Chapter 67: The Secret of Woox

"Dinner..." Tang En picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining wine in the glass, "...just like a tavern in a fantasy novel, it is a good place to inquire about intelligence, make new friends, and encounter old enemies..."

"It is also possible to meet an old friend, Mr. Tang En." A voice suddenly sounded behind Tang En's back, scaring him.

He turned around suddenly and saw another familiar face looking at him with a smile.

"Billy Woods...Mr.," he gritted his teeth, "Can I classify you into the 'old enemy' category?"

George Wood's agent, Billy Wood, laughed: "You're so humorous, Mr. Donne. What else can we be if we weren't friends?"

Tang En shrugged: "Who knows."

Wux obviously didn't want to get into such boring bickering. He knew that if he and Don't fight, he would have wasted a lot of saliva and still not decide on the outcome. "I didn't expect that Mr. Don't even read fantasy novels, Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter?"

Don't answer the question, but asked Woox: "How come you are here?"

"Did you forget, Mr. Donne. Before becoming George's agent, I was an agent in the entertainment and fashion circles. I and most of the people in this circle were friends." Wux pointed to the guests in the hall, "of course, including Mr. Armani."

It's Armani's friend again. Tang En curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Mr. Armani is so cold..."

"What did you say, Mr. Donne?" Woods didn't hear clearly.

"Ah, I said Mr. Armani had good teeth and good appetite..." Tang En made a fool of himself. Then he looked at Woox standing in front of him and thought of a bad thing, "Aren't you coming to me to talk about George's salary again?"

Wux smiled, "Do I look like such an insatiable person?"

"What if I say it's like?"

"Then all you see is my appearance. Mr. Tangen~" Wuks suddenly blinked at Tangen, and this action scared Tangen torture. He felt that something was wrong with this man who was as particular about clothes as women, spoke in a strange tone, and had a bit of a clean obsession.

"But I'm here to find you, there's something wrong." Wux raised his glass and pointed at the uninhabited balcony. "Do you want to hear a clichéd story, Mr. Tangen?" After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Tangen to agree.

Tang En hesitated for a moment. He looked around and found that the balcony had two spacious doors, and it was easy to run away if it was wrong, so he followed.

After entering the balcony, it was a little further away from the noisy hall, and it was quieter. Wux walked straight to the railing to get some air, while Tang En tried to stand by the door.

Wuks turned around and saw Tang En's nervous look, and smiled again: "Are you still afraid that I will eat you. The demon Tang En, who is not afraid of heaven and earth? We stand so far, how can we communicate with each other in our hearts?"

Tang En moved forward a few steps awkwardly, and the distance between the two was finally normal.

"Okay, do you have any clichéd stories to tell me? If it has nothing to do with me, I might turn around and leave." His mouth was not soft at all.

"Ah.   It has nothing to do with you.   But..."Woox saw that Don E was indeed about to turn around and leave, and quickly stopped the suspense and said directly.   "But it has something to do with George Wood." He saw Don Edge turn back and asked with a smile, "Are you interested now, Mr. Don Edge?"

"You know I care about George."

"Of course, your feelings for him may have surpassed the feelings between coaches and players... If you want me to say it, it's more like...father and son?"

Don't comment on Woox's comment.

Wux took out a note from his pocket in his clothes and handed it to Donn.

Tang En took it and approached the door. He looked at it with the lights coming from the hall. The edges of the paper strips had already become blemished, and they looked severely worn, and they were a little old. He spread out the paper and realized that it was an IOU.

The above is someone who borrowed 240,000 yuan from Mr. Billy Woods and promised to pay it back within ten years. The person who signed the name Tang En did not know, but he was very familiar with his surname - Wood, the time is...

"1987? Is this from twenty years ago?" Donn looked up at Woods in surprise.

"This cliché story is simply: a pauper who has grown up a girl's belly borrowed a large sum of money from a distant relative and promised to pay it back within ten years. However, ten years have passed. That relative did not wait until he should pay back the money. Now another ten years have passed..." Wux spread his hands.

Done interrupted him. "That pauper is George Wood's father, and the distant and distant relative who borrowed money is you, Mr. Billy Woods? You don't look that old..."

"They are well maintained." Wux stroked his face, and this action made Tang En urge to snatch the door.

