Godfather Of Champions

Finally, Dunn recovered from that kind of trance mental state, and he found that Shania had not yet come down. He walked upstairs a little strangely and bumped into each other at the top of the stairs.

"Ah! Uncle Tony..." Shania was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Dunn.

Dunn took a look, and turned out to be changing clothes.

"Are you going out?" he asked.

Shania nodded, and then took Dunn's arm: "With you, go shopping. It's not good to be bored at home."

Dunn thinks this proposal is good. It is a pity not to use it for a day of vacation, but to stay at home.

If two people want to go out, they both need to do a little "dress up" to hide their identities. In fact, it was mainly to cover up Shania's identity. If it’s just Dun En going out shopping alone, he doesn’t need to hide anything, even if it’s recognized on the street, it’s not a big deal. At most, it’s just a few words, signing and taking photos with him.

The head coach is also a person, no matter how famous he is, he has his own life. If the paparazzi were to catch the wind for ordinary things like shopping on the street and take photos and follow the newspapers, readers would tear up all these newspapers, right?

Therefore, in the various media in England, there is basically not too much gossip about the head coach. This is related to the fact that most head coaches are mature men with families and their lives are relatively regular and low-key. "The Sun" reporters can go squatting at the mansion of a big star, looking through their trash cans to find **** tapes, but they haven’t seen these paparazzi squatting at the door of a certain head coach.

Shania is different. As the world's hottest supermodel, her every move will interest the entertainment media. The most important thing is-if these media find out that Shania, who has not yet reported any scandals, is holding hands with an old man, shopping intimately, and that old man is not her father or grandfather... ghost Know what rumors will come out.

From this perspective, it is very necessary for two people to cover up their identity. Even if it is not in the media, the paparazzi are all over London and Manchester.

Shania put on a pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses that almost covered half of her face, and a delicate hat, so that if she were not staring, she would basically not recognize who she was in front of her. Dunn wears more casual clothes, he just wears a pair of sunglasses. In this way, the two went out arm in arm.

While waiting for Randy's car at the door, Dunn glanced at and stood beside him, holding his Shania. He was thinking about himself and Shania like this. If outsiders saw it, what would they think of first?

——Is this a father and daughter pair? The relationship is so good!

Although he is only thirty-eight years old, it is reasonable to misunderstand Shannia’s father by looking at his face—Ghost shows old age.

Although Dunn doesn’t like to be seen as old, he really hopes that everyone treats the relationship between two people in this way... It’s better than being seen as taking money to buy fashionable gifts for young girls and then coaxing them to bed." "Sugar_daddy" (sugar_daddy) Okay?

Randy arrived very quickly. He drove the car to Tang En's house, waved to two people in the car, and smiled: "It's a good-loving father and daughter!"

Dunn smiled very relievedly. Randy didn't say he was "Sugar Daddy". But Shania's next reaction caused him a headache.

Shania said happily, "Okay, okay! I'll call you Dad today, Uncle Tony! I'm still having a headache for a while and how do I call you outside? It's solved now! Thank you, Randy!"

Dunn grinned, with an embarrassed expression. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Shania opened the car door, then pointed inside and said to Dunn, "Let's get in the car, Dad!"

Tang En glared at her and got into the car helplessly. Shania followed in, and after closing the door, she asked again, "Where shall we go to play, Dad?"

The driver Randy, who saw Dunn's embarrassed expression in the rearview mirror, laughed happily.

"Sania...it's not a public place yet..." Dunn coughed.

"This is a warm-up! I'm afraid that I won't be able to enter the state for a while and show my feet!" Shania replied with confidence.

Dunn bulged his eyes and raised his right hand: "Be naughty again, Dad spanked!"

"Wow-Dad is fierce! You acquiesced!" Xianya exaggerated first, then she pointed to Dunn with a smug smile. "Dad, I want new clothes! Dad, I want new toys! Dad, I want pocket money! OK, Dad... Dad!" She took Dunn's hand and coquettishly.

Randy smiled so much that he couldn't get up on the steering wheel.

Dunn didn't dare to get angry at Shania, so he said gruffly to Randy: "Drive your car, Randy! Hold the steering wheel!"

Shania succeeded in her conspiracy and leaned on Dun En's shoulder proudly.

Randy glanced in the rearview mirror. No matter how you look at it, they look like a pair of well-loved father and daughter... But, it's a pity that it's a father and daughter...

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When the weather was dim, Dunn and Shania returned home with large and small piles of things.

On the street, Shania can be regarded as the ultimate in acting skills. She played a very good role as a daughter who likes to act like a baby to her father. She will not leave when she sees what she likes. She insists on her "Papa Dunn" "Buy it for her. Fortunately, all she likes are small toys, not too expensive.

There are often dull salespersons nearby smiling and complimenting Dun En who is paying by credit card: "Your daughter is so beautiful, sir!" Or say to Shania: "Your father is so kind to you, miss!"

