Except for being a little tired when they woke up, everything else was fine, but it made Kang Si and Huang Xin very nervous. This suite is very expensive, and it is quite in line with Wang Ai's current worth, so there is no need to worry about the temperature and the comfort level.
Don't worry, it's not cold even in front of the window sill, which is also wrapped in a layer of exquisite fabric.
While eating breakfast, Wang Ai was still regretting that he should not have sent text messages to Tang Mudan.
The last time he and Leonie talked about the experience and lessons learned from the failure of the Golden Globe Awards, he vaguely realized that Leonie seemed to know something, but Leonie didn't say it, so he didn't ask. He is now a little "afraid" of knowing.
There are other reasons behind the Xu Qinglian incident.
He had too much work, was tired, and was somewhat avoiding something that would definitely cost a huge amount of money emotionally.
Therefore, he tried his best not to disturb Xu Qinglian. During this period, unless extremely necessary, he and Xu Qinglian maintained a "silent" state. But last night, he must have been confused before going to bed.
After returning to the room, I accidentally opened the text message box on my mobile phone, and sure enough it was empty.
Okay, okay.
"Did you enjoy last night?" Jose made a joke when he saw Wang Ai on Moratti's special plane.
Although he was invited to the dinner last night, he didn't go. Portuguese people have such character.
"Don't mention it." Wang Ai pulled the suitcase and sat next to Jose, fastening his seat belt: "I went back at 1:30 in the morning and went to bed after 2 o'clock. I'm still sleepy now. Nothing good happened."
Jose nodded and suddenly said: "I forgot to say, congratulations, World Footballer!"
Wang Ai looked at him strangely, paused, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the coach who has guided you to become the World Footballer."
Jose raised his head and smiled, and Wang Ai looked at Moratti opposite: "Congratulations to your great chairman, you have trained another World Footballer."
"Yes!" Moratti laughed heartily: "After finishing work this afternoon, I will treat you. Now you can think about what you want to eat."
Moratti also attended the banquet last night, but among a group of bosses, he did not join the players or go to FIFA. Instead, he chatted with Platini for a long time. After all, FIFA basically has no control over them.
, UEFA’s influence is very large.
Talking and laughing all the way, we returned to Milan in an hour. At the airport, facing the surging Italian reporters and hundreds of fans, Wang Ai gave a brief speech: "Thanks to the beautiful Italy, I won two world footballers here.
, this is me, the coach, Inter Milan, and the glory of Serie A."
On the specially driven team bus, Wang Ai opened the curtains and waved frequently to the crowded crowd. Due to the warning from his boss, he did not take out the trophy this time and prepared to face the 19th round of Serie A at home 18 days later.
Take it out before the Chievo game.
If it was always taken out, there would be no freshness or sensation. At that time, the club held a small ceremony for him personally and invited some people to watch the ceremony, so he had to cooperate.
Five Crowns + World Footballer = Great International Era.
I attended a sponsor reception in the morning, took a short break for two hours at noon, and rushed to the Adidas store in Milan in the afternoon. This was Wang Ai's fulfillment of his personal contract and the club contract combined into one. Then he went to the Italian National TV Station around five o'clock.
, participated in the program interview.
It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that the dinner that Moratti had agreed to was arranged. There were not many people, just Moratti and his son, Jose, and Wang Ai. The venue was Moratti's private residence.
The old man is also very tired, because he was also on the interview just now, and he was also criticized as usual. As much as this old man is loved by Inter Milan fans, he is also hated by all Serie A teams except Inter Milan, and how much the fans hate him, just like Inter Milan itself.
The same thing happened in Italy.
Jose wanted to help, but he couldn't take care of himself. His reputation in Italy was even worse than Moratti's. And what about Wang Ai? He looked at the aggressive appearance of the host and guests and hid obediently. He didn't want to help these two people.
The shot was fired. Jose was a thick-skinned type who could not win for a long time. Moratti had more experience and had already passed by as if nothing had happened.
So, Wang Ai didn't actually order food. Even if Angelo asked, Wang Ai just said: "As long as you can eat enough, my monthly meal expenses are only about 3,000, so I don't choose."
Angelo was shocked when he heard that, and asked hesitantly: "You're not polite?"
"No." Wang Ai shook his head: "For me, what matters is energy, not scarcity. Tuna and caviar are expensive, but there is nothing special from the perspective of energy and nutrition, just the taste. And for me,
It doesn’t matter in this regard.”
Therefore, the dinner was also arranged according to the standard of "sufficient". To put it simply, it was quite inconsistent with Moratti's status as a tycoon: big fish and big meat!
But Moratti and his son knew very well that the Chinese employee under their command was richer than them, and he was more tycoon than them. If the tycoon had enough to eat, that wouldn't be called vulgarity, it would be true temperament!
In fact, Moratti has been around football players for a long time, and he is also a shameful Italian tycoon. He is not very expressive and hypocritical. In addition to being older and not eating much, in this private occasion, eating
It's also quite bold.
For example, when I held the lobster shell with both hands, Kaaba opened it with a sound and even licked his fingers.
"Are you going to carry out environmental protection work in the future?" After enjoying the meal, Moratti asked directly without being polite.
"Yes." Wang Ai picked out the oysters from the noodles in disgust, forgetting to mention that people with big appetites are impatient with this kind of food. How good is it that it is all oyster meat?
"Do you need the club to do anything?" Angelo chewed steak and asked for his father who was busy fighting lobsters: "If you do it with great efforts, it is best to cooperate with the club. We originally had a similar project.
.”
Wang Ai simply picked out all the oysters, ate the meat one by one, and then focused on destroying the noodles: "If the club has activities in this area, I will try to participate. I personally will cooperate with Greenpeace and the World Wildlife Fund and donate some
With money, I will also participate in some activities.”
Jose was elegantly handling a dish of vanilla cod with a fork when he heard this and interrupted: "Greenpeace does not accept individual donations, it must be an organization."
Wang Ai nodded: "I personally have a charity fund, and I don't expect them to help me directly. I can only say that I hope to protect the environment, and they also hope to protect the environment. If we work together, we will both benefit."
When Angelo heard this, he thought for a while and suddenly said: "Do you want to go to the United Nations to give a speech? The United Nations Environment Program? If you really plan to join this industry, that might be a good place."
"Can you arrange it?" Wang Ai asked curiously.
Angelo looked at his father. Moratti reluctantly put down the lobster shell, took the napkin and wiped his mouth and hands: "You can try it."
