Chapter 587

"I wipe! What's the situation? "

As soon as an Su Dong came back to the dressing room, he found that all the people were gone. He didn't know where Wang Weijie had gone.

What he didn't know was that in order to avoid the siege of the mainstream media, Wang Weijie had already changed their clothes and ran from the small door of the gymnasium, leaving an Sudong, who finally came back, standing alone in the dressing room.

He looked around to make sure that all the people had gone, and then he changed his clothes.

After winning the competition, they abandoned the boss and ran away by themselves. These guys are also very ungrateful.

An Su Dong in the heart row abdomen, even if is playing the soy sauce in the stadium, but this big half day passes, seeing the sunset, the stomach is hungry.

I wanted to celebrate with them, but now it's unnecessary.

However, if you come to Los Angeles and don't eat an authentic western food, it's not in vain.

M country's western restaurant is also very famous in the world, second only to the romantic capital of France. Unfortunately, this world football match is not in France, otherwise you can eat the Best Western food in the world.

Although no one celebrates with him, it can't obliterate an Sudong's determination to taste the top Western food.

He searched the Internet with his mobile phone and found out that the most famous western restaurant in Los Angeles is Jessie restaurant.

With a clear goal, he went to Jesse's restaurant alone without hesitation.

Jesse restaurant, which is the most famous five star restaurant in Losangeles, Michelin 3-star chef is the chef, regardless of the style of decoration, or the style and name of dishes, are very romantic.

Ansu Dong went up to the second floor and sat close to the window. On the platform in the middle of the second floor, there was a jazz band playing soothing music. The atmosphere was elegant and quiet. With the soothing music notes, everyone who came here for dinner was very relaxed.

"What would you like to eat, sir?"

As soon as he sat down, a sweet looking blonde came over and slightly bowed to reveal her white chest.

An Su East brain mends, this if strip bare should have how magnificent.

I've known for a long time that Western women's figure is better than that of Oriental women, but it's easy for a little waiter to have such a chest device. It's really a feast for an Sudong's eyes.

Looking at such a sweet and hot beauty, an Sudong ordered some of the most famous dishes in Jesse's restaurant, and then watched the beauty leave.

It's really big and round. It's a pity to be a waiter.

An Sudong sighed in his heart and looked around without boredom.

Today is the first day of the World League, so people all over the world pay close attention to football. At this time, it has become a mainstream topic of conversation, especially the match between Penglai football team of China and Peninsula team of island country.

This is a historical miracle. The depressed Chinese football team won the peninsula team miraculously, which is destined to become a hot topic. Many people can be heard talking about it in the restaurant.

"If you want me to say that, it's luck, or it's a match fixing. Do you really believe that the Chinese people's bad feet can win the peninsula team?"

A white man with a big beard said with a positive face: "so I say, Huaxia does not know what good it has given Japan this year to let their team play in the World League."

A blonde couldn't listen. She pushed her golden glasses on her face and said, "don't forget that there are serious historical problems between Huaxia and the island countries. Do you think they can reach an agreement?"

"Yes, the problem left by history is the hatred between the two nations. I think that Penglai team is really not simple."

"Grass A black man threw his cup on the ground, stood up and yelled: "it's not easy to be a son of a bitch. What's more, it's kicking a fake ball, which makes me lose millions. If I meet a member of Penglai team, I'll be the first to crush him!"

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The noise obscured the music, and the elegant restaurant became rude.

Football is originally a hot sport, the topic is entangled in football, the atmosphere naturally has become tense, like a fiery explosive.

Ansudong listened to the comments around him, but he didn't pay attention at all. The camera of the whole match was almost aimed at fan Xi, looking at his usually serious elder martial brother dancing on the court. There were few long cameras for them and other players.

Perhaps in the view of the media, Penglai team can win, thanks to No. 8 player, the other 10 players, is free access to watch the game, there is no value to interview.

So Antoine didn't worry about being recognized.

At this time, an Sudong's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Strange number, an Su Dong does not feel that he has such a good friend.

But in M country, there are still people who call him for sales promotion. An Sudong doesn't believe it, and people don't like it. He's not a local. If he sells a foreign product, a fool will buy it.

"Who is it?"

Ansudong looked up and saw a waiter bring up the steak. He motioned to put it on the table.

"It's me."

Zhang Baichuan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I want to meet you."

An Sudong's Penglai team cost him a million dollars. Many friends bet on him, but they lost all their money.

Originally, he was active in Los Angeles and New York, two big cities. Over the years, he has dealt well with the local gangs. He bought the peninsula team, but he fooled the local Veron of Los Angeles to bet with them. Now that he has lost, the Veron will be cruel. If the money doesn't come back, he won't want to leave Los Angeles alive.

An Sudong has a good memory, but he doesn't know what this guy is doing when he calls himself.

"Oh, brother Zhang, I want to thank you. I made ten million dollars. I'll invite you to dinner later."

Pooh!

Zhang Baichuan is going to kill him and let him invite himself to dinner?

Either the boy's head was kicked by the donkey, or his own head was flooded with water, and it was probably broken.

"See him!"

A black man put a knife in his hand around Zhang Baichuan's neck and threatened, "hurry up!"

Zhang Baichuan was sweating and nodded, "an... Mr. an, I want to meet you. Why do you want to treat me to a good meal?"

"Well, I'm at Jesse's now." He looked around, "I'm eating here alone. You can just come over and invite you to Western food."

"Good!" Zhang Baichuan quickly agreed.

It's a godsend.

If an Sudong can promise, he will be saved. Otherwise, he will be detained here and killed.

"OK, I'll be right there and study the next team by the way. You wait for me and I'll be there soon." Then he hung up.