Chapter 19: Welcome Back (I)
Freddy. Eastwood's business was simple and it was done. With him now playing in an amateur team and a very low price, Forest only need to pay Β£100,000 to take him from Grays' Athletic. In fact, it didn't cost a penny, but with apologies to Eastwood, Don gave the money anyway. After all, because Grace Athletic was willing to take in a striker with a broken leg and let him participate in the game to ensure his condition, Don could meet such a vigorous Eastwood.
The two parties signed a transfer agreement. Eastwood has been a member of Nottingham Forest since 1 January 2004.
Donne, who had returned from Baselton, had heard at the bar that Coremore's side had lost again, and he knew that the kid was not far from getting out of class...... On Monday morning, the London Stock Exchange opened, and Nottingham Forest announced the change of shareholding through a stock market announcement. Dogotti acquired a 75% controlling stake in Nottingham Forest.
This news confirmed Donn's suspicions, and he completely understood what Evan and his financial advisor had been doing for nearly half a season.
What does it mean to have a 75% controlling stake in an English football club? It means that the controlling person can already override the board of directors of the club, and the club is completely his own. He could immediately announce his withdrawal from the stock market and turn the former joint-stock limited company into a private clubhouse. It is also possible to release the club's new policies and future development plans as you like, including renovations, expansions, new stadiums, buying and selling, and appointing senior personnel of the club without going through the board of directors...... In short, he is the emperor of this club, and no one can oppose any of his decisions.
Even if Evan says that "from next season, the price of Forest's season ticket will increase by 300 per cent, and the price of food and beverages sold in the stadium will increase by 100 per cent", it will be an irrevocable decision despite the protests of the fans.
Of course, Don believes Evan won't be stupid enough to do that...... He looked at the league standings, where Forest had fallen to the bottom four due to consecutive losses. You must know that the bottom three teams will be relegated to the second division at the end of the season, and if Forest are really relegated, regardless of Evan. It is useless how many shares Dogotti has in his hands.
If he wants to turn the Forest into a money-making machine for his personal service, he has to get good results.
Don knew it was time for him to play.
Evan! Give me a call and tell me you need me!
Don had just finished yelling in his heart when his phone rang.
"It won't be that accurate......" Donn muttered as he answered the phone.
It is indeed Evan. Doggetty called, but instead of looking for Done to return to City Stadium, he told him a surprise news.
"Tony, I just got a call saying that Collymore was beaten up in an alley outside a bar and is now being taken to the hospital. Do you know anything about this? β
"Huh?" Tang En was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I don't know. Will there be any bad effects on this? In fact, he was tempted to say, "Who beat it?" I'm going to write him a thank you note", but thinking about such a thing at a time when Evan had just taken control of the club inevitably doesn't cause some people to think badly.
"Maybe there is, maybe not." But listening to Evan's voice, he didn't seem to be too worried. "I'll call to make sure, I'm afraid you have something to do with this matter."
Tang En thought of someone, and his eyes rolled: "No, how can it have anything to do with me?" You know I've been busy with Eastwood lately. β
"Well, I'm relieved that it has nothing to do with you. Also, Tony ...... Are you ready? β
"I've been preparing for half a year, Evan."
Amid the laughter of the two, Evan hung up the phone.
Don got up and dressed, and even though it was nearly ten o'clock now, he still had to get out.
β»β»β»Sophia looked at the old quartz clock hanging on the wall with some uneasiness. The hour hand crossed ten, and the minute hand pointed to six, and it was already half past ten.
An hour ago, she asked Wood to go out shopping, and with Wood's speed comparable to that of a track and field athlete, it would only take more than half an hour to get back, but now...... She heard a sharp knock downstairs, walked quickly to the window, pulled the curtain open a crack, and surprised the person standing downstairs knocking on the door-Tony. Dawn!
What is Mr. Donn doing at such a late hour?
