Section 302 In spring, a hundred flowers bloom (2)
In Xu Genbao's smiling memory, the lights on the third floor turned on, and the lights on the first floor also turned on. After a while, Wang Ai, wearing sportswear and carrying a ball, walked to the backyard and said hello: "Master, is it so early?"
"Can't sleep." Xu Genbao looked Wang Ai up and down: "Morning exercise?"
"Ah." Wang Ai nodded and pointed outside: "Let's go, run two laps?"
Xu Genbao laughed and shook his head: "I didn't bring any shoes."
"What size?"
"...I didn't bring any clothes."
"What size?"
"...Get out of here, you bastard!"
"Okay!" Wang Ai nodded as if he didn't listen: "It's still a little cold in the morning, so you should do some exercise. That's the gym over there. I'm leaving."
Watching Wang Ai leading his assistant and two guards around the house and disappearing into the faint morning light, Xu Genbao shook his head gently, and happened to be seen by Liu Shangjie who was also coming out: "What's wrong, master?"
"He is going to participate in the National Games. I heard that he has also signed up for a triathlon. Do you have any ideas? A triathlon?"
Liu Shangjie was obviously stunned for a moment before he laughed and walked to Xu Genbao and sat down: "Master, you haven't made a joke on me for a long time."
Xu Genbao thought for a while and nodded: "That's right. Once I'm around this kid, I forget all my worries."
Just as he was talking, Huang Xin, Leoni, and Xu Qinglian went downstairs together. It seemed that they were going to do morning exercises. They all said hello to the old man before leaving. Looking at the three eldest girls and the young daughter-in-law, the master and the apprentice
Looking at each other in silence, for Xu Genbao, he had met these three girls one after another, and noticed their ambiguity with his disciple at different times, but he did not expect it to turn out like this in the end.
It's too late to say anything now, but the children are all running around.
Liu Shangjie, who has always been by Xu Genbao's side, is also one of the witnesses. When he saw the old man's silence, he smiled and said, "They both share the same feelings and share the same goals."
The old man hummed: "You also go out."
"ah?"
Half an hour later, on the Yong Road of the artificial forest, Wang Ai, who was leading the three-section run, met Liu Shangjie who was holding a camera. He looked at him strangely, waved his hand and continued running. Liu Shangjie followed assiduously.
If you follow, you won't be able to keep up.
Half an hour later, in the forest clearing, Wang Ai and Li Jun were practicing passing and receiving. Not far away, women were playing badminton. Since they play badminton all the year round and they all like to play, they also had fun playing. The seven of them were playing badminton.
A group plays two badminton balls at the same time, often catching one but not the other. It's more of an exercise than a game. Anyway, the fun is endless.
In the midst of the commotion, Liu Shangjie arrived panting and set the camera on a tree branch and pointed it at Wang Ai. Wang Ai casually kicked the ball towards Li Jun's face, causing Li Jun to scream and let him go.
He went to chase the ball and wandered over to Liu Shangjie: "Old Liu, what are you doing?"
Wang Ai poked the camera with his finger, and Old Liu was so frightened that he quickly pulled Wang Ai away: "There are more than 20,000 lenses. The master asked me to follow you today, take pictures of your day, and come back to encourage the team members."
"Oh." Wang Ai nodded casually: "Okay, but don't target them."
Old Liu grinned: "Don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you."
Wang Ai tapped Lao Liu with his finger. Just as he was about to leave, Lao Liu stopped Wang Ai and said, "Little Wang, I want to ask you something."
"Ah?" Wang Ai was surprised: "You have something to ask me? Tell me, what is it?"
"Which..." Liu Shangjie hesitated a little.
Wang Ai just stood there and looked at Liu Shangjie with a smile. He gritted his teeth and said, "Oh, little Wang'er, do you have any ideas? About the East Asian team?"
"What?" Wang Ai was completely surprised: "What do you mean? What do I think...I haven't cared about it all these years! I don't want to start two Chinese Super League teams. You help me. I helped you. It's too ugly."
Isn't it? How could I do that? I have to do something about those things in the country, don't you think I'm losing my place?"
Wang Ai talked a lot, but Old Liu couldn't get a word in. After Wang Ai finished speaking, he shook his head: "No, then why don't you believe in selling the team?"
"Selling the team? To whom?" Wang Ai's eyes were blank: "When did you tell me?"
"I called you." Liu Shangjie said eagerly, "Your assistant answered the call."
Wang Ai turned around: "Li Jun, Li Jun..."
"I picked it up, about seven or eight days ago, but you weren't in retreat, so I didn't have time to tell you." Li Jun nodded after listening: "At that time, Mr. Liu said there was no rush, so I wasn't in a rush.
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Wang Ai said: "Go back and play."
After watching Li Jun leave, Wang Aicai turned around and said, "Who wants to buy it?"
"Shanghai Port Group."
"Oh, Shanghai SIPG is rich." Wang Ai nodded when he heard this: "Okay, I understand. I'll go back and ask my old man what he thinks later. Don't worry, don't you know how I got my shares in the first place?"
Wang Ai went back to continue practicing, and Liu Shangjie continued filming here. It was not until the sun fully rose that a large group of people walked back talking and laughing. From time to time, they would meet a few Germans doing morning exercises. Some would say hello, and some would
Just wave your hand.
The shy character of the Germans helped a lot. If Wang Ai hadn't dared to go to such a public place with his current popularity, he would have been almost unable to move away. Of course, the key point is that Germans don't like to get up early to exercise.
"Don't want to do it anymore?" After breakfast, Wang Ai invited the old man to sit by the window in the second study on the third floor and talk.
"You are almost 70." Xu Genbao, a man with black hair, sighed: "You are an old man, be good."
"You are so arrogant that you don't look convinced." Wang Ai smiled.
"Haha!" the old man heard the sound and laughed: "I have been sharpening my sword for ten years, and I have become a Chinese Super League team from the beginning. How did I do?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "Ten years of sharpening the sword, creating a football Grand Slam, how did I do?"
Xu Genbao suddenly felt that the disciple in front of him was not cute anymore, and pinched his nose: "Not bad, not bad."
Wang Ai nodded happily: "Succeeded in reaching the Super League, not bad, not bad."
The old man raised his hand and gave Wang Ai a slap on the head: "Can you please tell me, do you want to sell it?"
Wang Ai touched his forehead: "I was busy adjusting and didn't receive the call a few days ago. I didn't know until Liu Shangjie told me face to face this morning. As for whether to sell or not, I will give you 40%, you and Dongya will each take 30%, and you two
Fang nodded, it’s not easy for me to object, right?”
"They want full ownership, and if you don't sell it, they won't buy it."
"How about you sell me?"
"Selling you?" Old Xu pushed up his glasses: "Don't you plan to join the Football Association?"
"Don't delay, Liaozu has been in my hands for these years."
"I'm talking about after you retire." Seeing that Wang Ai didn't quite understand, he had to further point out: "According to the current trend, you famous and successful athletes may be promoted to... well, at least the person in charge of the league.
"
Wang Ai suddenly realized and shook his head: "I have a lot of problems, so I shouldn't be able to do it."
"So..." Old Xu Tou got back to the subject: "Not selling?"
