As for the "treatment" after returning to China, especially in shopping malls, it has nothing to do with the organization.
The gold content of each event is different. There is no way to help it. Just as the economic strength of each region is different, there are more and more bonuses. What we can do at the national level is to treat everyone equally. The men's 100 meters are 200,000, and the women's volleyball team is 200,000.
One hundred thousand, but everyone understands the weight of Wang Ai's gold medal. It is an exaggeration to say that one gold medal is worth ten, but it is true that three or five ordinary events are not as good as this one.
As for longer-term political treatment, personal future, social influence, and historical status, among the athletes, except for Wang Ai, who thinks about it a lot, most athletes don't think about it right now.
After asking for leave from Director Du, Wang Ai took a car to the hotel where Ai Xiaoqing was staying, and met the outstanding employees of his family's company for the first time in a long time.
When Wang Ai's figure appeared at the door of the restaurant, I didn't know who raised his head, and applause burst out fiercely.
Ai Xiaoqing's classmate, the chairman of the Northern Light Industry Women's Federation, stood up to maintain order so as not to disrupt the order. After all, this was the newly released "World Flyer", the fastest man in the world!
Moreover, we are all members of Guangdong’s family, so we can’t help but be excited.
It took a while for the banquet hall with forty or fifty people to calm down. Ai Xiaoqing's classmate hosted the banquet. Wang Ai declined the invitation to speak. The chairman of the Women's Federation simply invited some employees to come up and briefly express their opinions.
Listening to the excited praises, Ai Xiaoqing glanced at her son secretly and couldn't help but nodded slightly. After the rest of the story was over and everyone started eating, she whispered to her son: "You performed well."
"Of course, I am your son!" Wang Ai chuckled, took off the gold medal and put it in my mother's hand: "I give it to you!"
Ai Xiaoqing curled her lips: "I am just a passing god of wealth. When I return home, I have to ask the museum to snatch it away."
"Then let go?" Wang Ai teased Menzi with his mother.
Ai Xiaoqing glared at Wang Ai, wrapped the medal's strap around her wrist, and after a while said, "Have you thought about what to do when you return to China?"
"What should I do?" Wang Ai took a sip of water and said, "Just follow the procedure."
Ai Xiaoqing shook his head: "Although it cannot be said that there is no precedent for your matter, such as Liu Xiang's time, the treatment he gave you is low, but it is higher..." Lan
Wang Ai put down the kuaizi and frowned and thought for a while: "Is it difficult to reward high achievements?"
Ai Xiaoqing rolled her eyes at her son: "How tall are you? Can you be taller than the General Administration of Sports?"
Wang Ai chuckled: "That's right, I am Sun Wukong, and I am also in the Wuzhi Mountain of the Sports Bureau."
Ai Xiaoqing hummed: "It's mainly because of society. The men's 100 meters is originally the core event of the Olympic Games, and you have also greatly improved the record. Coupled with the modern history of our country, I estimate that the reaction from society will be very...
Strong. I have been watching the domestic news just now. Many cities are setting off firecrackers, college students are celebrating spontaneously, and there are even parades."
Wang Ai's mind was a little confused. He had been immersed in the emotion of talking to the martyrs through the red flag before, and he hadn't thought much about the impact on domestic society. He couldn't help but blurt out: "What should we do?"
"Think about it, there's still enough time anyway." Ai Xiaoqing continued to eat, but found that his son was so deep in thought that he forgot to eat, so he had to remind him: "I guess your leader can tell you."
Wang Ai exhaled: "Okay, I'll see what Director Du arranges tonight."
"You should discuss it with yourselves. After all, Director Du may not be very good at business matters. There are certain rules for organizational matters. At most, I just advise you to avoid arrogance and impetuosity, but you should pay attention to the trends in society.
, is also the key." Having said this, Ai Xiaoqing turned to look at Wang Ai: "The comment the leader gave you just now was made out of excitement, but you can't take it seriously. The more capable you are, the more you must abide by the rules."
Wang Ai nodded: "I understand, this is just like the higher the martial arts, the better the martial ethics. Only in this way can we have a good result."
"As long as you know, let's eat."
It was already the afternoon when I left my mother. Since there were other projects in progress, Wang Ai was able to sort out his thoughts in the hotel. The three children stayed with my mother. The mother of the three children knew that Wang Ai had something to do in the evening and did not bother them.
Wang Ai searched for information carefully before finally settling down.
Sure enough, Director Du and Wang Ai had a good talk at the evening gathering, to the effect that the organization would not treat you badly, but you should not even think about rising to the top at one step. Wang Ai smiled and told the joke he had made with his mother at noon, letting him
Director Du let out a long breath: "Yes, no matter how good we are at our jobs, we are all part of the organization, and we are all in this category. It is undesirable, unreliable, and impossible to leave the organization."
Wang Ai heard the sound and had to say a little more: "In the morning, I thought it was a bit much, but then I figured it out. What else do I lack? Money? I can donate one percent or one thousandth of it.
Let me live a good life for how many lives, fame? How many people in the family have something to do now who don’t know about me? They all say that fame and fortune are the two words in life, but I have already reached the limit in these aspects. It will be difficult to pursue these aspects any more.
Just trying to please doesn't give me any sense of gain."
Director Du nodded with emotion: "Yes, your money is not bad, your reputation is not bad, and your honor is not bad. To be honest, you make the organization scratch its head." Lan
Wang Ai chuckled: "Guess what I saw when I raised the national flag today?"
Several people looked at Wang Ai curiously: "Stop being so pretentious."
"That's really a century-old sight." Wang Ai shook his head: "I really seemed to have seen the figures of the martyrs fighting in blood. Although I did not want to be a slave like them, we all marched against the enemy's artillery fire, but in the end they
They are the leaders and the founders, but how much do they get? How many of them are simply unsung heroes?"
Speaking of this, Wang Ai raised his cup: "May the motherland prosper!"
Several people drank together. After putting down the cup, a coach praised: "You have a state of mind!"
Wang Ai shook his head and smiled: "If you don't improve your realm, you will get lost."
The celebration banquet lasted until late at night. Wang Aicai walked briskly back to the hotel where he was staying. After briefly greeting the manager and a few guests he met, and taking photos, he finally returned to his door.
After standing for a while, thinking of Xu Qinglian's encouragement before the game and the fire hidden in the eyes of the big and small white fish after the game, Wang Ai smiled and took out the gold medal and hung it on his chest again.
"What are you laughing at? Go to sleep!" Wang Ai scolded the assistant and guards.
Everyone was so stupid that they didn't know what to say and just laughed. It wasn't until Wang Ai's figure disappeared into the suite that Zhao Dan coughed and said, "Who is on duty tonight?"
The room in the suite was not as chaotic as Wang Ai expected, but it unfolded in a strange direction: four people worked together... to write a thesis!
This chapter has been completed!