In Air China's business class, with the gentle voice of the flight attendant, everyone unbuckled their seat belts. Some people took out their laptops to play games, some took out books and read novels, and some chatted together.
.Although the competition is ahead and the goals are ambitious, we can’t live without it.
It's a normal attitude to eat and drink when you should. Besides, the boss said it before I came here.
Wang Ai was sitting in the front row, with his hands on the small table, flipping through "Introduction to Military Thought". For him, it was both work and rest.
"that……"
Someone was talking next to him. Wang Ai looked up and saw that it was Zhao Xuri. He bowed his hand to Kang Si next to Wang Ai and said, "Translator Kang, can you let me sit down for a while while I talk to the boss about something?"
Kangsi smiled, picked up her coffee cup and small bag, stood up, and ran to chat with the flight attendant. As the only woman in the delegation, she received a lot of preferential treatment.
"What's the matter?" Wang Ai lowered his head to read again.
"It's nothing." Zhao Xuri sat down comfortably, glanced sideways at the book in Wang Ai's hand, and immediately ducked subconsciously. This was completely different from what he imagined. He thought it was
What's a very interesting book, military? What's the result? It's a textbook!
Listening to Zhao Xuri's bored words, he opened, closed, opened, and closed the curtains. Wang Ai put down the book helplessly: "What's wrong with you? I have something to say!"
Zhao Xuri looked around and saw that there was no one around. He approached Wang Ai's head and whispered, "Wang Xin, do you know him?"
"Who?" Wang Ai frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Hehe." Zhao Xuri looked around again with a stern look, and whispered: "You always know the Liaoning Guangyuan team, right? You Liao Qing! participated in the Singapore League two years ago?"
Wang Ai took a breath and nodded: "I know."
"Did you plan it?"
"No." Wang Ai shook his head: "There were still a lot of people in Liaoqing at that time, and they couldn't play in games, and they couldn't sell at high prices, so they just thought that they could go to Singapore to participate in the league. So at that time, I said, oh,
Leonie applied. By the way, Lao Bai knew about this, and Lao Bai objected, but Leonie thought she could give it a try. When she signed up with me, I didn’t object either. But what happened later, damn it!"
Speaking of this, Wang Ai disliked Zhao Xuri's head being too close and pushed him: "I can see this right now. The Chinese society is fine internally, but I'm afraid that if people jump back and forth, a bunch of bad things will happen.
.What, what did you hear?”
"Do you know the latest news?" Zhao Xuri continued mysteriously.
"What's the latest news?" Wang Ai asked strangely: "Back then, I was found out for gambling in Singapore. Those who deserved to go to jail went to jail, and those who deserved to return home returned to China. Even the club was disbanded. What else could happen?"
Zhao Xuri smiled proudly: "You don't know this, right? The club was disbanded, the players were arrested and came back, but the manager Wang Xin paid the bail and ran away."
Wang Ai looked at Zhao Xuri suspiciously, and Zhao Xuri explained: "Wang Xin is from Dalian, and he used to play football. We Dalian people play football a lot, so... Anyway, I heard about him a few months ago.
He was arrested and has not been released yet. Also, his affairs are much older!"
"By the way, there's also Interpol."
Having said this, Zhao Xuri turned around and looked around again, and found that everyone was doing their own thing, and no one paid attention to what they were whispering, so he took out his laptop from his bag, connected to the Internet skillfully, and opened a collection
Interface: "Look, red notice, do you see this person's name?"
Wang Ai took a look and sure enough! It was signed Interpol Singapore Central Bureau!
"Boss, I know you are clean, everyone knows you are clean, and even those who don't know know. But..."
"What do you mean you know something you don't know?"
"Hey, you're so rich and you've donated so much, you can't do that, right? I've heard about Liaozu's style, it's very tough. Manager Lei is very crazy, so I'm not worried about you, nor is I worried about her.
But Wang Xin, after all, did it under the name of Liaozu. There has been no movement for several months, but I feel that this matter could be earth-shattering, so you'd better be careful not to get involved."
"Boss?"
"Oh!" Wang Ai came back from his trance and looked at Zhao Xuri: "What's the date today?"
"The 11th, June."
"June 11, 2009." Wang Ai frowned and murmured. After thinking for a long time, he turned to Zhao Xuri and said, "Old Zhao, thank you for the reminder. Are you okay?"
"What can happen to me? I was still a young player in China, and I went abroad 4 years ago. Those things in the domestic league can't be blamed on me. It's mainly because of you, the boss, who has a big family and a big business.
"
Wang Ai breathed out and hugged Zhao Xuri's shoulders: "Good brother, thank you. Are all our buddies okay? What do you think?"
Zhao Xuri laughed and shook his head: "No, think about it, who are we? We have been champions, champions, champions since childhood. Who is short of money? Even if we are short of money, don't we still have you as the boss? I think, this kind of
They are either veteran players who have little room for advancement and are looking to make some money to support their retirement, or they are marginal players who are looking to make a handful of money. But the main thing is the management. They are the boss, and the players can get a share of the money.
"
Seeing Wang Ai nodding, Zhao Xuri continued: "We are a group of people with high vision and high income. Bribing is definitely not possible, unless we are playing tricks. But if you are playing tricks, who can be more powerful than you? It was for Chen Tao back then, hehe! Anyway, I just listened.
As I said, many people are quite afraid of you, so they don’t dare to do anything to us. Besides, we all know that we will go abroad with you sooner or later, so who is talking nonsense to them?"
Wang Ai sighed: "That's fine, as long as the national team is not affected. By the way, have you told anyone else about this?"
Zhao Xuri rolled his eyes: "Do you think I'm stupid? But we came from Dalian, oh, Lao Zhou must have heard about it. But maybe he doesn't know as much as I do. You know he is a guy who can't be beaten with three sticks."
Damn it, I’m not as well-informed as I am, and maybe I haven’t thought about it that much. Anyway, we all know that we are fine, and so are you, boss, so let others do whatever they want.”
"Well, that's good." Having said this, Wang Ai looked into Zhao Xuri's eyes: "Don't tell anyone about this matter from now on. You won't know if I ask you. Especially beware of your reporter friends."
"What's wrong?" Zhao Xuri whispered curiously: "Boss, what did you hear?"
Wang Ai shook his head, wanted to say something but shut up. Seeing that Zhao Xuri was anxious, he had to say: "Haven't you been abroad for more than four years? You just don't know whoever asks you, unless it's... the police!"
"Police?" Zhao Xuri's eyes widened.
Wang Ai sighed, picked up the book again, and said at a volume that only two people could hear: "Something big has happened, but it's their turn to do something."
