Chapter 235 Thank you

"Thank…Uncle Tony?"

After seeing who was lying on the ground, Shania was stunned.

After hearing Xianya call him that, Tang En's heart that had been hanging on him finally fell to the ground. He stopped struggling, just lay on the ground and smiled with a tilted face.

"Judy, do you know him!" The female companions around were surprised. How could this sloppy man know Shania?

Shania nodded: "He is the one who gave me the chinchilla doll." Then she said to the security guards, "Please let him go, he is here to find me."

The little girl actually speaks Italian, Tang En really didn't expect. Xianya seems to have a language talent...

"Mr. Tangen!" A man's voice sounded behind the security guard. This time it came out was Shania's agent Terry; Fasar, a middle-aged man with a rough but delicate mind. Because of Shania, he also recognized Tangen.

"Why are you here?" He was a little surprised to see Tang En who was pressed to the ground by a group of security guards.

"This... is a long story..." Tang En said with his mouth tilted, "But can you let them pull me up first?"

"Hey, what are you doing? Mr. Tang En is the guest I invited."

Another person who speaks fluent Italian.

The security guards, who were already a little hesitant, did not hesitate this time and immediately pulled Don up. Someone helped him take pictures of the asshole, and kept saying "I'm sorry" in Italian. The attitudes of one after another were very different.

Tang En once again deeply realized the importance of mastering one more foreign language.

Tang En, who stood up again, still had scratches and dust on his face. He looked at Shania opposite him and smiled foolishly.

When Shania saw this face, she couldn't even get angry. But Fasar next to her said, "Let's find a place to sit and chat."

After chatting for a few simple words in Shania's apartment, Fasar said goodbye. Now only Tang En and Shania are left. Tang En held a water cup in his hand and looked at Shania opposite him, with a silly smile on his face.

Xianya was helpless with Tang En like this. She got up and went to the bathroom to take out a towel and handed it to Tang En: "Wipe your face."

Tang En obediently took the towel, wiped his face, and continued to laugh: "It feels so good to hear you call me 'Uncle Tony' again. Shaniya."

Shania curled her lips.

"Why don't you answer my phone?"

Shania pretended to be surprised: "Did you call me?" Then she took out her phone from her bag and glanced at it, "Oh, it's turned off."

Of course, Tang En knew that Shania was lying, but he didn't point it out.

"Have you been busy with work recently?" he asked.

Shania nodded and shook her head again: "It's okay."

"We haven't seen each other for almost half a year, right?"

"It's not that long. I've had a video online half a month ago."

"Oh, can video chat compare to face-to-face conversations? No matter how high the camera pixel is, is there such a clear view of a real person sitting in front of me? No matter how developed the Internet is, can you speak like this without delay?"

Shania raised her hand and surrendered: "Okay, okay, you're right. It's been a long time since we met."

Tang En laughed: "I haven't seen you for half a year, I feel like you have grown up a lot."

"You are going to treat me like an adult?"

"In my eyes... you have always been a little girl who has never grown up."

Shania pouted and stopped talking.

Children all want others to treat them as adults, and Tang En also had this mentality when he was a child. He thought he could understand Xianya’s thoughts, but... "Is it good to grow up? Xianya, do you really want to grow up?"

"I don't know." Shania shook her head. "But when she grows up, she can do what she wants. Don't worry about her father and mother always nagging in my ears; 'Judy. You want to do this''Jordanna, you want to do that'.

Very annoying..."

Just like when I was a child, I thought that when I grew up, no one would come to urge me to go to bed every night when I watched cartoons every night. I didn’t have to take the exam and I didn’t have to worry about being beaten and scolded when I got home because of poor grades. I was not afraid of parent meetings or teachers. I could do what I wanted and no one would care about, and I had the final say on what I had...

What a simple ideal.

Tang En smiled at Shania who lowered her head and felt depressed. He got up and changed into a seat and sat next to Shania. He raised his hand. He walked around Shania's head, hung in the air for a moment, and finally put it gently on Shania's shoulder.

"But sir, I have troubles too."

Shania leaned her head on Don En's shoulder and asked a question that shocked Don En: "For example, are you worried about the scandals hyped by the media?"

After saying this, Xianya could clearly feel Tang En's waist thrusting up and her body stiffening. She lowered her head and laughed secretly.

"Cough cough." Tang En coughed twice. "That was made up by the paparazzi. Miss Gronia and I had nothing to do, we were just good friends. Come to find you.

