The score was 2-2 in the second half.

Grant replaced "African Joey Yung" Essien for Ballack and continued to defend Tang Zhenglong, and in the case of locking Tang Zhenglong, neither side scored again, and the score remained 2-2.

A draw left the suspense for the second leg.

Grant and Moyes briefly shook hands before leaving the pitch.

Barak rubbed his nose, it hurt so much, so he remembered what Tang Zhenglong did to him in the game.

"Teammates, I have an idea, shall we invite Tang Zhenglong to drink?"

"Why?"

The Barak thief laughed, "When he's drunk, we'll take some pictures and stay." ”

What does a man look like when he's drunk? Everyone knows this.

"Hahaha, okay."

Tang Zhenglong was about to leave, someone patted himself, turned his head and saw that it was Barak.

"Michael, what's the matter?"

Ballack smiled: "Don, you are from Chelsea, you are also our team-mate, this time in London, we want to invite you to dinner. ”

"The best three-Michelin-starred restaurant in London, do you want to go?"

Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "You guys will be so kind? ”

Barak continued: "The restaurant had a minimum spend of £5,000 a night. ”

I'll it.

The minimum consumption means that you go in and sit down, even if it is just to drink a glass of water, you will get so much money, and the minimum consumption of 5,000 pounds is sky-high, so if you eat enough, you can't jump 50,000.

Tang Zhenglong has a good habit, he will never refuse to take advantage of things, because it is a waste.

Shame on wasting!!

"Okay!!"

"Come with me and get in my car."

"Wait a minute, I'll send a text message to the boss to ask for a leave."

******

Underground car park at Stamford Bridge, on Everton's bus.

"What about Tang Zhenglong?"

"Probably...... Diarrhea? ”

Moyes looked unhappy.

That's when the text message came.

"Boss, I have something to do, go back later, you guys go first, I love you!"

……

……

"What's wrong? David. ”

"See for yourself."

Alan looked at the text message and said with a smile: "Tang is still quite polite. ”

Moyers Khan, "What kind of brain circuit are you?" ”

"Let's go!"

*****

When he came to the restaurant, Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, these people didn't order a few dishes, they were all wine, was this a restaurant or a nightclub?

Tang Zhenglong smiled dryly: "Can we eat something first?" ”

Barak laughed, "What to eat, drink!" If it's a man, drink it. ”

"Okay."

Tang Zhenglong drank a few glasses, and then the Chelsea people began to take turns to persuade them to drink.

'In a few months, Don will be back at Chelsea and I'm so excited, come on, let's have a drink.'

Carvalho, Essien, Malouda, Joe Cole, and Little Wright, these people took turns to persuade Tang Zhenglong to drink.

"I see, these people are going to get me drunk."

"What can I do about this?"

At this time, the system spoke: "Master, you can ask for help from the system." ”

“……”

"What? Can this also help? ”

"You can spend 500 points for a thousand cups without getting drunk."

"Why are there so many skills now?"

"You've been upgraded, and now you're a two-star player."

Tang Zhenglong was stunned, this system is really getting more and more cute.

"Redeem!"

Barak gave his teammates a look, and everyone continued to pour wine on Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong, who had exchanged a thousand cups of wine here, drank like drinking water, but he was curious about what these people were trying to do?

So Tang Zhenglong began to pretend to be drunk.

"No, no."

When Barak saw that it was almost over, he began to probe.

"Don, how many girlfriends have you had?"

"Dozens."

Barak looked excited, haha, he was really drunk, so he took out the camera.

Tang Zhenglong chuckled in his heart, these people originally wanted to record their ugly appearance after getting drunk, what a TMD thief.

"Don, what do you think of David Moyes?"

"I think he's a second-rate coach in the Premier League."

"Haha."

"Then who do you think is worse Moyes or Grant?"

Just when Barak was expecting Tang Zhenglong to say something exciting, Tang Zhenglong suddenly stopped talking.

"Aren't you drunk yet?"

Barak took the wine.

"Don, keep drinking."

"If you don't drink it, you won't drink it yourself."

Barak Khan, "Okay, I'll drink it too." ”

"I won't drink unless you drink two glasses and I drink one."

Barak thought to himself, this guy is almost hanging, two cups is just two cups.

"Okay, I'm happy today, I'll accompany you."

The result was two cups and two cups, Tang Zhenglong just wasn't drunk, this ......

Barak gave his teammates a look, and let the rest of the people get on, he was almost hanging.

Tang Zhenglong pretended to be crazy and stupid, always giving people the feeling that he was about to hang up after another drink, but he just couldn't hang up.

In the end, everyone in the whole room was drunk except for Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong picked up the camera, and a wanton smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Michael, what kind of person do you think Grant is?"

"He's just a piece of waste, hehe, nothing will happen, he will just yell and scare us, he thinks we are really afraid of him, unless he can lead the team to win the Champions League, he will definitely get out next season."

"Wow, it's so exciting, this thing can blackmail Barak for a lifetime."

The opportunity is rare, and Tang Zhenglong gives everyone a chance to spit out the truth.

*****

At 11 p.m., the waiter pushed Barak.

Barak woke up in a daze.

"Where is this?"

"Sir, this is the restaurant, and we're closing soon."

Balakho stood up suddenly, and he remembered that everyone had come to dinner with Tang Zhenglong, planning to get him drunk and get some fierce material.

But...... What about Tang Zhenglong?

Barak asked the waiter, "Hello, what about the other young man who came with us?" The Asian. ”

"He left two hours ago, and he asked me to give this to you."

Barak took it, and there was a phone number and a sentence written on the paper, "I've taken the camera, if you want to know what I've filmed, call me." ”

"Fuck you!!"

Barak woke up the crowd, settled the bill, and went home.

When he got home, he called Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang Zhenglong!! What the hell are you doing? ”

"Don't worry, give me an email address, I'll show you something."

After a while, Tang Zhenglong sent a video to Barak's mailbox, and Barak looked at it, and his whole body was wooden.

Not only is he open-mouthed, but at the end of the video, he and African Joey Yung are mouth-to-mouth.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and throw up first."

"Haha."

Barak came back to his senses.

"Don, you'll destroy it after you read it, right?"

"Is it possible?"

Barak had a sense of foreboding.

"I'm going to sell the video to The Sun and they're bidding £200,000."

……

Barak felt his face swollen.