While when he and Evan Doughty were going to the Champions League group draw, Allan went looking for Twain. He was surprised to find an extra person in the car.
In the past, only both the manager and the club chairman attended the draw. Some of the teams' chairmen did not attend, but Evan insisted on going. He had to have had some business. He did not think that Allan would go as well.
"I'm not heading there for the draw, Tony." In the car to London's Heathrow airport, Allan smiled and said to Twain. "I have something I want to discuss with you."
"With me?" Twain was a little puzzled.
"Yes." Allan nodded.
Sitting in the front seat, Evan had not made a peep since the conversation began.
It suddenly dawned on Twain. He knew roughly what it was about.
"Is it because of that Chinese football talent show?"
