"Do you want to go down and drink something?" Tang En pointed to the elevator and said to the two people standing in front of him.

Evan looked at Allen, then shook his head: "No. At this time, it is probably all players below. It's not appropriate for us to appear. Let's go to your room, Tony."

Tang En shook the room card key in his hand, "Okay, but I have nothing to entertain you except a few bottles of mineral water." Standing in front of his room, he turned around and said to the two guests.

Evan smiled at him, while Alan had no expression on his face, standing next to Evan like his bodyguard.

When Tang En opened the door, he invited the two of them in first, and left the door at the end, and closed it casually when entering the house.

"What a wonderful game, Tony." Evan congratulated Donne first. At the Bernabeu, if Donne was either surrounded by reporters or held up by the players, then went to receive the prize. Evan Dogette never looked for a chance to approach him.

"We were sent off one person, and the victory was really thrilling." In Tang En's opinion, although the game was fierce, it was not exciting. He took out three bottles of mineral water from the small refrigerator in the room, threw it to the two, unscrewed the bottle in his hand, and poured half of the bottle in one breath.

"Just win, so much!" Evan was very happy. After 149 years of Nottingham Forest's team building, he was destined to be the most successful club chairman in history, and maybe the "greatest". "In addition, what do you plan to deal with Pepe's red card?" Evan was not in a hurry to get straight to the topic. "Do you want to appeal?"

Don En smiled at Evan, who was deliberately covering up his purpose: "Appeal? That red card is not unfair at all, it is normal for UEFA to issue any ticket. The club just accepts it. As for the others... it has nothing to do with you, Evan. You won't like to talk to those reporters in the media." He said this, which is equivalent to taking the matter to himself.

"Okay, I can guess what you are going to do..." Evan shook his head. "But I advise you not to go too far."

"I have my own sense of responsibility." Tang En drank another mouthful of cold Eyunshui.

"Your measure..." Evan smiled bitterly, but only had a bitter smile. Don Eun rarely asks the club to wipe his butt.

Actually, think about it carefully over the years. Whenever Tang En had a quarrel with the media, the club always stayed out of it and ignored it. Tang En successfully made the public focus on his temper and personality, and did not think that it had anything to do with the club. When he succeeded, he represented Nottingham Forest, and when he had a bad reputation, it had nothing to do with the Forest Team.

Tang En walked to the window and opened the glass window. Turn off the air conditioner. The night wind suddenly poured in and bulged the curtains. The wind on the eleventh floor was quite strong.

As the wind rushes in, there is also the hustle and bustle of the bustle outside. The sound of car horns on the streets below, and the fans' singing with intoxicating singing became faintly and not very real in the whistling wind.

"It's so cool." Tang En opened his arms, as if embracing this night.

"Hey, Tony. Do you have any arrangements for the holiday? I'm not saying that I'm going to Brazil to comment on the World Cup arrangements like this." Evan still didn't talk about serious matters and was rumored.

Tang En was not in a hurry. He was nonsense with him: "Be with my wife. I will go wherever she goes."

"You are such a good husband." Evan praised.

Tang En shook his head mercilessly: "I'm not good at this opportunity in a year, I don't even count as passing the exam." If it weren't for maintaining the majesty of a head coach in front of the players, he would even take Shania to his room on this night to enjoy the joy of fish and water.

The two of them talked about each other for a while. During this period, Alan Adams remained silent, sitting next to Evan like a transparent man, drinking the mineral water in his hand sipped in one gulp.

Perhaps it was because he realized that after a fierce game, Don N must be very sleepy. Evan finally got to the point: "In fact, Allen and I are here to find you this time. It's for the new contract, Tony."

Hearing him say "new contract", Allen put aside the invisible armor, took out a stack of paper from the briefcase he carried with him, and handed it to Evan Dogette.

Tang En's mouth bent - the place where he should come is always coming, no matter how much he is, he can't stop him.

"You said you didn't consider renewing the contract before the Champions League. Now I'm very happy that the Champions League has ended, and it ended with our victory. Now the club has provided you with a new contract - the complete latest one, and it was decided after the game... Allen has put in a lot of effort." Evan Dogerty knew the conflict between Donn and Allen. He said this and wanted to regain the love between these two capable players.

Don Eren didn't look at Allen and said nothing.

"The treatment has been improved a lot. If you sign on it, you will be the coach of the highest-paid club in England!" Evan Doggety said excitedly. In fact, with his personality, he would not be so generous. But he deeply realized what Tony Donn means to Nottingham Forest. As long as he can be kept, he can make money again no matter how much money he spends - has anyone heard that the champion is worried about money?

