Madrid, or that high-end restaurant.

Robert Iger held his head high.

Tang Zhenglong was a little embarrassed, but Saul and Johnson were polite.

"Two, since you are here to negotiate, let's bring some sincerity."

Robert Iger said, "What else is there to talk about? See you in court. ”

Tang Zhenglong Khan died, Lao Tzu still has to play the World Cup, how can I have so much time to spend with you?

Tang Zhenglong smiled: "Robert, do you think this will work?" I'm also a movie star, and I can help you make movies for free. ”

Burst.

"You've made a movie?"

"That's right, "One Ball Fame"."

"What happened to that movie? Is there a loss for death? ”

“……”

"The box office is very good, and they are ready to continue to ask me to participate in the sequel."

Robert Iger's three views were trampled on.

"No!!"

"That'...... I'll do it for you, free of charge. ”

"No, I don't."

"That'...... Do you have any daughters? I can accompany her for free. ”

Saul stomped Tang Zhenglong hard under the table.

"Why are you stepping on me?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Thor spoke, "Robert, do you think this will work?" Tang Zhenglong will show the Disney logo after scoring in the next round of La Liga to help you promote, you must know that Real Madrid's influence in the world is second only to the Yankees. ”

"If the Yankees helped you do propaganda for free, would you refuse?"

As soon as these words came out, Robert Iger was moved.

He is a businessman, and he still puts profit first.

"Hmph, can you call the shots about this kind of thing?"

Robert Iger thought to himself: "This kind of thing also needs to be spoken by the Real Madrid owner, Tang Zhenglong is just a player." ”

"The ......"

Saul told Tang Zhenglong and Florentino's granddaughter about it.

"So he just talks to his girlfriend."

Robert Iger was stunned, "Shameless!! ”

"Well, I'll wait and see, if you can't do it at the weekend, then I'll make it impossible for you to go to the World Cup."

“……”

*****

"Impossible!! You're messing around!! Do you really think Real Madrid is your family? Florentino said angrily.

"Boss, I can't settle this matter."

"If you can't settle the situation, you're still causing trouble?"

“……”

"Boss, just show the logo, it's nothing, right?"

"Do you know why FIFA forbade players to strip to celebrate? It's just that a lot of players carry private goods. ”

“……”

"It's absolutely not going to work, we'll be punished by La Liga."

"I warn you, don't mess around."

"Woohoo."

"Don't put on a pitiful look on me, it's useless to me."

******

"Don, your sacrifice is too big, isn't it?" Linda laughed.

"It's fake."

"You mean you're going to fake tattoos?"

"That's right."

"But journalists aren't idiots."

"Who says journalists aren't idiots?"

“……”

Tang Zhenglong's wishful thinking was to go to a tattoo parlor, and then he was photographed, the reporter asked, what are you tattooing, Tang Zhenglong rolled up his sleeves, Mickey Mouse.

FIFA can't ban players from showing tattoos, right?

"Hahaha, isn't my plan perfect?"

"I feel like you're being idiotic about your plan."

"Cut!!"

*****

In a tattoo parlor in Madrid, Tang Zhenglong is picking a style.

"Don, you're a superstar, I'll give you a tattoo for free."

The tattoo artist is a beautiful woman named Nairobi.

Because tattoo artists generally don't show people by their real names, they are usually just nicknames.

"Have any other stars been here?"

"Of course, but I'm not going to give out their information."

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

"I've got it covered."

"I'll look at the pattern."

The tattoo artist took the phone and looked at it, dumbfounded.

"Mickey Mouse?"

"That's right."

“……”

Generally, the tattoo of a player is a myth, or some totem, and the abbreviation of the name of the family, but the tattoo of Mickey Mouse is the first time I have encountered it.

"Don, are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Good...... bar. ”

"I have one more request."

"What?"

"Can you draw it for me, and it will last for two weeks."

……

"Don, are you making fun of me?"

……

"Don, what the hell do you want to do?"

Tang Zhenglong had black lines on his forehead.

"You're really 100% not going to give away your customers' **?"

"It's my work ethic."

"Okay, I'll tell you."

******

"Tang Zhenglong came out, what do you guess his tattoo is?"

"Girlfriend's name?"

"Girlfriend? Which one? ”

"Hahaha."

Everyone laughed.

"It should be Fermina, after all, this girl belongs to the Florentino family."

Everyone gathered around.

"Don, why did you suddenly remember to get a tattoo?"

"Give yourself a good wish before the World Cup."

"Can you show us the pattern?"

Tang Zhenglong rolled up his sleeves and revealed his tattoos.

Everyone looked stupid.

"Mickey Mouse !!"

"Don, you're really childlike, there's Donald Duck on your right arm?"

"No, just one side."

“……”

Someone remembered that after the match with Almeria, some players said that Mickey Mouse apparitions were a joke at the time, could it be true?

"Don, is Mickey Mouse really your god of luck?"

“……”

Tang Zhenglong stammered: "Yes...... Ah, can't you? ”

"I'm going to score goals at the weekend and show my domineering tattoos."

"Mickey Mouse?"

"Domineering?"

"Is there a dime between the two?"

*****

"The ball is in, will Tang Zhenglong show his tattoo as agreed? It's said to be interesting. ”

Tang Zhenglong ran to the sidelines and rolled up his sleeves.

"Hahaha."

The audience burst into laughter.

"Tang Zhenglong is such an interesting person, he actually tattooed cartoon patterns on his body."

At the end of the game, Saul called.

"How? This time you should be satisfied, right? ”

"Robert Iger just called, and he was furious."

“……”

"Americans are so hard to serve, what's wrong?"

He said that the form of tattoo did not match Disney's brand image.

“……”

"Do you think that's good?"

"What?"

"You let him die!"

Tang Zhenglong hung up the phone, and then took a cloth to wipe his tattoo.

Marcelo saw it.

"Can you wipe this tattoo?"

"Nonsense, could it be that I really tattooed this pit on me?"

“……”

Tang Zhenglong wiped it and found that the effect was not good, and then rubbed some saliva on it.

The teammate vomited.

"I'm going to throw up first."

“……”

"What a fuss!!"

*******

Allianz Arena in Munich.

Manuel Pellegrini watched the game quietly, Bayern Munich, one of the top giants in Europe.

Although Bayern don't buy big names, their strength is obvious to all.

If Pellegrini wants to be on the stage of the final, he must beat Bayern Munich.

He glanced at Van Gaal, an old man who was not easy to deal with.