One hundred and ninety-ninth chapter I smile from the horizontal knife to the sky (9)
"This doesn't seem to be your character?" At seven o'clock in the evening, Xu Qinglian, who was eating while watching TV, poked Wang Ai, who was eating lettuce next to her.
"I'm a sheep, I can't speak, baa! baa!" Wang Ai was still angrily venting his anger because Huang Xin made lettuce specially for him.
Huang Xin comforted Wang Sheng, who was laughing loudly, and looked at Wang Ai funny: "Didn't Bayern's nutritionist suggest you eat this? The Rehabilitation Medical Center said the same thing."
Wang Ai rolled his eyes: "Just pretend, I can't say anything on other days. What have I said in these years? There are many things I don't like to eat. But today, haha! Anyway, you did it on purpose.
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Huang Xin smiled and picked up a piece and handed it to Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng took it with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth: "Hey, oh!"
Wang Ai's eyes suddenly widened!
You rabbit... king... turtle...
Wang Ai looked up to the sky and sighed: What should I scold?
In the end, Wang Ai felt that no matter what he scolded, it would turn into scolding him. He decisively shut up and continued eating. However, he was so angry that he secretly kicked his son under the table.
As a result, Huang Xin, who was coaxing her son, slowly turned her head...
The ashamed Wang Ai bent down to take a look, took aim, and went out to eat.
After being kicked for no apparent reason, Wang Sheng looked around, grinned, and tried his best to stretch his legs and give his father a kick. The father and son were kicking you, me, you, me... until Huang Xin slapped the table.
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"You must have pretended to be confused about this kind of thing before." Xu Qinglian continued to ask kindly as if she didn't know what had just happened.
"There has to be a process of accepting me. For proud Europeans, a Chinese foreign aid is fine, but a Chinese superstar is more difficult." When it came to business, Wang Ai also became serious: "When you were at Chelsea, you
Do you still remember? Mr. Roman insisted on bringing in Shevchenko even though I had already shown strong attacking power. Isn't it because Shevchenko is more popular in England? Does a white man make them more comfortable?"
"But what about Drogba?"
"There have been many black superstars in Europe, but yellow people haven't reached that level yet." Wang Ai compared it with his hands: "And black countries are generally weak, and Europeans don't take it seriously. Unlike China, whether it's the left or the
The right doesn’t like it unless I cut myself off from the country politically.”
"No need now? Three years is enough?"
"Well, I'm a World Cup champion, so if they don't admit it, they have to settle."
Seeing the man bragging about the biggest beef in an understatement, Xu Qinglian decisively took a spoonful of fish-flavored shredded pork and placed it in the lettuce leaves in front of Wang Ai, earning a grateful smile from the man.
"Of course, my sponsors always encourage me and even encourage me, which is also very important." Amy Wang took a beautiful bite: "I still trust their judgment in this regard, no one would joke with so much money.
, if they make a wrong judgment and my image is really bad, I won’t refund them.”
Seeing her son finish eating and running to the backyard to play, Huang Xin turned around and said, "Eat it quickly. Lettuce has low energy, so you have to eat more."
Then he looked at Xu Qinglian and said: "As soon as the topic of the Second Super Giant War is brought up, I can't hold it back. If the other two parties either provoke or participate in it, if we always dodge, I'm afraid some editors and
Reporters will not say nice things, which is different from normal sowing discord."
"Are there any normal ways to sow discord?" Xu Qinglian asked funnyly.
Huang Xin also smiled: "The daily life of the news media is just to curse and curse. Many times it is just for sales. It does not represent the emotional tendencies of the media itself, that is, the editors and reporters. Last season, there were many reports that were vivid and vivid.
He had a quarrel with Gomez, he had a falling out with Robben, and he had a fistfight with Franck Ribery. But after all these things were said, he was brought down. It does not rise to the level of nationality, race, etc. This is normal sowing discord."
"What is abnormal is intentional?" Xu Qinglian thought: "If you don't give the media a chance to boost sales, don't create topics, or even don't cooperate with the topics, it will threaten the wallets of editors and reporters, and they will have suspicions about you.
Did he deliberately hit you out of disgust?"
"Really?" Huang Xin laughed and said with emotion: "I felt it when I was in China. The difference between stars and players largely lies in their relationship with the media. Players are the only ones who watch the stadium, and their life outside the stadium is always reported.
The one who is the star is the star. And for the doctor, the positive comments from the media are far more important than those two people. Some people's scandals can be brushed aside, but for the doctor, you can't try this thing anyway."
Xu Qinglian nodded, and gave Huang Xin a spoonful of fish-flavored shredded pork. She didn't ask Wang Ai if he really planned to start the battle now. The big four in today's first game was enough to show Wang Ai's determination.
Attitude.
Since he came back late today, Wang Ai went out for a walk early after dinner. When he was done walking, he ran laps and practiced ball. Xu Qinglian, Tang Mudan and new guard Yang Li also followed him out to this strange artificial place.
Take a look in the forest.
"I've been thinking a lot recently, and I might need to spend more time sorting it out." Xu Qinglian, who walked elegantly with her hands behind her back, whispered in a low voice as she walked beside Wang Ai.
"Oh? What field?" Wang Ai turned to look at his fiancée curiously: "Speaking of which, you, a doctor in the history department, don't seem to have any professional works for so many years? Are you willing to accept that your graduation thesis is the highest academic achievement all your life?"
Xu Qinglian shook her head a little shyly: "Of course not, it's just that when I chose my major, it was mainly to compete with you. You studied dialectical materialism, and I studied historical materialism. I didn't do much in this area after that. Oh, I blame you.
, you kept me by your side and didn’t let me leave, otherwise I would have been able to find a scientific research unit when I returned to China.”
Wang Ai chuckled: "Okay, blame me, then what topic are you going to do this time?"
"I had a profound experience when I visited Haier some time ago." Xu Qinglian smoothed her hair on her temples in the evening breeze: "Actually, I have observed and analyzed a lot at the grassroots level in the past three years, probably because you always said that you should use systems to manage people.
, a real leader should focus on shaping the system. Anyway, you instilled a lot of this aspect in me. It has something to do with my major. When you instilled these things in me, I was studying, so I naturally brought this aspect with me.
Looking at history from a perspective, I have some theoretical experience and some practical experience. Today, I heard you and Sister Huang Xin talk about your current development situation, which also means a bit of management thinking. I feel that something is clear now.
That’s a summary.”
"Okay." Wang Ai nodded: "Do you need any support from me?"
Xu Qinglian smiled sweetly and took Wang Ai's arm: "I'll tell you when I use it."
