In a cheerful mood, Wang Ai returned home and had dinner with his bodyguards and assistants. Everyone else had eaten, so he left it specially for them. Speaking of this signature book, everyone still sighed frequently. Who said that Germans are not smart?
?No Italians or British people in the past thought of this trick!
After the meal, Wang Ai went upstairs to pack his luggage. It was inconvenient for Huang Xin to take the child with him, so he would not go back to China this time. Xu Qinglian was so distracted that she probably couldn't think of going back to China, so Wang Ai planned to go back by herself. After pushing the door and entering the master bedroom, he found Huang Xin.
Xin was not at home, probably taking her children for a walk in the artificial forest. Wang Ai ignored him and put his daily necessities, change of clothes, passport, ID card and some scattered banknotes in the suitcase, and finally put two more
Put a pair of training shoes and two pairs of competition shoes in it.
After finishing tidying up, Wang Ai still worried about Xu Qinglian, so he walked quietly to the door of the study room. After hearing the most frightening mumbling sound, he gently opened the door, and then he was dumbfounded.
I saw a handsome and majestic guy leaning on the single sofa in the room where Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian usually sat. If his face were not facing the door, Wang Ai's fists would have been clenched.
.
Wang Ai prefers girls with medium to short hair, who are fresher and more capable. He doesn't like girls with particularly long hair. He always feels that they are not modern women, and they are not women who can bear the pace of modern life. But he also doesn't like girls with such short hair, as short as a hair.
, short to the point of being masculine.
Facing the extremely shocked man whose expression changed drastically, Xu Qinglian's dull eyes became more vivid, and then she helplessly shook her head and protested to the big hands that were constantly rubbing her head: "I just don't like the heat... Why are you all touching me?
"
"No." Wang Ai said calmly, "I just washed my hands."
Xu Qinglian chuckled and stretched out her hand to push Wang Ai's hand. Wang Ai suddenly noticed her weakness and suddenly squatted down and looked directly into Xu Qinglian's eyes, which were sitting lazily on the sofa. Those eyes looked extremely beautiful under the short hair.
Bright, extremely oppressive when not smiling, but when smiling, they are like lilacs blooming, with gentle eyes flowing: "Have you had dinner? How much have you eaten?"
"Eat...well, I don't really want to eat it." Xu Qinglian smiled sheepishly.
"Have you drunk the milk?" Wang Ai grabbed Xu Qinglian's hands and put them in his own palms.
"A little, a little disgusting." Xu Qinglian pursed her lips: "I drank water. I'm 110 pounds. It's okay to lose ten or eight pounds. I just lost weight. You always say that my butt is big, haha."
Wang Ai took a deep breath, lowered his head and placed his forehead on the back of Xu Qinglian's jade hands. After a long time, he raised his head: "Qinglian, you know me, and I support you..."
Seeing an unnoticeable sadness flowing through Xu Qinglian's eyes, Wang Ai hurriedly stopped, took another deep breath, unconsciously rubbed Xu Qinglian's hand that was thinner than usual with both hands, tilted his head and thought for a moment before continuing: "Then
, tell me about it? How about it?"
Seeing Xu Qinglian's brows frowning slightly, Wang Ai put his hands together and wrapped Xu Qinglian's hands in his palms: "Don't underestimate my academic ability. I write several high-quality papers every year, okay? Let's talk about your management thinking.
I also instilled it in you. Even if you think that if you tell me, I won't make any significant contribution to you, but at least I can understand what you say? Teaching brings mutual benefit, right? In the process of teaching me, maybe you
Will there be new insights?"
Xu Qinglian followed the man's figure with some emotion. Wang Ai stood up and turned around: "The study is still too small and too frustrating. Don't you think the oxygen is insufficient?"
"Let's go out for a walk, my dear." Wang Ai looked into Xu Qinglian's eyes sincerely: "Tonight the moonlight is just right and the autumn wind is refreshing. How about we walk on the moon and spit out a piece of cake?"
"Then I'll put on some clothes." Xu Qinglian was pulled up by Wang Ai, who was half coaxed and half persuaded. She casually picked up an orange-red jacket from Wang Ai's Bayern Munich and walked with her head down as if she was thinking about where to start.
Going downstairs and passing by the kitchen, Wang Ai quickly dodged in and took two sandwiches and two bottles of mineral water from the night guards. He put them in his wide trouser pockets and said to Yang Jun as if nothing had happened: "Qinglian and I went out to talk about academic issues. You
Talk to Huang Xin."
Yang Jun said oh, looked at the two people's backs and pursed his lips: I know you are always tit for tat, but now it's better. With this hairstyle, you are like two buddies.
However, girls really have a different kind of charm when they grow hair.
Yang Jun touched his head and considered whether he should have such short hair for once? Why can men have it but women can't? Who stipulates that women must have long, flowing hair and be gentle and approachable?
The moon on July 17 has risen into the sky. The faint moonlight merges with the faint street lights and splashes on the road of the artificial forest, forming a layer of glistening cocoon. Xu Qinglian is walking beside Wang Ai in clothes.
Su Shi, who was walking about ten meters in front, and Zhang Guang, Tang Mudan, and Yang Li who were seven or eight meters behind him, slowly spoke as if they were completely unaware: "I want to create an abstract painting."
Analysis, but also practical guidance.”
Wang Ai heard the sound and looked sideways at Xu Qinglian's face. Seeing that she was still frowning and lowering her head, she said softly: "The structure of the Tao Te Ching?"
Xu Qinglian finally smiled: "Well, at first I just wanted to create an improved version of a comprehensive management system, but then I found that various details conflicted with each other, so I went a step further and planned to create a management system model, but after removing various
When I encountered such conflicting details, I suddenly thought, why should I remove them? They all have a practical basis, and my subjective deletion will inevitably lead to the final model reducing its adaptability, so what is the point of the model?"
"Hmm." Wang Ai thought with his hands behind his back and entered the state: "The breadth of the sample determines the coverage of the conclusion."
"That's right." Xu Qinglian said happily: "Only by understanding these conflicting details and different specific management systems at a higher level can the model accommodate successful management systems under these different systems, so as to have both universal and
It is adaptable and targeted. Therefore, there is a theoretical part, which must be done and must be included.”
Wang Ai nodded: "A complete new theory must not only have hypotheses or only norms, but must be combined with both, integrated, consistent, and self-contained."
"That's it." Xu Qinglian subconsciously took Wang Ai's arm and shook it: "Tell me, did I, more than 2,000 years ago, also look out the window of the small study window at the arrival of spring after reading a lot of books?
Go, the flowers bloom and fall and you realize this problem?"
This chapter has been completed!