"By the way, do you want to report to your superiors?" Huang Xin asked subconsciously.
At this time, Xu Qinglian was pinned down on the sofa by Leonie and was being lifted up and down in her hands. She was gasping for breath. When she heard the sound, she reluctantly raised her head and smiled: "Yan Zhu, Zhao Dan and the others are here."
Huang Xin said oh without looking at the fight between the lion and the tiger: "Speaking of which, the doctor's salary is really high, after so many years!"
Xu Qinglian opened her mouth to speak several times, but Leonie covered her mouth. Finally, unable to bear it anymore, she turned over and pressed Leonie under her, and squeezed her hard before she had time: "If you look at it from an investment perspective... ah...
"
"From an investment perspective, sending two full-time security guards one after another will result in the birth of the biggest star of the world's largest sport." Huang Xin continued, minding her own business: "Speaking of which, a year's worth of donations will be given to Project Hope.
More than 300 million will allow the country to avoid losing money. Of course, it cannot just be considered economic benefits, otherwise there will be too many large taxpayers and political issues will have to be considered."
The lion and tiger who kept mumbling finally took the time to say something about the Confucius Institute, but were immediately interrupted by the mumbling. Huang Xin continued to think about herself: "In terms of contribution to China's national image, the Confucius Institute in Germany is not as good as a Ph.D.
The National People's Congress, even the national TV station and the national news agency do not have as much influence as PhDs at the public level. It's just that PhDs are temporary, they are almost permanent. But considering that even if they are temporary, the fluctuations are large enough. Speaking of which, if
The doctor really has military status. Now he is not a general, he is just old. Hey, you two, general!"
The lion and tiger on the sofa were half-dressed and happy together. Huang Xin shook his head and said: "They are both cats, how can they be so different? Wiwi and Lili only go into heat once a year, but you guys do it every day."
Reaching out to block Xu Qinglian's attack, Leonie turned around and said, "General, is it really enough? How about letting him join the army? I want to sleep with the general!"
Huang Xin rolled her eyes: "We are the ones who are doing this nonsense, so we should stop smearing the People's Liberation Army and just be ordinary people with corrupt morals."
Leonie heard the sound and said excitedly: "Am I morally corrupt? What about you?"
Huang Xin nodded calmly: "I am also a scum, so Qinglian holds her down!"
When Wang Ai had finished hanging out downstairs and planned to go upstairs to discuss other things, he saw three women having fun... They were a little embarrassed to see Wang Ai coming. After all, their men were in trouble, and
They themselves are here heartlessly.
Wang Ai waved his hand magnanimously: "I can't let my troubles become your troubles. If you can help me, that's no big deal. If you can't help me, it's not because I have affected your life."
After finishing speaking, Wang Ai sat across from the sofa and planned to watch a movie without leaving. As a result, the three women couldn't play anymore. This kind of thing is particularly about atmosphere and mood... So the women left Wang Ai alone on the third floor.
, I ran downstairs and went swimming.
Fortunately, in the evening, the women worked together to prepare a table of Wang Ai's favorite food. After the meal, Leonie took her mobile phone and handbag with Wang Ai to the club, and then took a bus to the airport to fly to the German Cup.
Final venue - Berlin.
The club specially opened three suites for Wang Ai, which is a rare treatment for away games. Especially since Wang Ai has already left and there is a high probability that he will not play tomorrow, even Wang Ai is a little surprised.
"You guys broke up amicably, no one is to blame, so keep some friendship." Leonie stood in the suite and looked out the window at the starry city of Berlin before turning around: "Speaking of which, I have also been confused this year.
I fell into confusion in the sudden rise of life."
"Really?" Wang Ai, who was sitting on the chair, looked away from the window: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Leonie smiled and said, "It's getting better and better. I feel like I'm finally coming out of my wandering for a year."
"Congratulations." Wang Ai raised the tea cup.
"Why don't you ask about my experience? Do you think my time is too long? Also, it will take me a year to see the direction, and you can't wait."
"That's right and that's wrong." Wang Ai shook his head: "It does take a long time, but it's not without its merits. The problem is, if you think it will be useful, you will definitely tell me. The fact that you didn't take the initiative to say it proves that you are either
I didn’t understand the method very well, or I didn’t have much confidence in helping me. So, I didn’t ask anymore, and I happened to have a general idea.”
Leonie sighed, put her hands on the window sill, crossed one leg, and suddenly said: "I miss Cuba."
Wang Ai's eyes flashed with light, and Leonie turned her back to Wang Ai: "I suddenly thought, now I noticed that Cubans, no matter they are high or low, no matter what race they are, the purity in their eyes is like
That beach, blue sky, coconut trees, sea breeze. Even if you do nothing, just staring at them will calm your heart. Maybe, this is what I, and of course you, want to pursue, and it can be washed."
Wang Ai took a few deep breaths and said nothing.
Leonie opened the window and swayed gently in the night wind: "I have traveled to many countries, and I know what that kind of purity means. I once thought I could find it in China, but unfortunately I only found you.
There are very few people. I didn’t expect that I would eventually find it in a corner that no one cares about. You have been immersed in capitalism for too long and have been stuck too deep. Do you also long for that kind of purity deep in your heart? Are you worried about what you have experienced?
Everything is inherently boring, so the higher you go, the more you want to escape?"
"China's reality is also the cemetery of idealists." Wang Ai said something seemingly irrelevant, and regardless of whether Leoni understood it or not, he continued to think about himself: "Maybe we can use various things to self-discipline.
Comfort, however, no means no, even if the new era that is about to open will bring back a lot, but no means no. I already hate the calculations and struggles all the time, and I hope to devote myself to a project that is great enough.
The center of our career is undivided struggle. Now I say it is for the country and the nation, but above the country and the nation, there is also humankind."
"They are the great people. I am just a big wild boar wallowing in dirty muddy water."
Leonie looked at Wang Ai and smiled, walked to him and knelt down: "It's my fault that I shouldn't have brought up this topic."
"Why are you to blame?" Wang Ai smiled bitterly and touched Leonie's hair: "What's your problem when the ideal torch goes out? The indifference of reality is an objective law. I have to accept it even if I don't feel comfortable, right? It's just that
but……"
"It's just that the ideal torch is still tempting, right?"
"Yes." Wang Ai nodded: "Like me, I have eaten all the delicious things and played all the fun things. Finally, the glory has faded, and that thing is the fatal temptation for me."
Leonie buried her head on Wang Ai's belly and hugged Wang Ai's waist: "Find a chance to visit his former residence. Maybe you can find what you want there."
