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Chapter 612 Jade (2)

"Did you say anything shocking on CCTV yesterday? Tell me in advance?"

On the flight to Italy, Zhang Erwen, who upgraded himself, sat next to Wang Ai and pushed up his glasses.

Wang Ai glanced at him with disgust: "What can I say on this special day? What's more, it's a group activity. I'm already outstanding enough. Besides, with my current status, I have to be careful about what I say."

 Zhang Erwen was completely unaware of Wang Ai's dislike and nodded: "Well, it's really time to pay attention. I'm an adult, a captain, a hero, and a Grand Slam winner."

 “What Grand Slam?” Wang Ai glared at him, and then pulled up the blanket.

I have no choice but to deal with this senior brother Wang Ai. He went to the Qingdao Foundation yesterday morning, went to CCTV in the afternoon, and went home to sleep all night. He originally planned to go directly to Italy to attend Sneijder's wedding from the square this morning after watching the flag-raising ceremony. No.

I thought this guy had to come with me.

Most of the more than 20 hours of this round trip were spent on the plane. In the end, he didn't listen to what he said, and even said that he wanted to have a personal interview. But he got on the plane and bought the economy class. Wang Ai saw that he wanted to

After spending more than 20 hours traveling back and forth with him, it was hard to just see a big guy like him squeeze in there, so he had to spend money to upgrade him.

“You haven’t heard? It must have been the first thing a sports reporter said on the Internet in the past few days, saying that you are the first Grand Slam player in Chinese football.”

"Where does the Grand Slam come from in football?" Wang Ai sneered and opened his eyes: "It's not tennis."

“Let me borrow a word. How would you describe yourself if you have won Asian Youth, World Youth, Asian Youth, World Youth, Asian Games, Olympic Games, Asian Cup, and World Cup?”

 “All…well…”

 Zhang Erwen pouted: "Grand Slam? Even better than the Grand Slam."

Wang Ai sighed, adjusted the angle of his seat, half-lying down and said lazily: "Why are you doing this?"

 “Can you still not let others say it?”

“Senior brother, Reporter Zhang, you are also studying philosophy. Don’t you know that when the moon is full, it will be waning?”

 “You still don’t think it’s too much money?”

“No.” Wang Ai turned back from the window: “You are not a sports reporter, so you may not know that my income will not increase significantly this year.”

 Zhang Erwen blinked his little eyes and didn't understand.

Wang Ai shook his head: "In normal years, my domestic income mainly relies on my performance in European professional competitions. This year it will definitely rely on the World Cup, but in this way, all the advertisers who came to me in previous years have come to the Football Association. So this year I do

There will definitely be more ads than in previous years, but there will be no increase in total revenue."

 Zhang Erwen took a long breath after listening: "Oh, there is also this saying. So, is it because of money that you are listless?"

“Vulgar.” Wang Ai looked down at his senior brother and said, “I am a person who has achieved financial freedom a long time ago, okay? I am not happy when I have more money, but I am not angry when I have less money. What is behind the money is what I care about.”

"for example?"

“…You are not allowed to write randomly, I am warning you! And put your recorder away!”

Zhang Erwen thought about the president’s instructions before leaving, so he regretfully turned off the recorder and opened his hands: “You still don’t believe me?”

“Well, I believe you! I believe you. You almost had someone beat you to death last year?”

Zhang Erwen subconsciously touched the scar on his forehead and said nonchalantly: "Is it a reporter's bounden duty?"

"So you have the guts? Then don't look for me?" Wang Ai turned over the old accusation: "Okay, you are a bad reporter and you have become a detective. Why don't you go to work for the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

 Zhang Erwen stroked his messy hair that was close to his forehead and said, "I won."

 “Yes, fuck!”

Seeing Wang Ai turned over and ignored him irritably, Zhang Erwen also felt that his... interview skills were not mature enough, so he forcibly changed the topic: "What did you mean by what you just said about money?"

 “Hurry up, I’ll let you sleep after I finish talking.”

Wang Ai sighed helplessly. There are not many people who can defeat him in recent years. This bullshit senior brother Zhang Erwen is one of them. He has no money and is a tough thief. Wang Ai still vaguely admires his idealistic bullshit.

, had no choice but to turn around and say: "Behind the level of salary in the professional arena is status, and status determines the treatment on and off the court. For example, you won't be blamed for some bad things off the court, and you have more rights on the court. In China... I don't

I said you will lose money when the moon is full, but you still don’t understand?”

 “You said you don’t care about money anymore.”

Wang Ai sat up angrily with these words, stretched out his hand and slapped his senior brother on the forehead: "Behind money is fame, and fame is bigger money. Although my personal domestic business development has reached its limit,

It can only grow with the growth of the country's overall economic scale, but others are not like that! Do you know that I only have a mobile vault and camera now?"

 Zhang Erwen was slapped on the forehead, but he was not angry. Is this the bounden duty of a reporter? He also asked: "Are you saying that there will be all kinds of people around you to seize your wealth and reputation?"

Wang Ai snorted angrily: "You are."

 Zhang Erwen also hummed: "It's okay to spread it out a little. You are doing charity in the first place."

Wang Ai shook his head: "Not only would I not be angry if I was separated by the right person, I would also be happy. But the problem is that people are separated from each other. You don't know what the people who are close to you are thinking. Every move I make now is deeply implicated.

If I am accidentally taken advantage of by bad people, I will not have to bear the consequences?"

Zhang Erwen finally became wiser, and his two small eyes behind his glasses were shining: "You mean what happened at the beginning of last year? How did you deal with it later?"

"How else can we deal with it? The court has sentenced it and the media has reported it, but did the victim buy it from me? They are also my supporters. How can I watch when they are deceived so miserably?" At this point,

Wang Ai said unhappily: "I will pay hundreds of thousands, that's all. The key is that I was sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky, and it hit my head with a bang. I didn't even have a place to reason. How many years later?"

Maybe someone is using this matter to bury me, who do you think I provoked?"

 “Have you caught that person?”

 “Catch your ass and run away to the United States.”

 “You are not involved in politics, so why can’t you be caught?”

Wang Ai shook his head, glanced at his senior brother and closed his eyes: "Pfizer asked me to endorse, but I didn't agree."

 Zhang Erwen's mind turned around: "So even if there is a red notice, Pfizer in the United States will interfere? E, I remember that you never cooperate with medical supplies, why?"

Wang Ai closed his eyes: "I'm afraid that human life is at stake. Besides, you don't know how chaotic the pharmaceutical market has been in the past few years? I'm innocent, so why should I get involved in this?"

Zhang Erwen nodded, jotted down a few notes in the small notebook on his legs, and suddenly asked: "Oh, by the way, why did Pfizer ask you to endorse it? They are a large international company, so you don't have to worry, right? You don't like this the most.

Cooperation?"

Wang Ai opened his eyes fiercely: "Vigo!"


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