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Godfather Of Champions Chapter 413

Chapter 413 - The Night Before A Tough Battle Part 2

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

A long, difficult wait came with rewards! In comparison to the scene before them, what were the insect bites from hiding in the grass worth? As they watched Tang En open the car door and tuck himself into the vehicle, the reporters were already beginning to make calls for the cabs they had reserved.

They did not know where Tang En and Clarice Gloria were heading to, but everyone hoped they were going to have dinner, visit a bar to indulge in drinks before going to a hotel to have inebriated sex… Then, they could take photographs of it and publish them in the newspaper, on television, and on the internet… They were eager to see what expression Tang En would have then. At that point, it would probably be useless no matter how he cursed or swore.

The paparazzi were in great anticipation, all of them eagerly tailing behind the yellow FIAT in the cabs they had called.

At the same time, in the car, Tang En’s heart started to settle down somewhat. Perhaps, he should not display too much of his true emotions in front of Gloria.

“In truth, Tony, I am quite curious. Who could make you so anxious to meet them at this hour?”

“Uh…” Tang En was at a loss about how he should answer her.

Gloria was an intelligent woman. There are two kinds of intelligent women; one liked to use their intelligence in an overbearing manner, causing others to be afraid of them; the other knew when they should be intelligent, and when they should pretend otherwise.

“I’m thinking it must be a person affected by the ‘scandal’ about us,” Gloria said with a laugh.

Tang En coughed twice, indicating a quiet assent.

“I’m truly sorry,” Gloria apologized again.

“Actually… it’s not what you’re thinking…” Tang En began saying. “But what it really is, I can’t explain clearly enough.”

It suddenly became quiet in the car. Gloria pointed at the car’s stereo system.

“Would you like to listen to music?”

Tang En shook his head. “No, thank you.”

He turned to look out the windows and suddenly noticed a few vehicles within the side mirrors. He laughed.

” Ms. Gloria.”

“Yes?”

“I think there might be some even more explosive news published tomorrow.”

Gloria took a glimpse in the rear-view mirror and nonchalantly said, “Let them be.”

“You’re always the one apologizing. I think I should apologize to you too. I’m sure this matter has brought you some trouble?” Tang En said sincerely.

Gloria laughed and unexpectedly shook her head. “I’ll hope for it to bring me some trouble, but unfortunately there’s nothing.”

“Uh, you… are you still single?”

“Are you accosting me?” Gloria asked, turning to wink at Tang En.

The two laughed.

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The car reached its destination. After Tang En got out of the car, Gloria asked, “Do you need me to wait for you?”

Tang En looked at all the people that were hidden in the darkness and shook his head.

“No need. Thank you, Ms. Gloria…”

“Call me Clarice.” Gloria winked at him. “Give my regards when you see her. If you meet with any trouble, I can explain it to her personally.”

Tang En noticed that Gloria had used “her.” He smiled.

“I will. I’ll tell her what a good person you are.”

“Goodbye, Tony. Good luck.”

“Goodbye, Clarice…”

Tang En waved his hands and saw Clarice drive off in her car. He looked towards the slab of darkness again.

Sorry to disappoint you all!

The paparazzi were indeed tremendously disappointed. They had thought that they would be able to witness a passionate night between the two. Although they did come to a hotel, they did not get off the car together and go in to get a room. Instead, they bid their goodbyes at the door and went separate paths, doing their own things!

What was this!?

However, Tang En could care less about what the paparazzi felt. He walked through the main building and directly got into the connecting low-storied building behind it. This was the venue where CD’s new product launch was being held. The parking lot outside was filled with all sorts of luxurious cars. Evidently, those who could attend the launch were not mere common folk.

So, it was more than normal for Tang En to be stopped at the doors by security.

“Ah, I need an entry ticket?”

Tang En was faced with expressionless guards.

He peered around, showing his lack of class, attempting to find a ticket booth.

“Where do they sell tickets?”

“Please show me your invitation card.”

How could he have an invitation card? It was a sudden decision for him to come to look for someone. He patted his pockets.

“I don’t have one.”

“I’m very sorry, Sir. I can’t let you in.”

“I’m just looking for someone…” Tang En tried to walk in but was stopped.

“Only people with invitation cards are allowed in.”

Tang En looked at the pitch-black doors and stretched his head out to peer around but saw nothing. He looked again at the two icy guards and knew there was little chance of barging in. He glared indignantly at the two guards and looked at the doors once more before turning swiftly to leave.

Was he giving up?

Of course not.

He skirted around the building, looking for the back doors.

He ended up finding them. Like the front, there were some cars parked outside. However, they were not as luxurious as the ones parked in the front. While he was rounding the building, Tang En understood one thing: trying to look for Shania from the front was a silly idea. That was certainly not where the models entered and left from. There must be a back door, one that led directly backstage.

Now that he had found it, it was a pity that the doors were tightly locked from the inside.

He pushed it, but it did not budge. Pulling it was also an exercise in futility. He even tried knocking the door, but there was no response.

Tang En was at the end of his rope; the front door had refused to let him in, and he could not enter from the back. However, he did not intend to give up.

The new product launch would come to an end eventually. I’ll wait here. I’ll wait until you come out!

Unfortunately, he happened to be in a windy spot. The night winds in Milan made him feel rather chilly. Tang En could only turn up his jacket collar and squat at a spot facing away from the wind.

Just as Tang En began to get a little dizzy from stooping there, a ray of light shone over him.

“Who is it?”

The glaring light from the torch shone directly into Tang En’s eyes, blinding him entirely. He could only squint heavily and use both hands to block it out. The way he looked now made him seem anything but good.

“Who are you, and what are you doing here?!”

