"Well, yes, I will send a white Iveco to pick you up. The license plate number is..."
In just half a minute, Wang Ai hung up the phone. Lin Long couldn't suppress his excitement: "Is he really coming?"
"Aren't you listening?" Wang Ai looked at Lin Long strangely, put his cell phone in his pocket, and turned around to tell Zhang Guang: "Brother Zhang, please do your hard work."
Zhang Guang smiled broadly: "Okay!"
Wang Ai then told Marissa, who had already gotten out of the car: "You should also go with me. His wife should be able to come too. Please accompany her so that his father will not worry about me kidnapping his son."
Marissa pursed her lips and smiled, got in the car again, and drove towards the hotel where Barcelona was staying.
Lin Long approached Wang Ai: "Are you so proud? It's late at night, and you two shouldn't be familiar with each other, right?"
Wang Ai walked into the courtyard: "We don't know each other well just because we didn't have the opportunity to be on the same team. Ronaldo and I didn't know each other well in the past, but we are still friends. I mean not friends in the ordinary sense, but
Friends who understand each other, respect each other, and can coordinate some work, do you understand?"
"You and Messi too?"
"Absolutely. He has matured a lot in these years." Wang Ai didn't want to go into details and walked into the kitchen shaking his head: "What's the point? He can't eat spicy food because of his broken mouth, but he can't just drink tea either. I don't want to say anything.
He's hungry, he's probably hungrier than me, and he hasn't had anything to eat right now, so it would be outrageous to go back hungry to my house."
Huang Xin looked at Wang Ai: "You are really capable of saying that we are his fans."
"Aren't you?" Wang Ai frowned: "Don't talk about you, I am too! I just can't say it. Hurry up, give him something to eat together, don't worry about me today."
"Are you really a fan of his?" Leonie leaned against the door frame and disapproved.
Wang Ai walked over and picked up Leonie's chin: "Real Madrid played very dirty today. If I only have his physique, I can't guarantee that I can be as tenacious."
Shi Wenjun sneered from the side: "You? You will most likely hide. It's not a national competition anyway, right?"
Wang Ai smiled and said: "Really? My health is valuable, and my wisdom is profound."
Lin Long outside the kitchen listened silently to Wang Ai's self-deprecation, but he also felt that with Wang Ai's shrewdness, it was really possible to do this.
Shi Wenjun saw Lin Long's expression at a glance and shook his head: "Don't listen to his nonsense. He is just a little clever. Core players can't just have statistics, they must also be able to withstand the game. Only by being able to withstand can they be trusted."
, being trusted by the club, sponsors, and fans is related to everything about a player. He is just lucky enough to be a big man and is not afraid of aggression, otherwise he is as timid and short-sighted as a mouse!"
Wang Ai said "haha", and Leonie rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen: "Let me think about it, I saw an interview where he said what he likes to eat, by the way, should it be healthy?"
"Of course, it's healthy and delicious. He can be self-disciplined now."
Half an hour later, a bulletproof Iveco drove quietly in the night and parked in front of Wang Ai's house.
Seeing the car lights, Wang Ai and Leonie hurried to the door and opened the door with their own hands. Messi and Antonella had just opened the door and got out of the car.
Wang Ai opened his arms with a smile on his face: "Leo, Antonella!"
The tired look on Messi's face has not yet dissipated, and he also showed a gentle and reserved smile: "King."
After that, the two hugged, and then Wang Ai and Antonella shook hands, pointed at Leonie and said: "This is my college classmate and my current manager."
Messi nodded: "I know, Manager Leonie."
Leonie shook hands with him: "When the doctor sent out the invitation, I blamed him for being so sudden. I didn't expect you to come."
Messi was a little shy and just smiled, but Antonella explained: "Leo and I have nothing to do. In fact, Leo has always wanted to talk to the doctor, but he just didn't have the chance. Today is the perfect day."
Wang Ai stepped aside and said: "Please."
Everyone walked into the grassy front yard together. Wang Ai pointed to the house and introduced: "My house has three floors above ground and one underground floor. My family and I are on the third floor. My security is on the first floor. My assistant is on the second floor. The gym.
It’s in the basement and the restaurant is on the first floor.”
With that said, Wang Ai opened the door in person and led Messi and his wife to visit the building. The male and female guards gathered around to watch. Messi was a little nervous and couldn't say anything. He just smiled. Antone
La felt better and nodded frequently with everyone. Seeing that the guards were just curious and liked it but did not ask for autographs or photos, the two of them relaxed a little.
When they arrived at the quiet backyard, they sat down under a tree not far from the swimming pool and the couple breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Ai smiled and said: "Although they have lived with me for many years and even trained with me, they are all your fans, my agents, and assistants. It's just like Antonella said, they have always been
No chance. But these guys secretly put pressure on me. You know, when you live in a group, sometimes the collective will is irresistible, so I have to ask you to come over and let them see."
"Really?" Messi finally spoke and asked with great interest: "Why aren't they your fans?"
Wang Ai spread his hands: "It was the same at the beginning, but as time went by, I no longer care about it."
Messi smiled and said: "Yes, it is difficult to maintain a superstar status in life."
Wang Ai agreed: "That's right, they will probably know me and respect me again when you come here. By the way, do you want me to go to your house and give your guards some lessons?"
"Okay." Messi laughed: "Next time you go to Barcelona, you must come to my house."
Leonie smiled and said nothing, just looking at the person who was actually quite a stranger and became familiar with him under Wang Ai's few words.
At this moment, there was a "look" in the shadow of the tree next to it, causing several people to turn their heads to look at it at the same time. Wang Ai waved, and the little flower slipped to Wang Ai's feet and looked at Messi and his wife. Wang Ai bent down and picked up the cat.
Picked it up: "This is my second generation cat. I adopted its father when I was in Milan. When I arrived in Munich, my father brought my mother from outside. When I arrived in Manchester, I was born. She is three years old now."
With that said, Wang Ai gently put the little flower into Antonela's hand, whose eyes were already shining. Messi also went up and touched a few hands with interest, and was licked by the little flower. Wang Ai said "Wow": "
What a lucky girl, you actually got to kiss Messi!"
Several people laughed, and Xiaohua seemed to be frightened. She jumped off Antonella's lap and ran to a tree on the side.
"What do you want to drink?" Wang Ai pointed to a pile of drinks on the coffee table.
"Everything is fine." Messi simply replied.
"Drink some herbal tea." Wang Ai picked up the can of Red Bull, opened it and poured four cups: "Is the injury in your mouth okay?"
Messi smiled slightly in surprise: "It doesn't matter."
This chapter has been completed!