Wang Ai was not sure whether he could play in yesterday's game, so he didn't tell Consul General Ma from the Consulate General. However, he unexpectedly played and scored an unexpected goal. So after eating breakfast, Wang Ai looked at the time.
So I got in the car and turned across the Isar River to sit at the Consulate General for a while.
Consul General Ma happened to be there, and Wang Ai briefly reported on his current situation at Bayern, focusing on the fact that his relationship with coach Heynckes might have some problems, so he will probably be a substitute next time he plays, and he still needs to perform well.
Compete for first place position.
Consul General Ma has been an official for many years, and he immediately understood what Wang Ai meant and what Wang Ai's visit meant. After listening with a smile, he patted Wang Ai on the shoulder: "It is better to have a good relationship with the leader, but I think
Heynckes is a pure person, he doesn't think too much, you just have to play the game well."
After Wang Ai left, Consul General Ma sat in his office and shook his head with a smile: This is really a person who makes you want to take the initiative to do something for him. He has obviously received many praises from the leaders of the ministry, and he has obviously already
It's really rare to be the leader's guest and still be so disciplined.
On the way home from the bulletproof Iveco, Wang Ai asked Kangsi if the footage she shot with her handheld camera yesterday had been sent to Zhang Bin and received a positive answer. Only then did she feel that nothing had been overlooked. Unlike in Milan, the relationship between the parties had already
It has been in operation for many years and has matured. This is a new territory, and even wiwi is being cautious.
There was a competition yesterday and today is a day off. When Wang Ai got home, he stretched out in front of his house: The sun is so bright, it’s a good time to study and study! Thinking of his upcoming undergraduate study career at the School of Mathematics, University of Munich, he couldn’t help but feel excited
My head hurt. I patted my head and lamented that the more difficult it is, the more it proves the value of learning. I walked into the door.
Yan Zhu on the first floor is looking through the biography of Castro borrowed from Wang Ai's study. Zhang Guang is reading Wang Ai's agricultural and environmental science textbook. Li Jun is wearing headphones to learn German. Liu is working as Wang Ai's driver today.
Liang walked towards the bedroom. When Wang Ai walked to the green plants and was about to go upstairs, he walked out and shook the book "One Hundred and Forty Conversations with Molotov" in his hand, saying to Wang Ai: I love learning, learning
Make me happy!
Wang Ai walked up to the second floor softly. In the corridor on the second floor, a female guard was walking and looking down at the self-examination review materials. She didn't notice Wang Ai coming back.
Wang Ai also took a look at the monitoring room on the second floor. The female guard on duty stood up in excitement. She was holding "History of Foreign Literature" in her hand. This was a student who was interested in taking the Chinese test. Wang Ai asked a few questions and heard that there was nothing unusual.
He waved his hand and allowed her to continue.
On the third floor, the sound of Huang Xin taking her son to read pictures and learn to read came from the bedroom. Wang Ai did not dare to disturb her. Huang Xin was the only one in the family with a teacher qualification certificate, so she had no choice but to teach her son.
After all, Wang Ai couldn't get in a word. And it seemed that she had the idea of taking over the "chief coach" of the Wang family. Listening to her gentle yet stern voice, Wang Ai could only silently wipe it for his son and daughter.
A handful of tears.
At this time, Kang Si made a face at Wang Ai and strolled back to her room. She was currently studying the "Report on the Development of Technological Innovation and the Technological Revolution Movement on the Industrial Front", which is "the combination of two participation, one reform and three"
The Anshan Iron and Steel Constitution. Her family has notified her that in three months at the latest, during this winter break, she will be transferred back to China to start her job rotation. The initial idea is to go to the Sichuan Company of the Northern Textile Group under the Northern Light Industry, which is now
The sanitary napkin company that accounts for half of China's territory and opened a new era for the textile industry in the three northeastern provinces works.
The opinion of the family is that since she has moved to Wang Ai's third floor, she is no longer an outsider, and she must do a good job of catching up with others in terms of knowledge reserve and vision, otherwise it will be difficult for her to last long. For this reason, job rotation is
Indispensable, make-up lessons are indispensable. She always has to learn the same thing from beginning to end regarding the layout of the five major industries in her family.
Shi Wenjun, who was in the second bedroom, was looking through the "Young Philosophers" mailed from China. This booklet has matured over the past few years and is preparing to officially apply for a small-scale publication next year, so its printing is now more formal.
.It’s just that the little beauty didn’t look very attentively. When she saw Wang Ai coming back, she immediately stood up.
Wang Ai shushed and walked quietly to the window sill and took a look at the backyard. Several female guards were sitting on sun loungers or standing under the trees or by the swimming pool, also reading and studying.
Wang Ai sighed, put his arm around the little beauty's shoulders and went to the study room with the best sound insulation. After closing the door, he boasted: "Zhilan Room, I don't even know when it started."
The little beauty glanced at Wang Ai, sat down, took Wang Ai's teacup, took a sip, and put it aside in disgust: "In Milan, especially in the first half of the year when you didn't go to school, you were at home every morning. What do you mean?
If the head of the family has to study, who would have the nerve to play around? You have to pretend to read whether you like it or not, right?"
Wang Ai whistled: "It's good to open the book. It won't do any harm if these rich and powerful people can read more."
After finishing playing, Wang Ai looked at the little beauty: "What? Are you still worried? How about I go with you?"
A look of hesitation appeared on the little beauty's delicate face: "...Forget it, I'm just worrying."
Wang Ai said "yes" and waved, and the little beauty came over and sat next to her. It was strange. Just now she couldn't read a book by herself, but now the man next to her picked up calculus and studied it.
While doing the calculations, her heart calmed down, and she picked a copy of "Gu Wen Guan Zhi" from the bookshelf and started reading.
As an expectant mother, she has given up all her work. At most, she does some consulting work for Idiot Company and Alpine Light, and occasionally participates in discussions about Huang Xin's sports industry. The rest of her time is spent preparing for her future children.
She already has an idea about what to name her future child and how to raise her: if he is a son, let him be as gentle as jade and knowledgeable; if he is a daughter, let him understand righteousness and be bright and sunny.
In the peaceful study atmosphere of the whole family, time passed quickly. At 10:30, Wang Ai completed today's plan, and then quietly looked at the beauty of "Red Sleeves" who sat next to him and turned a book under the morning sun, frowning from time to time.
brow.
The years were peaceful and peaceful, but Wang Ai was always full of evil. By the time the little beauty came to her senses, she was already out of breath and could only hold the man's sinful hand tremblingly.
After a while, Shi Wenjun calmed down, opened his beautiful eyes and said angrily: "Okay, what are you doing?"
Wang Ai twirled his fingers, nodded and said with relief: "My hands are dry and I can't open the book."
The little beauty was stunned for a moment and then became furious.
