Chapter 9 Ferguson's Decision

This is not the most famous Epsom Derby in the world, nor the most luxurious Royal Ascot horse racing in the world, nor even any of the five traditional events in the UK.

Although this was a small Jockey Club, nearly 10,000 spectators came to the venue that day. This shows the influence of horse racing in British society.

Ferguson's horse did not participate in this horse racing. He came here purely to relax and relax. So he did not choose a private room, but watched the competition in the stands.

Before the race, he placed a small bet on a horse, and the amount was not high. Just as he said to Don En, "Gambling is for relaxation, money is secondary."

As a result, the horse he bet won the championship and he earned a small bonus.

"Do you like horse racing, Mr. Don?" In the lively venue, Ferguson took Don through it to cash out the prize.

"I know nothing about this." Tang En shook his head honestly.

"What a pity. I have been teaching for thirty-two years. This is a tiring job. Horse racing is my only chance to relax." Ferguson shrugged. "What do you rely on to relax yourself?"

"drink wine. "

"The wine is good, too." Ferguson nodded. "But, red wine is only."

Ferguson looked very happy after cashing out the money he won by his bet.

With his identity and status, this amount of money should be looked down upon. But he still showed Tang En his "trophy" with a blush on his face.

Although Ferguson is called a "hair dryer" in the locker room, he is cruel and ruthless in the game, as if he is a ferocious and savage Tyrannosaurus Rex. But outside the court, he is actually a passionate old man with good popularity.

He has a good popularity in the English football coaching circle. In addition to Manchester United's good grades, more of the reason is his personal charm.

When Tang En first met Ferguson at the England Coaches Association cocktail party, he was surrounded by a group of peers and listened to him. At that time, Tang En thought this was just a gesture of peers to flatter the successful ones. He was very disdainful of this.

But now he knows maybe it's more because Ferguson is a passionate person.

"Four hundred pounds, not much money. It's a horse that everyone is optimistic about. I rarely bet on unpopular horses. It's not easy to create unpopular now." Ferguson looked at Tang En and said meaningfully. "Let's go have a drink.

” He pointed to a tavern in front of him.

After entering the tavern, the two of them found a table against the corner so that their conversation could not be disturbed.

There are many people in the tavern, and they are all talking about the just-concluded Marseille. The most popular sports in the UK are horse racing, except football.

"How do you feel? Did you see a world completely different from football?" After drinking the red wine in the glass, Ferguson's excited face seemed to be slightly drunk by the wine.

Tang En looked at the people around him and nodded.

"I have a question, Mr. Tang. Why do you suddenly remember to invite me to drink?" Ferguson put down his glass and looked at Tang, who was sitting opposite him. "I remember you are not a hospitality person."

"On a whim." Tang En told a lie without changing his face.

"Then why didn't you invite Wenger? Didn't that Frenchman know you long ago? When you were still a youth team coach."

Ferguson and Wenger are in a disagreement, and everyone knows. Don Eun is worried that repeatedly mentioning this person will make Ferguson's good mood disappear, so he waved his hand: "I said it's not the time for the Premier League..."

Ferguson laughed: "I think this is a coincidence. I just rejected Nottingham Forest's offer to Van Nistruy, so you called me out for a drink... Is there no contact here?"

Since the intention has been revealed, there is no need to continue the play. Tang En shrugged helplessly: "That's right. It's related to it, and it's a lot. I really hope you can sell Van Nistruy to Nottingham Forest.

”

Ferguson looked at Don Eun with a serious look on his face, "You're so weird, Mr Don Eun. He came here to invite the opponent's head coach to drink... You may be the first person to do this. Do you know the tradition of Manchester United?"

"Of course. But I don't think we are a competitor relationship." Tang En smiled.

"Do you blush when you tell lies, Mr. Done? Whose team made Manchester United not enter the top two leagues for the second time in 18 years?" Ferguson asked at Done. It sounded like he was questioning him.

"But last season's champion was Chelsea."

"If I sell Van Nistrue to you, you might be the champion next season." Ferguson shook his head.

"I insist that Nottingham Forest is gradually becoming a strong contender that threatens Manchester United, and the Red Devils are not in the tradition of selling players to their main competitors."

To be able to get recognition and praise from his opponent, it should have been a good thing for Don En. But at this time he wished Ferguson looked down on him.

"That's just maybe..." Tang En felt that the old man was really unexpectedly stubborn. He had no reason to convince the person in front of him to nod to Fanny's transfer.

Besides, he doesn't want to make himself look too weak in front of his opponent.

If it really doesn't work, he can only give up Van Nistruy and pursue other strikers.

