Chapter 153 Volume 2 The Sky of Nottingham The Future of 3.6 Million (Part 1)

The forest team, which was lucky to win the game, rose by one place, from fifteen to fourteen, and Reading, which lost, dropped from tenth to eleventh.

But the biggest gain of this game is the rapid rise of George Wood. For Twain, I no longer have to worry about whether the two defensive midfielders are enough. Now he has three defensive midfielders: Branya Gunnarsson, Eugen Pope and George Wood. Fully able to cope with the competition in the next few months.

Because this is just a very ordinary English League One, and its influence is far less than that of the English Premier League, Wood did not succeed nationwide, but he has now become the new darling of the city stadium. In Nottingham he already had a reputation.

Of course, if his 60-meter shot ends up flying directly into the goal... the situation will be different again. Twain can guarantee that Wood will become famous overnight in the whole of England, and they will definitely take him to compete with David. Compared with Beckham - the now red and purple Beckham made everyone remember his name with his long-range lob and his smile as bright as the afternoon sun.

It is not necessarily good to become famous too early. At the very least, Tang En will start to worry that there will be many teams scrambling to come to the club to ask the price. Maybe they will do to Wood what the Forest team is doing to Ashley Young.

The top priority is to give Wood a new contract, and the contract must express enough sincerity.

Tang En planned to talk to Evan about Wood, he believed that Evan must have seen Wood's performance in the box that day. The head coach can completely decide on the contract, but there is one more thing that needs to be discussed with Evan.

Tang En just came out of the office when he saw Evan coming out of the stairs. After seeing him, he waved happily and said hello: "It seems that I came in time. Do you want to go out, Tony?"

"I'm going to find you, Evan." Dunn said.

"Haha! We really have a tacit understanding, Tony, I'm here to find you too."

Tang En smiled: "Let me guess why you came to me... I think I know."

Evan nodded: "I also know what you plan to do with me."

Then the two of them said the name together: "George Wood."

Tang En snapped his fingers: "That's great, I plan to give him a new professional contract."

"I agree, that kid's future should be in the Forest team. Tony, give him an eight-year contract."

After Evan said that, Tang En was silent for a while. The longer the contract period, the more beneficial it is for the club, but for the players, it will become a bit troublesome to raise their salaries.

Evan knew what Tang En was thinking, he said with a smile: "The term is longer, and you can figure out the rest." The meaning is very clear, as long as the contract period is long enough, Dun En can make his own decisions about salary and bonuses .

Tang En understood Evan's meaning, he nodded lightly, and then said: "There is one more thing, Evan, I want to talk to you..."

"Tell me, Tony."

"Did you meet Wood's mother in the box that day?"

Evan nodded: "I didn't expect his mother to be so beautiful and young...it doesn't look like a mother with an eighteen-year-old child at all."

"Well, she loves her son very, very much. Wood is doing well, and she's in good spirits. But you know what? His mother has not been in good health."

Hearing Tang En say this, Evan was a little surprised: "It's really hard to see..."

"Wood plays football mainly to make money to help his mother treat her illness. He loves his mother very much. His family situation is a bit complicated. Simply put...he is now dependent on his mother. Do you understand what I mean?"

Evan rubbed his hand back and forth on his chin, but didn't answer Tang En's words right away.

"Contracts, Evan, do very little to keep players at the club. As long as someone wants to take someone from us, there is always a way to take it away. If you want a promising player to stay with us , it is necessary to cultivate his feelings for this club. Wood is in a special situation, and I think his mother is a good opportunity." Tang En continued to persuade.

"I see, you can go sign a contract with Wood now and tell him that his mother's sick club will take care of arranging the treatment...Also, let a new star live in the ghetto...I'm not so sure, let him move out Well, the club provides housing."

Tang En was very happy: "I thank you for Wood, Evan."

