Coaching legend

"Sera, don't do this." George frowned, very unhappy.

After George sat in Sera Aimi's car, Aimi didn't take George directly to the cocktail party. Instead, he took George to a high-end clothing store first to choose clothes for George. This made George not very happy.

Speaking of the clothes here, George is not unable to buy them. But with George's current worth, wearing such clothes is too luxurious.

Aimi saw George's expression and laughed.

"George, I'm not saying anything about you. You are also a public figure, but look at the clothes you wear. The same clothes all year round. This won't work." Aimi kept gesturing various clothes in front of George.

George smiled bitterly: "Sera, I'm just a football coach. My mission is to lead the team to victory. I'm not a star."

"No, no, no." Aimi shook his fingers. "George, your concept is too backward. You don't know your advantages, and you don't know how to use your advantages."

George didn't quite understand Aimi's words and frowned.

"George, are you English? You should know that in England, football and entertainment are inseparable. Look at those players, why do so many advertisers find them? It's because of the influence of football in this country."

George certainly understands this. In Italy, even football and politics are inseparable.

"George, you have to remember. You are the youngest head coach in the English professional league. As long as you can lead Burnley to the Premier League this year, your popularity in English football will be greatly improved. This kind of popularity is what those advertisers need, and you will definitely become their favorite. And you are handsome and you also agree with their requirements." Aim said while picking clothes for George at his own leisure.

In the end, after picking about a dozen pieces, Aim asked George to try them on. George looked at a pile of clothes and shook his head with a wry smile.

George understood what Aim meant. Aim wanted to package George as a coaching star. Just like the madman Mourinho in later generations, he is the star of the world coach. Going in and out of the places of fashion celebrities and endorsing various world-class brands.

At that time, Mourinho was not only the highest-paid coach in the world, but also the coach with the most endorsements.

However, George didn't like this very much. In simple terms, George was a country bumpkin. He preferred quiet places rather than those fashionable and famous places with many rules. But seeing Amyk's expectant expression, he entered the fitting room helplessly.

In this way, George was taken in and out of high-end clothing stores, in and out of fitting rooms, showing the newly changed clothes to Amyk. When Amyk approved, Amyk took out his credit card to pay the bill, and packed the selected clothes into a handbag.

George didn't like women spending money, so he felt uncomfortable all night.

When Amyk's car arrived at the hotel for the cocktail party, someone had come to open the door. George got out of the car first and opened the door for Amyk. However, Amyk drove, and George came out to open the door for Amyk, which looked a bit out of place.

The parking lot was full of cars. Cars kept stopping at the door, and the invited guests got off, and then the parking staff drove the car to the designated parking lot.

The two sides of the entrance were crowded with media and fans who had been looking forward to it.

"What a big event, what kind of occasion is this?" Before George came, he thought it was just like the cocktail party held by the coaching association last time, but he didn't expect it to be completely different.

"It's too small to match Armani's reputation." Aimick came over and took George's arm naturally. "George, don't do this. You have to learn to smile. Only by learning to smile can you walk here."

George has been a coach for two years and has seen a lot of media. But it's the first time to see such a big event like today, but it's not a problem. But he still has some resistance to such occasions in his heart, but since he's here, he smiled faintly.

Fortunately, George is not famous, and the focus of the reporters' flashlights is not on George.

Speaking of the dinner party of the upper class, it's a place where a bunch of people put on hypocritical smiles on their faces and brag and fart. Of course, they would never think so. In their opinion, they are exchanging feelings with each other.

But George, a country bumpkin, sneered at all this. It's bullshit to exchange feelings. It's better to drink with fans in the bar.

"Hi, Sera. Who is this handsome guy?" George and Sera Aimik had just entered when a beautiful girl over 1.8 meters tall called Aimik.

George's first impression of her was that this woman was very tall. She was not wearing high heels, but she was not shorter than George. Then what caught George's attention was her light brown hair and blue eyes. Very sexy and beautiful.

"Eva, you are so radiant tonight." Sera Aimik came forward and shook Eva's hand enthusiastically. "Eva, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend, George Levy. He is the head coach of the English League One club. This time next year, he will be the head coach of the Premier League club. George, she doesn't need to be introduced. Eva Herzigova, my good friend."

"Hello." George greeted very politely. In fact, George didn't know who Eva Herzigova was. Even if it was a Hollywood actress, George only knew Kate Winslet who filmed "Titanic".

"Hello." Eva asked with great confusion while extending her hand. "Sera, this is really the head coach of the English League One club. Too young."

Eva is a model from Czechoslovakia, and her work focus has always been in Europe. Therefore, she is quite familiar with football. As Aimik said, football and the entertainment industry are inseparable. But I have never seen such a young head coach.

"Of course, I can still lie to you. George became the head coach when he was 27 years old. He led the club to successfully upgrade in the first year. He was absent for half a year last season due to injury. Otherwise, George would be the head coach of the Premier League team now." Sera came to George and introduced very proudly.

"Who is praising his boyfriend so much?" A voice came from behind George and Sera. George turned around and found that it was an old man. Not an old man, but he should be of a certain age.

"Young man, he doesn't look old. Sera, you are not talking about him. Are you sure he is not a player, but a head coach?" The old man seemed to be very interested in George and looked him up and down.

"Of course, Mr. Armani. George is now the head coach of Burnley in the English League One. If there hadn't been an accident, Burnley would have been a Premier League team this year."

George suddenly realized that this seemingly ordinary old man was actually the founder of the famous Armani brand, Giorgio Armani. He was also the host of tonight's banquet. So George also bowed slightly. "Hello, Mr. Armani. I'm George Levy."

"George Levy, I remember. Is it you, the coach who had a car accident last year?" George smiled bitterly. Even Giorgio Armani had heard about his car accident. It's true that good news doesn't go out, but bad news spreads a thousand miles.

"Young man, it's not simple. Sera, you guys talk by yourselves." Armani and Sera Aimi nodded, and then went to other places to socialize.

George looked at Armani. He wouldn't stay in a place for a long time. He would just talk to some of them briefly and then change the occasion. George shook his head, wondering what the meaning and use of Armani holding such a large dinner was.

But this is none of George's business, and George is too lazy to think about it.

Later, following Sera Aimi, George met a lot of people. He had to smile when he met someone, and George felt his face was a little numb.

Damn, what a crap dinner. It's just a group of people talking nonsense there. I hate this kind of occasion the most.

(I went to drink with my classmates today, and my head is dizzy. I'm very sorry.)