Chapter 48: Blind talk after drinking

"Sir, do you need me to translate it for you?" A nice female voice suddenly rang in Don En's ear.

Tang En was startled, and was even more surprised when he saw clearly who the woman was lying in his ear and whispering softly.

"Chris!"

The person who bent down and lay in front of him, with a somewhat ambiguous posture was Chris Gronia who had not seen for a while.

"Hello, Tony, we're meeting again." Gronia saw Donn turning her face, stood up and stretched out her hand to him.

Now, Tang En finally couldn't see the scenery inside her low-cut shirt.

"Why are you dressing so professionally today?" Tang En's first sentence was not to ask hello, but to ask Gronia's dress.

Gronia laughed: "It turns out that Mr. Tang En is looking here." She also deliberately straightened her chest.

Tang En stood up a little embarrassedly, and couldn't sit and talk to the woman standing by himself, right? "I can't blame me, Chris. People's eyes will always be unknowingly focused on a prominent point..."

Chris smiled and sat down: "Please sit down, Tony."

Tang En also sat down again with her: "Why are you here?"

"Ac Milan Club invites me to come..." Gronia pointed to the stadium below, "discuss the matter of shooting a commemorative album for Dmitrio Albertini. It's because of you, Tony."

"Because of me?" Tang En didn't understand.

"Do you remember the character topic I made for you? People in AC Milan were very interested in me after reading this. They wanted to give Albertini a retirement gift, and they came up with this idea.

But it’s much easier than taking it for you. My job is to recombinate and edit the video materials provided by the Milan Club.”

Tang En snorted: "What a cheap gift." There was another sentence he didn't say - compared to the gift I prepared.

"You are still the same, Tony." Gronia said with a smile, "always look very arrogant and awesome. Sometimes it's really annoying..."

Gronia didn't really hate it when she said this.

"Then do you hate me?"

Gronia looked at Don Eun. This face made her disgusted. She smiled and shook her head: "No, after seeing those hypocritical faces too much, I suddenly think that arrogance like you is more cute."

Tang En smiled and then found another question: "Since you are an invited guest from the AC Milan Club, why are you here? You shouldn't be there..." Tang En pointed to the location of the main stand.

"...is there? Why did you get here? It feels like you're exiled."

"So, did you get exiled Tony?"

Don En shrugged: "I wasn't the other party welcome from the beginning, right? I only had a verbal fight with AC Milan last summer. I was able to sit here just because Demi and I have a better personal relationship.

What about you? You and AC Milan won’t have a grudge, right?”

"No. I told them that in order to observe the game quietly and prepare for work, I need a quiet place. So... I just didn't expect you to be here too."

"It seems we are really destined to be." Tang En smiled.

Now there are only two people in this small box, he and Gronia. They can talk without any scruples, regardless of what eyes the people around them will look at them. The atmosphere is very subtle, a bit embarrassing, but a little excited.

After realizing that there were only two of them in the room, Tang En and Gronia were both silent for a moment. This silence seemed to be a torture, and Tang En took the lead in breaking it.

"Uh, Chris...how are you in the United States?"

"Fortunately, my career is going well. I have a relationship with Europe. Hollywood also needs the European market."

"Haha, I really want to congratulate you. Will you develop in the United States in the future?"

"Not it, run on both sides, thanks for the developed traffic." Gronia shrugged. Then she glanced at Tangen, and an arc suddenly curved out of the corner of her mouth. "Do you miss me, Tony?"

This "frivolous" woman! Tang En laughed and scolded in his heart. "Of course I think I have not seen my friend for many days, so I will definitely miss you."

"Just...friend?"

"We are not friends, what else can we be?" Tang En shrugged. Of course he could hear Gronia's implicit meaning, but this meaning is very dangerous.

He couldn't figure out whether this woman was serious about herself or just a joking among her friends, not to mention that although Gronia was beautiful, she was also a smart woman.

But... it's so smart. Tang En doesn't like a woman who is smarter than himself on his pillow for a long time. He has a bit of a chauvinistic tendency for big men and doesn't like strong women, such as Gronia and Tang Jing.

The difference between these two women is that Gronia is smarter than Tang Jing and knows how to pretend to be smart, so that she doesn't look so arrogant, but can win the favor of men. And Tang Jing may be because she is younger.

She was too sharp. While she was making herself stand out, her light also stung many people who wanted to get close to her. This led to no one daring to get close to her anymore.

Gronia was indeed smart. Seeing that Tang En deliberately avoided this topic, she stopped continuing. She just pointed to the following: "Here I'm here."

Tang En's attention instantly reached the court. Sure enough, all preparations were made in the middle of the court, and a retractable shed was also extended in the corridor in a corner of the court.

There were many people around the exit, and the live broadcast was already motivating the emotions of the fans. Then he began to report the names that were once famous for more than ten years ago, each of which could be exchanged for thunderous cheers.

The two people in the box stopped talking and watched quietly as the former heroes returned to the green field.

Albertini was the last one to come out, holding his son, smiling, wearing a red and black sword shirt on the turf of San Siro at one time.

At this moment, Albertini is the number 4 of AC Milan again.