"Don't thank me, Tony. You are right. The club needs to make the players feel that they are worth playing for this team. They work for the team, and the team has an obligation to take care of their lives and help them solve their difficulties. In addition , I will tell you another piece of good news."

"Um?"

"The kid you wanted was taken by us." Evan clenched his fist, "Alan gave the kid's family 100,000 pounds, and they promised to let their son cooperate with us, and now we can formally make an offer to Watford. But... Tony, do you think that kid is worth the price?"

Tang En thought of Ashley Young's worth in the future, he smiled and said: "Evan, don't worry. After a few years, you will be very happy that we bought him now. Freddie Eastwood, George Wood, Chris Commons, Wes Morgan... and Ashley Young, these youngsters are the future of the Forest team. If we get to the Super League, I will find more youngsters... When the time comes, we will surprise the whole of England!"

"Great!" Evan clapped his hands. "If you need help from any club, please contact me immediately. I believe in your vision, Tony."

Tang En chuckled. Of course, my vision is three and a half years ahead!

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After training in the morning, Tang En called Wood to his office. There was a stack of paper on the table, and he stuffed the pen into Wood's hand, then pointed to the stack of paper and said to him:

"George, your new contract. Want to see it?"

Wood walked up and picked up the contract, which were all legal clauses, which he couldn't understand at all. So he asked Dunn: "Where is the salary?"

Sure enough, he didn't care about the joy of signing a new contract, and only cared about getting money every week... This is George Wood's style.

Tang En stepped forward to open two pages, then pointed to the middle one and said, "Here, do you want me to read it to you?"

Wood nodded, and then gave the contract to Tang En.

"Hmm. Your current weekly salary is 2,500 pounds." Tang En looked up at Wood and noticed that the expression on his face changed. Then he continued, "But it's just a pure salary, and it's still the first year, and the weekly salary will increase by 15% every year after that..."

"How much is that?" Wood has no concept of percentages at all, and he likes to hear the real numbers.

"Uh..." Tang En dug out the calculator from the drawer of the desk, knocked on it, raised his head and told Wood: "Your salary is 2,500 a week in the first year, and 2,800 in the second year." Seventy-five, three thousand three hundred in the third year, three thousand eight hundred in the fourth year... and so on."

Wood did not express any objection. For him now, a life of earning 3,800 pounds a week seemed like a dream.

"That's not all." Twain added, "In the first two years of this contract, when you play twenty games per season, there will be additional rewards. If the team wins honors, it will also be based on your Contributions within the team are rewarded accordingly. Sounds good, right?"

Wood nodded. This does sound much better than his youth team contract.

"Also." Dunn took out a credit card from the drawer and handed it to Wood, "This is for you from the club, and there is already 10,000 pounds in it, which is your signing fee. From now on, your monthly The salary will be credited to this card on time."

Wood took the hard card, squeezed it with both hands and slid it back and forth on the edge, feeling the real texture of the card. It had his name and card number on it, £10,000...in this thin card. This is not a dream, it is really in his hands!

Seeing that he was very interested, Tang En said with a smile: "George, now... your reputation is also guaranteed by the bank."

Hearing these familiar words, Wood raised his head and looked at Tang En.

Tang En patted him on the shoulder: "There is another piece of good news for you. The club has decided to pay for your mother's medical treatment and find you a new place to live. The team will pay half of the monthly rent. You will soon You can move out of that ghetto."

Wood stared at Tang En with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe every word he heard. Tang En nodded: "Do you want to live closer to the training ground, or closer to the stadium?"

George Wood was a little excited, and even started to stammer: "I... I don't know."

Tang En handed him the pen again: "Sign your name, then go home and discuss with your mother where to live, and tell me when you come to practice tomorrow."

Wood held the pen and stopped on the contract. The last time he signed this way was on the sidelines of the youth team's training field, satisfying the request of a strange child named Gavin Bernard. Later, the child died, and he became Real pros.

He hesitated for a few seconds before writing down his name.

From now on, he is an official member of Nottingham Forest's first team.

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