As the other party spoke, they kept the torchlight shining directly into his eyes. He had no choice but to completely shut them to prevent himself from temporarily losing his sight.

“I said…”

Tang En abruptly remembered that he hardly understood or spoke any Italian. He shouldn’t have tried avoiding gossip by letting Gloria leave. She could speak Italian fluently! “I’m not the bad guy you think I am! I’m not a thief either! Or a pervert!”

He could only shout in English and hope the other man had at least gotten through eighth grade for English. But his hopes were dashed. The man only continued loudly berating him again and again in Italian. Both Tang En and the other man failed to understand each other.

The man decided it was just as well to dash forward and grab Tang En’s hand, but Tang En would not allow just anyone to put their hands on him. The two started to tussle. One wanted to catch the other, while the other refused to be caught. Amid all the pushing and pulling, Tang En’s jacket pocket tore. The other man even called for reinforcements.

Five tall, burly men surrounded Tang En with unfriendly faces, treating him like a thief.

Standing in the middle of them, Tang En did not panic. He opened his mouth to ask, “I say. Do any of you understand English? Chinese would work too!”

A slew of gibberish in Italian came back at him.

“F**k. The English penetration rate in Italy is not high enough!” Tang En cursed. He truly wanted to explain his identity to this group of people. “I am Nottingham Forest’s main manager. I’m a person with status! Hey, surely there’s a football fan amongst you? Football, football!” Tang En lifted his feet, intending to mimic the action of kicking a ball. Instead, the nervous guards perceived it as an attempt to attack them; all five of them sprung up and swarmed over him, pinning Tang En onto the ground.

“Dammit, Englishman! Even if we don’t understand English, don’t think we can’t understand you cursing at us. We can hear F**K as clear as day!” The Italian security said furiously, “Get a hold of yourself!”

Despite being pinned on the ground, he was still struggling, unwilling to succumb. He knew that this group of people was going to remove him. But, if he were taken away, wouldn’t it be a waste of a trip? He could not let that happen no matter what!

When the group of them were making a fuss to no end, there was a sudden creak, and a ray of light made its way into the battle, as did the laughter and chatter of some girls. However, all those sounds disappeared swiftly. The people outside looked up towards the back door while those within looked back in surprise at the several men tussling on the ground outside.

Tang En was no exception. Even though he had his head pressed down by a guard, he still tried to glance sideways at the back door. From the voices, he could tell that the models had come out. In that case, that girl should be with them too.

But the backlight obscured everything; he could not see.

The light from within the doors was blocked by the crowd, casting streaks of shadows across the ground. Even so, there was still some light passing through, lighting up the ground.

Shania, who was among the crowd, had been chatting jovially with her companions but was now stunned. She saw a familiar face. Despite it being somewhat dirty after the scrape with the ground, at the wrong angle, and with weak lighting, she could still recognize it.

“Uncle… Tony?”

Without letting down their guard, the guards who had been putting their all into holding Tang En down suddenly felt the body beneath their hands relax. Like a balloon that had deflated, the “thief” who had been continually struggling stopped fighting against them.

Tang En’s heart finally settled.

Godfather Of Champions

Godfather Of Champions

冠军教父
Score 8.3
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2007 Native Language: Chinese
This is a story about the pursuit of victory. — “I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!” The main character was not well-liked by people. — “⋯We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?” Parker, a reporter from laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC. But there were also people who were madly in love with him. — When Tony Twain was forced to talk about the survey conducted by during an interview, his reply was : “I am happy, because Nottingham Forest’s fans make up seven percent of England’s population.” And he did not seem to care about how the others saw him. — “What are you all trying to make me say? Admit that I am not popular, and everywhere I go will be filled with jeers and middle fingers. You all think I will be afraid? Wrong! Because I am able to bring victory to my team and its supporters. I don’t care how many people hate me and can’t wait to kill me, and I also won’t change myself to accommodate the mood of these losers. You want to improve your mood? Very simple, come and defeat me.” His love story had garnered widespread attention. — “Our reporters took these pictures at Manager Tony Twain’s doorsteps. It clearly shows that Shania entered his house at 8.34pm and she did not leave the house throughout the night at all. But Manager Tony Twain firmly denies, and insists that that was merely the newest-model inflatable doll which he had ordered. He was the number one star of the team. — “⋯ Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on⋯. Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain⋯.” He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer. — “⋯ I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted “books” (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?” An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper. He was loved and hated by the press. — “He has a special column in at least four renowned print media, and he is able to get a considerable amount of remuneration just by scolding people or writing a few hundred words of nonsense weekly. While we have to contemplate hard about our drafts for three days before our boss is pleased with it. In an article inside his special column, he scolded and called all of the media ‘son of a bitch’, announcing that he hated the media the most. But every time he publishes an article, we flock towards him like flies which had spotted butter. Why? Because the readers like to read his news and see him scold people. I dare to bet with you, and Manager Tony Twain knows clearly in his heart as well, that even though he says that he hates us, he knows that the present him cannot do without us. Similarly, we also cannot do without him. Is this ultimately considered a good or a bad thing?” Bruce Pearce, a reporter from said with a face of helplessness when talking about Tony Twain. But no matter the case, his players were his most loyal believers. — Gareth Bale, “No no, we never had any pressure when playing on our home grounds. Because the pressure is all on the manager. As long as we see him standing by the side of the field, all of us will feel that we will be able to win that match. Even the football hooligans are like meek lambs in front of him!” (After saying this, he began to laugh out loudly) The reply from George Wood, the team captain of Nottingham Forest, was the most straightforward. “We follow him because he can bring us victory.” The legendary experience of Tony Twain, the richest, most successful, most controversial manager with the most unique personality! Debuting this summer. Thank you for reading.

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