Annoying Dunn rolled her eyes vigorously, while Shania buried her face in the plush doll and chuckled.

When he got home, Dunn spread the things in his arms on the table and fell on the sofa, too tired to get up.

"It's tiring to go shopping with a woman!"

Shania curled her lips: "It's a man who says so, father, you are so vulgar! Ah..."

Just finished speaking, she suddenly realized that it was no longer an outside public place, and she didn't need to call it that again.

Dunn turned to look at her helplessly, while she stuck her tongue out, and laughed happily: "I called Shunzui for a day... I didn't mean it, Dad... Uncle Tony!" She saw Dunn lifted up. Slap, immediately changed his mouth.

"I'm going to be angry, Shania!" Tang En grinned grimly.

Shania didn't give him a chance, she made a face and ran upstairs holding a bunch of toy dolls.

Dunn was so tired that he lay down again, and he suddenly felt that his waist was slapped. I got up again and touched it, and found that it was my cell phone.

Since the button was touched just now, the screen lit up, and he was surprised to find that there was a text message.

No matter it was before or after crossing, Dunn didn't like texting with others-he felt that typing on the phone keyboard with one finger was too slow. If he calls everything directly, people who are familiar with him also call to find things, and very few people send him text messages—unless they can’t get through, no one answers them. Only Shania is an exception. When she is bored on the catwalk, she will text Dun En to chat, and only then will Dun En patiently reply with text messages.

He opened his inbox and found that the text message came from an unfamiliar number.

"Goodbye, Mr. Dunn. I hope we will have a chance to fight again in the future."

There was no head and tail, and Dunn was confused. The text message was three hours ago. At that time, he and Shania were shopping spree on the street, playing a "daddy who loves my daughter".

He stared at the string of numbers for a long time, without remembering whose phone number it was. He wanted to call to verify, but saw that the person's text message did not even have a signature to introduce his identity, and he didn't bother to take care of his business. Anyway, no matter who it is, whatever it is, just let him go.

He curled his mouth and put his finger on the "Delete SMS" button.

But he thought about it again, and finally moved away.

"Sania, are you hungry?" Dunn raised his head and shouted upstairs.

"A bit!" Shania replied loudly.

"You wait, I'll cook delicious Chinese food for you today!" Tang En finished speaking and got up to go to the kitchen.

After a while, Shania also changed her clothes and came down to help. By the way, she followed Dun En to learn how to cook Chinese food.

The two of them were busy in the kitchen, and they were very happy.

Dunn also forgot the weird text message in laughter.

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The next day, Dunn got up early. Today, he is about to resume work, and Tang is not around, there are more things for him to be busy.

At the dining table, he picked up a newspaper next to him and habitually turned to the sports section.

"Hey, Uncle Tony!" Shania frowned and exclaimed dissatisfiedly when she found him reading the newspaper while eating again.

This time, Dunn didn't listen to her, and obediently put down the newspaper. It seemed to be possessed by a demon, holding the newspaper and freezing.

"Uncle Tony, Uncle Tony..." Shania snatched the newspaper from Dunn's hands. Dunn didn't blame her. She was surprised when she saw Dunn took out her mobile phone.

She glanced at the newspaper that had enchanted Dunn, and the large headline on it was very eye-catching:

"Goodbye, Jose-Mourinho leaves Chelsea"

The following subtitle is:

Abramovich: This is a friendly breakup.

Of course she knew who Mourinho and Abramovich were, and she also understood why Uncle Tony behaved like that.

Dunn turned out the text message he received yesterday, and he dialed it back according to this number.

When Mourinho's voice rang on the other end of the phone, Dunn was stunned, not knowing what to say. He made the call on an impulse, and didn't expect to say anything if he got through.

"Hello? Mr. Dunn, if you call to wake me early in the morning just to waste your phone bill, then I don't mind leaving the phone on and going to sleep."

"Ah, ah..." Dunn returned to normal after hearing Mourinho's sarcasm. "Hmm... Damn it, I saw the news and I suddenly wanted to call you, but I don't know what to say... How did you know my phone number, yesterday?"

"Ruo Re gave it to me." Ruo Re's full name is "Ruo Re Mendes", who is Pepe and Rafinha's agent, and Dunn is also an "old acquaintance".

"Oh..." Dun En's tone revealed the meaning of "so it is," but he hasn't thought about what to say next.

Or Mourinho helped him: "Is the news of my resignation so amazing? Even Mr. Dunn, who has always been quick-minded and sharp-toothed, doesn't know what to say?"

Speaking of this, Dunn's brain is a little more sober: "No, I knew early on that you would leave Chelsea."

Mourinho was very interested in what he said: "Oh? Since when?"

"The day you became Chelsea coach began."

Mourinho laughed in a low voice.

"I'm not telling a joke. You and Abramović have different personalities. One of you will leave sooner or later. The possibility of the club chairman leaving is much lower than that of the head coach, so he must leave. It's you."

