Chapter 97 The Flowing Galaxy (7)

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 Being so busy, Wang Ai couldn't take care of the things that convinced Xu Qinglian. Moreover, Wang Ai slept alone these days. Leonie and Huang Xin came to Milan together, and she was worried about his affairs every day.

Wang Ai was so busy that he was really embarrassed to interrupt. Besides, he himself had to actively prepare for the game on the centenary celebration day. It was a rare moment for the Inter Milan club and a major opportunity for him to expand his influence.

On the afternoon of March 6, Wang Ai and his group returned to the suburbs from the center of Milan. Wang Ai, who was sitting in the back seat of the Iveco, closed his eyes and relaxed, letting the girls around him chirp.

This new car was given by Fiat Group.

The number of people in the family has increased, and sometimes we have to talk in the car, which is inconvenient due to the small size of the car. The Bentley Flying Spur is still left in London for Xu Qinglian, and the family only has a petite version of the Fiat MPV. Because we have signed an agreement with Fiat,

Wang Ai proposed to buy one out of respect, without thinking about spending money. However, the other party took the initiative to send one as a gift that afternoon. It was said that it was reserved by a customer, but because of the economic crisis, he had no money to pay the balance, so

This luxurious bulletproof Iveco has been in my hand for half a year.

Wang Ai just wanted it, and the other party was worried that he had no place to spend the car, so it was just a gift. In fact, the total is less than 100,000 euros, and Wang Ai can't afford it, but the other party said well that as long as the car is at your home,

We just made money, so Wang Ai didn’t refuse.

"I didn't expect you to be quite charming."

Several girls finished chatting, and suddenly their guns were pointed at Wang Ai. At this time, Wang Ai finally couldn't sleep, and rolled his eyes at them: "Fuck, everyone is just looking at it for freshness. They have never seen my appearance before. For the sake of more

With these 200,000 euros, I’ll give it a try.”

Speaking of this, Wang Ai glared at Leonie who had urged him to take the job: "Am I short of money?"

Leonie smiled and shook her head: "It's not bad, but if I want to see you apply eye shadow, you can't do it with 200,000 yuan."

Several girls burst into laughter again. Simply put, this is the finale of today's press conference. In order to match the temperament of the costume, the makeup artist made Wang Ai's expression cold and proud, coupled with Wang Ai's own acting skills

, so everyone in the audience exclaimed.

When Wang Ai looked in the mirror backstage, he knew that Valentino must have made money this time. He looked like a vampire, but he was a martial artist after all, and he took all the money... so he had to jump even though he knew it was a trap.

Anyway, the effect is definitely better than that of Sheva. He just shook his arms and walked around, but couldn't improve his acting skills. It would be nice if he could stop laughing.

Wang Ai rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk anymore. Just for the fun of watching him, the girls at home stopped reading, and the negotiations were suspended. Even the cold was gone. Today, the group was dispatched, and even an Iveco could not fit in it.

! Because he was in the car, he gave me some face, and with the Fiat following behind, the atmosphere would definitely be more joyful.

Unless force was used, Wang Ai had to admit defeat, so he took a piece of comforting ice cream and let them laugh and think about their own thoughts.

Tomorrow is the centenary celebration of Inter Milan, and the day after tomorrow is the life and death battle of the Champions League. Mancini repeatedly picked up the cards in his hand and was worried. There are too many old people, and he may lose the chain at any time. He wants the centenary celebration, and he wants the Champions League victory even more.

, it’s hard to be so close.

Whether it was luck or misfortune, Wang Ai was unable to play in the Champions League, so Mancini informed him in front of the entire team: "You have unlimited firing rights in this game!"

Everyone knows that Mancini hopes to use Wang Ai's stable output ability to help the whole team complete this "centenary celebration" as soon as possible, so that both the main force and the substitutes can complete the game more easily, so as to cope with the Champions League. This is also the original hope of winning the championship.

But he must spend a lot of money to bring in Wang Ai, one of the places where he can help the team to the maximum this season, or even the only one.

After all, if you want to win the Serie A championship, the original lineup is enough. So Wang Ai also solemnly agreed to Mancini, so in the face of a sudden increase in business cooperation in the past few days, he entrusted it to his secretaries and only appeared today.

It's just a business event.

Sleeping alone at night as usual, Xu Qinglian, Leonie and Huang Xin are all in the guest room. After tomorrow's game, all three of them have to leave. Xu Qinglian goes back to London to continue school and prepare to complete her graduation thesis. She can come here at the earliest in May, while Leonie is

He had to return to Shenyang to handle the rectification work of Chaoyue, while Huang Xin had to go north to Tübingen to continue completing the entire CY Sports project and realize his great cause.

The next day at dawn, I came back from a run and bought a lot of newspapers. Sure enough, all the major sports newspapers regarded the photos of Wang Ai's catwalk appearance yesterday as important lace. Although Wang Ai was quite heavy, he was also very tall and broad-shouldered on the T stage.

With a thin waist, he walked from the depth of the light, wearing a high-collar windbreaker, trousers, and leather shoes. His face was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were full of contempt...

The catwalk is like this, but you look down on the people in the audience, the more they can't hold their legs...

In the middle of the walk, Wang Ai performed a strip show as requested by the organizer. He took off his windbreaker and put it on his shoulders. His casual suit was half open, revealing his well-developed chest muscles. Wang Ai clearly remembered that the audience was drooling at that time.

Help the female gangster, haven't you seen a man?

I won’t give it to you even if you are greedy! Humph!

"That's it!" Wang Ai, who was bored during breakfast, knocked on the table.

On the terrace on the third floor, Leonie, Huang Xin, and Xu Qinglian laughed together, and laughter also came from downstairs. Wang Ai could only sigh: "I will never do this again.

It’s not for sale.”

Leonie kept a straight face: "You are not allowed to discriminate against your profession. Although there are many part-time workers, your job is not for sale."

Wang Ai sighed and speeded up his meal. This might be the only fun for the women who have been so busy lately. Forget it, let them be arrogant. They all have their own things to do and travel thousands of miles away.

Come here, why don't you allow me to have fun?

This morning, Wang Ai rarely went to the base to participate in training. In the afternoon, he went home to rest with the team. After taking a nap, Wang Ai watched the opponent's recent game video at home, and did not walk out until 17:00 in the afternoon.

The club bus goes to San Siro.

The stadium opened very early today, and many distinguished guests were already in place. Wang Ai was honored to be able to take on the important role in front of more than 200 former superstars from Inter Milan, especially after entering the stadium and discovering a huge giant in the stands.

When I picked up the "100" Inter Milan jersey, I suddenly realized that I was in a constantly flowing river of stars.

A sense of mission and honor that he had never felt since coming to Milan appeared in Wang Ai.


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