Don En extended his hand to Evan, and Evan quickly handed over the contract. He continued to describe the bright future after the contract extension to Don En: "... Next season we will move to the new stadium, and the ticket revenue will definitely increase. But Nottingham is really too small. We plan to continue to explore overseas markets. You, the Triple Crown champion, won the right time! The market has opened and the funds are abundant. At that time, anyone you want to buy will have money!"

Don Neng ignored Evan's passionate speech and glanced down at the terms of the contract. Evan did not lie to him. This contract was more generous than any previous one he had seen. If he signed it on it, his annual salary would be as high as 7.5 million pounds. Although looking at the world football world, this is not the highest salary of the coach, he has firmly taken the lead in the Premier League. Wenger's annual salary of 5 million cannot threaten him at all.

This is just an annual salary, not including those who win the championship rewards. For the godfather of the champion, winning the championship is like taking a treasure, and winning the prize is naturally easy.

But Tang En doesn't value these things. It's not that he doesn't like money, but that he has many ways to make money. The salary paid by the club is only part of it...

In addition to salary, he also has many endorsement contracts. For example, Armani, FM series games, Gillette razor, and Ray-Ban sunglasses. In addition, he also has a contract with BBC TV. He is a commentator for the English team where BBC broadcasts on the national team, and he also earns some money. In addition, his autobiography "Ten Years" was very popular, ranking in the top three in the UK bestseller ranking for five consecutive weeks. Two weeks have passed the first throne. Everyone is curious about the most unique and mysterious head coach in England. Compared with these, the royalties earned by occasionally writing column articles to several media are simply drizzling and not worth mentioning.

It can be said that he did not propose to pay for his eight-year long contract with the club once, which set a best example in the team. His supporters believe that he is the only coach in the tide of commercial football that does not value money. Some people think that his love for Nottingham Forest is unmeasurable, but in fact it is just because the annual salary of 2.7 million pounds only accounts for one-tenth of his annual income in recent years...

Tang En quickly passed these terms about his income, and he wanted to see that he had more power to guarantee that he would be written on it. He also had evidence to protect his power when he was teasing his skin.

This is also his last chance to the club.

But he was disappointed. The authority of his head coach was not written into any clause of the contract. Maybe Evan thought it was not necessary to write it, because the Premier League head coach is already the most powerful head coach in the world, although their power is now completely incomparable to more than 20 years ago. Maybe Evan didn't want to write it because he was afraid that something would happen in the future and was threatened by Don't slamming his neck. Maybe this was Alan Adams's idea. Didn't Evan say that this contract was drafted by Allen? How could he write what he was restricted on the contract?

Tang En shook his head gently and handed the contract back to Evan.

Evan didn't expect that Don Eun would return the contract to him intact. He thought that Don Eun would take out a pen to sign without hesitation after seeing the income figure.

"Uh, Tony?" Evan did not go to the contract as soon as possible. Instead, he asked in confusion.

Tang En lowered his head, as if he had made a great decision, raised his head and smiled at Evan, "I don't plan to sign this, Evan."

Evan Doggetty thought he had heard it wrong, stared at Donn with wide eyes, telling the smile on his face how much jokes were.

Tang En guessed what he thought: "Stop looking, I'm not kidding." He raised his legs and looked leisurely at the club chairman who was still shocked and unable to extricate himself. Look at the calm Alan Adams behind him. What a pitiful person...

Allen didn't mean to say anything. After Tang En said this, he stopped talking. Evan was still dazed. The room suddenly fell into a silence. But this silence was not embarrassing, because they were thinking differently and were thinking about their own affairs. The noise in the downstairs outside the window was weaker. It must be that the police officers responsible for maintaining public order were finally planning to do something.

Time passed by. Evan had recovered from his initial shock, and then he kept thinking about why Tang En refused to renew his contract with a gloomy face. Of course, he might have guessed the answer long ago. For example, it must be that Allen forced Lennon to sell Lennon a year ago, which caused them to be hostile to each other... But why did he still remember what happened a year ago? It's too scrupulous? People always have to look forward. Let the past pass. As long as we are together, what else can't win the championship? What is there for a star?

But he didn't know that what Tang En cared about was not Lennon or Messi at all, but that his authority was most directly threatened and challenged. He was a person with some mental cleanliness in this regard. As long as this happened for the first time, similar situations will only increase, more and more, and more, which will make him very upset.

If the Arab lunatics in Manchester City throw 100 million to buy George, Don Eun is not sure whether he can still keep it. Because Allen is 100% good at intervening, in the eyes of this pure businessman, 100 million can buy three midfielders with slightly worse level but still world-class midfielders. Which one is more cost-effective?

Businessmen will never understand. Football is not a number game. Some things cannot be bought for no amount of money. Manchester City has spent so much money to create a league championship? A loser who has not even won the League Cup!

