Paris, France.

In the headquarters of France Football magazine, reporters are busy, and in the editor-in-chief's office, the editor-in-chief, Ernaux, has a headache.

This matter dates back to a few years ago, because of the selection of the Golden Ball, "French Football" and Tang Zhenglong formed a bond.

Since then, "French Football" and Tang Zhenglong have announced each other's bans.

Tang Zhenglong is not included in the 30-man Ballon d'Or list announced by "French Football" every year, and the latter also said that he would never accept an interview with "French Football".

Tang Zhenglong's original words were - "If the French give me the Golden Globe, then I will immediately throw the trophy in the trash." ”

I thought that people like Tang Zhenglong would not be popular in a few years, and it would be difficult for the wealthy "French Football" to be afraid of Tang Zhenglong?

But Ernaux didn't expect that Tang Zhenglong not only did not have a flash in the pan, but also became stronger and stronger.

If Tang Zhenglong is still not in the 30-man roster for this year's primary election, it will be impossible to say.

But......

Ernaux called his subordinate, Dimon, who was also one of the writers.

"What do you think of Tang Zhenglong?"

Dimon smiled wryly.

"Dilemma."

"There is no Tang Zhenglong in the list, which is very unreasonable, but that guy has made it clear that he will not cooperate with us, and his agent will not answer our calls at all."

Ernaux nodded.

"I really underestimated him back then, I knew this earlier, and I just had to endure it at that time."

"Haha, editor-in-chief, you said at that time that you would block Tang Zhenglong until he died."

Ernohan Khan.

"Who knew he would be so popular later and go to Real Madrid."

Burst.

Ernaux said: "You're going to Monaco next week, aren't you?" ”

"That's right, the Champions League group stage draw."

"Will Tang Zhenglong go?"

Dimon was stunned, "Editor-in-chief, what do you mean?" ”

Ernaux smiled and nodded.

"In such a big place, it shouldn't be difficult to have a chance encounter, right?"

"Hahaha."

"By the way, get Tang Zhenglong's agent, it's the dead fat man, he doesn't want to offend "French Football", right?"

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

******

Monaco, the richest place in the world, is the best adjective for the city.

Gaming, convention and exhibition, and tourism are the pillar industries here.

Of course, some UEFA events are also held here every year, such as the Champions League group stage draw.

There is also a Formula 1 race in Monaco, which is a paradise for the rich.

"Jose, I want that, you buy it for me."

Mourinho looks like a supercar.

"Hehe, Tang Zhenglong, are you my son? Besides, even if it's my son, I can't spend this money. ”

"Stingy."

Tang Zhenglong was drinking coffee in a roadside café, and it felt really pleasant.

"Jose, there are so many beautiful women here."

"Hehe, don't think about it, these beauties are either from a Russian tyrant, or from those oil kings in the Middle East."

"Damn, that's amazing?"

"Don, compared to them, we are not rich people at all."

Tang Zhenglong said with a smile: "I think it's very low to rely on money to make a girl, I rely on my face and sincerity." ”

Burst.

Mourinho almost threw up.

"Jose, the draw will be drawn tomorrow, don't you need to prepare?"

"Prepare what?"

"Like having a meal with the UEFA hierarchy or something."

Mourinho Khan died.

"Do you think I have friends at UEFA?"

Tang Zhenglong thought for a while, "There shouldn't be anyone to be friends with you." ”

Mourinho picked up the iced coffee, "I'm back at the hotel, you can play by yourself." ”

"You settle the bill first."

Mourinho smiled, "Please! ”

“……”

After Mourinho left, Tang Zhenglong scolded - the old fox.

After a while, a middle-aged man sat down opposite Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong was a little unhappy.

"Can you sit somewhere else, there are a lot of empty seats."

The middle-aged man smiled: "What I'm looking for is you, this is my business card." ”

Tang Zhenglong looked at it, Ernaux.

"I'm the editor-in-chief of France Football."

Tang Zhenglong was shocked.

"French football? I don't like French football and I don't want to talk to anyone at this magazine. ”

Ernaux maintains an elegant demeanor.

"Don, that was many years ago, there shouldn't be hatred in the football world, what do you say?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled: "I have a grudge." ”

"Then let's defuse the hatred."

Ernaux snapped his fingers, and the waiter came.

"This gentleman's bill is mine."

"Thank you then."

After Ernaux finished paying the bill, Tang Zhenglong stood up and left, and Ernaux was stunned.

Do you want to be so realistic?

The most hateful thing is that Tang Zhenglong also ordered a few cups of latte takeout.

Dimon walked over and sat down, "How's it going?" Top dog. ”

"This guy is more of a jerk than I thought he would."

"Haha, that's Tang Zhenglong's style."

"I can only talk about it at the venue tomorrow, by the way, has the fat man been contacted?"

"Hmm."

"What are the conditions?"

"I'll write an article touting his Balotelli."

"That's fine."

Ernaux touched his chin, "What's this guy's biggest weakness?" ”

"I like beautiful women."

"Hehe, you immediately find the prettiest girl in our magazine."

"What do you mean? Gerrardina? ”

At the mention of this woman, Ernaux himself was full of crisps, and they all said that she looked a lot like the movie star Sophie Marceau.

"Yes, that's her."

"It's not easy for her to move."

"You tell her to get Tang Zhenglong, and the position of editor-in-chief will be hers in the future."

Dimon Khan.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

******

"Don, you're so nice, and you invited me to coffee." Marcelo's happy look.

Mourinho smiled, "Don, are you wronged?" The coffee there costs 70 euros a cup, do you go back to the hotel to drink it differently? ”

Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "Someone should be wronged." ”

"Hehe, Marcelo and I are good brothers, don't say 70 cups, even if it's 700 yuan a cup, I'll invite him to drink."

Marcelo's heart was moved.

"Don, it's nice to have a friend like you."

"Of course."

That's when Raiola called.

"Fatty."

"Don, have I heard about "French Football", Ernaux was rejected by you?"

"Hehe, it's very well-informed."

"Don, don't you need me to tell you the huge influence of "French football" in Europe, don't you really want to win the Ballon d'Or?"

"It doesn't matter, the World Footballer of the Year is good."

"But now the two awards have been combined."

Tang Zhenglong said with a smile: "Maybe it will be split again in the future, who knows!" ”

Raiola knew Tang Zhenglong's temper.

"Don, if you feel faceless, I can actually be a middleman."

"There's no need, Mino, you don't care about this matter, I'll hang up."

Looking at Marcelo and Mourinho again, the two looked at each other and did not speak.