big mouth ball king

Chapter 503 Don't explain

Mourinho Khan said: "Mr. Chairman, Tang Zhenglong is not like this usually, he..."

"No need to explain, I'm leaving, it's a waste of my time."

"Mr.president!"

Mourinho held Moratti back, "Is this good? We're here anyway. For my sake, watch the game. I'll treat you to dinner."

Moratti smiled, "Forget about eating, you still have to give your face."

Mourinho secretly thought: "Tang Zhenglong, you must give me a little confidence, or I will beat you."

Moratti became more and more bored, so he took out a cigar.

"Jose, would you like one too?"

"I don't smoke."

Moratti puffed after lighting it, it seemed that the taste of this cigar was much better than the lackluster game on the court.

Mourinho thought, this is definitely not going to work, he must meet Tang Zhenglong during the intermission to cheer him up.

"Chairman, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Ok."

*****
"Alan, Alan."

Erwin was taken aback, "Who called me?"

Turning my head and looking, I was shocked, it turned out to be Mourinho.

"Jose?"

Also in the Premier League, of course I have seen it.

Mourinho patted Alan.

"Do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"Help me call Tang Zhenglong over."

"Oh."

After a while, Tang Zhenglong came over.

"Jose, why do you have time to watch the game?"

"It's not important, let me ask you, has that fat man called you?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

"Did he mention that Moratti came to the game?"

"Seems to be."

"By the way, who is Moratti? Mino mentioned it, but I forgot."

Mourinho was dumbfounded.

"He is the big boss of Inter Milan, a billionaire in Italy."

Tang Zhenglong scratched his head.

"I seem to remember it like this, right, what's wrong?"

Mourinho froze.

"Does this guy really not care about his future? Or does this guy just want to go to Chelsea?"

"Don is like this..."

"Inter Milan want to buy me?"

"No! I want to buy you, so you should behave better for me in the second half, at least give me some face."

"Ok."

Mourinho patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder.

"Let's go back."

result……

Tang Zhenglong still didn't run in the second half, but it's not Tang Zhenglong's fault. In the second half, Fulham suddenly went crazy and started to attack like they had been drugged.

Tang Zhenglong was alone in the front, he had no possession of the ball, and he had no room to run.

Moratti was already smoking his third cigar.

"I think this Fulham striker is pretty good, why don't you think about it, look at him, he is fast and has a good impact."

Mourinho Khan died, completely miss the point.

"No, actually..."

Mourinho originally wanted to say that Tang Zhenglong was actually better, but seeing what Tang Zhenglong looked like on the court, he really couldn't say that.

"I called and asked. Fulham's forward name is Eddie Johnson. The price is not expensive. Think about it."

"..."

Mourinho suddenly wanted to cry.

Fulham attacked wildly for a while, but their strength was still limited, and they gradually became unable to attack. They withdrew and changed to Everton's positional battle.

"It's much better." Mourinho thought to himself, "At least Everton is in control of the ball. In this way, Tang Zhenglong will have more opportunities to perform."

"Chairman, it was Fulham's attack just now. Now it's Everton's turn. You will soon see Tang Zhenglong's performance. This guy will score goals in almost every game."

"Goal every game?"

This Moratti is a bit unbelievable.

Ronaldo and Vieri were so strong back then, but they only scored one goal in two games on average.

"Jose, well, if he can't score in this game, then don't mention Tang Zhenglong in front of me in the future."

……

Now that the big words have been uttered, then... Mourinho nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

At 80 minutes into the game, it was still 0-0.

Moratti was smoking a cigar, looking confident.

Mourinho frowned, "Tang Zhenglong won't be so disappointing, right?"

At 88 minutes into the game, it was still 0-0.

At this time Everton got a free kick and Tang Zhenglong stood in front of the ball.

Moratti said with a smile: "This guy's footwork is average, why let him take the free kick?"

"No, his footwork is similar to that of Cristiano."

Moratti was upset and thought: "I respect you, but you can't treat me as a fool, I also know football very well."

However, Moratti did not show his inner emotions. After all, he spent a maximum salary to sign the Portuguese madman.

"Could it be that this guy has really good footwork?"

Inter Milan also has a top free kick master, that is Recoba.

"By the way, Jose, this guy and Recobabi, whose footwork is better?"

……

"They...are not of the same style."

Soon, Moratti was dumbfounded. This is not a question of style, but a question of cheating.

The moment Tang Zhenglong kicked out, the ball flew towards the corner flag area.

Moratti almost swears, this is nonsense, but soon, he was dumbfounded, and saw the ball suddenly folded back, and then flew towards the goal.

The Fulham goalkeeper and Moratti were almost dumbfounded. Facing the flying football, he just stood there until the ball flew into the goal.

GOOOOOAL! !
Goodison Park was boiling, and Moratti, who was still disgusted just now, couldn't help jumping up.

"It's so beautiful. How did this kid do it? How could the ball deflect so much?"

Mourinho shrugged, "This is Tang Zhenglong's magic."

"You're right, Jose."

Moratti thought to himself that this kind of footwork is basically a bug. If he is bought to Inter Milan, then free kicks will be like kicking penalties in the future.

"Mr. Chairman, do you think 6000 million is expensive now?"

"Not expensive."

"And I don't know why, I suddenly don't think he is lazy."

"Hahaha."

"But I think you are not the only one who has taken a fancy to Tang Zhenglong."

"That's right. First of all, it is very difficult for Chelsea to let people go. Secondly, it is said that Manchester United is also eyeing Tang Zhenglong."

Moratti paused, "Don't be afraid, our Inter Milan is also a top giant."

Inter Milan in the Moratti era was indeed not short of money.

The game is over.

"Jose, I leave this matter to you. You can make the decision for any transfer within [-] million euros."

"Thank you, Chairman."

"But what you promised me, you remember it yourself."

Mourinho understands that all the trust and support Moratti gives him is ultimately for the Champions League. Without this, the trust today will be the embarrassment when he turns his face tomorrow. He has experienced this scene with Abramovich.

(End of this chapter)