"Hi!" Just listening to the sound, Woox seemed to be in a good mood.

"Billy; Mr. Woods." Don't feel so good, especially after hearing such a vibrant voice, he was in a better mood.

"Oh, it turns out it's Tony; Mr. Tang. Is there anything you need to ask me for?"

Done seemed to hear other voices coming, and he listened, and asked, "Well, Mr. Woox is not in England now, right?"

"That's right, I'm in Spain... to be precise, it's on the beach in Barcelona, ​​Spain. It's already raining in the UK at this time. I hate that kind of weather."

Done coughed and decided to get to the point. "Mr. Woox, I read the newspaper and you were recently interviewed by The Sun?"

"Yes, phone interview."

"That's right, I hope to know what you think, Mr. Woox." Tang said coldly.

"It seems you want me to explain the interview. I didn't lie. After your match with Real Madrid, I accidentally met the chairman of Real Madrid Perez; Mr. Florentino."

Tang En sneered in his heart, and that "accidental" is about to be quoted.

"He was very interested in George. Everyone was criticizing Real Madrid for lack of excellent defensive midfielders. After knowing George's success in England, he expressed this idea to me: he wanted to know if George wanted to join Real Madrid.

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Tang En didn't interrupt, just listened quietly to this "story".

"I didn't answer him yes or no, I just told him I would convey this meaning. It's that simple."

Wood has been a little silent in training recently. Don En suddenly wondered if it would be related to this? If what Wood said is true... How many people would not come if Real Madrid wanted? He was afraid that Wood would suddenly regret it because of the random thoughts of the substitution.

Shouldn't it be better to talk to Wood in time? Many misunderstandings are caused by poor communication...

"So did you convey to him what Florentino meant?"

"not yet. "

When Tang En heard this, he didn't know what to say. Is there anyone who is an agent like this?

He rolled his eyes: "So are you going to tell him?"

"Well...of course. But I know what you mean, Mr. Done. You're worried that George will leave the Forest, right?"

Tang En snorted without answering.

Wux on the other end of the phone laughed: "Mr. Done, if you want to know if Wood will leave the Forest Team, why don't you call him directly? Do you need me to tell you his cell phone number?"

"Thank you. No, I know it myself!"

Tang En hung up the phone bluntly. Yes, why did he call this annoying agent first? Didn’t he talk to Wood directly in the past? Why has he become a habit to find an agent first now?

Shaking his head, Donn dialed Wood's cell phone.

When he went home to have dinner with his mother at noon, Wood received a call from Tang En. He looked at his mother sitting opposite him, then got up and walked out of the restaurant.

"George! How are you doing lately?" Tang En opened his mouth and said nonsense. He just met in the morning...

"Is there anything wrong, boss?"

Donn felt that Wood's tone was very cold. He had a bad premonition.

"Ah, that's it... Well, I heard that there are rumors outside that Real Madrid is interested in you, has agent Woox told you?"

"No, he didn't."

It seems that Woox didn't lie. Don thought.

"Well, I mean if, if...I said if Real Madrid really is interesting to you, do you want to go?"

Wood was silent for a while. "Is it the Real Madrid where we just won?"

"Yes, yes. It's that Real Madrid. Do you want to go?"

Wood looked at his mother who was dining in the restaurant, then shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

Tang En should have been happy, but his eyes rolled, "Is it because of your mother?"

Wood defaulted.

"So put aside your mom's factor, do you want to go?"

This time the answer was the same as last time: "No, I don't want to go."

"Oh, can you tell me why?"

"No, no interest."

Is this kid not yet "awareness" as a professional player?

But Tang En's heart fell to the ground.

He planned to explain the substitution to Wood. Who knows if he had any thoughts on him? Communication is the most important thing.

"Well, George, there's one more thing... You were replaced in the match against Real Madrid... Oh, by the way, what do you think of Zidane?"

Wood frowned. He was unwilling to recall the night of failure. But the scenes of that game in the past few days always unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes and mind. It was lingering.

Although the Forests finally won that game, for Wood himself, he failed.

"...He is very awesome."

"He is the best player of the 50th year selected by UEFA, surpassing many seniors in history. It is natural to be powerful. Do you want to beat him?"

"I think." This time I didn't hesitate.

"But to be honest, you are unlikely to win him now."

Wood's reaction to this sentence was silent. Don't know if Wood was dissatisfied with this sentence, but he must say that for Wood's future growth, he must say.

"Do you feel no motivation sometimes? Have you ever longed for anything except mom? The media are dissatisfied with your failure to be selected for Erikson's national team, but you don't care about these things.

You train every week... Have you ever pursued football?"

Wood continued to remain silent, he didn't know what to say.

"Champion? Victory? Glory? Don't many people play football for this? If you can't answer it, it doesn't matter. If you are not sure what you want, you might as well ask me to find one for you first - with Zidane as the goal and work harder."

"It's okay to defeat him, or one day surpass him, you can do whatever you want. Well, that's it, what do you think?"

Wood thought for a while and said, "It's not bad."

Wood, who returned to the restaurant for dinner, was greeted by his mother's inquiring eyes.

"The agent called." Wood said. "He said that Real Madrid Club was interested in me and asked me if I would go."

"Real Madrid? Is that team you just won in Spain?"

Wood nodded.

"What to go means transfer to Spain?"

Wood nodded again.

Sophia thought for a while and asked, "Did you agree?"

This time, Wood shook his head. “No.”

"Is it because of me, George?"

Looking at his mother's gentle smile, Wood continued to shake his head: "No, mom. I like the team now, I want to stay here."

The next day, a column article from Don Endiance appeared in the Nottingham Evening Post, where he denounced the media that spread rumors that Wood was leaving and reiterated:
Chapter completed!