Reeves was suspended. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Also suspended are Forwege, Debisch and Cabaye.

The reason for the ban is very simple, the matter of going to a nightclub was discovered.

It was poked out by the newspaper "Lens Sport".

The main writer was Eli Boutol, the journalist who challenged Puel at the post-match press conference.

Mr. Bhutol's experience with this revelation was very bumpy.

After the press conference that day, Eli Butor checked into the Hotel Barrialiel.

Eli-Boutol's family is wealthy, so he naturally doesn't treat himself badly when he arrives in Lille, and he stays in the best hotels in the area.

His father had some power in Lens, and if it weren't for Butor's ability, he wouldn't have been able to dominate the newspaper at such a young age.

Lens is a city that is extremely fanatical about football, and the focus of the Lens Sports newspaper is naturally football, and the status of Lens team reporter is extremely important in the newspaper.

Butol was originally just an apprentice of a former reporter who accompanied the team, but later took advantage of the opportunity of a mistake in the master's report to make a point up and down, and since then he has been in the position. Of course, in addition to his life experience, his outstanding ability and unscrupulous means are also the key to his position.

At this moment, Butol finished sending the press release of the game and was taking a shower in the bathroom of his room.

It's really unlucky, the team actually lost, and he was ridiculed by the opposing manager, thinking of this, the young Butol was in a terrible mood.

Butol has made up his mind to stare at the Lille team in the future, he doesn't believe that there is no negative news about this derby opponent, there are many young players in the Lille team, and the more young players, the more off-field news can happen, this is what Master Butol taught him, and he thinks so too.

Correspondingly, young players are also susceptible to off-field factors, and if Butol processes the negative news, the young players will definitely not be able to bear it, which will interfere with the morale of the Lille team.

If the results of the Lille team are dragged down because of this, then Butol, who is a native of Lens, is even more unwanted.

Butol finished showering, wrapped in pajamas, lay on the bed and turned on the TV, just as he was playing the post-match press conference, looking at Puel in the picture, Butor was in an even worse mood, and turned off the TV casually.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Butol called the intermediary before taking a shower and called the special services.

Butor has a romantic nature, plus he is young and rich, and every time he travels with the team, he will call a recruitment girl, and today is no exception. Before coming to Lille this time, Butol went to his colleagues at the newspaper office and asked for the contact number of the middleman who was recruiting girls.

Butol used to hear from the newspaper master that the quality of the girls in Lille is very high, and the city of Lille is so good, there are many universities and students, unlike Lens, where there are few villains, and it is estimated that they are acquaintances when they call a service.

Thinking of this, Bhutol's mood improved, he took out his notebook and put it on his lap, the manuscript for tomorrow morning has been sent, and Bhutor began to prepare a follow-up report, he wants to disturb Lille's peace.

At this time, Bhutol's mobile phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was an unfamiliar number.

Could it be that something has happened to the recruitment girl?

Butol hurriedly took the phone,

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

"Are you Mr. Boutol?" There was a nice voice on the phone.

"Yes!" Butol was distracted for a while, and his voice was so good, and he must not be a good person. And it sounds like a girl, the flowers are blooming, and he likes it the most.

"You're at the Hotel Barriael, right?"

"Yes!" Butor no longer had any doubts, he had just left an address for the recruitment agent. "I'm ....... 7"

"I have something to look for you, but it's inconvenient for me to go to your side, you can come to 1506 to find me." Without waiting for Butor to speak, the other end hung up the phone.

"Hello?" Butol was confused, 1506 was the presidential suite, and Lille's recruitment girls were treated so well? Inconvenient to come here? Oh, it must be afraid that someone will report it, and deliberately arrange it in a high-end suite, which is really a smart way. Butor continued to make up his mind, it must be that the recruit girl had colluded with the hotel staff, using the spare room to make peachy deals.

Thinking of this, Butol had no doubts, got up and put on his clothes, sprayed a little perfume, and sorted out his makeup in the mirror. Keeping one's appearance at all times is Bhutol's life credo.

After cleaning up, Butor stood at the head of the bed and hesitated for a moment, but finally took out a box of small blue pills in a single package from his bag, put them in his jacket pocket, and then went out and got on the elevator.

Butol came to the door of Suite 1506, and just wanted to knock on the door, when he suddenly thought that it would be very expensive to arrange the location here, and it would be bad if even the room fee here was included in the cost.

Bhutor hesitated for a moment, and finally desire overshadowed reason, but decided to knock on the door. Thinking that if you are pretty, you will go in, and if you look average, forget it, pretend to knock on the wrong door and turn around and leave.

Butor couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his thoughts.

After straightening his collar and spraying a freshener into his mouth, Butol knocked softly on the door.

After about a minute, the door opened.

A young girl peeked through the crack in the door.

