Wang Ai also became interested when he heard the sound. Although his movements did not stop, he started a lively discussion with Leonie.
Of course, Lampard is not perfect, but he can be regarded as a role model among a group of professional players with low education, and his life outside the court is very similar to Wang Ai. For example, Wang Ai won six books after arriving in Europe.
degree certificate, but Lampard also has 12 secondary education certificates. He has a wide range of hobbies and is proactive...and he has almost never missed training.
During their time at Chelsea, Wang Ai and Lampard formed a deep friendship. The two of them often attended charity events and took short vacations together. Their close temperament made them appreciate each other.
It's just that they left Chelsea for many years, and the friendship between them has faded a bit. I never thought that after going around and around, the two of them would meet again in Manchester City.
"You say, why does Chelsea not want him?" Wang Ai put down the barbell and walked to the horizontal bar aside: "I heard you said that his performance last season was okay. Are you a veteran? It is inevitable that the data will decline, but why should such a flag be put up?
Are you leaving?"
Leonie got up and walked out: "Who knows? I'm going to see if the supper is ready."
After a while, Leonie came back with a large thermos bucket and placed it on the windowsill aside. "I guess the negotiation between the club and him has failed, right? He definitely doesn't want his salary to drop too much. After getting to know each other,
It’s so ugly among my teammates. But the club doesn’t care about emotions. When you reach your age and your performance is poor, your salary will be lost.”
Speaking of this, Leonie spread her hands: "It's all like this."
Wang Ai hung on the horizontal bar and let out a long sigh, moving non-stop: "I will have this day in the future, and I have to do a good job of psychological preparation now to avoid embarrassment later."
Leonie tilted her head and looked at Wang Ai: "You? Your commercial value is enough to guarantee that as long as you are still playing, your salary will not be lost."
Wang Ai shook his head with a smile: "Did Lampard really leave because of his salary? How about I call him and ask?" Remember the website m.wxsy.net
"Don't." Leonie quickly stopped Wang Ai's whimsical thoughts: "It's not yet certain whether he will come or not. This is a private analysis between the two of us. And this matter must be hidden from outsiders.
Otherwise, it will not sound good if it gets out, and it will have a huge impact on Lampard’s commercial value.”
Wang Ai nodded silently: "The cradle is a warm handcuff, it's better for me. It doesn't matter about feelings, only about contribution, income according to work, no one owes it."
Leonie laughed and stood up and walked into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of flushing water was heard, and people's voices also sounded: "In addition, Chelsea may also want to clean him. From the perspective of the club, one contribution is great.
, players who have played for a long time are certainly the roots of the team, but they will also become obstacles to the new generation. How deep the original roots are, how difficult it will be to clear them. Otherwise, Mr. Roman would not be short of money. With Lampa
De's high prestige among fans and high popularity in English society, keeping him will be helpful to his career."
Wang Ai sat on the mat to rest for a while and heard the voice: "Let's put it this way, this kind of purge is quite clever, right? It's not good for Chelsea fans to find a major league team as a trustee and eventually return to Manchester City.
It’s hard to blame the club, but it’s hard to blame Frank, tsk tsk, it’s so slick. In comparison, Real Madrid’s behavior is too simple!”
Leonie replied with a dull voice, probably washing her hair. Wang Ai also stood up, calmed down and began to do somersaults. After he did a set and felt that it was almost done, Leonie also came out, and this
It was Wang Ai's turn to go in and take a shower.
"They play this game very well, but they can't hide it from people who are interested. Even if people in the industry don't understand it now, who won't understand it when he comes in the future?" Leonie continued to chat outside: "Not to mention that Manchester City has so many opponents.
For example, Arsene Wenger at Arsenal, do you think he will make Manchester City's wishful thinking succeed? I think he will definitely jump out and expose this trick, and can cause trouble for Chelsea, Manchester City and Lampard at the same time. The Frenchman is
He won't be soft-hearted. Based on my observations of Wenger over the years, he knows everything he needs to know. The only difference between him and Ferguson and Mourinho is that he plays classical music when he curses."
"Huh? If you want to say that, I have to remind Frank." Wang Ai's voice also penetrated the sound of water.
Leonie took the thermos bucket off the window sill and opened it carefully. Tonight it was not stew but braised beef brisket, and there were chili peppers in it. For this reason, Leonie also specially prepared two bowls of rice. She felt that she was tired.
Men don’t get enough rest, they also need more fun in life.
"Come out quickly, I want to eat first." Leonie urged after setting it up.
"What are you doing?" Wang Ai poked his head with his whole body wet. Before Leonie could say anything, the smell of braised beef brisket entered his nose: "Huh? Something different today?"
"Humph!" Leonie picked up the chopsticks without raising her head: "Who is like you, who has been eating stewed beef brisket for ten years without knowing how to change it, eh..."
Leonie turned around and said, "I'm just wondering, aren't you really tired of it?"
As soon as the bathroom door closed, Wang Ai said in the sound of water: "Don't all nutritious meals have to be eaten?"
"Then haven't you ever thought of doing it differently?" Leonie picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, then she narrowed her eyes happily.
"Have you changed it? Soy sauce stew, white water stew, thirteen spice stew, whiskey stew..."
"That's not a stew? Come out quickly!"
Wang Ai came out quickly, wrapped a bath towel around his lower body and ran out without wiping himself. He ate a piece and sighed: "Is this the taste of happiness?"
"Look at your poor look!" Leonie pointed to the rice in front of Wang Ai: "Tangpao rice!"
"Good idea!" Wang Ai's eyes lit up and he was about to take action.
Leonie's eyes were about to roll up to the sky. She said something sarcastic, but she didn't stop her in the end, and continued talking about Lampard: "I think you should leave Frank's matter alone.
With his IQ and his family history, all this should be expected, just wait until he joins and you can rekindle the old relationship."
Wang Aifei glanced at Leonie, picked up the bowl and ate rice with beef soup. After eating more than half of it, she put down the bowl: "When he comes, I want to invite him to my house for a meal."
Leonie nodded and blinked at the man.
Wang Ai raised his eyes: "Just a few years ago, he was still a magic lamp. Now, his salary is cut, he is marginalized, and he is homeless. At this time, the warmth from an old friend may be able to drive away the unwillingness in his heart."
Leonie nodded when she heard this, and suddenly smiled: "Is this a kind of humanitarianism?"
Wang Ai smiled after hearing this: "You can understand it as a kind of care between old friends."
This chapter has been completed!