"But you know, Mr. Tang En. I am not a philanthropist who takes out a lot of money and dedicates it to society without asking for rewards." Wux took back his hand that touched his face and waved his way in the air, "If you borrow money, you will naturally have to take it back. With the capital and profit... 400,000."

"Are you a loan shark?" Tang En gritted his teeth. Logically, Woods is also considered a relative of Wood. Although he still can't figure out what kind of seniority they are, it's still a family, right? Is it a bit too much to settle accounts with the family so clearly?

"Oh, Mr. Tang, you misunderstood me. I'm adjusting this according to bank interest rates every year." Wux said proudly, "It's a pity that I can't find George's dead dad, and I can't ask his mother Miss Sophia for money - she doesn't have the money to treat her illness - look at how kind I am. Fortunately, I would like to thank you here, Mr. Tang. If you didn't let George become a professional player, how could he make a lot of money?"

Don Eun really didn't expect that there would be such a story behind Wood. As Wuks said, this is really a very vulgar story...

"Then you have approached George several times and wanted to be his agent, and it's also a good plan?" Donn remembered the extraordinary enthusiasm Woods showed to Wood before. It was indeed strange.

"If George was still the little stallion who sold coolies in a moving company, who cares about him? He became a star, and what about me... Because of his professional geography for many years, I saw another potential in him. I think since his father can't find him and his mother has no ability, then the father and son are still not bad. Yes, that's what I thought at that time. He also approached him with this idea... Wait, are you going to say that I'm despicable next?" Wux pointed to Don't open his mouth and said.

Tang En shook his head: "No, I plan to scold you for being shameless."

Wux shrugged, not caring about Tang En's evaluation of him. Then he took the IOU from Tang En's hand, and then looked at the lights shot in the door. The ink on the note was already a little blurred, and there seemed to be a ghost in the dim light.

The old man just watched it, without saying anything.

Tang En stood on the balcony for a while. He felt a little bored. He was about to turn around and leave when he heard Wux calling him from behind: "Mr. Tang En, you know, I never smoke. So... do you have a lighter?"

Donne took out his zippo lighter from his pocket and threw it to Woox.

Wux took the lighter and ignited the IOU from twenty years ago in front of Tang En. Seeing this scene, Tang En raised an eyebrow - he was a little surprised.

"Are you surprised? Mr. Tangen." Wux asked, staring at the note surrounded by flames in his hand.

"Are you going to make me praise you for suddenly having the heart of a philanthropist?"

Wux, reflected in the flames, smiled a little cunningly: "Because one day ago I just received a check of two million pounds, signed by George's Dead Dad. It's so magical. I always thought he was dead in the rough sea."

When the flames were about to burn to Woox's finger, he threw the note out, and the last piece of paper was burned to ashes in the night sky, and then blew away by the night wind. The brief light on the balcony disappeared.

"It seems that he is doing well." Tang En shrugged, with a sarcastic tone. "But why don't you come back to see his precious son?"

"Would you like him to come back and recognize his relatives?" Woods asked staring at Donn.

Tang En was confused by this sudden question, and he looked at Wux without answering.

"I think he doesn't feel ashamed to come back. After all, he abandoned the poor mother and son and ran away. If he felt that money could make up for the apology..."

Donn thought Woox would say, "He must have thought it wrong."

Unexpectedly, Woox said immediately: "That's great. I hope to receive a check of two million pounds from him every day." This time he smiled so hard that he even showed his teeth, and in the dark it seemed like the vampire Earl Douglas.

"Well, since you don't need George to work hard to make money and pay back your moldy 400,000 pounds, can we deal less in the future?" Tang En felt that this was his most concerned issue. What is George's mysterious life experience, the family power behind Woods. George's devil dad's adventure...it has nothing to do with him.

"Oh. I'm afraid this won't work as you wish, Mr. Done. Although I don't need that four hundred thousand pounds anymore. But you won't mind me fighting for better living conditions for George and his pitiful and respectable mother, right?"

Wux's words were so high-sounding that Tang En couldn't even say anything refuted.

"I don't object if you don't go crazy." At the end, he sighed helplessly.

"go Ape?"

"For example, if you open your mouth, you will earn more than 100,000 yuan a week..."

"As far as I know, Mr. Done. George had given him a goal before he became a first-line player of the Forests - a weekly salary of 120,000, right?"

Tang En was speechless. He said this to Wood himself, and he said it more than once. In the past, he just thought it was to give Wood a beautiful goal to work hard, just like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, becoming his motivation to keep moving forward. Unexpectedly, he was caught by Wood now to ask for more reasons.

