After exchanging mobile phone numbers with He Jiong and others, Wang Ai returned to the hotel with the national team. This was the last night in Changsha. Tomorrow he will go south to Zhuhai to participate in an event organized by Gree Air Conditioning. The route of the entire national team is neither clockwise,
It's not counterclockwise, but it's like a headless fly here and there. There is no way, the company takes the money and others have the final say. Each company has different arrangements, so the international players can only run back and forth.
The next morning, Wang Ai was eating in the hotel restaurant. Zhu Heyuanpo walked in with a bit of dust and joy on his face, holding a newspaper in front of Wang Ai: "Xiao Wang, take a look, People's Daily!"
Zhao Junzhe immediately stood up and stretched his neck to take a look. Wang Ai swallowed the big meat bun in one gulp and stood up in confusion: "Didn't it be reported? On the day we returned to China?"
Zhu Heyuan pushed Zhao Junzhe's head and asked him to wipe his mouth before moving forward. He still had time to explain to Wang Ai: "That belongs to the big guy, and this one belongs to you. Look, front page, special page
, you are so awesome!"
"Fuck, it's true!" There was a sudden commotion in the restaurant, and the international players put down their chopsticks and crowded over.
There weren't that many copies of "People's Daily", and they weren't for sale at the newspaper stop. Zhu Heyuan borrowed this one from the hotel. The crowd was so thick that Wang Ai didn't even see it, and when he moved forward, he asked Lao Hao to catch the flies.
He was also expelled: "Wait until you get home and take a look. What are you trying to rob us for?!"
“I didn’t even order it at home!”
Old Hao's eyes widened: "You think I don't understand, right? The newspaper has reported it, and I will definitely send you a souvenir copy. Let's go ahead. I've already retired and haven't even gotten one."
Wang Ai listlessly took four more buns and moved away from the center of the crowd. As he walked, he nibbled and chattered with Zhu Heyuan: "You should have told me secretly first. You saw what happened."
Zhu Heyuan was so happy that he didn't want to talk nonsense with Wang Ai. Constance on the side had already finished eating and followed the two of them to the door of the restaurant. The hotel manager stood guard with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Dr. Wang."
Wang Ai smiled: "Hello, thank you."
"You haven't eaten well?" the hotel manager said carefully, "Would you like me to send a breakfast to your room?"
"Uh, no need." Wang Ai still held the buns in his hand and couldn't shake hands: "I'm full after eating these two buns. I just ate a lot. Uh, the buns taste really good. I don't even want to drink these buns.
gone."
The hotel manager smiled heartily: "Thank you, thank you, if I couldn't afford you, I would really like you to help us advertise."
Constance wanted to blow up again, but Wang Ai didn't dare to agree, so she had to say: "Let's take a photo together, as long as it doesn't have to be used for commercial purposes."
"Okay, okay." The hotel manager waved his hand, and a photographer immediately came up. He didn't care that Wang Ai was still holding the bun in his hand, and a few photos came out.
Wang Ai instantly felt that he had been tricked! The manager announced afterwards: "Dr. Wang, the international football player and the winner of the World Cup Golden Boot said that our steamed buns are so delicious!", and then there were photos, which were not advertisements but advertisements!
Sensing that Wang Ai was a little unhappy, the hotel manager hurriedly explained: "We promise not to use it for commercial purposes. At most, we can hang one in the restaurant. I think your photo is very life-like and very kind. Oh, in addition, we will provide you with
We are especially prepared to report on you in all the newspapers and magazines available in Changsha across the country today."
After finishing speaking, two more people appeared out of nowhere, and they put on a show and brought over hundreds of copies.
Wang Ai shook his head and had to admit that this service industry is really good! He will take advantage of you first, and then casually stuff you with a sincere gift package. Even if you are unhappy, you can't say anything.
"Okay, you are really good at finding opportunities. But I have agreed that I can see this photo by myself, collect it or hang it in the restaurant, but it cannot be published in newspapers or publications, otherwise the food company I represent will ask me to lose money. So then
Don't blame me for passing on the conflict." Wang Ai added, dumbfounded: "Now we have a good impression of each other, and we might be able to cooperate in the future. If I were to publicly criticize you, you will definitely lose more than you gain."
"Don't worry, don't worry, I promise, come and help Dr. Wang to the room." The chubby middle-aged manager was not angry at all, he still had a smile on his face.
Wang Ai shook his head and shook hands with him before leaving. He was just a brush off, but his methods were quite clever and he was a smart man.
It wasn't until they returned to the room that Wang Ai and his party had the opportunity to see what the People's Daily reported on him today. Even Zhu Heyuan also came, sitting on the sofa and reading other newspapers.
Wang Ai was really surprised when she picked up the newspaper that was full of the faint scent of ink. It was indeed the front page! Of course it was not the headline, but the two front pages, which were the lower part of the upper and lower parts of the front page. The upper part was in imitation Song font.
Serious and correct, the lower part is in regular script.
The introduction is: "The World Cup Golden Boot returns home with honors. For detailed reports, please see the 13th edition of the 'Golden Boot Special Topic'". The official title is "All credit belongs to the fans, and all praise goes to the motherland." The author of the article is specially appointed by the People's Daily Xinhua News Agency
Reporter, collected from before and after the World Cup finals.
"In one fell swoop, Wang Ai broke the number of goals scored in a single session of the Men's Football World Cup for decades. At the age of only 18, Wang Ai became the number one in total goals in the World Cup. FIFA broke the convention for him and held the Golden Boot on the night of the final in advance.
Award presentation ceremony. Six years have passed since he came back from winning the Asian Junior Championship in 2000, and six consecutive years have passed. The young doctor who attracted the attention of the whole country has grown into a world-famous doctor in everyone's eyes.
The young star received unimaginable glory. On the night when he received the trophy, when reporters asked him for his opinion, he did not tell how hard he had trained or thank his family for their efforts. Instead, he told reporters seriously: "There are no fans."
, this sport would not exist at all; without the support of the country, they would not be able to reach the heights they are today, so all the credit belongs to the fans, and all praise goes to the motherland."
"As a journalist who has been working for many years, I keep in mind the principle of neutrality. However, the moment he said these words, I couldn't help but blurred my vision. On the other side of the blur, I could clearly see his clear eyes and
A clean soul, just like before!"
"As an assistant coach to a well-known star of the older generation, Tang Yaodong couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment. I clearly see that this is the epitome of the hard work and hard work of generations of Chinese footballers who have fascinated fans day and night.
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This chapter has been completed!