Chapter 13: The Annunciation
"Cheers!" Raiola raised her glass and said to Tang Wu across the table.
"Oh! I remembered that Mr. Tang Wu is not a drinker! The round nose slapped the door of his head, and he threw the champagne from the glass to himself.
Tang Wu raised the cup of lemonade to the air and took a sip.
'The icing on the cake, Chelsea's last takeover'
London newspapers have reported on Tang Wu's contract renewal with Chelsea, which has made many children in London look forward to it - if you want to see the magician brother, just go to Chelsea!
The media are praising Tang Wu's youth and promisingness, and some people even call Tang Wu the Van der Sar of Asia based on his figure.
But Tang Wu appeared beautiful, but in fact, he gave away the portrait rights of his hands for four years in the contract!
For four years, all the advertising revenue from Tang Wu's hands went to Chelsea. And Tang Wu bothered to shoot an advertisement, but he couldn't even get a penny!
This is the price behind Tang Wu's brilliance!
Abu is a businessman, and although football is just a game for him, he doesn't want to lose money by playing, does he?
Regardless, for Tang Wu, staying at Chelsea was undoubtedly a huge success.
With an annual salary of Β£25W and Chelsea's No. 3 goalkeeper, it is already incredible that such a treatment appears in a Chinese who is less than 20 years old.
Raiola did it, and did it beautifully!
Chelsea's number one goalkeeper is still Cudicini, and the Italian goalkeeper is not so secure in the mind of owner Abou due to Raiola's 'bluff'. But compared with other goalkeepers in the team, it is the highest comprehensive level.
This is beautiful in the next season, although Chelsea still use Cudicini, but Cudicini's position is not secure, and other goalkeepers have a lot of "room for promotion".
For this reason, Raiola even secretly stirred up the transfer of Chievo goalkeeper Ambrosio, so that Tang Wu would have less competitive pressure at Chelsea.
In the new season, Chelsea's number one goalkeeper is Cudicini, and the second goalkeeper is Neil, who previously played for Tottenham Hotspur. Sullivan. And the 36-year-old Dutch goalkeeper Ed. De Juy has already left in the summer transfer window after six years at Chelsea.
In this way, Tang Wu, along with his magical left hand, naturally became Chelsea's No. 3 goalkeeper.
Of course, in order to prevent the embarrassment of last season's game against Liverpool, Chelsea also bought a backup goalkeeper from PSV Eindhoven, Makaba. Macalaby as the number four goalkeeper. The little-known substitute goalkeeper will probably be worse than Tang Wu last season.
Everything was logical, and when Raiola said goodbye, he drunkenly said to Tang Wu: "Don, do you know? You're the first goalkeeper I've taken a fancy to. β
"Why?" Tang Wu didn't drink, and naturally he wasn't drunk.
"Because you were born to be a goalkeeper!" Raiola said proudly, "I've never looked away from Leno in all these years!" β
"That's it?" Tang Wu raised his left hand, which was different from ordinary people.
βNONONOοΌβ Roundnose shook his head, "It's not the point, but it's what made me notice you!" β
"What's the key?" Tang Wu continued to ask.
"The point is that you're hardworking and smarter than the other players! Although I have never been to China, I think Chinese is the only way to develop so quickly with such quality. And don't forget, you've only been a goalkeeper for more than two years, and most people can't reach your current level! β
"Thank you for the compliment!" Tang Wu thanked him.
"Come on! Train well! I won't bother! Raiola patted Tang Wu on the shoulder, "I'm going back to the Netherlands in a few days, and if I don't look at him on Zlatan's side, he may get some bad habits again." Fack, Bosnich reminded me that I can't let the greatest striker in the world get this kind of thing! I'm leaving, no need to send it, what's the matter to call me! β
After saying that, Raiolabi made a phone call gesture and stumbled out of Tang Wu's apartment.
Reminded by Raiola, Tang Wu took out the Nokia in his pocket and looked at the time.
"It should be past six o'clock in the evening!" After Tang Wu muttered, he found a familiar number and pressed the dial button.
"Drop... Drip... Drop..."
"Hey, hello, who are you looking for?" A familiar voice rang over the phone.
"Mom, it's me." Hearing Tian Jing's voice, Tang Wu choked up a little.
"Xiao Wu?!" Tian Jing's voice was suddenly full of surprise, "Xiao Wu, how are you?" Is it okay over there? β
"Mom, I'm fine here." Tang Wu paused and said, "I finally got a professional contract from Chelsea, four years, they signed me for four years!" β
"Really? That's great! Xiao Wu, when are you coming back? Tian Jing didn't know Chelsea at all, but it didn't affect her pride in Tang Wu at all.
