After a night of feasting, all the fun was gone.
The men's football team still has a little bit of work to do in the 14th Asian Cup, which is to participate in various business activities. However, compared with the first win two years ago, it was still a home win. This time it is destined to not be a "big harvest"
.Besides, with the influence of the World Cup, the taste of Chinese fans has improved a lot.
After all, the plate is only so big. There are more World Cups, less Asian Cups, and even less domestic leagues. Fortunately, the women's football team is very calm. This year's Women's World Cup will be held in China, which will take over the word-of-mouth topic in the next few months.
.The women's football team is currently in Beijing. Wang Ai originally wanted to "visit the team", but unfortunately time did not allow it, so he could only give up with regret.
Life is like this. When you gain a lot, you will also lose a lot. Many of the friends I made at the Olympic Sports Center when I was young have lost contact.
At 7:30 in the morning on August 1, Wang Ai set off from his home in Dongcheng District. The traffic jam at this time was desperate. The odd and even numbers will not be released until next year before the Olympic Games. Many Beijing residents can only
In the traffic flow, I watched the pedestrians' backs drifting away, and there was nothing I could do except bang the steering wheel and curse.
You can’t help but let the wealthy people pursue the “American life on wheels”. Who told us to promote it like this in the past?
So this morning, Wang Ai got on a bicycle and planned to ride all the way south, accompanied by Li Lin, Zhao Dan and Kang Si. It wasn't far anyway. Dongcheng District and Chongwen District were next to each other, so they would be there in a short while.
Just going out like this is not a small risk. Being watched is not a big deal. The biggest fear is causing traffic jams... There are already enough jams!
A big hat, a big T-shirt, big sunglasses, big pants, and big pull-ups are not only cool but also concealable. When Wang Ai went out on the stroller wearing this outfit, she even said to Xu Qinglian: "Look, I'm hiding in the city."
, who can guess it’s me with this look?”
"Then this is how you meet the leader?"
Wang Ai picked Xu Qinglian's chin with his finger. After the beauty dodged, he rubbed his hands regretfully and patted the small suitcase on the back seat of the bicycle: "Here are the clothes!"
Walking through this road, it feels really good. In fact, this kind of behavior is not uncommon in Beijing in the summer. Occasionally, there are oncoming pedestrians, and the vehicles look at Wang Ai's face in a daze. Fortunately, although Wang Ai is carefree,
, but Kangsi is not stupid, and she also disguised herself before leaving. Otherwise, her little face would be obvious immediately.
Arriving at No. Bing 3, Longtanhu Road, Wang Ai stopped and looked at the dilapidated building. The dark walls, gray windows, various pipelines were exposed, and the water drains on the roof were washed away.
There were traces of it, and nothing could be seen in the dark hole at the door of the building. A gust of wind blew up, and a broken plastic bag rolled up and fluttered in the wind. By the way, the boss of the Chinese Football Association is a brand, who would have thought that the office area is only 700 square meters? Not Wang Ai yet
The family is big!
The move has been buzzing around the Football Association for many years. FIFA gave US$400,000 in 2003 to support the improvement of the office environment, but it has never happened over the years. One is that the head of the house, Yan Shiduo, just sat in his seat and refused to leave.
Generally speaking, the logic of official circles is that benefits are only given to new officials after they take office. The longer they work, the less willing they are to mobilize troops. What makes the Football Association officials even more desperate is that the head of the family often recalls the hard work of the older generation.
, have fun and remember the bitterness and sweetness...
Secondly, whenever the Football Association decides to move, housing prices in Beijing skyrocket! Originally, the Football Association was quite ambitious and even planned to build one by itself. The initial $400,000 was not that small, but then this little money
Purchasing power has plummeted, and the Football Association can only stare at it. On its own, it only has more than 20 million yuan in office funds a year. If it really wants to build a building, it will have to go to Miyun.
In eighth place in last year's World Cup, the Football Association had a bite of meat, but then 90% of it was taken away by the General Administration of Sports to support the friendly forces. Although there was still some left, Yan Shiduo led the Football Association cadres to put all their money on it.
At the Olympic Games.
Anyway, if you win next year, the General Administration of Sports has said that you will spend less on various advertising fees and other things this time... I will definitely leave money for you to build a house. But if you lose... Well, Yan Shiduo will definitely step down by then.
, he can't control it anymore.
When Wang Ai stopped the car and looked for the car shed, he could clearly feel the resentment of the dilapidated building behind him and the officials of the Football Association who were coming and going!
Carrying a small suitcase, he greeted the cadres who came and went, and found an office at random. Wang Ai changed into formal clothes. He wanted to meet the leader. Big pants were inappropriate, and big pullovers were not suitable. Don't look at the Football Association, which is such a shabby, serious department-level unit!
So changing clothes is necessary, but more importantly, there is air conditioning in the leadership room, and the big pants freeze the buttocks.
Li Lin, Zhao Dan, and Kang Si were sitting in the secretary's office outside. Wang Ai knocked on Yan Shiduo's office door. In a white shirt and black pants, Vice Chairman Yan sitting behind the desk was still the same sturdy man.
A middle-aged man, right? The morning sunlight reflected a ray of light through the old wooden windows, and it seemed that Yan Shiduo had a white stubble at the root of his hair.
Wang Ai, who was dressed in youth uniform, gave a salute with a standard posture and high morale: "Thank you for your hard work, leader!"
Yan Shiduo immediately smiled and pointed at Wang Ai: "You kid!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked to Wang Ai, then took a step back and looked at Wang Ai's size: "It's so fast, you are so tall. I just salute you to me, and I will give you something good!"
"
With that said, he turned around and took out three small red-covered books from the drawer of his desk. Wang Ai could tell at a glance that the bottom one was a passbook, but he didn't know about the two above.
"Comrade Wang Ai, in view of your outstanding performance in last year's Football World Championship, after your application and organizational review, you are now awarded the honorary title of international athlete!" Yan Shiduo carefully opened a small book and read it out before handing it over.
He gave it to Wang Ai and handed a round medal to Wang Ai.
Before Wang Ai took it with his hands and looked at it carefully, Yan Shiduo said again: "Comrade Wang Ai, in order to commend you... for your outstanding contribution to the development of sports in our country, we have decided to grant special government subsidies and issue a certificate of honor."
Wang Ai took the certificate and a passbook with both hands again. He looked down and saw that what was written on the certificate was the same as what Yan Shiduo read, that is, the word was "you", not "you". Wang Ai looked up at Yan Shiduo, and Yan Shiduo raised his head: "
What, you want me to talk about you?"
"Hey, 'you' is fine."
Wang Ai took the two notebooks and turned them over again. Yan Shiduo waved his hand: "Sit down and read slowly."
