Godfather Of Champions

For a layman like Dunn, the dinner party would only be interesting if he saw it as a tavern with three religions and nine groups in a fantasy novel. So most of the time he stayed on the balcony alone to blow the air, and occasionally other people came here to talk privately. After they were surprised to find Dunn hiding in a dark corner, they hoped that Dunn’s point of interest would make room for him, so Dunn didn’t bother to move. , Leaning on the railing and staring at them, in the end, the other party finally couldn't stand the retreat, and left an empty balcony for Dunn to enjoy alone.

This evening, he had such a contest with many people here. There were strange men and women who planned to hide from others, men in suits who wanted to talk about business, and women who came out to talk about gossip behind their backs. Dunn drove them out of the balcony again and again, just like a lion king on the African savannah guarding his territory, not giving way.

Why don't you want to hang out with other people in the brightly lit hall, and take the initiative to meet those strangers? Dunn attributed this to his eccentric and weird character. but……

"It's strange, I obviously like the stadium where tens of thousands of people are shouting together, but I really hate this level of noise." He muttered while looking at the opposite hall.

When it was time to say goodbye, Giorgio Armani personally saw each guest off at the door, looking at the master of the fashion industry, but there was nothing on the air. Dunn thought he understood how this man was so successful.

"Tony, it seems that you are not having a great time." When saying goodbye, Armani had changed his name to Dunn, and their relationship was progressing so quickly. "My master did not entertain him well."

Tang En hurriedly waved his hand, "No, it's not... it's just..." He didn't know how to say, so he told Armani that he actually hated this kind of dinner? Wouldn't it not give the host face...

"Mr. Dunn is worried about the Champions League semi-finals." Mourinho is like a ghost everywhere. As long as there is a situation that can make Dunn embarrassing, he will appear immediately, and then he will make up for it.

But as soon as Mourinho appeared, Dunn's reaction became flexible. "Aha, my friend, Mr. Mourinho, I can't agree with you. What's to worry about in the semi-finals, whether I win or you lose, the result is the same anyway."

Mourinho was stunned for a moment before he understood what Dunn meant. He was a little bit boring. Turning to say goodbye to Armani, and then stretched out his hand to Dunn: "When shaking hands again, it's not in this relaxed atmosphere, Mr. Dunn."

Dunn took Mourinho's hand and smiled: "Do you mean before or after the game?"

Mourinho did not answer his boring question, and after bidding farewell to Shania politely, he turned and walked away.

As soon as Mourinho left, Armani could continue talking with Dunn.

"Xiao Qiao complained to me more than once about how bad her ‘Uncle Tony’s dress taste is." Armani looked at Dunn with a grin.

Dunn became a little uncomfortable when he looked at it. He twisted his body, "A man only needs to have two sets of clothes throughout the year, one for summer and one for winter."

Giorgio Armani is very interested in Dunn's "high-level theory", "Where did you hear it, Tony?"

"Uh, I summarized it myself."

The old man laughed loudly. "I agree with you half of this point. Men’s wardrobes don’t need to be filled with all kinds of clothes for every season like ladies, but it doesn’t mean that men wear only one suit all year round. In that case, when you go to the streets The eyes will definitely get tired of this world soon. You will only see dark suits, suits, suits... just like the weather in London. In fact, men’s clothes are very casual, as long as you can match them, whatever the boat is Fashion is a unique taste that others can’t imitate if they want to imitate it. Because everyone’s body shape and appearance are different, the same style of clothes can have very different effects on fat and thin people."

Dunn agreed with this point, "Unfortunately, I really lack the insight and taste in choosing clothes."

"It's not important, just wear what you like. Do you like bow ties, Tony?"

Tang En shook his head: "I can't wear a tie without it. Today is the first time I wear a bow tie..."

"Very good." Standing in front of him, George Armani suddenly stretched out his hand to untie Dunn's bow tie and handed it to Shania next to him. Then he untied two of the neckline of Dunn's shirt and opened the collar a little. "Let's take a break, don't have to be so restrained and serious in front of friends." Armani clapped his hands and pushed two steps away, as if admiring his company's contracted model, tilted his head and looked at Dunn again.

"Yes. Tony, your figure is well maintained. Are you interested in endorsing my product?" The 81-year-old man winked at Dun En.

Dunn was stunned.

The image spokesperson of Armani?

This job...he never thought about it—whether it was before or now, before or after crossing—he never thought about it. In his mind, Armani has always been one of the representatives of luxury fashion in the world. Which one of the endorsements of this brand is not a big singer or movie star? When is the turn to get yourself a football coach.

"Is it embarrassing, Tony?"

"Ah, no, no, no. I just feel a little surprised. I don't understand why you let me be the spokesperson, Mr. Armani."

"Because I like you so much, Tony. You have a fascinating smell in you."

What the old man said has been tuned with Wooks...Do people in the fashion world like this kind of thing? Dunn made a swing.