"120,000... I said it, but it depends on the club's financial situation. The club is not my own. If I am as rich as Abramovich, I will give you 200,000, not to mention 120,000, I will give you 200,000." Tang En pushed the blame to the club. He also wrote a blank check, showing his generosity.

"But the team is yours, you have the final say. Oh? Isn't that the case?" Wux stepped forward and looked at Tang En. "Don't you keep your words in the team?"

"Of course I have the final say in the team, but the financial issues are under the responsibility of Allen Adams. My transfer funds and the fiscal budget for each season are coordinated by him and me. Do you know? Cooperation. Nottingham Forest Club attaches importance to the cooperation of various departments."

That being said, Tang En sometimes thought to himself that Alan is really in the way of things at some point. He would refuse to sign in on the grounds that the financial budget was insufficient. He would not be optimistic about the people he was not optimistic about, but he insisted on signing in on the grounds that the market potential is huge... Who has the final say about this team? Should Evan support him more or support himself more?

Just as Tang En muttered so much in his heart, Wux said goodbye and returned the lighter to Tang En. Then he waved his hand and walked towards the hall.

Tang En stopped him again: "I'm a little surprised, why did you tell me this?"

Wux looked back at him: "Because I don't want to tell George and his mother." Then he waved goodbye again.

Don't follow him in his eyes and sees Shania and her agent Mr. Fasar.

What surprised him was that when Wux and the two met, Fassal stopped and greeted Wux politely. Shania also stood aside with her naughty expression in an instant.

This scene made Tang En frown again. Who is this Wux...?

The three of them chatted together for a few simple words and then left. When they were about to leave, Wux pointed to the balcony. Tang En saw Shania and Fasar walking towards him.

"So you are here, Uncle Tony." As soon as you enter the empty balcony, the lively Shanniya came back.

"Are you chatting with Mr. Woox?" Fasal asked.

Tang En nodded: "I see you respect him... well, very much?"

Fasar smiled: "He used to be my boss, Mr. Tang En."

This answer surprised Tang En.

"Sinia's modeling company is under Mr. Wuks' name. I have been working under Mr. Wuks since I became an agent in this industry. But later he suddenly announced that he would give up his shares in the Industrial Land and go to become George Wood's agent. You know what's next. Mr. Tang."

After listening to Fasal's brief introduction, Tang En broke into a cold sweat. Even Xianya was a model signed by the company under his name... It seems that she and this hateful old man couldn't get entangled for a while...

"Mr. Wuks is a great man, and he is polite to everyone." Shania added next to her. "He is a real gentleman."

Tang En glanced at her, worried that what Shania saw was the appearance of the old man. “I am polite to others. I am also a gentleman.”

"'Damn bastards'...is the gentleman's mantra, Uncle Tony?"

Tang En coughed twice.

"Children, don't learn swearing!" He had to bully the small again, but the result can be imagined - for the grown-up Xianya, the effect is getting weaker and weaker.

"Seventeen years old. Not a child anymore!" Xianya retorted without showing any weakness.

Watching the two of them start to quarrel. Fasar sneaked away tactfully and left the empty balcony for them.

"I know some models. I have been to beds of countless men at the age of seventeen."

Tang En turned his head and looked at Shania. Did the little girl blush when talking about such things? Unfortunately, the night was too dark and he couldn't see clearly.

He suddenly thought of the dead ghost father who was seventeen years old and George ran from Jamaica to England. He was pregnant with George and wandered alone in a foreign land, pulling his children to grow up poor mother Sophia. He is also seventeen years old...

"Xiao Qiao." Tang En suddenly called Xianya's nickname.

"Hmm?" Shania, who was lying on the railing and looking at the night view of London, turned her head and looked at Donn.

"We must find a good man in the future..." Tang En murmured as he looked into the distance.

Shaniya didn't answer immediately. She looked at Tang Endi's side face and looked at him quietly for a while. Tang En didn't seem to know that Shaniya was looking at him, he was just looking at the distance and trance.

"Well, when I find it, I will definitely bring it to Uncle Tony. Uncle Tony is not satisfied, so I will tell him to get out immediately!" She replied with a smile, then jumped back to the hall.

Tang En had no reaction at first, but it took a while before he realized it and said ah.
Chapter completed!