"Help the club get a lot of points? The number one contributor to the league championship?" Xu Qinglian teased.
Wang Ai rolled his eyes: "I can't say what day it is, and I can't say it, but I basically lost several games last season. It was precisely because I played that I didn't get much support from the whole team.
Next, I relied on my personal ability to score goals in exchange for victory. Heynckes and the club's senior management know this."
"So, you plan to let the club lose face in such a game?"
"That's right." Wang Ai turned on the shower head again: "In games that I am sure to win, I try my best to score goals and improve my statistics. In games that I am sure to lose, I am not in good shape and can't make it. No one can say anything about me, right? Okay, you guys.
My condition is not good. Am I not in good condition? Anyway, by the end of the year, I will still be the top scorer. Hey, who can say anything? What can you say except to praise me?"
"Wouldn't you say you are a master of food abuse?"
Wang Ai glanced at Xu Qinglian, suddenly raised his hand, and a string of water drops fell on Xu Qinglian. Xu Qinglian opened his teeth and claws and slowly explained: "Bayern loses not because of its strength, but because of its state. It will lose."
Regardless of the strength of the opponent, you will lose the game, and you will definitely win the game that should be won, regardless of the strength of the opponent.”
Xu Qinglian, whose clothes were soaked, simply took off her coat and put it in the washing machine, then took out a set of dry underwear and put on a pair of dry underwear: "You and the club are really fighting for wits. You haven't seemed like this before?"
Xu Qinglian was not feeling well today. Wang Ai did not throw water on him: "It's different. Moratti is really good to me. It would be unkind for me to plot against him. But in other places, no one can say anything about anyone. Players can't
Do you think the club will fall out if it brings benefits to the club? What is Raul's status in Real Madrid? Shouldn't he be kicked out anyway? As long as my scoring ability is still there, no matter how hard I try, the club will still welcome it with a smile. What's more, I also
It doesn’t take much trouble, the salary is lower than them, the contribution is definitely not less than them, and I never cause trouble off the field. Hey, Qinglian, if I didn’t have more women, I would think I’m a saint!”
"Even when it comes to women, I have less than them..."
"Then how many do you want?"
"Ahem, that's enough now, that's enough." Wang Ai deliberately covered his waist: "Oh, I've been sucked dry by you."
Xu Qinglian rolled her eyes at Wang Ai, and when Wang Ai returned to the bedroom and walked in front of the computer to prepare for the last monitoring of online public opinion, she poured him a glass of milk and put it at hand, then sat down and said: "Logically speaking, you are the child of a big capitalist.
Why do you know so many working class struggle methods?”
"Is it because I am the child of a big capitalist that I understand?" Wang Ai laughed and said: "Is an exploiter who doesn't study the proletarians still a qualified exploiter? You see, people are always robbing the proletarians in order to occupy more of their working time.
The harder you work, the better the method will be."
Xu Qinglian covered her face; "You worked really hard to bury yourself. If you have the ability, tell Uncle Wang and Aunt Ai."
"What did you tell them?" Wang Ai asked back, and suddenly his tone became lower: "No matter what I think in my heart, in reality I am an exploiter after all. If I don't bury myself often, I'm really afraid that I will be transformed by capital.
Human nature finally stood against the people."
Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai, stretched out her hand and touched the back of his hand: "Others are as successful as you, and they don't know how cool they are every day, but you are either worried about this or that."
"Well." Wang Ai drank the milk in one gulp and closed the computer: "Our family has too little foundation and too rapid development. It is like a one-legged giant. It looks fierce but its weaknesses are too obvious. You may have experienced it these years.
We have noticed that so many rich people on the list did not end well in the end, and those who did have a good ending were not well evaluated. We must not think more about it."
Having said this, Wang Ai stood up and hugged Xu Qinglian towards the bed, turned off all the lights, pulled the blanket over the two of them, went out and pushed the window open, then lay down and said: "Qinglian, you
I, and of course other sisters, including my parents, all came up from below. Although it’s ridiculous to be so timid, isn’t it ridiculous for you to be so shy? What does our family have above?
The two martyrs are not regular troops, they are guerrillas, not combatants but traffic officers, and traffic officers among the common people. You see? No matter how hard we work, in the eyes of others, we are all nouveau riche.
It’s shitty luck. So, it’s better for people to look down on us and say we have no courage than to make people angry and think about you.”
"But I think President Wanda Wang's son likes that one?" Xu Qinglian turned over, resting on her forearm and looked at Wang Ai with interest: "I didn't know this person at all before, that one last year
What's going on, you know, right? He put that 4s..."
"Big S..."
"You really know!" Xu Qinglian grabbed Wang Ai's hair at the temples: "Are you attracted to her?"
Wang Ai chuckled: "What do you like? Can someone from Taiwan, a land of cultural dregs, catch my eye? Can a heroine in a mentally retarded idol drama catch my eye?"
Xu Qinglian, who was satisfied with Wang Ai's answer, exclaimed: "Anyway, they got married last year, and then Mr. Wang's son openly criticized their family. This kind of thing is very rare among big businessmen. The scolding was very unpleasant, almost like pointing.
My nose cursed."
"Yeah." Wang Ai responded and closed his eyes to go to sleep. Xu Qinglian poked him and said, "Say it."
"Hey, what are you talking about? His grandfather was an old Red Army soldier, how can he be the same as us?" Wang Ai sighed: "You don't know what happened to the last rich man from Liaoyang, right? This is the result of having no foundation. Just a little bit
The wind can blow it down. A family like ours cannot be too close or too far from the leader. The foundation can only be built on the needs of the country, and it must also have a good reputation."
"But what should I do if all the bones are destroyed?"
"That's why we need a good reputation." Wang Ai hugged Xu Qinglian to his chest and closed his eyes: "The better the reputation, the higher the cost of splashing dirty water, and the stronger the deterrent effect. If it's the other way around, usually the reputation
It’s not good, people are always wondering, wouldn’t it be hard for the leader to protect me?”
"In the final analysis, you still have to rely on yourself."
"Yes, be honest and aboveboard, put everything in the sight of your superiors, serve the country wholeheartedly, obey orders, and make people speechless. When the time comes, we will really be bullied, and others will not be able to stand it. In this
After all, a country has more patriots."
"We are a minority economically, but we are a majority in terms of stance. Is this what you mean?" Xu Qinglian asked: "Is this the same for your communist ideals?"
Wang Ai opened his eyes: "How can I be so cunning? Besides, can I really hide it from you?"
This chapter has been completed!