Reborn on top of football

The flight was flying in the sky, Wang Ai curled up on the chair, tangled in distress on his side, he understood Xiaomao a little bit, drinking some wine and forgetting everything may indeed be a way to relieve the burden.But Wang Aiming knew that drinking poison to quench thirst must not be used.

In this matter, almost no one can help him.Whether it is the Football Association or Lao Gao, they have formed a certain "intellectual dependence" on Wang Ai over the years, and his intelligence has become a part of Chinese football.If you say no, the leaders will not agree.For example, the precious information he gave to the National Olympics, Dong Fangzhuo is in Manchester United without a brain, Lao Gao did not give him a similar task.

With three points of melancholy, Wang Ai fell into a deep sleep, and Kang Si beside him quietly pulled the blanket for Wang Ai.

When we arrived in Guangzhou, the sky was already clear.Since Ma Dong is currently in the National Olympics with Lao Gao, Wu Jingui is the one who came to pick him up this time.

"I met you again, Xiao Wang. I have been at home for half a year, and I have been reading your news all day long. Oh, I am so pleasantly surprised."

Wang Ai grinned, shook hands and hugged Wu Jingui.

After parting, Wu Jingui frowned and looked at Wang Ai, "Xiao Wang, you are not feeling well"

"A little bit." Wang Ai rubbed his eyebrows subconsciously, "Maybe it's jet lag."

Wu Jingui nodded, but he suspected in his heart that you have been a "flying man" for many years, and jet lag can still hinder you. You were sitting on Chelsea's bench the day before yesterday, so you must be fine physically.Psychologically, you are the Golden Globe Award, the second best player in the World Footballer, and the fourth Asian Footballer of the Year. You have also booked the Premier League Golden Boot this season. What else do you have to worry about?

Is it love

Wu Jingui was full of thoughts. He and Wang Ai didn't know each other very well. He basically stayed in the aspect of work relationship. He had very little contact with him in life, so he couldn't figure out why Wang Ai was distressed.

Arriving at Guangzhou Baiyun Hotel, Wang Ai met Shi Wenjun unexpectedly.The first football festival in May is about to start, and she still has a lot of things to report to Wang Ai face to face. Anyway, she thinks that friendly matches and warm-up matches are not important, so she came to Guangzhou first to wait for Wang Ai.

Wang Ai frowned when he saw her, because he has been bothering him too much recently.But the football festival is of great importance, so Wang Ai had to cheer up and discuss with Shi Wenjun one by one. In addition to going to the training ground to report to the coaching staff of the national team for a short time, plus a short training, they were all in the room of Baiyun Hotel He Shi Wenjun studied this matter.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening, when the lights came on, that the two tired young people breathed a sigh of relief together, and finally sorted out the football festival from beginning to end.

Only then did Shi Wenjun ask, "Xiao Wang, are you feeling unwell?"

Wang Aizhan closed his eyes on the sofa, "You know and ask"

Shi Wenjun pursed his lips, and seeing Wang Ai's unhealthy face, he held back and didn't go back. With her proud temperament, this was the greatest tolerance.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ai didn't let her go, "By the way, you have already seen that I'm not feeling well, okay, you don't care about me until everything is over."

"Who insisted on having a football festival? Did I mention it? You can just say something casually. I have been busy for half a year. Now I will ask you a few questions. If you are impatient, I will already be impatient."

Wang Ai opened one eye and looked at the angry little beauty.Mobilizing the entire province's primary and secondary schools to participate in the football festival is indeed beyond Shi Wenjun's ability, even with the years of foundation in the Stupid Cup. After all, she is not Huang Xin who has been in sports for many years, she is an expert in the food industry , she is a philanthropist.It is really not easy to be able to operate things in sevens and eighties.

So even though Wang Ai was very troubled and tired, and didn't have the heart to quarrel with her, but he really couldn't coax her, so he had to look at her for a while, and suddenly said, "Let's go out for dinner. I have come to Guangzhou many times, but the local food is delicious. Yes, I really haven't eaten much."

As she spoke, she stood up, walked in front of Shi Wenjun, bent down, pressed the two fingers of her right hand on her brows that were always frowning at some point, and pushed them to both sides, "Okay, you have worked hard, please You eat, okay?"

Shi Wenjun pushed Wang Ai's finger away angrily, and pressed it himself, leaning his head on the sofa and staring at the ceiling, "I'm exhausted, but you, Mr. Wang, nodded."

Shi Wenjun put on a relaxed expression and looked at Wang Ai, "By the way, what's wrong with you, isn't everything going well?"

Wang Ai shook his head, "The state has been sluggish recently, and I didn't score a goal."

Shi Wenjun sneered, "Isn't it normal that if you don't score in a game, the sky will fall? Isn't it normal that the nuclear warhead didn't score in 15 games? Isn't it what you should do? I think you are just thinking too much."

"Hey, it makes sense. Speaking of my heart, let's go for a walk, let's find a good place to eat and chat"

"I'm not going, I'm not going," Shi Wenjun refused, "I can eat something at the hotel, and I have to go back tomorrow, and it seems that there is still less than a month left."

"That won't delay the meal." Wang Ai grabbed Shi Wenjun's hands and tugged at her.

Shi Wenjun had no choice. After all, she was not as tired as Leoni. She still paid attention to her demeanor, so she had to stand up with Wang Ai, and asked "what are you eating?"

Wang Ai was not very clear, so he said casually, "I heard that Cantonese morning tea is very famous."

"What time is it for morning tea?" Shi Wenjun's resentment was reborn.

Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan, and Shi Wenjun's two guards were chatting in the opposite room. When they saw Wang Ai and Shi Wenjun coming out, they stood up one after another. Wang Ai said casually, "Kang Si, brother Yan, is there any good restaurant in Guangzhou without us?" Eat some authentic Guangzhou food”

"Yes." Yan Zhu nodded calmly, "I asked someone just now, but the better ones need to be booked."

"How long to wait"

"Let me get in touch. It's nine o'clock in the evening. The peak period is over. It should be easier to book."

Listening to Yan Zhu ordering food slowly, Wang Ai glanced at Shi Wenjun's two female guards.Her bodyguard was assigned relatively late, probably because she worked part-time as Wang Ai's domestic agent.Of course, the small scale and low output value of Stupid Food also affected her status until Stupid Food entered Sichuan.

The two female guards are heroic and handsome, and their looks are higher than Xu Qinglian's, Leoni's, and Huang Xin's. This is probably the hobby of the little beauty.

Wang Ai was chatting with the two guards, and Yan Zhu had already hung up the phone, "There is a vacancy, go directly."

Zhao Dan borrowed a van from the hotel, and the group happily went to have a big meal.Unexpectedly, at the dinner table, Shi Wenjun mentioned Huang Xin, "Miss Huang Xin has encountered some troubles, do you know?" div