Chương 1000: The Legend

"It seems that the media's area of interest is in your style and popularity." Said David Kerslake, Twain's assistant manager as he flipped through the newspapers. Recently he liked to read these newspaper articles about Twain, because the reporters' biting articles filled with their forte of sarcasm always made him laugh and put him in a happy mood for the day.

"No one has ever mentioned the matter of results when you're mentioned." After reading all the papers, Kerslake stacked them up and put them aside. He looked Twain opposite.

Tony Twain was having another look at the desk in front of him.

It was exactly the same as when he first came to this club 15 years ago. The style of the dark red solid wood desk completely looked like it was from last century inside out.

He placed his hands on the table, gently caressed it back and forth, feeling every tiny bump and scratch on the table.