People like Zhao Dan, who has worked with Wang Ai for more than ten years, of course noticed Wang Ai's abnormality, but he didn't say anything and couldn't ask, so he had no choice but to listen to him and play poker with him.
Wang Ai rarely plays poker, not even once in several years. Sometimes the security guards at home beat him just for fun. He would rather play computer games in his free time.
In the cabin that night, Wang Ai not only played badly, but also often wandered off. If Zhao Dan hadn't noticed Wang Ai's expression and reminded him in time, Jin Yuan, who was fighting against him, would have complained long ago.
Outside the porthole, a glimmer of light finally appeared on the eastern horizon. This brightness was nothing compared to the darkness in the sky, but it made Wang Ai drop the cards in his hand and look greedily at the porthole.
It was an ordinary sunrise, a female textile worker chasing Zhongcai's fast sunrise, but it was Wang Ai, the first of the three super giants in football, the holder of the 100-meter record in sports, and the most famous achievement in China and Asia.
The highest sports star and philanthropist, one of the three giants in Chinese football, a trillion-dollar family business, the heir to millions of employees...a moment of decision-making that is both real and imaginary.
The east became brighter, and Wang Ai seemed to be out of his mind. He lowered his head and rubbed his face under the worried eyes of his assistant and security guard. What he wanted to say, Wang Ai still didn't say, and took the phone with the video call from Marissa's hand with trembling hands.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Who is there?"
"They're all here," said the little beauty.
"I'm fine, go to sleep." Wang Ai said calmly: "I'm fine."
Everyone there was angry, no one said anything, and the phone didn't hang up. I was still a little worried.
Wang Ai didn't hang up. He put down the phone and looked at the young faces in front of him: "Let's take turns to rest. There are still a few hours. Thank you for your hard work. Please accompany me crazy. I'm fine. I'm just a little dazed."
"Is it okay to be in a trance?" Anna didn't believe it.
Wang Ai looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness and everything was fine. He had a smile without extravagant expectations. He touched the tip of the Golden Boot trophy with his right hand and said, "Thank you for staying with me for so long. I won't tell you why my mood fluctuates. I just want to tell you."
I want to say that at this historic moment, with you by my side, everything is fine. Come and take a group photo! My only gain from this World Cup, the only gain from the Chinese team, and the only gain from all of Asia, is here."
The Golden Boot trophy was placed on the table, with a pile of playing cards underneath. Qian Ziqiang greeted him, and everyone got together in a hurry and asked the stewardess to help. Wang Ai sat on the side of the trophy, still looking like he was just starting from a serious illness.
Yu Yu's smile was not as domineering as yesterday when he was eating and drinking at the Luzhniki Stadium. Two female assistants were holding their arms in front of the shoulders, and then the male guards were leaning their heads into the camera.
You can't get that far on an airplane, so you have to put your head in if you want to get into the shot.
The flight attendant was also smart. She set her phone to take selfies, placed it on the shelf opposite, then turned around and got into the camera. Fortunately, she was also sensible, and after taking a photo, she quietly left. Just like everyone else
Unlike other wealthy people, Wang Ai doesn't use private jets much. The crew, including her, spend most of their time traveling on a salary.
But in this way, I am not very familiar with Wang Ai, and I am not as close as his assistant or guard.
Covered in a ray of sunshine, the plane passed through Siberia and the Gobi Desert of Mongolia, entering from Inner Mongolia. In order to relieve Wang Ai's boredom, Chen Zhengwu pointed down to explain the terrain to Wang Ai, and took Liu Liang and Su Shi to discuss the theory of large depth.
How to use it in this land.
Marisa and Anna didn't sleep either, and Anna was even more tired and helped adjust the atmosphere. Wang Ai's depression just now scared everyone. They have never seen Wang Ai in such a state, even after experiencing the 2008 Inter Milan game.
I have never seen Zhao Dan suffer from depression during his period. This resulted in everyone having no choice but to rely on instinct.
But this time, Wang Ai didn't get out of it as quickly as usual, but was immersed in it for a long, long time, until the plane landed at the airport in bright sunshine.
"Drive slowly, drive slowly." Wang Ai looked greedily at the street scene outside the window and kept telling Li Lin who was driving.
Li Lin looked at Zhao Dan in the rearview mirror. Zhao Dan didn't know what to say. He could only shake his head slightly and then nod. But Li Lin could understand: It's no big deal, just do as you do.
How could Li Lin have guessed about rebirth? But he also had a trick. While turning the steering wheel, he muttered: "How about some fried liver?"
Wang Ai suddenly looked at Li Lin, thought for a while and shook his head: "Do you know what makes me most sad? I can't remember any famous snacks in my hometown."
Li Lin smiled and said: "I can't remember it either, because there are no famous snacks in Liaoyang."
Wang Ai also laughed and said no more. The car drove directly into the quiet Wang Manor.
After a while, Wang Ai, who was eating steamed dumplings in the restaurant, said with emotion: "After thinking about it, the dumplings at home are still delicious. It's so refreshing."
Ai Xiaoqing didn't hear the following words: "Eat more if it tastes good, and take a good rest after eating."
Wang Ai agreed and became alive.
After putting the children into the car one by one, Xu Qinglian, who was escorting the car, told Wang Ai not to sleep until she came back. But when she came back, Wang Ai finally fell asleep on the little beauty's lap.
"Look, you're relying on me." The little beauty pointed to the big beauty's hand holding her waist: "I said I felt comfortable for a while, and I fell asleep now, just to wait for you."
Xu Qinglian looked down for a while: "It should be fine."
Then Xu Qinglian got up and went to see how Huang Xin and Leonie were doing. They were both mothers for the second time. They were far from being as nervous or even panicked as the first time. Even though the due date was only two days away, Huang Xin was still in a relaxed mood.
Xu Qinglian walked around and found that Marissa and Anna were also resting. The male guards who had returned were also resting. Only Zhao Dan was still handing over work to Lao Fan. No matter how many days Wang Ai stayed at home, as long as he was at the Wang Manor, security
Fan Yucheng is responsible for the work.
"I suddenly felt depressed, very serious. We have been with him for three or four hours, and I'm afraid I can only control it a little. This is the first time I have encountered such a serious situation. Maybe I feel uncomfortable watching others win the championship?" Zhao Dan shook his head: "Still.
Mr. Ai's dumplings are magical, just eat a dozen or so and you'll be fine. Maybe it would be better if we take some with us next time we go out."
Xu Qinglian smiled and nodded: "You go and have a rest. He is still sleeping. I will wake him up later and go to the bedroom to sleep. I guess as long as Huang Xin is fine, he will not wake up."
Coincidentally, when Wang Ai woke up for dinner at night, Huang Xin's stomach made a sound, and the medical team that had been prepared came forward. Two hours later, in the delivery room of Wang's Manor, Wang Ai's sixth baby was born.
