Chapter 502: Mu Shuai is re-employed

"Jose Mourinho is on the verge of becoming Inter Milan manager." - Milan Sport Newspaper.

This bombshell news quickly swept across the continent of Europa.

Jose Mourinho had competed with Pep Guardiola for the Barcelona position after leaving Chelsea, but in the end, Barcelona chose Pep Guardiola.

Just when everyone was speculating about where Mu Shuai's next station would be, the news came at the right time.

Although there has been no official announcement yet, neither Inter Milan nor Mu Shuai has denied it, which looks very reliable, and Mu Shuai was also photographed in Milan.

*****

On a luxury yacht off the coast of Naples.

Inter Milan's owner, Italian oil tycoon Moratti, is having a drink with Jose Mourinho.

Mancini is already in the past tense.

And Mourinho is the future of the team.

The two have to discuss the future of the team.

After Juventus' "phonegate", Inter Milan dominated, the domestic league has been trampled underfoot, Moratti's ambitions have also moved to the Champions League, and Inter Milan has not won the Champions League trophy for more than 40 years.

This is the trophy Moratti craves the most.

Inter Milan in the new century also spends money like the top giants, and top stars such as Ronaldo and Vieri have also been part of the team.

But so much money brings so many stars, in the end, it is like a drift, and you can't even see a splash, and before the phone call, it is difficult for Inter Milan to win a league title.

Look back at the Apennine mainland from a yacht.

"José, this land was born for football, remember the era of the Grand International?"

"Mr. President, you want to win the Champions League."

"Hehe, I know you've won the Champions League, that's amazing."

'It's all in the past, and I'm aiming for the next Champions League trophy now.'

Moratti patted Mourinho on the shoulder, "Well, let's make your dreams come true here." ”

"I want it too."

Straight to the point.

"How much transfer budget do you want?"

"It doesn't matter, but I want to be alone."

"Let me guess, is it Barcelona's Messi?"

Mourinho smiled and shook his head.

Moratti was stunned, who could it be?

"Who's that?"

"Tang Zhenglong!"

"Who is Tang Zhenglong?"

Moratti usually only focuses on top stars in Serie A and around the world, and as for the rest, he really doesn't know.

It's like when playing "Football Manager", many demons are actually very popular in Europe, but they have never heard of it in China.

Mourinho briefly introduced that Moratti has more zou lines on his forehead.

"Still Asian?"

In Moratti's impression, only Hidetoshi Nakata has succeeded in Serie A in Asians, and he can only be regarded as second-rate, where is this Tang Zhenglong?

"José, are you serious? Are you going to sign an Asian, and it's a high price to buy? ”

"That's right, Tang Zhenglong and Chelsea's liquidated damages are £60 million."

Moratti almost spit the wine out of his mouth.

60 million?

Even if he erased a zero, he didn't want to spend so much money for an Asian.

Seeing that Moratti was silent, Mourinho offered to join him for an Everton game this weekend.

"It's easy, go on my private jet."

"Okay."

*****

"Who is Moratti?"

"Don, are you an idiot? Moratti is Italy's Tycoon and the president of Inter Milan. ”

Raiola really wanted to get along the phone line from the other end of the phone, and then tugged at Tang Zhenglong's ear, telling him to watch more football and less movies in neighboring countries that two people can finish.

Tang Zhenglong was stunned for a moment, "Does that have anything to do with me?" He's not my godfather. ”

Raiola almost died of anger.

'Well, Jose has revealed a little bit to me, he's going to sneak into Everton this weekend and you're going to have to play a little bit better.'

Tang Zhenglong kind of understood.

"You mean Inter are going to buy me?"

"Not necessarily, but one more one to raise the price, that's a good thing for us, Inter Milan is also a giant."

"Okay, I got it."

"Remember, you have to behave well."

These words made Tang Zhenglong unhappy.

"Mino, when am I having a bad time?"

Raiola was stunned.

"I mean don't talk to your opponent, don't stand still, that's unprofessional."

Tang Zhenglong got impatient and hung up the phone.

"Hey, did you hear that? Stinky boy. ”

"Holy! How dare you hang up on me, believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up on Philiverpool? ”

*****

Goodison Park.

In the 29th round of the Premier League, Everton hosted Fulham.

"Mr. President, let me introduce you to Tang Zhenglong, this guy has scored 48 goals this season, this efficiency is terrifying, and he is also the most goalscoring in the European season."

Moratti looked at it.

"But I don't think he's a little lazy and doesn't run much."

“……”

Mourinho was embarrassed: "He's a striker of chance like Inzaghi, and when he runs, he scores. ”

At the mention of Inzaghi, Moratti immediately understood.

There are only a few types of strikers, Inzaghi has a chance type, Vieira has a crushing type, and Ronaldo has a speed type.

Soon, though, Moratti was dumbfounded again.

"Look, why is he still talking to the opposition defenders? That's not the case with Inzaghi. ”

Mourinho saw that Tang Zhenglong was chatting with the opposing defender, not that Inzaghi was not like this, but that no one in the world except Tang Zhenglong would be like this.

In fact, Tang Zhenglong has rarely chatted recently, but the other party's defender Alan Hughes is too friendly and took the initiative to talk to him.

*****

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to like Astro Boy too, and I like it too."

Alain Hughes looks like he's big and big, but he likes to watch anime.

"Let me tell you, our country's "Gourd Baby" is better."

"What is a gourd baby?"

Tang Zhenglong began to tell the story.

Alain Hughes was fascinated.

"Then I'll have to look for it."

"Definitely! You won't regret it. ”

At this moment, Alain Xius and Tang Zhenglong felt cold at the back of their necks at the same time, as if they were being stared at by something, and turned their heads to see that it was the referee.

"What are you doing?"

"Talk...... Football. ”

The referee doesn't care so much, one person has a yellow card.

Tang Zhenglong is stupid, this referee is very turtle, he shows yellow cards when chatting, and he doesn't let people live.

*****

Moratti wanted to hit his head on the seat in front of him, what kind of stupidity did he make to come here to watch the game?

"Jose, this guy actually got a yellow card for chatting, don't tell me you want me to spend 60 million pounds to sign him?"

"Jose, it's not easy for my dad to make some money and pass it on to me, you can't do this to me."

Mourinho was also dumbfounded, could it be that the dead fat man didn't make it clear to Tang Zhenglong?