Sophia wanted to go down and open the door, but just after reaching the staircase, she turned back. She went back to her room, stood in front of the mirror, picked up a comb, and combed her hair again, even though her hairstyle was not messy. Then she leaned in front of the mirror and looked at it carefully, smoothing out the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and finally she re-examined herself in the mirror to make sure that she could no longer find fault in any way, and then a smile like a little girl appeared in the field, and then she ran to open the door cheerfully.
At this time, in order to wait for the woman who was surprised by Donne's sudden visit to dress up, Don had already stood in the cold wind for nearly a minute and knocked on the door three times.
Just as he was about to turn away in disappointment, the door behind him creaked open. The light in the room leaked and spilled at Donn's feet, and he looked down to see the shadow of a woman standing inside the door.
He was a little surprised: "Madame? β
"Mr. Donn, why are you here?" Sophia's breath was slightly panting, her cheeks were flushed, and her bright eyes were covered with a faint mist, I don't know if it was due to the tiredness of running quickly, or for some other reason...... "Uh, I'm looking for ...... George, is he there? In fact, when this question was asked, Don already knew the answer.
Sophia stepped out of the way, "He's out shopping, please come in, Mr. Donn, it's cold outside." β
Don hesitated, but walked in.
The tenant downstairs still hasn't returned, maybe still working outside to make a living, and now there are only himself and the woman in front of him in this house...... Donn's heart raced suddenly.
"Mr. Donn, do you still don't put anything in your black tea?" Sophia is making tea for Donne.
"Yes...... Well, don't bother, ma'am, I'm going to leave when I see George. "Don intended to stop the enthusiastic hostess, but apparently to no avail. Sophia opened the refrigerator and took out two more boxes of cookies, then she turned and shook them at Donn.
"Do you prefer creamy or chocolate?"
"You can ...... it"
So Sophia put both boxes of biscuits on the table and went to the cupboard to get the plates. Seeing Sophia happily busy, Don didn't persuade her anymore, as long as she felt happy.
Before I knew her, how many times was she so full of energy and a smile on her face?
Sophia seemed to be about to pick up the top row of plates in the cupboard, and she struggled to stand on her toes, stretching her arms out of reach. Don decides to help her.
He got up and walked behind Sophia, reaching out and touching the row of plates with ease.
"Do you want this, ma'am? Uh......" Don suddenly felt that something was wrong...... Unconsciously, unintentionally by both of them, their bodies were pressed together. Even though it was winter, they were all fully dressed...... But I still can't help but feel embarrassed.
The room fell silent suddenly, and the dim light cast a hazy shadow on the wall beside the two of them, and if Donn lowered his raised hand, it looked like he was holding Sophia in his arms.
Sophia wasn't tall, and when Don stood behind her, her hair was right under Donn's nose, and a delicate fragrance ran down the silky hair, and he couldn't help but take a greedy sip.
Don felt the body clinging to him tremble slightly, he suddenly came back to his senses, quickly took a few steps back, and explained to Sophia at a loss: "Really, I'm really sorry! I...... I didn't mean to, I'm sorry! I'm sorry......" He still has a ceramic plate in his hand, waving it up and down, and the reflected light makes him look more like an acrobat.
Sophia was amused by him. "Can you give me the plate, Mr. Donne?" She naturally stretched out her hand, but a red cloud crept out of her cheek.
Don looked at the plate in his hand embarrassedly, and then handed it over.
Sophia stood at the table and lowered her head to fill the plate with biscuits, and the long black hair that was casually coiled on her head flowed down like a waterfall, seeing this scene, Don remembered the experience just now. Does that burst of fragrance come from the supple thousands of green silks, or the bare neck?
Closing his eyes, he suddenly felt a little nostalgic for that feeling.
He could clearly feel a burning flame in front of him, and the air was filled with an intoxicating aroma that slipped through the tip of his nose when you tried to grab it.
"It's so fragrant......" he sighed softly.
When Don reopened his eyes, he found Sophia looking at him, smiling, the biscuits already set, and the cup of tea overflowing.
(To be continued)