Lao Gao squinted his little eyes: "After all, it won't be easy without you?"
Wang Ai nodded: "I can't influence the entire country, but if I want to influence a dozen people, I can do it no matter what."
Lao Gao wanted to refute, but when he thought about it carefully, what he said was right. His trouble today was ultimately because Wang Ai only affected a dozen or so people, so he couldn't influence too much?
"That's it. Since you have been anxious about age for a long time, then continue to be anxious. They will be disbanded tomorrow. You can think about it this night and see if you can find any tricks." Lao Gao said sadly.
As a result, Wang Ai came up with two solutions early the next morning: "First, your coaching staff can be expanded. Although the salary given by the Football Association is fixed, there are always people who prepare their own dry food. Not all coaches in our country
Those who set their sights higher than their goals and do not seek progress, since Bielsa has traveled thousands of miles to study abroad, there is no reason why we can’t find one in our country.”
Lao Gao held a cigarette in his mouth and nodded: "We can spread our methods with a few people. But it takes a year to lead an apprentice. After taking the apprentice, you may not be able to become a first-team coach immediately, and
It will take a few years. But I can only lead the national team for three or four years at most, which is too slow."
"Then let's play against the Chinese Super League champions." Wang Ai breathed out: "It just so happens that those of us studying abroad have a winter break, and the winter break happens to be the gap between the Chinese Super League seasons. We might as well let the Chinese Super League champions challenge the national team.
, counting their foreign aid. Let fans across the country directly see how big the gap is, and let the coaches in the Chinese Super League fully appreciate the strength of the national team."
Lao Gao continued to hold his cigarette in his mouth: "What you did is quite damaging."
Wang Ai smiled brightly: "You are no longer convinced, are you willing to learn from us? Are you willing to train in our way? We have been famous for so many years, except for our Liaozu and Shanghai Master Xu, there is no second
I take cultural classes seriously. You tell me, there are ready-made homeworks and full-score test papers, but you just don’t read them! Let me tell you that you guys who are engaged in football have elm heads that you can’t even chop with an axe.
open."
Lao Gao threw the cigarette butts into the trash can, turned around and clapped his hands: "Awesome, you're so anxious that you even scold yourself."
Seeing that Wang Ai was speechless for a rare opportunity, Lao Gao was afraid that Wang Ai would react and said quickly: "Are you sure we can beat him? Also, don't you save any face?"
Wang Ai raised his eyebrows, despised the first question, and answered the second directly: "It depends on the Football Association. I guess I still have to save some face. One is not to hurt others, and the other is not to be too cruel. It will depend on the situation.
At least you have to win a convincing victory to achieve your goal, less than 5 goals?"
Lao Gao did not answer directly: "You told the Football Association?"
"Okay." Wang Ai nodded enthusiastically: "I can only fire this cannon. It's obvious that it can't beat us, so I must not be happy."
"What should we do?"
"If you watch the Football Association, you have to sell tickets, right? You have to sell broadcast rights, right? You have to sell advertising fees, right? Let's split it in half with the club."
Lao Gao sneered: "Do you think the Football Association is capable?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "The management and office have been separated. Now it is a private unit. As long as the Football Management Center does not come forward, the Football Association will eventually have to split it in half."
Lao Gao thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, then you can do whatever you want. Anyway, the national team has to train for a period of time during the winter break every year, and it will be treated as a warm-up match."
On July 15th, Wang Ai returned to Beijing from the Xianghe base. In the evening, he discussed with Huang Xin, Leoni, Shi Wenjun and other people in the football industry. After all, two of them had been Liaoning Football Club bosses and knew the club's mentality very well.
, after perfecting the plan, Wang Ai went to the Football Association the next day to find Director Wei Di and solemnly made this suggestion.
Director Wei Di accepted Wang Ai's report and listened carefully to Wang Ai's statement. He did not express his position on the spot, but told Wang Ai that the Football Association would study it carefully.
On July 17, when Wang Ai and his family were preparing to go to Germany to attend the signing ceremony, officially join the team, and start pre-season training, the Football Association called Wang Ai: "After research by our team, we believe that
, this method is feasible. However, I still don’t know what the club below is thinking. Xiao Wanger, can you disclose your idea to the media? We will make a decision after seeing the reactions of all parties? After all, it is not the past, no
It’s better to do it directly.”
Wang Ai hung up the phone and grinned at the person next to him: "I'll just say it! Okay, I have a big butt, so I'll fart."
Leonie, who was due in September this year but insisted on coming to the airport to see her off, expressed her objection: "Your butt is hard, not big, but mine is bigger."
Shi Wenjun glared at Leonie fiercely, but couldn't help but step forward and hug her, and whispered a lot of words face to face. Ever since he was semi-forced to treat her as a "little girl" on Wang Ai's bed,
After debuting under the stage name "White Fish", the relationship between Big White Fish and Little White Fish grew by leaps and bounds... Originally, the two of them were a little wary of each other, probably because they both had more outgoing personalities.
After finally letting go of the little white fish with reddish eye circles, the big white fish approached Wang Ai again: "Can you ask for leave in September?"
Looking at Leonie's rare unconfident look, Wang Ai held her head with her forehead on her forehead: "I will definitely come back and accompany you into the delivery room."
"It's so ugly." Leonie opened her mouth: "It's a bloody mouth."
Wang Ai really wants to give her the middle finger. Isn’t this bitch afraid of causing psychological damage to the old man? She can say anything!
After boarding the aircraft ramp, Wang Ai looked back at the German girl under the ramp and pointed at the five simplified Chinese characters "German Beauty" on the tail of the aircraft the moment he stepped through the door, and then led his group of people into the cabin.
After a while, the door closed and the fuselage started, slowly gliding and accelerating, and finally soared into the blue sky.
Leonie let out a sigh of relief, rubbed her belly and turned around to get into the van: "Let's go home."
Seeing that Leonie was in a good mood, Wang Bin's secretary who was accompanying her asked deliberately: "What did Dr. Wang mean by pointing just now?"
Leonie rolled her green eyes and said funnyly: "He is telling me that he is in my heart."
Leonie looked out the car window at the leisurely scenery behind her, and said silently in her heart: "He remains safely in my heart."
On this trip to Germany, because Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing were taking their child Wang Sheng with them, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing considered that if the child's crying might affect other passengers on an international flight, they sent the German Beauty out. What Wang Ai considered was,
This trip to Germany was his first strong contract. As a person who had never appeared in international football, he got a contract that made the club choke. Even if the basis of the contract was fair, most of his salary was paid by himself.
I opened it for myself, but I had to put on a show.
Not even having a private jet may make the other party even more uncomfortable.
