"The Chinese team won the first match of the World Cup, a historical breakthrough!!" - Chinese media.

"South Korea - Asia's No. 1 Brother, Wins Beautifully" - "Seoul Sports News"

"Japan won the first battle, but the road ahead is still not easy" - "The Yomiuri Shimbun"

World Cup first round.

For the first time, three Asian teams won, and only Australia lost to Germany.

Although they all win, the media styles of the three countries are completely different.

Japan is more cautious. After all, their opponents behind are the Netherlands and Denmark, but South Korea is different.

It's just that they beat Greece, and the Koreans are so proud.

Moreover, the Korean media is so stupid that every time they praise themselves, they have to step down on China and Japan.

"South Korea defeated Greece with a beautiful offense, but the Chinese team put all 11 people in front of the goal and defeated Brazil."

"The Chinese team is not 11 players, but 11 sandbags."

After Park Sung-heon finished writing, he was very proud.

"11 sandbags, haha, I'm such a genius, this metaphor is so wonderful."

Then the Korean headquarters called.

"Chengxian, you did a good job. Your article has been well received in China."

"President, this is what I should do, and I just told the truth."

"Very good, very good, but the Chinese team's victory over Brazil is also a big event. I ask you to interview the Chinese team and then write a report."

"no problem."

Putting down the phone, Park Sung-hyun chuckled and said, "The report on the Chinese team still requires me to go there in person? The president is really funny."

Opening his laptop, Park Sung-hyun typed on the keyboard, and soon a line of words appeared on the screen - deceitful Chinese players, things you don't know about Tang Zhenglong in Europe.

*******

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, which was already morning in China, Zhu Guanghu's cell phone rang on the bedside table.

"Hey, leader, what's wrong?"

"Director Zhu, I shouldn't have bothered you, but there's something big going on."

"What's up?"

The leader of the Football Association paused and said, "It's up to you to see for yourself."

Zhu Guanghu turned on the computer and looked dumbfounded.

Only a few hours later, the Internet was in a quarrel, and the cause was an article by South Korean reporter Park Sung-heon.

If what is said in the article is true, then Tang Zhenglong can be said to be the scum of scum, and it would be easy to fire him.

Hang up the computer and take off your glasses.

The hand holding the glasses is shaking a little.

Zhu Guanghu also knew that Tang Zhenglong was a bit naughty, but that was limited to joking and fooling around, but these were badass behaviors that went beyond fooling around.

Zhu Guanghu was going to talk to Tang Zhenglong immediately.

*******

"Boss, this Korean stick is nonsense. I didn't get a big German girl's belly when I was 18."

"I didn't deceive the club either."

"I've never been a cowherd."

…

Zhu Guanghu was sweating on his forehead.

"Don't worry, if Koreans slander you, the Football Association will support you."

"Thank you, boss."

"The most important thing now is to hold a news conference to clarify immediately."

"clarify?"

Tang Zhenglong shook his head.

"how?"

"Boss, this kind of thing cannot be explained clearly. Korean thieves are here. For example, he slandered me as a cowherd. How can I clarify?"

"Besides, I'm so handsome, so many people think I rely on my appearance to make a living."

puff.

Zhu Guanghu thought to himself: "How long has it been since this happened, and you are still in the mood to brag?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"Boss, can you give me some funds for the activities?"

"Want money?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

"How many?"

"One million euros."

"roll!"

"..."

"Then 100,000?"

"I'll apply, what do you want to do?"

"I want to find someone."

"who?"

"You'll know tomorrow."

****

2002 World Cup, quarter-finals between South Korea and Italy.

This can be said to be the ugliest scene in the history of the World Cup. Ecuadorian referee Moreno made at least three misjudgments, ruining Italy's path to promotion.

After that game, Moreno was expelled from FIFA and even received death threats. He was completely disgraced and became synonymous with black whistles.

Sol found someone who came to Ecuador, found Moreno, and dropped a check for 100,000 euros.

For people like Moreno, no amount of money is enough for him to spend. The money given by the Koreans back then was all spent long ago. When he saw the check, his eyes turned green.

"What are the conditions?"

"Tell me what happened in 2002."

Moreno chuckled.

"Don't be kidding, this is not about money. I have seen ten times more money."

"What are you afraid of?"

Moreno made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Do you know how easy it is to kill a guy in Ecuador?"

Saul's agent smiled slightly.

"Did you know that there is a very powerful country in the world now called China?"

"of course I know."

"You can go to China and live in conditions a hundred times better than here. The condition is that you accept an interview with "Kicker" and tell what happened back then."

As soon as these words came out, Moreno was tempted. If he could live in China, it would be much better than living in Ecuador.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. He is the boss behind this matter."

The man handed over the phone and Moreno looked at it. The person in the photo was smiling very coquettishly.

"Okay." Moreno accepted the check.

*******

Claudia asked seriously: "Mr. Moreno, you should understand that what you are saying now is not a joke."

"I'm not kidding, the Koreans gave me money and I helped them destroy Italy."

Claudia's palms were sweating. Even though she was a well-informed reporter, this matter was still too big.
To be continued...