Evan thought about it for a long time and observed it for a long time. He found that Alan and Tony really did not mean to reconcile. So he spoke: "I think there may be some misunderstanding between this, Tony..."

Tang En shook his head: "I'm tired, Evan. I just want to rest and spend time with my wife at home and take care of her daily life, just like a man who is a soft meal." He wanted to show off and say, "Allen and I don't meet each other. There is no need to force each other to do something different, but it turns out to be the excuse when he speaks.

"You have a holiday to take a break."

"The holiday less than a month cannot make up for my debt to Shania for eleven years." Tang En said this very seriously, without any intention of perfunctory Evan. Because he was telling the truth.

But Evan didn't believe the excuse of Don Eundi. He frowned and shook his head: "Oh please, don't do this, Tony... No coach has ever left his job for this reason when he was forty-five. Are you still young? You can achieve greater achievements! As long as we are together, you admit it? In the Premier League... no. In the world, only Nottingham Forest is the best for you to show your talents. We need you, and you need us too."

"I admit it." Tang En nodded with a smile. This is also the truth.

Here are his direct troops, fans who support him the most, and media who sing praises and play psychological warfare for him. There is also a club chairman who has no influence and ignores what he is playing... Going to other places may only meet one or two of them, but all of them are satisfied. There is only Nottingham Forest in the world, and there is no semicolon.

Alan Adams may be the only disadvantage here. But it is also the most deadly. He would not point at Alan like the jealous woman in the eight o'clock soap opera and asked Evan loudly: "If you want me, you still want him, you can choose one!"

He knew how important that kind of friendship was in Evan's heart as Evan's entrepreneurial partner and his friend for decades. Even if he was jealous, his relative would never win the ban.

"I just want to rest, so it doesn't make sense for the Forest team in the world to suit me, Evan."

Evan still thought Don Eun was going to change jobs: "Is it better to go to those big clubs than to be in Nottingham Forest?" After so many years, he had long abandoned his ideal of getting the team into the G14 ranks. This of course has a direct relationship with the disbandment of G14 by UEFA.

"I won't go to Manchester United. Evan. I won't go anywhere... Well, maybe I will go to the United States, and Shania's career is basically there. But I don't know how to coach. Does the United States have football? I don't know anything about rugby." Tang En spread his hands and pretended to be relaxed.

Evan stared at Don Eun with a smile, as if he wanted to see through him.

Tang En didn't continue talking.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, and Evan stood up from the sofa: "I hope you can think about it carefully, Tony. There is more than a month before the contract expires. This contract..." He patted the contract in his hand. "Save it for you."

This is leaving.

Tang En stood up and saw the guests off. “Don’t make any effort, Evan. Go and find my successor now. I’m quitting. I’m serious.” He said to Evan very seriously at the door.

Evan did not answer, but just went out with Allen.

He remained silent until the two of them walked into the empty elevator and saw the elevator door completely closed in front of him, then he suddenly shouted: "!How can he do this!!"

Alan continued to silence beside him, quietly listening to his old friend and boss venting his dissatisfaction like a volcano erupting.

"Who does he think he is?! Is it amazing to win three championships? He doesn't want an annual salary of 7.5 million, what else does he want!! You say, Allen!"

Evan Dogette turned around and stared at Alan Adams.

"Do you think I'm sorry for him? He was talking nonsense outside, and I'll help him wipe his butt! He asked me to be as satisfied as possible. In the eyes of the media, he has become the emperor of Nottingham Forest. Who still remembers me as the chairman of the club? But I don't care... I really don't care about these things! I just want him to continue coaching this team and continue to win the championship for us! He is not satisfied yet, he is still...!"

Evan punched the metal wall of the elevator, making a muffled sound, and the elevator seemed to be trembling.

"Well, I know what he is thinking, what shit to accompany his wife? He is just complaining that his power is not great enough. How big does he want to be? Will he directly replace me as the chairman of this club? Then no one can care about him." Evan suddenly sneered, "The media have praised him as the 'King of Nottingham Woodlands', and he really thinks he is the king... ridiculous!"

The elevator stopped, and with a tingling sound, the door slowly opened in front of their eyes. It was already on the first floor.

Evan didn't look back at his partner. The anger on his face had dissipated. He couldn't tell that he had sweared fiercely in the elevator. He said in a normal tone: "Allen, prepare a list of successors for me. I'll see this list tomorrow afternoon at the latest. Then we start looking for a coach."

Alan nodded first, then realized that he knew everything he should not show in front of Evan, so he asked, "Don't wait until June 30?"

"New coaches, new plans and new lineups, everything takes time. By that time we will be too late, compared with other competitors."
Chapter completed!