Berbatov was signed first by Tottenham. At that time, Don En was still depressed in the loss to Barcelona in the Champions League final and had no time to pay attention to the transfer market.

Before the Anelka issue, Donn believed that the Forests' forward strength was enough and there was no need to add any new players. But now, in order to restrain Anelka and to let him understand his situation, he decided to take action in the transfer market.

Van Nistruy is the most suitable candidate. It’s a pity to give up for nothing…

But what are the solutions now?

Tang En drank the wine in the glass one by one, but was thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

It was not until he was woken up by Ferguson that he found himself pouring his empty cup into his mouth...

"Are you worried?" Ferguson asked knowingly.

Tang En was a little embarrassed. I thought it wasn't it because of you!

Seeing Don Eun's expression, Ferguson smiled, and he did not hide his joy. "Can you tell me that you have any other forward candidates besides the Dutch?"

Tang En shook his head: "No at present."

"Ahhh, so I've managed to interfere with the pre-season preparations of my major competitors?"

"You can say the same." Tang En shrugged. He had given up persuading Ferguson and planned. This stubborn old man was not something he could easily tell. Even if he really invited him out for a drink.

"Okay. I gave up." He raised his hands. "I admit that we are your main competitors, strong enemies. It is very likely that it will threaten Manchester United's dominance in the Premier League. Not only that.

I think Forests will also threaten the status of the Premier League teams in the European arena. My goal next season is still the Champions League. I understand that you want to maintain your dominance, and I understand it very much.

But...even if we are opponents on the court, it's nothing to drink together off the court, right?"

"Of course." Ferguson nodded.

Done poured himself wine. He raised it up: "So today I won't talk about Manchester United and Nottingham Forest, nor football. Tell me about the horse racing you like..."

That day, the two of them didn't talk about football anymore. It seemed that they were not the two rival head coaches in the league, but more like old friends who had not seen each other for many years. Ferguson had a great time talking, and Don Eun drank it equally.

When they were about to part, they were reluctant to part with each other and agreed to come out to drink and watch horse racing together when they had nothing to do.

But when the two of them return to their respective teams, this friendship will be thrown aside immediately. Who told them to be their own masters?

Tang was the first to meet Tang Endi people because they lived together.

"Failed?" Tang knew when he saw Tang En's frustrated expression.

"Yeah." Tang En threw himself on the sofa and pinched his temples. The smell of alcohol spread out with his movements.

"Drunk?"

"No...no drunk."

Hearing Tang En's answer, Tang curled his lips, his tongue was getting bigger and said he wasn't drunk?

"Don't...don't look at me, my tongue is big, I, my brain, my brain...is still awake!"

The genius believed that he had a clear mind.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow...Tomorrow, send a fax to Manchester United. Increase the price, increase the price to 15 million...William..." Tang En's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he could only snore.

Hearing Tang En's last words, Tang turned his head to look at Tang En who was already asleep on the sofa.

Is he still clear-headed?

He shook his head and sighed.

When he got up the next day, Tang En found himself in the bedroom. He narrowed his eyes at the bright sunshine that shot in from the window.

Another hangover...

After washing up, I finished dressing and had breakfast with Tang, and then rushed to the club to start a new day of work.

The first thing Done did was indeed to give Manchester United's club a price, with the goal being Van Nisstruy.

Tang was really surprised this time. He really thought that yesterday was just the nonsense that Tang En said when he was drunk. Unexpectedly, he remembered it completely.

Chris Lack thought Don had agreed with Ferguson yesterday, so there was no doubt.

£15 million, nottingham Forest's new offer to Manchester United, up 5 million from the first offer. Donne is determined to win van Nistruei.

"Come again?" After receiving the fax, Queroz was a little surprised. Ferguson told him what happened yesterday, and there seemed to be no agreement or tacit understanding between them.

Ferguson took the Forests' second offer and looked at it in a daze.

Didn't this Tony Don. Didn't he give up?

"Reject it?" Queroz asked.

Ferguson waved his hand. He didn't say anything, but continued to look at what was in his hand. It seemed as if he could see Tang En's true thoughts from this piece of paper.

When Manchester United bought the Dutch land, they spent 19 million pounds, setting a new record for England's transfer amount at that time.

Now five years have passed, Van Nistruy has dedicated the best and glorious years of his career to the Red Devils Manchester United, where he truly grew into a world-class scorer.

Originally, this kind of beautiful cooperative relationship could continue, but unfortunately... the relationship between the two people was broken.

However, Ferguson has seen many such things. He has been in this wealthy club for nearly twenty years. During this period, he welcomed and sent countless people, whether it was a rookie he trained himself or a strong advocate of buying stars.
To be continued...