Wow, it's so beautiful, Butor couldn't help but sigh, the slender fingers resting on the door were as white as shallots, the moist red lips on the flawless face exuded charming temptation, the girl had just taken a bath, the cheeks were faintly powdered, she was wearing loose home clothes, covering her wonderful figure, her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, revealing her fair and sexy neck, Butol could smell the girl's unique body fragrance on her body from a distance.

Half of Bhutol's soul was lost, and it wasn't until the girl shouted dissatisfiedly that she woke up, and Butor was happy in her heart, this time Lille didn't come in vain, and it seems that tonight is a lot of good luck. When you return to Lens, be sure to treat your contact colleagues to dinner.

Butol swallowed and adjusted his facial expression, revealing what he thought was affectionate, "It's nice to meet you, I'm Eli Butol. ”

"Come in." The girl didn't respond, and turned around and went into the house.

Butor couldn't wait to follow in, the light in the room was very dim, and Butor only had the girl in front of him in his eyes, where could he bear it when he entered the house, and when he closed the door, he was about to pounce on Anne from behind.

"Bang" ushered in a huge fist, and in the blink of an eye, he lost consciousness.

Robbery? These were Bhutol's last thoughts before he fell unconscious.

It's been a long time.

When Butol woke up leisurely, the first thing he saw was a pair of beautiful legs dangling in front of him, it was so beautiful, and the dazed Butol only had this thought in his heart.

At this time, a hideous face suddenly appeared in front of him, and a bald man dragged him up from the ground with one hand by the collar of Bhutol, raised his hand and slapped him twice, and Butol came to his senses.

"Miss, this guy is awake."

Butol's heart froze, and finally remembered his situation at the moment, it must be a robbery, hey, it's really unlucky, this kind of thing actually happened to him.

"Don't kill me, all the money on me will be given to you, and the password of the card is ........."

Butor closed his eyes tightly and shouted hysterically.

"I didn't see anything, don't kill me."

This gesture caused a burst of laughter, there were men and women, about 3 people,

Hmph, let you be arrogant for a while, and when I escape, I will go to the police, Butor is secretly ruthless in his heart.

"You kid, what do you say, do you think Lao Tzu looks like a bandit?" The bald man said dissatisfied.

"Well, then why did you hit me?" Butol wondered for a while, wasn't it a robbery?

"You dare to have bad intentions towards Miss, it's really cowardly, it's you who hit you."

"Huh? I thought she was a recruitment girl! "There must be something wrong," Butor argued.

Another violent beating.

It took poor Butol a long time to explain.

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Anne is also very depressed, but finding a reporter is this kind of goods, and she is really worried about whether he can handle things well with his IQ. But for the time being, there is no other choice but to use it.

"Eli Bhutol?"

"It's me!"

"You're a reporter for Lens Sport?"

"Yes, yes." Butol stood with his head bowed respectfully, how well-behaved and well-behaved, and those who didn't know thought he was a servant.

"Do you hate Team Lille?"

"Huh?" Butor didn't dare to talk nonsense, since he didn't set up a bureau to rob money, it must be for other reasons to find him, he was worried that these people would trouble him for the press conference.

"Miss asked you!" Contenstine was very dissatisfied with this guy, and dared to beat Miss's idea, he really didn't want to live, if he hadn't insisted on being there, Miss would probably have suffered.

"Hate!" Butol pondered it for a while, and felt that he couldn't hide it anyway, and everyone who watched tonight's TV knew his attitude towards Lille, so he was rarely tough.

Butol looked at Anne's face as he spoke, and seeing that Anne was not angry because of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and continued: "I wish they were disbanded tomorrow, that Puel would be unemployed the next day, and that Reeves, I would like to find someone to break his leg." ”

"Humph!"

Butor immediately stopped talking, seeing that there were signs of turning yin on Anne's face, his mind suddenly rose again, and he didn't dare to continue.

"Since you hate the Lille team so much, then you must be able to use this thing." Anne picked up an envelope from the couch beside her and threw it over.

Bhutor hesitated, but bent down to pick it up and opened the envelope, which was full of photos.

Having some doubts and taking out the photo, Butol flipped a few faces and showed joy, "This is?"

"This is a photo of them after visiting the nightclub a few days ago, and it will definitely play the biggest role in your hands."

This is a photo of Reeves leaving the store after Anne left the nightclub that day, and asked Raymond to stay outside the store, originally to see if he would take the woman to spend the night.

As a result, Anne was disappointed and took a photo of the four leaving, and the other three all left with their female companions, and only Reeves left alone.

Anne had planned to delete the photos, but when she saw Reeves on TV at night, she decided to reuse them. Let Contenstine print out the photos.

As for how she found the poor reporter, it was because Anne couldn't help but turn on the TV later, and after watching the game and the press conference, she was very interested in this honest and brave reporter, so Contenstine found Boutol's contact information.

It's just that Anne is a little hesitant about her choice at the moment, is this guy okay?