Huang Kaiwen pulled Mourinho up.
Mourinho's mental state made Huang Kaiwen a bit worried.
After returning to the hotel.
Mourinho further confirmed Huang Kaiwen's worries.
In the past, whenever Mourinho won a match, he would be very happy.
He wasn't always so serious.
But in the hotel restaurant, which they had booked entirely, Mourinho just sat blankly on a chair, deep in thought about something unknown.
"What's up with the boss?"
Terry, holding a beer bottle, nudged Huang Kaiwen with his shoulder and asked.
"I don't know."
Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said.
"I thought something happened at the press conference."
Terry said, "I'm more afraid of this kind of boss than an irritable one. Do you want to go ask him?"
Huang Kaiwen nodded.
He sat down next to Mourinho with two bottles of beer, handing one to him.
Mourinho paused for a moment, then took a big gulp after opening the bottle and asked, "Don't you not like beer?"
