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Chapter 137: The Scariest Thing (7)

 Wang Ai almost cursed, but Xu Qinglian had a trick: "Okay, stop pretending, you are just lazy. If I directly arrange for you to be the vice president of a multinational company, you still pick and choose, okay? If it weren't for me, you

Can you catch it? There are a lot of female guards, so what do you have?"

Tang Mudan then returned to her true self, hugged Xu Qinglian, took a bite, and went out to prepare dinner for the two of them.

As for taking office, we’ll talk about it later!

"I checked your mailbox recently and found something interesting." Xu Qinglian sat comfortably on the big sofa in the living room on the first floor and curled up one leg: "In fact, the public security department sends a letter to the Football Association every year

, please ask the Football Association to appeal to fans not to participate in gambling."

"Is there one?" Wang Ai asked doubtfully, "Why haven't I seen it?"

"Yes, it was there the spring of last year." Xu Qinglian affirmed: "You may have too many documents, and you just swept through these external cooperation letters without paying attention."

"Then how did the Football Association handle it?" Wang Ai's eyes were bright.

"Haha, I posted an article on the official website."

"Official website? Official website of the Football Association?" After receiving his wife's affirmation, Wang Ai was disappointed: "Who can access this crappy website? There are less than a thousand views on a daily basis, and there are more than a thousand staff members of the Football Association across the country. It is true that there are ten thousand traffic stars.

Fans can achieve an effect of 100 million, but our Football Association is better. 200 million real fans can’t even achieve an effect of 1,000. By the way...how do they do it?"

Seeing her husband having fun in his misery, Xu Qinglian chuckled: "No matter how it was done, the Football Association cooperated anyway, but there is no sincerity. What do you think the reason is?"

Wang Ai's face darkened: "There are quite a few people betting on football in our industry, and those who engage in football betting must be related to match-fixing. The Football Association is afraid of sending out wrong signals and stirring up a hornet's nest."

"Then why don't you arrange for the players to come forward and appeal?" Xu Qinglian continued to look like a follow-up and annoying person.

Wang Ai said angrily: "There are undoubtedly not many people who don't bet on football, and even less if you exclude those who lack influence. Such players must be overseas star players with huge commercial value. People don't want to cause this trouble and reduce themselves.

Commercial value. Especially in many European countries, gambling is legal, and you may face legal problems if you come forward. Besides, such offending things may also cause safety hazards, and the Football Association does not dare to take risks with them."

"So?" Xu Qinglian spread her hands, and when she saw the man becoming depressed, she quickly said: "We have thought of a way, isn't this just the time for the national team training? You and the national team members each say 'Don't gamble', and brush the cards one by one.

If you pass it, this public service announcement will not take ten seconds. It not only reflects your sense of responsibility, but will not bring you any danger. After all, this is a collective behavior of the national team."

Seeing Wang Ai's hesitation, Xu Qinglian continued without waiting for Wang Ai to speak: "I know, I know, you feel that you are not strong enough, but your attitude has been shown, hasn't it? You have advised me, and if you don't listen again, I can't blame you, right? Still.

Yes, after the stadium was built last year and there has been no new major charity investment, you feel that something is almost wrong, so you ignored Li Jun's words. Then let's divide your impulse into two, shall we? One is that you integrate

The national team has expressed its attitude. One is to find a new charity project? I remember that you have always been very fond of volunteering for the foundation. Then we just happened to do it together? "

Wang Ai's face turned green and white for a while. He struggled for a long time before reluctantly nodding. Xu Qinglian deliberately teased him: "Are you sure? You won't change it? You figured it out?"

Wang Ai was silent for a second, and then he turned Xu Qinglian over and slapped her twice. Xu Qinglian deliberately let out a series of tortuous moans. When Wang Ai stopped and sat back down, she stared at her eyes full of water: "It's over?

Is this the end? Trash, don’t tease me next time.”

After finishing speaking, no matter how Wang Ai glared, he went down to the ground, found his coat, and put on his shoes. After packing, he stretched out his hand in front of Wang Ai: "Give me the card."

"What?"

"Withdraw money and make a donation tomorrow. How much do you plan to donate?"

Wang Ai asked Xu Qinglian to forget what was going on before this interruption, and subconsciously took out his salary card from his bag: "Well, 100 million? 200 million? 500 million?"

Xu Qinglian took the card and stuffed it into her bag: "One hundred million, don't make it too much, and scare people."

"As for that? That's supported by the state!" Wang Ai laughed.

"The state is supporting us, but isn't this your private donation? I haven't heard of a single donation over 10 million. Have you forgotten what people thought when you donated to Project Hope? Donation is too little.

It doesn’t look good. Donating too much suppresses public participation. I’m sorry if you don’t publicize it, but publicizing it is not conducive to work. So, that’s about it.”

"Fine."

"Then I'm leaving."

Wang Ai looked at the back of Xu Qinglian leaving gracefully, and always felt that something was wrong. Just at this time, Tang Mudan came in and asked what he wanted to eat at night. Wang Ai was stunned with the lawsuit on his head, so the two of them studied for a long time. Waiting for the soup

Peony left, Wang Ai walked around in a circle, okay, his wife, lover, and four children are not at home!

I'll go swimming by myself!

After getting into the water, he forgot about his troubles. Wang Ai was swimming and heard the commotion in the yard, but he couldn't understand it, so he hurriedly went ashore and took a look. There were a bunch of people around... What the hell is that?

Wang Ai took a few steps closer and was dumbfounded. In the middle of the courtyard, between the ground, there was a red and white square. If he looked carefully, he saw hundreds of yuan bills in bundles and piles. The pile of money was also wrapped outside.

A plastic sheet placed on a wooden board with wheels.

"Have you never seen it before?" Xu Qinglian squeezed out of the crowd and walked around Wang Ai twice.

Wang Ai nodded honestly: "I haven't seen it."

"Are you opening your eyes?"

"...I said, why are you doing this?"

"There must be a sense of ceremony!"

"I said you took my card just to do this? You don't mind the trouble? It can be solved with a check. If you do this, the bank will be in trouble on both sides, and the foundation will be in trouble as well."

"I gave it for free and you think the gesture I gave you was wrong?" Xu Qinglian was a little angry: "Mudan, Zhang Guang, come here, help me move the money to the bedroom!"

"What are you doing?" Wang Ai asked strangely.

Xu Qinglian turned around: "I'll pay for my sleep tonight!"

Wang Ai sighed deeply, having no idea at all, and then suddenly figured it out... It's rare for a wife to be happy!

What happened to the skin?

The next morning, Wang Ai went to the track and field center for a test. As a result, before returning home for lunch, the track and field center accepted a TV interview: "Wang Ai has passed the test and will represent the Chinese track and field team in the Rio Olympics in five months."

!”

By the afternoon, the IAAF welcomed the move and FIFA said it was happy to see it happen.

Track and field fans from all over the world have expressed their expectations for Wang Ai, who is in the same year, has no injuries, defeated Bolt last year and has the best performance in the past five years.

But for people who fly over 100 meters, this is the most terrifying thing.


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