In the summer of 2019, the top management of Chinese football experienced a sudden change.
Wang Ai also became the focus for the first time as a non-football star and a sports star.
On the morning of June 15, the third day after the party committee announced new personnel arrangements, Wang Ai was reading a newspaper and eating breakfast at his home in Haidian. His sweat-soaked training clothes were still on the chair next to him.
As soon as the restaurant door opened, Xu Qinglian walked in: "What kind of summer have you had?"
Wang Ai raised his head and smiled, went back to eating and reading the newspaper, and said: "Is the situation compelling?"
"You didn't even wash your clothes? I just went upstairs and took a walk, okay? It's only been three days since you've been without a woman." Xu Qinglian sat next to Wang Ai and was indifferent to Wang Ai's offer of food: "How about that?
Shall I send Kang Si to you?"
"No." Wang Ai turned over a page of the newspaper: "Many endorsement contracts have expired. She has to be busy. She is familiar with many charity activities in the United States and Europe. She has to pay the money."
"How can I help?"
"Just be a pregnant woman with your two children."
"Am I just a production tool?"
"Do you reproduce asexually?"
Xu Qinglian grinded her teeth and held her chin with one hand while watching Wang Ai eat: "My parents asked me to remind you that things are different now. You'd better not be too showy. The photos in the newspaper don't look very impressive."
Wang Ai raised his head and glanced at his wife, then picked out a newspaper and pointed at his profile on the front page: "This?"
"Well, my parents saw it this morning and felt that your current main identity is that you wear such good clothes, ride in such a good car, and even have so many guards. You are not like a cadre, but a football star." Xu Qinglian.
Smiling: "Aren't you afraid of people making short remarks and making long remarks?"
Wang Ai thought for a while, then sneered and threw down the newspaper: "Isn't it me whatever I wear? Besides, I don't wear any fancy clothes, right? What's wrong with me wearing an old man's shirt in this summer? I entered the office and turned on the air conditioner.
, I’m wearing a coat.”
Xu Qinglian didn't say anything, her eyes showed appreciation that she didn't even notice.
Wang Ai lowered his head again and quickly finished the last few mouthfuls of his meal: "That means I'm young, so sitting in that position doesn't look the same to anyone, right? But why didn't anyone say anything about the post-80s guy next door?
It's okay, just give everyone a few days to adapt and they will get used to it."
Wang Ai put down his chopsticks with an unquestionable determination in his smile: "They must get used to it."
Xu Qinglian couldn't help but raise her hands: "I applaud you, this is our man, so domineering."
Wang Ai was cheerful, and suddenly reached out to grab Xu Qinglian's hand, put it in front of her and kissed it: "I need you to help me defend my home. With you here, I can advance, attack, retreat or defend. I'm very brave."
Xu Qinglian withdrew her hand in disgust, and stood up with Wang Ai to clean up the dishes: "You still have to be careful, that is not our own business, you can do whatever you want, it belongs to the country, you are just a part-time worker, why?
You also have to look at people's eyes. You are all good-hearted, so what if you are powerful? Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, isn't he? Combating Goguryeo's merits is in the contemporary era, and building the Grand Canal will benefit the future."
Wang Ai's hand paused: "I will take the public's acceptance into consideration."
Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai's busy back and couldn't help but stepped forward and touched his butt: "It's so sexy!"
Wang Ai turned around, squinted his eyes, and grinned: "How about you come up tonight?"
Xu Qinglian giggled and took two steps back: "No, I won't come to help you with your office. I'm pregnant, double. My brains have to be reserved for my two children. I can't use them on your rags."
superior."
"There are hundreds of thousands of practitioners across the country." Wang Ai muttered dissatisfied.
"That's a piece of junk!" After Xu Qinglian finished speaking, she stepped forward and touched it: "There are hundreds of thousands of people in our family, and I have never seen you so... oops... have you washed your hands... oops it's cold!"
After a while, Xu Qinglian asked in front of Haidian's house: "It's better to go home for two days tonight. The children finally see you. There is also a study over there. It won't delay your work. It's not like we can't help you if you are too busy. Why bother?"
I’m in seclusion here.”
Wang Ai pondered for a moment: "I thought it would be more convenient to meet people here after get off work."
"You forgot that there is a villa vacant over there." Xu Qinglian opened the car door.
"Okay, these days are the time to have endless fun fighting with others, which is particularly taxing on the brain... Okay, you can relax when you go home." After saying this, Wang Ai smiled and said: "Okay, your mission is completed.
Now, you should go home too."
Xu Qinglian shook her head: "You go first, I'll clean up for you here so you don't forget anything and come here again at night."
As the car drove out of Ya'er Hutong, Wang Ai lowered his head and looked at his old man's shirt and leather sandals: "What do you think of my outfit? Will it make the people who come here to do things uncomfortable?"
Chen Zhengwu, who was driving, glanced at Wang Ai from the rearview mirror: "It's strange to see that it's rare. No one stipulates that the chairman of the Football Association must wear a jacket, right? It's their business to wear what they like."
"But you usually pay attention to your clothes, right? I remember Zhao Dan said, didn't you have to be low-key so that no one notices you?"
"Is it a job requirement for us to not be conspicuous in appearance? You don't have this requirement. Besides, you are the top leader."
"That is to say, I should be more conspicuous, right?"
There was a burst of laughter in the car, and it was not until they reached the downstairs of the Football Association that everyone stopped smiling and followed Wang Ai in. In the past few days, people coming and going in the building have become familiar with Wang Ai's footsteps, although people still say hello to him from time to time.
But no one came up to ask for autographs.
This is probably because Wang Ai and other cadres battled wits and courage over the past few days, and his power became stronger and stronger.
"Sister."
Arriving at the Football Association floor, Wang Ai saw Cheng Wei and said hello with a smile.
"Little Wang'er is here? I just have something to ask you." After saying that, Cheng Wei came over and said, "Many media want to interview you."
"Who are they?" Wang Ai stopped and looked at the A4 paper in the senior sister's hand: "So many? Well... decline it politely. Xinhua News Agency, People's Daily, and CCTV pushed back, and the local ones said they were not interviewed.
plan."
"What about the others?" Cheng Wei whispered.
"Huh?" Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Thank you, senior sister. I will ask the Propaganda Department to inform you later that you are not allowed to accept interviews."
Cheng Wei smiled, and Wang Ai also smiled.
This scene was naturally seen by interested people, and subsequently became a wisecrack on the lips of many "Daming" people: "Let me just say, Chairman Gao will be fine."
At the door of the office that used to belong to Gao Hongbo, the cadres who came to report to Wang Ai, the boss who came to discuss things, and the people Wang Ai named to meet were all lined up.
