It’s the first day of school again. Freshmen from all over the world, the product of time-tested compulsory education, came to the gate of Renmin University. Many of them were full of resentment towards Tsinghua University and Peking University, which were just around the corner.
Constantly comforting myself: The National People’s Congress is not bad!
The People's University! Look, the People's University, we, the People's University!
"The National People's Congress is not bad either." A high school classmate from Tsinghua University and Peking University said lightly.
"The National People's Congress is not bad." The president of the National People's Congress also said the same thing.
"The National People's Congress is not bad." Parents of students also said the same.
"The National People's Congress is not bad," the students said with tears in their hearts.
"The National People's Congress is not bad." Ai Xiaoqing hugged Xu Qinglian and whispered.
"Yes." Xu Qinglian replied with a smile.
Looking around and seeing no one around, Ai Xiaoqing whispered: "My dear daughter, why do you want to go to the National People's Congress? He came for the philosophy department, and you came for the history department. What kind of history can a good girl study?"
"Give yourself a reason to go to the National People's Congress." Xu Qinglian said with a smile.
"Ah?" Ai Xiaoqing said in surprise: "You didn't originally want to go to the National People's Congress? I mean, it would be great to go to Tsinghua University."
"No." Xu Qinglian shook her head and said: "When I applied for a volunteer, he told me that it is the same wherever he goes. I think they are all similar. He has studied at the National People's Congress and the teachers are here, so he can take care of him to some extent, so I came here
Already."
Ai Xiaoqing turned around and glared at Wang Ai, who was wearing a big hat, and sighed: "I have two top picks in my family, but none of them went to Tsinghua University or Peking University. Let's go."
The mother and daughter were chatting in low voices here, and the father and son were also talking over there.
"I heard you want to buy Qubo?"
"Ah? You know everything? I didn't tell anyone."
"I received a call from the boss of Donghai Group two days ago. He asked me with a smile if this was the case. I said how did I know? They said that based on our friendship, it was not a matter of just one sentence. It was not a matter of talking to him.
Is his agent just talking about it? I just found out now. I said your club is going to buy international players?"
"Isn't it time to catch up?" Wang Ai said: "I chatted with him when I was playing a warm-up match in Shanghai a few days ago and found out that he originally went to the Premier League, but his temporary residence permit was stuck and he couldn't go. It was very sad. I was impulsive.
I mentioned this matter to Lao Shen, but his agent found out."
"Didn't the conversation go well?"
"Well, it's a little bit worse. Although our Tubingen youth is doing well, it is a second-tier league after all. Qu Bo is not bad, but his agent is a bit unwilling. Tell me if you can sign a one-year short-term contract, and
I was asked to follow the standards of Tottenham, oh, the Premier League team he was originally going to. I was very unhappy. We already had enough foreign players. Although I didn’t plan to keep him for a long time, I could sign for one year.
What's going on? Are you using us as a city gate to walk through?"
"You didn't plan to stay with me, so what happened to the one-year contract?" Wang Bin asked in confusion.
"Can it be the same? If you sign for three to five years, the player's mentality will be different. He must know that he will stay with this team for a long time, and the level of investment in training and games will be different. If he signs for one year, everyone will know that he is a passerby.
That's not what I'm thinking about. I'll definitely be thinking about how to 'fly higher' every day, so what are we aiming for? Besides, the Premier League is much richer than the Bundesliga, and we're still a second-tier league. We'll spend 2 million pounds to buy him then.
Give him an annual salary of 800,000 yuan, and I only have 300,000 yuan! If you don’t talk about me, how do you want others to see him? Bai Guanghai only has 250,000 yuan, can he alone be able to match three others? If you buy according to this standard, the team’s combat effectiveness will not increase but decrease, I
Isn’t this money well spent?”
"And what's more, if you sign for one year, he will be a free agent after one year and can go wherever he wants. Then I can't sell him even if I want to. This is equivalent to me spending 2.8 million to hire him to play football absentmindedly.
There is no chance of repaying the money during the season. If this is the case, I might as well buy a European national football player."
Wang Bin nodded: "No wonder they called me specifically. They were afraid that I would pick trouble."
"After all, they still don't like us." Wang Ai said dejectedly: "He didn't even think about it. Yang Chen, Xie Hui and I, aren't the three of us national footballers playing in the German second division? It's so easy to reach the top in one step. Forget it.
Forget it, Lao Qu and I have only known each other for a short time, and besides, I can’t say much about my status. Let him figure it out for himself. Anyway, as a teammate, I was given the opportunity, and I have done my best to benevolent and righteous."
"Well, okay, then I won't say hello to Donghai. Really, if you really want someone, tell me when the time comes. We don't dare to say who we want, but at least we can discuss it.
It doesn’t matter if it’s the Dalian team.”
"Our family is also related to Shide?" Wang Ai asked in surprise.
"It doesn't matter. They are in the real estate business and our family is in the manufacturing industry. But in the end, it's all about looking up and not looking down. Buying a football player is nothing. At best, it's a deal worth 18 million. I just make a phone call in person and it's enough."
Wang Ai looked his father up and down: "Are you so awesome?"
Wang Bin pressed Wang Ai's head and said with a smile: "What a bull, in the end it's just a small business."
Wang Ai's mouth is tack-tab-tap-tap-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat, how old is Wang Bin this year? Just 35! He is the vice-president of the China Light Industry Federation. He founded the Northern Paper Group, which is the leader of the country's civilian paper industry and the leader of the alliance. It rules all the bathrooms in Northeast Asia.
Ai Xiaoqing's Northern Flowers, Stupid Food, and Beyond Sports Culture and Entertainment are all well-known top 500 private enterprises in China, with total family assets exceeding 10 billion. How long has it taken? Less than ten years.
Wang Bin is a well-known self-made entrepreneur in the country, but he is not a white-glove entrepreneur! He is on the right track. If he were not low-key and Wang Ai was too high-profile, he would be the most famous in the family. At this age, he should be the most famous one.
Considered a "young man", it is already remarkable that he is still able to remain stable and steady at this point.
How big a deal is it to buy a national football player? Even the club bought one! If you are in a hurry, you can’t afford to buy a small Premier League club.
Just as he was talking, a group of middle-aged and elderly people came out in front of the group. Wang Ai was happy when he saw them. The head of his philosophy department and his tutor were all in the queue, and the leader was the current president of the National People's Congress.
Because Wang Ai is so well-known, Xu Qinglian was sent to school today instead of leading the way through the students at the main entrance. Instead, he went directly to the teaching building of the History Department. The arrival of the three members of the Wang family was worthy of the Renmin University's line-up to greet them.
The president of the National People's Congress is at the vice-ministerial level, but Wang Bin's vice-president of the Light Industry Federation is the former Ministry of Light Industry. He is really at the administrative level and is also a deputy ministry.
When Wang Ai came four years ago, the Wang family enterprise did not have the momentum it has today, and no one knew Wang Bin, so it was easy for the family of three to come. But this time it is different. Although the Wang family is not an educator, after all
He is also someone who often goes to the State Council for meetings, and has met each other. When he mentioned Wang Ailai, he became even closer.
When Wang Bin came today, he made a special call to the other party. It's not that he had to pay attention to this, but it was Xu Qinglian who was here today.
Calling someone a daughter is not a real daughter after all. Wang Bin and his wife have no idea of having a daughter in a wealthy family, but in the final analysis, they are still guardians, not a family, so they have to support their face, otherwise what will happen if they break up again?
What should I do? Don't be impatient, son? Did you even drop the football without looking and run back all the way?
You know, the Asian Junior Championship will be held in five days!
This chapter has been completed!