There is nothing to say about farewell to the tournament. If you want to watch the fierce confrontation here, you will come to the wrong place. As the AC Milan Club said in the publicity: This is a gathering of old friends.

So everyone is here to play, be happy the most, and the outcome is secondary. Albertini took the lead in breaking the goal of the Barcelona veterans with his best free kick.

Later, Basten also scored the goal, which caused a huge cheer in San Siro.

In the second half, Albertini still appeared on the court in a red and black sword shirt.

Seeing this scene, Tang En snorted.

It turns out that Galliani and Ancelotti still regard Demi as a member of Milan today? This is really ironic. Demi once begged the club to let him stay here, even if he is a substitute.

But no one satisfied his "humble" request, and he was ruthlessly expelled from Milanello. If it weren't for Donn, he might have gone to Atlanta to end his career. He would have lived in a downstream team in Serie A.

Now that saying goodbye to this game is done, Tang En feels more like a kind of gift.

Is this a kind of respect that I once begged for and hoped to fight for it for a lifetime, but Is it easy to put it in my hand in an inconsistency farewell match? What is the weight of the Milan jersey worn on Albertini now? How does Albertini feel? Thanks to the club for letting him realize his dream at the last moment? But what's the use? He is retired! After today, he will never have the chance to wear his favorite jersey again! Does he hope to wear it in an exhibition match that doesn't care about the outcome?

“…For a professional player, this is a 'fighter', not a 'fashion'!”

Tang En was a little excited. When he was thinking about this in his heart, his mouth kept squirming silently and muttering. In the end, he couldn't help but say what he was thinking, so that Gronia next to him could hear the gods.

Gronia looked at Tang En from the side with an angry face. She felt that the man was so charming when he got angry... No wonder his players could be incited by his words and fought to the death.

He never hides his emotions, and he shows them so bluntly whether he is happy or angry. This is very different from the hypocritical man Gronia has come into contact with.

They always look like a gentlemanly gentleman in front of you. Who knows whether your eyes are staring at your thighs or your chest? Maybe they even think how wonderful it would be if they rolled in the bed with you.

Tang En would not do this. He would admit his dirty thoughts in his heart. He was really a villain. So most people don’t like him. But Gronia is one of the few.

The second half is not over yet, and there are more than twenty minutes left before Don En's memory when Albertini said goodbye in front of all the fans, but Don En no longer wants to watch it. He suddenly felt unhappy.

So he got up from his seat.

Gronia asked, "Where are you going? Tony."

"I'm so sorry that I can't accompany you, Chris. I think I should go back to Nottingham."

"The game is not over..." Gronia pointed below.

Tang En squeezed out a smile: "It's not the final of an important game, and I don't know the ending in less than the last second. What's important about this kind of game is not the result.

It's the process..." He glanced at the bottom, "And, I'm so sentimental. I'm afraid that when I see Demi say goodbye, I will cry in front of you. That won't work, I want face."

Gronia knew that Don was lying and making excuses, but she didn't point it out.

"Then I'll send you down..." She thought of getting up, but Tang En pressed her shoulder.

"No need. Keep working."

Under Gronia's gaze, Tang En turned around and went out.

Don En, who left the door, did not feel nostalgic and put on his sunglasses. He hurriedly left the brightly lit San Siro Stadium in the night, and he was going to take the last flight back to England. Originally, Albertini hoped that they would go back to Nottingham the next morning.

But now Tang En has changed his mind temporarily.

While waiting at the airport, I estimated that the game should have ended. Donn sent a text message to Albertini, then turned off his cell phone and prepared to board the plane.

Albertini only saw this text message when he returned home very late. He had been with his friends before, and then he had social engagements.

It was already very late to get home. The child had already fallen asleep with his wife. When he was about to take a bath, he took out his phone and found that there was a text message that was not viewed.

"I'll go back first, Demi. But I'll give you a really wonderful farewell game. It's not time to say goodbye to this stadium! Tony Don."

Looking at the text message in his hand, Albertini tilted his head and chuckled.

He agreed with Tang En's last words - it was not time to say goodbye to this stadium. He had half a season left, so he just said goodbye to AC Milan tonight, not to say goodbye to the football stadium.

Anyway, he is now a Nottingham Forest player. He has a contract with the Forest team, and he must fulfill this contract and say goodbye.

But in fact, he didn't have any farewell match. Today is enough, and he can easily satisfy himself.

I wanted to reply to a message to thank the boss for his care, but looking at the time, Tang En had returned to Nottingham and was about to rest, so I'd better forget it. Anyway, I'm going to participate in team training tomorrow afternoon. Thank you in person.

Albertini put his cell phone on the table and walked into the bathroom.

He did not exit the text message content interface, and the mobile phone screen flashed with faint blue light in the dim room. It took him a while to gradually fade away.

Albertini guessed wrongly. Although Don was in Nottingham at this moment, he did not go to rest. He went to Kenny Burns' Forest Bar. Since he stayed with Don, he has gone to this bar more times.

"Sorry, it's closed... Tony?" Burns was a little surprised when he saw Done push the door and enter. "Shouldn't you be in Milan?"
To be continued...