"Mom, I can't go back for the time being, let's see the situation during the New Year, but it's not necessarily, after all, I just joined the team, and I can't fall behind in training!"
"Okay, good, training matters!" Hearing Tang Wu say this, although Tian Jing was a little lost, she immediately said, "You have to pay attention to your body over there." The goalkeeper is more dangerous than the striker, you have to be aware at all times, safety comes first in any situation, you know? β
"yes, I know." Tang Wu kept nodding his head in agreement.
Tang Wu is the second child, and when Tian Jing gave birth to Tang Wu, the country had already begun family planning.
Although the Tang family had a little money because of the building materials business, in the general environment, Tang Wu was sent to a relative's house in the countryside for foster care since he was a child.
When Tang Wu was seven or eight years old and was about to enter elementary school, Tang Wu was sent to the Netherlands by Tang's father to study. It was at this time that Tang Wu fell in love with football.
Spending money, trying out, and "succeeding in the exam", Tang Wu successfully took root in the Ajax academy with a ball quotient that surpassed that of children of the same age.
In this way, Tang Wu has been growing up abroad. But because of the reason of playing football, I can only go home to see it during the Chinese New Year.
After listening to Tian Jing chattering about food and clothing for a long time, Tian Jing suddenly asked, "Xiao Wu, are you in a good position?" Is there a girl over there? β
The girl you have your eye on?
Tang Wugang wanted to open his mouth to say no, but two charming pear vortices suddenly appeared in his head, and the face that could even melt ice and snow when he smiled.
"Uh..."
Tang Wu didn't move for a long time, Tian Jing thought that Tang Wu didn't want to talk about this topic, so he covered the earpiece, turned around and shouted: "Old Tang, the call from Xiao Wu, do you say a few words to your son?" β
"No need, you can just tell him what you have to say!" Tang's father's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Xiao Wu, your dad told you to pay attention to your body." Tian Jing said apologetically.
"Well, you also let him pay attention to his body." Tang Wu naturally heard his father's voice on the other end of the phone, but he didn't break it.
For his father, Tang Wu still respects him very much.
Although he had not met several times since he was a child, Tang Wu still vaguely remembers what Tang's father said to him when he left the Netherlands when he was 7 years old: "Xiao Wu, no matter where you are, you must remember that you are Chinese!" What you have in your body is the blood of the Chinese nation, you know? β
After hanging up the phone, Tang Jianguo immediately asked, "What did Xiao Wu say over there?" β
Tian Jing glanced at her husband, "You want to know why don't you ask yourself?" β
"Anyway, he told you, and if you don't say no, it's the same as telling me?" Tang Jianguo tried hard to say with a straight face.
Seeing her husband's virtue of saving face, Tian Jing slapped the other party on the shoulder: "He said that he signed a contract with Chelsea for four years!" Two hundred and fifty thousand pounds a year! β
"Two hundred and fifty thousand? Pound sterling? Boy! In a few years, he will earn more than his old son! Tang Jianguo slapped his thigh and shook his head in praise.
"Humph! I don't know who was not allowed to kick it alive or dead! Tian Jing retorted, looked at the mobile phone that rang again, and pressed the answer button.
'I'll have to keep an eye on Chelsea next season, with my son in the mix, maybe I can win the championship!' Looking at Tian Jing, who had just put down the phone, Tang Jianguo asked casually, "Who is it this time?" β
"Your son!" Tian Jing snorted coldly.
"Tang Wen?" The couple's tacit understanding is very high.
"Yes, he said he would work overtime at night and not come back for dinner!"
"This stinky boy!" Tang Jianguo also complained, "Overtime is still addicted? What kind of ecstasy soup did the guy surnamed Ma pour into him? β
"How do I know?" Tian Jing was also not angry, "After graduating from college, it's not the job you spent money on?" How about now? A tired and tired month to make thousands of dollars? β
"I don't know he's obsessed with that Yellow Pages!" Tang Jianguo also regretted it.
"Also, he said that his company's funds are going to be insufficient, and he wants you to give him 50,000 yuan." Tian Jing put on her apron and walked into the kitchen.
"Alas, what kind of iniquity have I done! One is playing football outside without doing his job, and the other is a top student, but he is a nerd, alas, the family is unfortunate! Tang Jianguo shook his head and walked out of the door with his car keys and bank card.
"Go and come back quickly, dinner is about to be ready!"
"Got it!"