Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety-Eighth? Da Yin (8)
After hearing this, Wang Ai was convinced. After thinking for more than ten seconds, he slapped his thigh: "I just focused on how to deceive the opponent. I didn't think about how the opponent would target us and how we should resist. This won't work. I have to correct it.
I think of both sides.”
Speaking of this, Wang Ai frowned deeply. He was exhausted from just one plan, let alone another one.
"How about you help me?" Wang Ai looked at Leonie: "You are a foreigner..."
"I'm Chinese!" Leonie corrected her seriously. Without waiting for Wang Ai to continue, she said: "Germans are just good at planning, but when it comes to taking advantage of the situation, it depends on the British, and when it comes to using whatever means necessary, it depends on the Americans. I
I’m not good at this, and even if I join, it will only be at the level of German defense.”
Speaking of this, Leonie shrugged: "You know, the Germans are not good at defense."
"British...American..." Wang Ai thought for a long time: "Jamie? No, no, he is more naive than me, then..."
Under the gazes of Huang Xin and Leonie, Wang Ai suddenly stood up with a slap on his thigh and walked out.
"What are you doing?" Huang Xin asked.
"I'm going to find Jose!" Wang Ai's eyes were bright!
Of course it is a joke to ask Jose now. Defense methods are mainly a matter of experience. It is enough to ask him for advice before leaving for South Africa. Even Moratti can be consulted. The main reason is that the deception method just handed over to Lao Gao needs long-term layout. Slowly
Slow planning.
The arrival of Leonie finally gave Wang Ai's master bedroom a feminine touch. Huang Xin couldn't stand the love nest between Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian. It wasn't about respect or taboo, mainly because she didn't regard herself as a king.
Ai's wife, so she doesn't live in the main house. But Leonie doesn't care about this. When Xu Qinglian is around, she is free.
Leonie, who was lying in Wang Ai's arms before going to bed, muttered: "Huang Xin is so cunning, she actually ran downstairs."
Wang Ai agreed: "It's my fault too. After analyzing my psychology with her, she probably found signs from you that you wanted to retaliate against her. You'll learn a lesson from the pain, wait until next time."
It was late at night here in Italy, and it was just getting dark over in Beijing. Lao Gao got up energetically and went to his son's room to see "Wang Ai's eldest nephew" who was getting ready for a morning run. At home, Lao Gao was Yan
Father, so he didn’t say anything and went to the study again.
The head coach's job is very complex. Although in theory he only supervises twenty or so people, in fact according to the division of labor, he is equivalent to the chief engineer, supervising everything from top to bottom. So no matter what the coach is good at, as long as
After a long time, the head coach will transform into a manager, a designer who builds various mechanisms, rather than just arranging troops.
Ever since Lao Gao visited Jose, his transformation has become even more obvious. Before Wang Ai made this report, he had actually started working on it, but his personal experience in international competitions was not as much as Wang Ai's, and he had seen as many conspiracies and conspiracies as possible.
He doesn’t have Wang Aido’s dirty tricks, so his idea is still limited to the strategic defense system of Chinese football.
In other words, he is still a teacher of benevolence and righteousness, not the "tiger and wolf teacher" proposed by Wang Ai.
The reason why Lao Gao got up so early today is because he wants to go south temporarily to have a try with his master Mr. Jin Bosi. Xu Genbao is certainly not the cunningest, but he is currently the oldest in the first line of the league, which means that his mind
He is still flexible and his sense of touch is still keen. He has eaten and seen everything in his life, and he is no longer old or young.
After Director Wei Di took office, he had already met and talked with him. Unfortunately, the two of them did not know each other before. Director Wei had just arrived, and Gao Hongbo was a famous marshal, so the two of them talked relatively briefly and rarely.
Exploring each other.
At this moment, Wang Ai submitted such a document that would definitely, definitely, definitely be listed as a "state secret". Lao Gao didn't know how Director Wei would react. What if he objected? Director Wei worked at the aquatic center.
A non-professional event managed by a man who has been the leader for ten years. Although there are unavoidable tricks in the national competition of water sports, in terms of weird thinking, tricky angles, and difficult to guard against, it still cannot compare with professional events.
If he really feels that the scale is large and has many connections, it is unnecessary to say a word. Lao Gao asks himself: Am I against it, am I against it, or am I against it?
If Director Wei goes further to the level of national honor and talks about conspiracy and conspiracy that damages the country's image, Lao Gao asks himself: Do I agree, agree, or agree?
Therefore, before Lao Gao submitted this document, he had to ask someone first. And he did not dare to ask anyone else for such a crucial matter.
At noon, in a small office of the Shanghai East Asia Football Club, Xu Genbao took off his glasses: "We have to use the national media to deceive, we have to get the endorsement of the Football Association to deliberately release the injury news, and we have to get the acquiescence of our superiors, well, very superiors.
Wang'er is very determined."
"Of course, you are very courageous!" Xu Genbao slapped the table and praised: "I like this kind of lawlessness!"
Lao Gao smiled bitterly: "Well, not to mention whether Xinhua News Agency is willing to cooperate or not, we have to decide whether Director Wei can pass the test."
Xu Genbao turned to look at Gao Hongbo and said for a long time, "How about you stop doing it and let me do it? Why are you getting less and less courageous?"
Xu Genbao shook the document: "This is your internal stuff. If you really hand it in, you have to change the wording. For example, this is cooperating with reporters to report on the team's internal turmoil, mutual dissatisfaction, and the coaching staff's struggle for power and so on.
, you don’t need to write it down, just say you need the media’s cooperation and that’s it.”
"Then the media knew they were deceived?"
"Do you have to tell the truth to reporters? Don't you also lie to reporters?"
"ah?"
"Bai Guanghai and Sun Jihai are doing business together, right? Then find someone to write an anonymous letter to the reporter, saying that the two main players of the national team have no intention of training and are focused on business. Look, won't this scandal come out? As long as there is a follow-up, there will be
Signs don’t count as lies!”
Lao Gao's eyes suddenly opened up: "If you put it this way, there are a lot of things. As the Asian Footballer of the Year in 2003, Zheng Zhi is not the captain..."
"Yes! As long as you and Xiao Wanger know it, Xiao Fan can't tell it. Just after you shouted out the goal of winning the championship, everyone was mixed. This kind of thing will become popular as soon as it is released. You just need to control the mouths of the team members and prevent them from explaining.
." Xu Genbao waved his arms: "A real master would even lie to himself! Just say me, what did I have back then? A shabby yard, three shabby places, five shabby houses and a dozen shabby boys.
, but I just insisted that this is China’s Manchester United! What’s the matter, I defrauded 15 million in one shot!”
Gao Hongbo's eyes were strange: "..."
"Ah? Ah!" Xu Genbao blinked: "I'll give him more experience! Otherwise, how can he understand this? I didn't lie to you. Have you seen how stupid you are?"