Mourinho listened to Dunn's analysis with interest, and then asked: "You...can be regarded as a tough person, why are you still doing a good job as the head coach of Nottingham Forest?"

"My boss is smarter than your boss. He knows when to give in. He knows to delegate power to his men. He knows to sacrifice his personality to satisfy others..."

Mourinho on the other end of the phone hummed, "Yes, what you said is correct." He seemed to be nodding, and he spoke and spoke.

After another brief silence, Dunn asked, "Can I ask you what you plan to do next, Mr. Mourinho?"

"I have an agreement with Chelsea that I will not coach any Premier League team in the next year, so that I can get more'break-up fees'. And I also want to take a good rest for a while..." It may be the first time for Mourinho and for Dunn without a tense atmosphere, and no communication with the smell of burning medicine.

This feeling was fresh and wonderful, so Dunn even forgot to eat breakfast. Shania did not urge, she just waited quietly beside her.

"Then can I buy you a drink?" Dunn mentioned the old things again.

Mourinho felt strange: "Why are you so obsessed with inviting me to drink, Mr. Dunn?"

"Uh, um... one of the reasons I am a coach: to take advantage of my position and have a drink with all the famous coaches in the world after the game."

Hearing Dunn's strange reason, Mourinho laughed: "Only England has this weird tradition-a glass of wine after the game, Mr. Dunn. But I still want to refuse you."

"Why?" Dunn asked.

"Because we are still enemies. I did not say to give up football and retire from now on. You are still coaching Nottingham Forest, and it seems that this team will not be relegated in the next few years, and will often appear in top European competitions... …So, Mr. Dunn, we will always have the opportunity to fight again. As long as this is possible, you will still be my enemy. I never talk to the enemy."

"Okay." Dunn gave up the idea. "Are you going back to Portugal?"

"Yes, go home and rest."

"Aren't you going back to England?"

"No, I didn't sell the house in London. The agreement just says that the Premier League team can no longer be coached within a year, but it doesn't say that after one year, it can't be. The future...who can say it clearly?"

"Ok, then I wish you good luck."

"I wish you luck too, Mr. Dunn."

After hanging up the phone, Dunn looked at Shania, who was also looking at him.

"You don't look very happy, Uncle Tony?" Shania tilted her head and looked at Dunn and said.

"Why do you say that?" Dunn did not deny, but just asked.

"I don't know, but there is a feeling-you are not happy."

Dunn smiled: "I should be happy."

"why?"

"Because I am missing a very powerful enemy." Dunn pointed to the newspaper on one side, "But my real thoughts are:'God, I am missing an interesting opponent!' When I think of this, I can't be happy. You’re right, Shania, I’m not happy. I feel a little empty inside, as if...as if losing a very important friend..."

Having said this, Dunn himself laughed again, which was a self-deprecating laugh.

"Have you ever heard something like this, Shania? "In fact, the person who knows you best and cares about you the most is your worst enemy." Look at what these newspapers say..." He picked up the newspaper and pointed Looking at the picture of Mourinho waving his hand above, there is a line of small print below, he said: "Goodbye, Jose. Without you, the Premier League will feel lonely."

"I agree with The Sun for the first time, and I also feel a little lonely."

Shania looked at Dun En, who was staring at the newspaper talking, and said nothing.

※※※

When Dunn came to the entrance of the Vilford training base, he found that many reporters had gathered here. He was a little surprised. It stands to reason that the center of the world's media at this time should not be London Stamford Bridge? Mourinho, a madman coach, dismissed get out of class, which can be regarded as a sensational news in the world.

"Why are you still here?" Dunn looked at the reporters and said, "Aren't you going to London? Important things are happening there."

Someone among the reporters stood up: "So you know, Mr. Tang En."

"Thanks to you reporters, I knew it when I had breakfast." In fact, he knew it yesterday afternoon...

The reporter continued: "According to a close friend of Abramovich, the Russians appreciate your coaching results and hope you go to Stamford Bridge. We are here to verify..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dunn's laughter. Dunn smiled very happily, really very happy, definitely not pretending.

"Thank you for letting me listen to the funniest joke today, thank you, Mr. Reporter." Dun En said to a group of confused reporters after laughing.

"No, this is not a joke, this is true, I have reliable inside information..." The reporter felt that his integrity was insulted, and he seriously emphasized the authenticity of his source.

Now that he is serious, Dunn has a straight face.

"Well, if what you said is true, you do have a close associate of Abramovich as an insider, and he told you that Abramovich is interested in me, so please ask that close associate and Abramovich Mr. Qi wrote back himself."

A group of reporters raised their ears and turned on their mobile phones and voice recorders, preparing to record Dunn's response to this rumor. The reporter of the TV station extended the microphone to Dunn, and the camera lens was naturally facing the man.

"Dear Mr. Roman Abramovich..." Dunn cleared his throat and said to the TV camera.

"FUCK_YOU." (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, author support, and genuine reading!)

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