Three hundred and sixty-fourth small sentiment (four)
This time, Wang Ai was silent for a long time, and then thought of those tragic days eight or nine years ago. In the past, the "masters of the country" who held their chests and heads high were insulted, trampled, and ravaged. The Heshang faction talked about the past.
Thirty years, is it worse than this? Which of their wives has become a young lady?
Otherwise, this group of people is completely hypocritical. Apart from crying about the past of doing manual labor, who has paid attention to the plight of laid-off workers who are countless times more miserable than them?
Can we blame the children of laid-off workers for being aggrieved?
This scar will forever be engraved in the hearts of this generation and become an unforgettable pain.
"Let's talk about it another day. I'll talk to everyone about this another day." Wang Ai made a gesture: "I have some ideas recently."
Chen Tao solemnly said: "Okay, we all listen to you."
Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's talk about our career development. Do you really plan to stay at Depor for the rest of your life?"
Chen Tao's eyes were a little confused: "Where do you want me to go?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "I have no plans. My mission is to try to send you all to the five major leagues, and then it depends on you. Lao Bai will transfer to Cologne in Dortmund this year, and I don't care. This is between him and
His agent’s affairs. Oh, theoretically it’s under my control, but I don’t have the energy to do it. I have too many things to do.”
"Yes." Chen Tao nodded and said: "I have thought about this seriously. Logically speaking, my salary must be a bit low. Galicia is relatively poor. If I go to a big city, such as Madrid, Atletico Madrid asked me to come last year.
Look, when I went there, my salary was about 10% higher than what it is now, but it was basically the same. The salary of non-star players was only two to three million, which couldn’t be much higher. This is incomparable to yours. What do you pay?
The advertisements carried by the club will be fed back to you through part of the salary."
Wang Ai nodded and looked at his brother who was talking happily.
"But my main income is not in salary." Chen Tao laughed: "Actually, among our group of 84 national juniors, those who go to play football in foreign countries can only get half of their salary at worst, and the rest is advertising fees.
.What the club picks up, what the national team picks up, and what we ourselves pick up.”
Speaking of this, Chen Tao suddenly pointed at his face: "When I was a child, how could I dare to think of earning 50 million a year? Fifty million! Isn't that too little? What else can I do?
Buy a plane."
"Then what have you been doing?" Wang Ai asked curiously.
Chen Tao smiled shyly: "I have bought more than a dozen houses in Beijing, Shanghai, and Shenyang. My dad said that I have even bought my great-grandson's house in my life."
"Where else is there in Beijing? Siheyuan?"
"No, no, no." Chen Tao's head shook: "I can't afford it. It costs five or six billion. I bought a villa in the suburbs of Beijing. Then, I bought some good cars, such as Mercedes-Benz and BMW.
, I originally planned to buy a sports car, so why don’t you stop me? I also gave some to my relatives, so that’s about it. In fact, if my parents didn’t want to move, I would have given them my villa in Shenyang.
, I usually don’t live there either.”
Wang Ai nodded after hearing this: "It's good to spend it like this. Take the right path and don't go astray."
"Yes." Chen Tao nodded: "We all learn from you. I also donated a Hope Primary School, that is..."
Speaking of this, Chen Tao looked at Wang Ai sheepishly: "My name is Chen Tao Primary School, hehe."
Wang Ai also said happily: "How much money can do a big thing, the nature of what you do is the same as mine, there is no need to compare the size. Logically speaking, my donation amount has long exceeded Bai Fangli and Cong Fei, but they are still me
They are idols, but my efforts are still not as great as theirs."
Chen Tao nodded and suddenly said: "Let's talk about the Confederations Cup. What do you think?"
Wang Ai smiled: "We'll tell you tomorrow, publicly."
Chen Tao rubbed his hands, and when he saw Wang Ai smiling and saying nothing, he reluctantly nodded: "Okay, okay."
The next day, after the tactics class in the morning, Wang Ai walked up to the small podium in the hotel conference room and looked at Dong Fangzhuo, Zhao Xuri, Zhou Haibin, Chen Tao, Zhu Ting, Yan Song, Dong Fangzhuo, Bai Guanghai, Luo Tongliang and other Northeasterners under the stage.
Teammates, as well as teammates from other areas such as Wang Yongpo, Yuan Weiwei, Zong Lei, etc., shook their heads and said with a smile: "Today's national conditions class will talk about two things."
Li Bing and Fan Zhiyi also sat down with great interest, drinking some water to get rid of their thirst after the fierce argument just now. There is no way, Gao Jiajun's tactical democracy is too full, no matter how big or small, except for a little respect for Lao Gao
, everyone else is equal.
It was common for them to expose each other when they got into an argument. How could the two of them endure this? But when Wang Ai also asked Sun Jihai to spit on his face, they had no choice but to endure it.
"First, I will talk about the past of being laid off. Second, I will talk about our goals that I envisioned, the Confederations Cup and next year's World Cup." Wang Aiyan spoke briefly and comprehensively, and the room became quiet except for Gulu.
The sound of drinking water.
"Yesterday Chen Tao told me about the past of being laid off." Wang Ai looked at everyone: "I have also had some new thoughts in recent years, so I would like to share them with you. Most of the people here are from the Northeast. Although everyone is rich,
I'm very happy that I haven't forgotten my roots. My teammates from other regions should also listen, and I'm not just talking about the Northeast."
"For the first thirty years, we were blocked by Western countries. What does that mean? It means selling our things to others, but they don't want it, even if it's cheap. We want to buy other people's things, but they won't give it to us, even if we pay more." Wang Ai
He made a gesture: "The world was like this at that time. But what should we do if we want to develop ourselves? It just so happens that in the Northeast, there is Marshal Zhang. Marshal Zhang left a little foundation, and Japan's puppet Manchukuo left a little bit in order to launch a war.
Based on this foundation, we took over the Soviet aid projects to China. What is our ultimate position in the country? A heavy industry base. What is a heavy industry base? It supplies machinery and equipment to the whole country. Please note that, except for a few projects, we
The heavy industry in Northeast China lags behind that of developed countries across the board. The foundation is different and there is nothing we can do about it. Our illiteracy rate before the founding of the People's Republic of China was 99%. You cannot support the level of the heavy industry system of a developed country."
"Even chasing will take time." After Wang Ai finished speaking, he waited for a while, and saw everyone suddenly realized before continuing: "At this time, Western countries will no longer block us, and we will reform and open up. Then, the problem comes, the same
Regarding papermaking equipment, how much can two of us produce in a day? Half a ton. What about Western equipment? What about Japanese equipment? Two people, half a day, five tons. This is not the most advanced."
Wang Ai looked at everyone: "What is the purpose of introducing advanced science and technology and management experience into our country? It is to develop productivity. Papermaking equipment can be described as prolific toilet paper. In this case, whose equipment does the toilet paper company buy? Who produces it?
If there are many, who should I buy, right?"
Speaking of this, Wang Ai sighed and spread his hands: "The Northeast is over."