"You are different from my other models. You belong to the kind of uncontrollable mustang. No one can put the reins on you, and no one can tame you. You are free, very free, and you can say whatever you think. , I want to show which side I want to show. I never care about the public media’s evaluation of you. I live freely. It is in line with the brand value of Armani. You know, my clothing design only pursues one principle-simplicity, freedom, Feel free. You are a good match, Tony."

Dunn didn't expect him to get this kind of evaluation from the old man Armani. He was stunned, and then nodded: "Well, it would be nice to make more money."

Armani laughed loudly. Shania and Fasal also laughed. Shaniade's efforts finally paid off.

It's about to leave, Armani gave Dunn one last piece of advice: "Tony, you said you lack the taste and vision of choosing clothes. I will teach you a omnipotent method." He mysteriously put his mouth in Dunn's ears. , Whispered. It seems that the "secret recipe" I'm going to talk about must be kept secret.

He hastily acted respectfully to show respect.

The silver-haired George Armani was lying next to Dunn’s ears, looking across him and looking at Shania and Fasal behind him, he smiled slyly at them, and then said: "If you really don’t know how to wear What's better, it's okay to wear Armani! Haha! Hahaha!"

Dun En, who found that he had been teased, was not angry either. He accompanied the old man and laughed together: "This is really an all-purpose way."

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It was late, and they had to rush back to Nottingham overnight, because Dunn had to go to Vilford the next morning to participate in team training. Although it was late, Shania was in a high mood. She and Dunn sat in the back row and kept humming to the stereo in the car.

Dunn was a little tired. He leaned back on the back of the seat, closed his eyes and slumbered. Really a lot tonight this evening. The story behind Mourinho, George Armani, and Billy Woods and George Wood.

The IOU that was lit in the night, and Billy Woods smiling behind the fire. Having dealt with this **** agent for two years, Dunn felt that he didn't know him at all for the first time.

Was it Wood's relative...

Is it the luck or misfortune of George and his mother to have such a "relative"?

Dunn rubbed his temples like raising his hand, but found that the right hand could not play. He opened his eyes and found that Xianya, who had been humming just now, was lying beside him, with her head resting on her arm, and she fell asleep, her hands still hooked to Don's body, with a quiet smile on her face. Intent, docile as a kitten.

Looking at Shania who was sleeping so sweetly, Dunn carefully raised his right hand and gently stroked one of her hair, a refreshing fragrance filled the airborne in the small car.

This is Shania's favorite shampoo smell. Although as a model, it is indispensable for hair stylist, makeup artist, stylist and others to play with her hair, but in life Shania only recognizes one brand of shampoo, which has almost become her signature fragrance.

From the first time I saw her, when I held her to the hospital for treatment, the smell exuded from her hair, so familiar...

Don Enqing couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Fasal raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, grinned, and then lowered his head to concentrate on driving.

The music in the stereo was turned off by the considerate Fasar, the windows were closed, and the roar of the airflow disturbance caused by the car driving on the highway was not heard. The cabin was extremely quiet, and only Shania was sleeping. The sound of breathing after reading.

Very regular, very light, with a beautiful melody.

Listening to the "lullaby" in the ear, feeling the warm breath exhaling from Shania's nose, and letting the hair scent into her nose, Dunn leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes again.

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When they returned to Nottingham, it was already more than one o'clock the next morning. Dunn didn't push Shania up, but took her out gently, and after bidding farewell to Fasal, he turned and returned to his home.

From the car to Xania's bedroom on the second floor, she gently put her on the bed. Because of the difference between men and women, it is difficult to take off her evening gown, so she had to pull the quilt to cover her briefly.

After all this, Tang En was sweating and panting for breath. This was only the second time he hugged Xania. She was only thirteen years old when she hugged her for the first time. She was as thin as a dandelion, which would drift away when the wind blew.

now……

"I rely on..." Tang En panted, and sat down on the side of Shania's bed, "Sure, really grown up. Sleeping like a pig, but I'm exhausted. Huhu——"

After taking a break, Dunn's breath gradually calmed down. He turned around, knelt on his knees, lay on the bed, and looked at Shania who was sleeping soundly. The girl's beautiful face was hidden by a few strands of loose hair. Dunn hesitated, stretched out his hand to gently poke the hair away, and lay on the bed again to look at it.

Looking at Shania in front of him, Dunn suddenly thought of a fairy tale that he had read when he was a child-Sleeping Beauty.

"Sleeping Beauty, Sleeping Beauty... Who will be the Prince Charming who is riding a white horse, breaking through the thorns, and finally kissing you to rescue you?" Tang En muttered to himself.

"You must find a good man, you must be happy..." Tang En put Shania's arm out of the quilt and put it back, then got up and turned off the dim bedside lamp, and quietly left the bedroom.

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The next day, Tang En didn't let Shania be the alarm clock. He got up from the bed by himself, dressed and washed and went downstairs.

"Good morning! Uncle Tony!" Shania poked out from the kitchen and waved the shovel in her hand.

"Good morning..." Tang En felt a little bit weak when he thought of eating the Devil's Breakfast provided by Shania again.

