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Chapter 18 I'm back!

 After all, Wang Ai went home first and brought a lot of luggage. He was worried that it would be unsafe to check it in. It would be outrageous to ask Li Lin or someone else to make a special trip to deliver things to him. Besides, they haven’t seen each other for half a year, which is weird.

. If Ai Xiaoqing really went to Haikou without showing her face, Ai Xiaoqing might be able to put down her work and see her son directly in Shanghai, which would be embarrassing. None of the national youth team members took their mother with them to the training camp.

After spending a day in Beijing, I went to the Beijing-Tianjin branch of Manager Huang for an inspection. Huang Xin’s job is very comfortable. There are not many things to do every day. Basically, she coordinates the supply of goods and handles bits and pieces of distributors’ matters.

As the first EMBA graduate of Renmin University, doing these trivial tasks is a bit humiliating. But Huang Xin really enjoys it. By the way, she also took a look at the Beijing branch of Beyond Sports Culture and Entertainment Company. The company is very small.

, it is not as big as the branch of Beyond Internet Investment Company. Liu An, the little clerk who could speak English at the time, because of his good English and computer skills, slowly rose to the top of Beyond System, even though he was only 22 years old. Now the company is in

Beijing has also built a flagship Internet cafe, but this is just to maintain its existence. There is no intention to continue investing in Internet cafes. According to Wang Ai's suggestion, it is currently trying to expand the field of film and television dramas and become a real cultural company. But Liu An

I don’t quite understand. Wang Bin has no energy, so he is still trying. At the same time, he is also engaged in e-sports, but there are no results. The Chinese people’s views on computer games are still quite divided, and the time is not yet ripe.

The flower business is basically a sales company that relies on the supply of goods from the newly built planting base at home to deliver goods to various flower shops in Beijing. Li Lin's side is even simpler, with two offices, a list of people, and more than fifty people under its jurisdiction.

A demobilized soldier, he is usually dispersed in various companies and provides dual leadership. Li Lin basically provides business guidance, and the company he employs is responsible for the daily work discipline.

I spent a day walking around various branches and slept one night at home in Beijing. The next day, I was driven to the airport by Li Lin and went directly to Shenyang. An hour and a half later, I was picked up by my family's van at Taoxian Airport and arrived at noon.

I've already had lunch at home.

Not seeing each other for half a year, Ai Xiaoqing missed her a lot. As expected, her afternoon work was pushed back to 6-25. Even Wang Bin asked for leave at the municipal government's economic work meeting. The deputy mayor who presided over the meeting also knew about the situation of Wang Bin's family. His only son was at home.

I studied in Germany and only came back half a year ago, so I am very considerate.

The family had endless things to say, and the happiest thing of course was that Wang Ai was taller. She didn't have much time to talk to Xu Qinglian, and just briefly cared about her studies. The winter break was only a month and a half. The next day, Wang Ai threw a towel at home.

I unloaded seven or eight Rimowa luggage, large and small, which were locked tightly. I took the car back to Shenyang Taoxian Airport early in the morning.

One o'clock in the afternoon, Haikou Airport.

Blue sky and white clouds, sunny coconut trees, Wang Ai quickly took off his down jacket. The weather was over ten degrees, equivalent to the weather in early autumn in Liaoyang!

After leaving the airport, a van parked on the side of the road, and Gao Hongbo, who was thin and tall, was talking on the phone.

"Director Gao, why are you here in person?" Wang Ai greeted in surprise as he walked.

"You came all the way, so I drove here by the way." Lao Gao said with a smile on his face.

Wang Ai touched his chin, Lao Gao's expression was a bit strange. When the van door was opened, the smiling face of the senior sister appeared.

Wang Ai immediately changed his direction and treated his boss as if he was nothing. The brother and sister made out for a long time. They hadn't seen each other for half a year. They usually chatted online and at most read each other's blogs. QQ these days didn't have a video function.

Lao Gao laughed along with him all the way, even if he knew that Wang Ai was deliberately retaliating against him, he pretended not to know.

On the field of the sports team, a group of teenagers were playing a fierce training match. When the car went around the training ground to the main entrance of the resident guest house, Wang Ai was lying by the window. He hadn't seen each other in more than four months. These young guys looked very energetic.

Ah. Isn’t that the guy who dribbles the ball left and right in the crowd, Chen Tao?

Wang Ai did not wait for the car to stop, got off the car and went straight to the stadium. He stood on the sidelines and shouted: "I Hu Hansan is back!"

The team members stopped one after another, and then said: "Hey, isn't that who this is!"

Zeng Cheng, who was closest to the stadium entrance, cheered, dropped the goal and ran away. Others stopped playing and swarmed over.

"Boss, boss!" shouted in a flurry of voices.

"How was it in Germany? I heard that you played in the fourth-tier league in Germany. How was your performance?"

A large group of familiar faces asked questions. Most of these players are still training in the youth teams of the domestic first-division teams. Some are still in football schools and have not made it forward, even if they are the Asian youth champions. Although the German state league

It's just an amateur game, but it belongs to a regular league. Domestic youth teams do not play regular games. These players, especially 17-year-old players like Zhou Haibin, are very concerned about this.

"It's not bad, it's not bad. It doesn't matter what level I am, the boss. I am now the half-time champion. If everything goes well, I will play in the regional league next year and it will be the de facto German Third Division."

"What is the level of the regional league?" Zhou Haibin asked seriously.

"Well, let's say A and B." Wang Ai thought about it for a while and said.

"A and B!" All the friends exclaimed.

"Come on, come on, wait until I change my clothes and I'll leave. Let's see if you have improved in the past six months! If anyone regresses, he will be in trouble!"

"Boss, we have all made progress, but you have to be careful. Chen Tao said he wants to challenge you. If you lose, you will be the second child!" Zhao Xuri started the fight with a smile.

"Really?" Wang Ai glanced at everyone, half-smiling but not smiling: "Haha!"

The little team members trembled in their hearts and smiled: "Haha."

Lao Gao said nothing, with one hand in his trouser pocket. Just as Wang Ai and his teammates were getting ready, Cheng Wei, who helped Wang Ai carry his backpack upstairs, also walked to the sidelines to watch the game.

After watching for a while, Cheng Weidao said: "How is my junior brother? Has he made any progress?"

When talking about his profession, Lao Gao became more serious and nodded slightly: "Wang Ai has changed a lot in the past six months. At least he has grown in size. If this continues, by September this year, he will be over 1.6 meters tall. His physical disadvantage is

It’s very small.”

"any left?"

Lao Gao glanced at his wife: "You insist that I praise him?"

"Whatever you're afraid of, he can't hear you."

"Okay." Lao Gao shook his head, nodded again, and took a deep breath: "The strength has changed a lot. He couldn't hold Zhao Xuri in the past. Look at the ball just now. He turned around to protect the ball, and Zhao Xuri pushed him.

He swayed a bit, and he was not as embarrassed as before. It seemed that he had received special strength training in Germany. He was still very good at passing and receiving the ball, surpassing the level of the average main force in Class A. As for dribbling, you couldn't tell, he didn't do much.

Play hard."

"What do you mean you're not serious?"

Lao Gao closed his mouth tightly and was silent for a moment: "It may be due to physical fatigue, or it may be... that the gap between his skills and everyone else is even wider."


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