan?" a sharp voice asked.
Evan nodded. "Let's go."
"Will he leave?"
"I don't know … I think maybe."
"What a pity," the voice said. "If he had been more patient …"
"Actually, I understand him very well, Alan. Anyone in his position would have left without hesitation. It would be a miracle if he could stay. "Evan Doughty sighed.
"I know … Looks like we have to look for a new head coach."
Evan turned around and looked at the blond man standing behind him. "Alan, we'll succeed, right?"
Alan Adams, Evan Doughty's financial advisor, a classmate and good friend from Harvard University, and his most trusted assistant and friend, nodded. "Don't worry, my plan is flawless. The club's financial situation is worse than we expected, but I see a lot of potential in it. If you want this club to be yours alone, you have to do this. "
Evan nodded, indicating that he understood. "But …" He looked in the direction of the main door and shrugged. "I really like that guy, Tony. If he ends up becoming our enemy, that would be too unfortunate."
Whose unfortunate would it be? The Forest? Him or Tony Twain?
While he was making a decision about his future, Tang En did not forget that there was still one more thing waiting for him to face. Since yesterday, the media that had blocked his door had not dispersed. Instead, there were signs of them setting up camp for a protracted battle. Now, Tang En was going in and out of his house like he was going to a brothel to visit a prostitute. He was secretive and unhappy.
Faced with the handheld microphones and the idiotic reporters who shouted, "The readers have the right to know the truth," Tang En really wanted to yell at them in Mandarin, "Truth your mother! Truth your mother! "
Fortunately, his rationality did not allow him to do so. On one hand, this group of foreigners did not understand Mandarin at all. On the other hand, the current situation was unclear, and he did not want to stir up trouble.
In the afternoon, Tang En hid at home and found Lawyer Jack Landy's phone number. He then called him to ask about the possible charges he might face.
"I told you, Mr. Tang, you'll become a news figure." After listening to Tang En's brief account of the situation, Lawyer Landy laughed on the other end of the phone. He was not the least bit worried about Tang En's situation. "Actually, I've already learned a little about your situation from the newspapers. Although you won't think that you abducted that child, it doesn't make sense in the eyes of the law. However, the crux of the problem is not that. It's … "
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Right now, the media is speculating that a professional football coach is suspected of abducting a young girl. I've seen those photos and reports … Let me ask you a question, Mr. Tang. Have you received the summons from the court? "
Tang En shook his head on the other end of the phone. "It's only been a day. How is that possible?"
"Then, let me analyze your current situation for you, Mr. Tang."
Tang En suddenly interrupted Landy's words. "Mr. Landy, have you already started charging by the hour?"
On the other end, Landy laughed. "No, Mr. Tang. This is a free dessert to thank you for letting me see such a good show at the Football Association. Alright, let's continue with that topic. If the relationship between you and the girl is really as harmonious as you say, I think you actually have nothing to worry about. First, the people who decide whether to sue you should be the girl's parents, not her English aunt. Second, it's more troublesome to sue across borders. If they really want to sue you, they have to come to England to fight the case with you. Honestly speaking, the girl is very satisfied with her life with you, so why would her parents come all the way to England to sue you? When you returned the child to her parents, she was healthy and in a good mood. She didn't lose a single part of her body, did she? "
Tang En grunted in acknowledgment.
"I don't think any normal person would consider suing you. If you hadn't taken that girl in, who knows where they would have gone to find their own child? Remember, sir, that although what you have done may be considered as abduction in the eyes of the law. Before you receive the summons, you're not guilty. Of course, if the other party really does decide to sue you, you don't have to worry. Of course, if the other party really decides to sue you, there's no need to worry. I'll be your lawyer and defend you. Also, Mr. Tang, I have a small suggestion … "
"Hmm?"
"If the girl's family doesn't intend to sue you, perhaps you can start considering suing those media outlets that have negatively affected your reputation. Actually, I've always hated The Sun. When that time comes, I'll be very happy to be your lawyer … but it won't be free. "
Tang En laughed heartily. His bad mood from being ruined by the rumor of "suing" was instantly swept away. "That's a great idea, Lawyer Randy! Yes, I'll consider this plan. "He gently lifted the curtains and looked at the reporters who were still waiting outside the room. Then, he nodded.
He had been tormented by the pervasive media for the past few days, but he was amused by Randy's words.
After hanging up the phone, Tang En looked at the Chinchilla plushie placed at the head of the bed. Actually, he did not like this kind of fluffy toy doll, but he still left it in his bedroom. The cute Chinchilla was incompatible with the bedroom that was filled with the rich scent of male hormones.
He did not know why he did it. Maybe he just left it there and forgot to take it away … or was it because of some other reason?
Uncle Tony? Uncle Tony! Uncle Tony …
Tang En tilted his head, but he did not hear anything.
The clear and melodious call gradually faded away.
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