big mouth ball king

Chapter 768 Sending off Tang Zhenglong to leave Real Madrid
Three long whistles, the game is over, and the score on the big screen is fixed at 1 to 2, with the host and the guest.

Inter Milan played bravely away and scored two goals, but Cristiano Ronaldo's goal in the second half completely extinguished their hopes of a comeback.

"I was very excited when it was 2-0. I thought we might come back, but everyone saw what happened afterwards. Real Madrid didn't give us a chance."

"Congratulations to Real Madrid, but tonight, Inter was the better team."

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"Jose is too great, he has rich tactics, and it is too difficult to play against the team led by Jose."

The reporter sweated to death.

It's only been a week, what happened?
Tang Zhenglong even started to praise Mourinho.

"Don, do you have any clues in Jose's hands, or something unspeakable happened this week?"

"..."

Dead reporter, so you can guess, why don't you buy lottery tickets?

"The game is not over, then we are enemies, but the game is over, then we are friends."

"friend?"

"But Jose said he didn't want to be your friend."

Tang Zhenglong chuckled and took out his notebook.

"Hehe, you're very naughty. Which newspaper are you from? What's your name? I'll record it."

……

*****
Mourinho, Pellegrini, and Florentino had dinner together.

Since Pellegrini resigned on his own initiative, the atmosphere became less tense.

"It's an honor to have dinner with two great coaches," Florentino said with a smile.

"Haha, Chairman, you are too polite."

The three toasted and drank together.

"If you two have anything to communicate, please feel free to pretend that I'm not here."

Pellegrini laughed: "I don't think I have anything to teach Jose, he's better than me."

"Haha, if you're so polite again, I won't be able to eat."

"Haha."

Pellegrini suggested: "Go to the training ground later, they should have lunch in the lounge."

"No problem, but I can't make it public yet."

"Don't worry, I will tell the players to shut up and not tell the media."

*****
"Damn, Tang, do you want to be so dogged?"

When Tang Zhenglong heard that Mourinho was coming, he made a welcome banner with some cloth and asked everyone to hold it up.

"Dog leg? Cut, I'm just being polite."

"Come on, come on, everyone raise up."

"Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome."

When Mourinho saw it, he was sweating. Needless to say, Tang Zhenglong did not do such an exaggerated welcome ceremony, so who else could it be?
"Put down the banner, those who didn't know thought you were here to protest."

puff.

"I said earlier that this is not possible."

Tang Zhenglong sweated to death.

"Wow, Jose, why do you have time to come to the club? The coffee here is very good. I'll treat you to a drink."

"Hmph, you pay me back the credit card money first."

"..."

Pellegrini got right to the point.

"I have said before that I will leave the team at the end of the season, and now I want to tell everyone that Jose Mourinho will be the manager of the team next season."

"Everyone applaud." Tang Zhenglong shouted.

No one applauded, but they all looked at Tang Zhenglong at the same time, with expressions that seemed to say——Tang, you are dead! !

"I don't need to applaud. What should everyone do? I'll just take a look. It's enough to have Manuel with me."

"Yes!!"

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"Tang, I will miss you." Marcelo patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder, "Although we have only been together for a year, I regard you as a friend."

"Don, although you always bully me, I will miss you too." Pepe laughed.

Tang Zhenglong's face was dark.

"Hehe, there is still a long time before next season, what if Jose dies in these few months?"

"What if I lead the Chinese team to win the World Cup?"

"What if I marry Fermina?"

"What if all the Real Madrid fans beg me to stay?"

"Don, are you dreaming?"

"Haha."

"cut!"

Marcelo laughed: "I'm going to tell Jose, you curse him to die in a few months."

"Don, Jose told you to go to his office."

"..."

"I haven't taken office yet, but I already have an office, so fast? I'm still alive."

*****
In the office, Mourinho drank coffee and looked at Tang Zhenglong.

"Jose, let me tell you, I won't leave. I signed a contract with Real Madrid for four years. I can play as a substitute. It doesn't matter if I go to the second team. I must get my salary for the next three years before I can leave."

"Hehe, if you don't compete for three years, then you will be useless."

"It doesn't matter, I get 3000 million euros, and I will go back to China to retire."

"Pfft! Tang Zhenglong, you are such a rascal."

"Hehe, this is my right, with a contract."

Mourinho stood up.

"Then let me tell you, I won't drive you away, but I will double the demands on you. Under my command, don't try to be lazy. I will turn you into a scoring machine."

"..."

"I want to win the Champions League for the next three years."

Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

"Jose, you are too brave, I thought so too."

"..."

"You think so too?"

"Then let me ask you, who is better, me or Pellegrini?"

"Do you even need to ask? Of course it's you."

"Let's put it this way, Pellegrini is the strongest in Chile, and he is nothing in South America. And you are the world's number one coach. I even hope that one day you can become the head coach of the Chinese team and lead the Chinese team to win the World Cup."

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, the sound of flushing the toilet.

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, it turned out that there were other people in the office.

Pellegrini came out of the toilet with a livid face.

"Tang Zhenglong, you Pinocchio, you told me that too."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong spread his arms, "Boss, I also live for the sake of life, can you understand?"

Pellegrini was stunned, you have such a thick skin.

Mourinho laughed: "Don't worry, I won't believe what he says."

"Okay, Don, you can go out, remember what I said."

"Ah."

******
The banner welcoming Mourinho just now, everyone turned around and wrote "Farewell to Tang Zhenglong leaving Real Madrid, we will miss you".

Tang Zhenglong returned to the lounge, stunned.

"Nimma's!!"

"Who did this?"

"Me." Marcelo volunteered, "Don, you're welcome, this is what I should do."

"It should be Nima!!"

Tang Zhenglong grabbed Marcelo's neck, "I tell you, I will not leave Real Madrid, I am the first brother of Real Madrid."

Big Brother! ! !
"Don't go?"

"Yes, Jose told me that I will be the first brother next season."

"By the way, why did you all seem disappointed when you heard that I didn't leave?"

Everyone thought: "Nonsense, Tang Zhenglong is gone, at least we can share the female fans of Real Madrid."

(End of this chapter)