"Isn't it a lot of pressure?" After dinner, Lao Fan accompanied Wang Ai for a casual walk in the alley: "Winning the World Cup, tsk tsk, I am old enough but I still remember how difficult it was to break out of Asia in the past. How many years have passed since then?"
Year, you dare to claim the championship?"
"Theoretically, there should be." Wang Ai put his hands in his coat pockets: "But I didn't feel it."
"It's okay if you don't feel it." Lao Fan put his hands in his sleeves: "You guys are big-hearted, so sometimes you don't feel it, unless you have blisters at the corners of your mouth or boils on your buttocks."
"Hahaha." Wang Ai laughed: "Then neither did I."
Lao Fan chuckled a few times: "With great pressure and strong anger, it is easy to lose control of oneself. But we have to understand that no matter it is a powerful person like you or a powerful position like me, the more lethal we are, the more cautious we must be.
Okay, the more angry we are, the more calm we have to be. After all, when we are angry, we dare not say that the emperor is angry. There is no problem in hurting a few people."
Wang Ai turned to look at Lao Fan, who was a little over 17 meters tall: "I have you, but my teammates don't have you."
"They? What kind of pressure can they put on them? Just listen to you." Lao Fan shook his head disapprovingly: "No matter how difficult it is, how difficult can the soldiers be? It all depends on the decision-maker. Just one mistake on your part can cost many people.
When your efforts turn into running water, this is called pressure.”
Wang Ai nodded and sighed: "The situation is too complicated and the struggle is too fierce. Not to mention what's going on on the field, I also have a headache off the field."
"Can I find someone?"
"There are no people in this field in Chinese football." Wang Ai pointed to his nose: "I am the one who has the most experience playing in international competitions, and I am the one who has played the most against the most professional players. Unfortunately, I am not a coach, nor a team leader, nor even a team leader.
I am not the captain, and I have almost no contact with this aspect. I have always been under the protection of the boss, team leader, manager, coach, and captain, but now I have to protect my team."
"Looking for someone from abroad."
"Huh?" Wang Ai stopped, looked at Lao Fan and blinked.
Lao Fan smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Since the foreign professional leagues are fully developed and rich in experience, wouldn't it be enough to temporarily invite a team leader or manager to come back and provide you with intellectual support? Fight fire with fire. I heard
Manager Lei is a senior executive of the German Professional League, aren’t there all such people?”
"I told Lao Gao at first that we can only rely on ourselves, and we cannot trust foreigners with our tactical plans..."
"You also said it's a tactic." Lao Fan shook his head: "I don't understand either. I think if it's core competitiveness, it's appropriate not to let foreigners interfere, but if it's a defensive method, the opponent also
You can’t bribe them, right? It’s not like foreigners can’t find anyone they can trust, right?”
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Wang Ai danced: "Why didn't I think of that!"
With that said, Wang Ai took out his phone, dialed Leonie's cell phone, and said excitedly: "Are you hiding something from me?"
There was a bang in the receiver, and Leonie gasped: "Uh, uh, no, no."
"Nonsense, you look guilty!" Wang Ai shouted excitedly into the microphone.
"...I, I was afraid that you would be angry and distracted." Leonie said cautiously: "Qinglian's matter is indeed a bit unusual, but I did not investigate further because it involved..."
"Eh...wait a minute." Wang Ai's expression changed: "What I want to tell you is that the national team wants to hire an experienced team leader and manager from Germany during the World Cup to prevent their opponents from plotting a strategic defense plan.
This kind, it is best to be retired, have low financial requirements, and have good moral integrity..."
Wang Ai couldn't talk any more as he talked. His mind was completely absorbed by Xu Qinglian's matter: "... What did you find out about Qinglian's matter?"
Wang Ai's voice was suppressed, but Leonie over there was also dumbfounded. If she had wanted to say it, she would have said it long ago, but today something unexpected happened. At this moment, she strongly felt the phrase "a guilty conscience"
What a brilliant idiom!
"You must promise me that this matter will not distract you or involve you personally!" After a brief panic, Leonie calmed down and took the phone and told Wang Ai: "You didn't
Abandon all conditions, the World Cup is the mission entrusted to you by the party and the people, and it is your pursuit and dream for many years. You cannot be distracted by the personal affairs of your children at this time!"
"You educate me?" Wang Ai was a little embarrassed.
"..." Leonie responded briefly: "Otherwise, I won't tell you."
Lao Fan stood not far away, his hands still folded in his sleeves and groping around.
Wang Ai huffed and puffed for a long time. For the first time, he discovered that women with good ideas are sometimes very annoying and cannot be frightened... "Let me ask you, is Qinglian safe?"
"Safe, no problem, I promise." Leonie also breathed a sigh of relief: "And what I want to tell you is that the work you are concentrating on at this moment is what she hopes for most. If you abandon everything to find her,
She will hate herself, and then she is really in danger."
Wang Ai lowered his hand holding the phone, walked to the roadside and stepped on the remaining snow, crunching for a long time, looked at Lao Fan beside him, and raised the phone again: "Okay, lion, I understand.
, I will concentrate on my work. However, I may have to send someone to investigate recently. I will not follow up until three months later, and I will look at the investigation results after the World Cup. You can participate in and control the investigation process, okay?"
"Yeah." Leonie responded: "I will go back to Beijing the day after tomorrow and will watch your game."
"Hey! Didn't plan on winning."
"Then I'll watch it too."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Ai thought for a while, picked up the phone again, and after dialing, he asked: "Is there any change in the plan?"
"No, tomorrow you go to Xiannongtan, then accompany me to Jinan the day after tomorrow, and I leave the day after tomorrow. I just want to ask you, where is Li Jun?"
"My brother?" Li Lin said in confusion, "He's still hanging out in college."
"You ask him to come, and I'll give him game tickets, including food and accommodation."
"What about this good thing? Okay, I'll call him right away and he will definitely come!" Li Lin said with a smile: "You are particularly popular among college students. Ever since you shouted out your goal of winning the championship, you will be welcomed by everyone regardless of gender or age.
We are all your fans, waiting for you to take the Hercules Cup home. The Liaoning University Student Union has said that on the days of the competition, all the amphitheaters will be open and parades on campus will be allowed!"
"Oh, I got the wrong love." Wang Ai laughed, with a complicated expression: "Anyway, let him come to watch the game, eat, take photos, and sign autographs as you like. By the way, if he has a girlfriend, bring him too.