Toto rushed out of the kitchen, still with uneaten crumbs on his mouth, and he lowered his head and rubbed it hard against Dun En's trousers.

"Don't use my pants to wipe your mouth!" Dunn wanted to kick the wild cat out with a kick, but it is estimated that he would be kicked out by Shania himself, just swinging his legs vigorously, trying to throw the cat off. Unexpectedly, Toto used his teeth and claws together, hooking Dun En's trousers, and couldn't shake it off no matter what.

Dunn was tired from kicking, looking at the mean cat who was still "wiping his mouth" on his pants, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, won't you come down? Mean cat!" He began to untie his belt and take off his pants.

Shania came out of the kitchen with breakfast, and Dunn was also right at the door of the kitchen. When he bent down and pulled his pants down and stood up again, he happened to see Shania holding the tray in a daze. Looking at the area under my shirt and above my knee...

After only a second, Dun En suddenly squatted down and pulled his pants up, and Toto was still hanging on it...

Shania saw that there was nothing good to see, she curled her lips, brought her breakfast to the table, and then said to Dunn, "Is Uncle Tony going to endorse Armani's underwear? Your place is very majestic..." She pointed to Dun Enshuang Between the legs.

Dunn realized that he was in the "morning" state now...

This face is really embarrassing, no wonder the little girl didn't move her eyes when she saw it!

Tang En who reacted quickly rushed upstairs with his pants and the cat dragged.

When he came down a few minutes later, although there was still a cat on the trouser tube, the embarrassing "morning" phenomenon was gone.

"Resolved?" Shania asked without looking up while she was eating her breakfast and looking at today's newspaper that had just been retrieved from the outside, when she heard Tang En's footsteps going downstairs.

"My brother is not obedient, I slapped him a few times, and I'm honest." Tang En sat down opposite Shania casually, and started to eat breakfast made by Shania.

"Puff—" Shania sprayed all the milk she had just drunk on the newspaper in her hand, and then she coughed. Dunn didn't understand what was wrong, she looked at her on the table stupidly and was smiling. Shania is very hard.

After a while, Shania, who was relieved, raised her head and said to Dun En seriously: "Please, Uncle Tony, can you say hello in advance before you plan to tell a joke next time."

"Ah? Ah! You didn't think about it anymore. At a young age, your thoughts are so complicated. The fashion industry is really a big dye tank, red turns yellow, black turns white..." Tang En is not as familiar with Shannia, he Shaking her head and teasing Shania, she opened the napkin and started to eat. After eating so many breakfasts of Tian Xian Niya, his stomach is completely used to...I am so glad I am not a gourmet, otherwise I would starve to death in a place like England?

"With an old man all day long, there is no way to think purely." Having been with Dun En for a long time, Xianya has also learned Dun En’s lip service, and sometimes fighting with Dun En can make Dun En. There is nothing to do. "Pity I'm still a 17-year-old teenage girl~~~~~~"

Dunn rolled his eyes, ignoring Shania who was crazy.

After breakfast, Dunn went out and knocked on Tang's door, said goodbye to Shania with him, and walked to Vilford to "work".

Shania was very happy to wave goodbye to the two at the door, and went back to the house to clean up the room until Tang En and Tang were completely out of sight.

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"Looks like a wife." Walking on the road, Tang Leng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said this sentence, making Tang En confused.

"what?"

"I said Shania. You and him, when I sent you out just now." Tang continued.

"What do you know, you are a virgin who hasn't even touched a girl's hands." Dunn retorted with disdain, he didn't believe these ghosts Tang said.

"Are you talking about yourself, this body is yours, a virgin." Another person who has been with Dun En for a long time and has learned badly...

Dunn rolled his eyes, turned his head and asked Tang: "Well, tell me honestly, Tang. Your body." He pointed to himself, "Are you a virgin before me?"

Tang hesitated and nodded.

"We are even. Then...now it's not a virgin body, so I changed it to lead." Dunn laughed very proudly.

This topic really embarrassed Tang. He frowned and interrupted Dunn’s laugh: “Don’t discuss this boring topic early in the morning. Don’t you consider considering our opponent Chelsea in the semifinals?”

Dunn was still laughing, but not laughing, but smiling. "Speaking of Chelsea, I accompanied Shania to the private dinner of Mr. Armani yesterday. Guess who I met?"

Tang responded with a straight face: "I'm not interested in guessing."

"You boring person! I met Mourinho."

The name changed the expression on Tang's face.

"He gave me the battle book in front of so many people." Actually, there are not so many people as Dunn said, only Armanija Shania and Fasar are three people, but he just likes to exaggerate this rhetoric. Technique.

"Don, I don't have to think about Chelsea at this time. I have been studying Chelsea a long, long time ago. You know, it was a long, long, long time ago. To Mourinho, I have never lost before and will never lose. "The last sentence he said was categorical, and the hippie expression that he had just quarreled with Tang disappeared on his face. (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, authors are supported, and genuine reading is supported!)

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