Avram Grant.

Israeli coaches.

After Mourinho's departure, he became the team's head coach and took charge of Chelsea, and Grant knew that he was just a substitute and that in his name, he simply couldn't hold down a giant like Chelsea.

Look at the big names on the training ground.

Drogba.

Frank Lampard.

Shevchenko.

Barack.

……

These people don't even care about Mourinho, let alone themselves?

And the biggest headache for him is that it is said that during the winter break, Tang Zhenglong will come back.

Tang Zhenglong......

According to the Israelis, this guy is a thorn in the pan and is currently on an equal footing with Moyes at Everton.

If such a player returns to Chelsea, will Grant still live?

Grant thought about it for a long time, and finally he decided to have a showdown with the boss today.

After the training, Grant went to CEO Peter Kenyon's office.

"Avram, it's just in time, you have a very good result in leading the team."

With Jose Mourinho gone, Chelsea's results in the league are indeed back on track, and Grant's days are okay.

"Do a good job, maybe you can turn positive."

"Regular? This one...... Grant didn't dare to think about it. ”

"Peter, I'm here to make a request from you."

"Please."

"I hope Tang Zhenglong's loan will be until next summer."

Peter Kenyon chuckled in his heart.

"Why?"

Of course, Grant can't say what he really thinks, that's too embarrassing, admitting that he can't hold down his players?

Grant handed over a page.

"This is my resignation letter, and if the club doesn't respect my staff, then I'd rather resign."

Peter Kenyon was stunned for a moment, this was too serious.

"At least give me a reason."

"Tang Zhenglong doesn't follow the team's tactics, I can't work with players like this, maybe Moyes can, Mourinho can, but I can't."

'Tang Zhenglong scored a lot of goals and that's exactly what we need.'

'Peter, I have my own football philosophy and if Chelsea can't agree with it, then please accept my resignation letter.'

Peter Kenyon was struggling.

"Give me 24 hours and I'll get back to you."

"Okay."

*****

"What? He's going to resign, so let him get out. ”

Abu on the other end of the phone was furious, what kind of thing is Grant! And still be able to bargain with him?

But Peter Kenyon doesn't see it that way.

"Boss, if Grant leaves, then I can't find a suitable coach to replace him for the time being, and Grant's results are not bad."

"I don't care, he takes himself too seriously."

"Boss, with all due respect, the appointment of the team was originally decided by the head coach, and we interfered with the right of the head coach."

“……”

"Are you accusing me?"

The British media have complained about Abou's meddling in Chelsea's operations, and in theory, that's right.

But Abu thinks it's his own team, and I can do whatever I want.

'We're not like Manchester United, they're listed companies, Chelsea are my personal property, so I can do whatever I want.

Peter Kenyon Khan said: "Boss, of course, but it's not that you throw a bunch of money at it, and there will be a head coach right away. ”

'I can say bluntly that at the moment Grant is the best manager for Chelsea and the team is starting to stabilise.

Abu was silent, he would watch the Chelsea game, the team was starting to get better, it was like a wound, it had just scabbed, and you opened it again, and it hurt so much.

'I also spoke to Everton boss Bill Kenwright and he said he was willing to pay for Tang Zhenglong's salary plus £2 million on loan.

This is good news, Abu is in a better mood, but he is still very tough.

"That's cheap for them, look at how many goals Tang Zhenglong has scored, you should really ask them for money according to the goal, 100,000 pounds for a goal."

……

Peter Kenyon was dying.

The owner really doesn't know how hard it is to run a club.

"Boss, if it's okay, then it's decided."

"Well, the coach selection thing is going to be fast, I don't want to see that nasty Israeli again next season."

"Yes."

*****

At the end of the session, Moyes left everyone behind.

"Isn't the result too good, you want to give us a bonus."

"Haha, what do you want to do?"

Moyes spoke: "To keep everyone here is to announce good news. ”

"Good news?"

"Even better news than we got to the top of the league?"

Moyes nodded, "Yes, you'll be happy to hear the good news." ”

Everyone looked expectant.

"Boss, don't hang our appetite, let's talk about it."

Moyes smiled: "I announced that the team's loan for Tang Zhenglong will be extended for half a year, until the end of the season. ”

……

……

After a brief silence, there was a boom.

"A treat."

"A treat."

"Nightclub."

"Nightclub."

Tang Zhenglong is dying of sweat, why do you want to treat him? And why mess up my handsome hairstyle.

Everyone treats Tang Zhenglong as a fuwa, touching and touching.

Someone laughed and said, "Boss, let's just buy Tang Zhenglong." ”

"Okay, you pay."

……

At this time, Tang Zhenglong is a striker coveted by all teams in the Premier League, and BIG4 is eyeing it, and Everton wants to sign Tang Zhenglong, which is really too difficult.

"Don, you honestly, are we treating you well?"

"It's okay."

"I have no conscience, a treat."

"That...... I have an upset stomach. ”

"Don't run."

*****

In a high-end nightclub in Liverpool, Everton players hugged left and right, everyone hugged two girls, except for Tang Zhenglong, who wanted to cry, the bill came, and a night of drinking and eating was counted - 30,000 pounds.

Tang Zhenglong is rich, but he is still a good boy who is diligent and thrifty, and he spent 30,000 pounds in one night, which is still too exaggerated.

"Why don't I run away?"

However, his teammates had already taken precautions and sent two central defenders, Lescott and Yabo, to sit on both sides of Tang Zhenglong on the left and right, and he couldn't run away if he wanted to.

The "Smiling Tiger" manager is here again.

"Which one is going to pay the bill?"

"Him!"

Everyone pointed to Tang Zhenglong.

The manager walked up to Tang Zhenglong.

"Can I swipe my card?"

"Of course."

"Give."

After a while, the manager returned.

"Sir, this card can't be swiped."

"Oh, let's change this one."

After a while, the manager came back again, "Sir, this card still can't be swiped." ”

The golfers began to roll their eyes, Tang Zhenglong played tricks, but everyone was already on guard.

Neville handed the manager a check.

"Use this."

Tang Zhenglong was overjoyed and pretended to be embarrassed on the surface.

"Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with my card."

"It's okay, we agreed with the boss in advance, deduct it from your salary, Don, your salary at the end of the month will be 30,000 pounds less."