She drove me to the ground. In fact, she is a very good person. If you see her, you will definitely fall in love with her."

Shania snorted.

Tang En felt that it was not good to continue this topic. He looked at his watch and it was almost eleven o'clock. "Ah, it's so late... I should go back. There will be a game tomorrow..."

Shania took her head away from Don En's shoulder, and he pulled back his hand and carried a ticket out of his pocket, and handed it to Shania: "I think you definitely didn't buy a ticket, so I'll give you one."

"Oh tomorrow? I have a job tomorrow..." Although she said this, Shania still took the ticket.

"If you are too busy with work, it's okay if you can't go."

Tang En stood up and Shania sent him to the door.

Just as Tang En was about to turn around and leave, Shania stopped him: "Uncle Tony."

"Ah?" Tang En turned around and looked at Xianya leaning against the door.

"Thank you for coming to see me..." Xianya poked her head out and said to Tang En.

Tang En smiled: "Go back and rest, you still have to work tomorrow."

"Yeah." Xianya nodded, then Tang En watched her turn and went back to the house. Hearing her close the door, then walked towards the elevator.

This is a high-rise elevator apartment, so there is no need to worry about paparazzi guarding the corridor. At the doorstep of the house, because the security guards will not let them in, but if they are guarding outside the building, no one can take care of it.

Tang En walked out of the hall, deliberately stood at the door and stopped for a while, looking around, he knew that there must be someone hiding on both sides. But he could not have cut off contact and contact with people he was familiar with because he was afraid of being followed by paparazzi to take pictures.

If they want to take pictures, they will be photographed, and they will not be afraid of slanting shadows.

Thinking of this, Tang En sorted out his collar and walked out.

Through the window, he saw Tang En from downstairs getting into a taxi. Only then did Shania pull up the curtains again and then call the agent Terry. Fasar called: "Mr. Fasar, I'm the one who will be tomorrow... I'll push me?"

"Because you're going to watch the game?"

"Um……"

"Okay, I get it."

"Please, Mr. Fasar."

"Where is it? I'm very happy to see you two reunited. "Fasar over there laughed and hung up the phone.

Holding the phone, Shania also laughed when she remembered Tang En's mirror being pressed on the ground by a group of security guards.

The phone couldn't be reached, and I happened to see this live broadcast on TV and came here in person. Then the security guard mistakenly thought it was a thief and hooligan. He pressed it on the ground and struggled hard... Uncle Tony, it's so cute!

It was already half past eleven when Tang En returned to the hotel, and the players had already entered the house to rest, but Chris Lack was not relieved. He was still waiting at the door of his room. When he saw Tang En appear in front of him, he was a little surprised.

Not because Tang En is back, but because of the torn coat.

"You went out...drink?" Chris Lack thought for a while, and did not say "fight". Although he knew that Tang En had a bad temper, he was not the one who took the initiative to cause trouble.

"No." Tang En said with a smile.

"Then your lichen..." Chris Lack pointed to the torn sleeves.

"Oh." Tang En looked down, "Accident. It was purely an accident. But David, what are you doing here? Have the players all gone to rest?"

"I'll wait for you." Chris Lak shrugged, "They're all going to sleep."

"Very good, you go and rest too, David. Don't forget that there will be a fierce battle tomorrow."

Chris Lack looked at Tang En who was smiling and sighed in his heart, and said to himself: Do you still know there will be a fierce battle tomorrow?

"Okay, you can rest early, too."

He said this on his lips. Chris Lak did not move. He watched Tangen open the door and enter the room. He closed the door again, then turned around and left.

Tang En slept very heavily this time, for a long time, and also had a good sleep. He didn't even have a dream, and he was full of energy when he got up. His heart was no longer up and down. No matter how much the media hyped it up, he would not worry about it.

Now he can really focus all his energy on the match with Inter Milan, but I don’t know if it’s too late…

Because the game time is in the evening, all three meals are advanced. After lunch, the team rests, and then dinner is around 4 pm. After a short break, the team will wait for the car to go to the stadium for pre-match preparations.

There are only two themes for this day - rest, competition.

During dinner, Tang En appeared in front of all the players. He looked very good and spoke very loudly.

"Good morning, guys!"

A burst of laughter.

"Boss, it's already afternoon!"

Tang En also smiled: "It's great to see you in such anger. Everyone, are you ready?"

"Everything is OK!"
To be continued...