Reborn on Top of Football

On December 8th, the Chinese Embassy in Italy closed for half a day, dedicated to celebrating the Chinese athlete Wang Ai's winning the Golden Globe with representatives of friendly countries, overseas Chinese, Chinese-funded enterprises, and overseas students. The embassy at this event was not open to the outside world, especially the press after consulting Wang Ai.

Wang Ai means that there will definitely be activities at Inter Milan. If our side is open to the outside world, then I may be deserted when I return to the club tomorrow. The club must have ideas. The embassy doesn't have to think about making money, it just needs to use it to advance its work.

Ambassador Sun is considerate, so he celebrated internally after the notice in advance.

Of course, the embassy also welcomes interviews, but the premise is related to the embassy. And this matter basically has nothing to do with the embassy, ​​and it has nothing to do with the entire diplomatic relationship. After all, it is not the world footballer who can do a little bit.

So I really want to be open to the press, in addition to stealing Inter's headlines, it may also make myself a little embarrassed.

This is called detrimental to others!

In fact, if Wang Ai is willing, he can engage in an event with a strong sense of ceremony tomorrow and sell the exclusive rights to the event by the way!

Don't doubt, Wang Ai has hundreds of millions of Inter Milan fans around the world!

Because there were no outsiders, this event was much easier than yesterday. Wang Ai first stood behind the table and accompanied guests from all walks of life to take photos with the Golden Globe trophy, and then shook hands with the guests, especially foreign guests, under the introduction of Ambassador Sun. After the foreign guests were sent away, they were all Chinese, and Wang Ai became more relaxed. Later, he simply ate and chatted freely.

Until the afternoon, after the embassy was reopened, Wang Ai was taken by the embassy's car to Rome Airport to go north to Milan.

While waiting for the flight, Wang Ai went to the men’s room and called the house to tell her about Leo Ni’s plan to buy the plane.

"The lion is kind, so don't blame her. Besides, I think it is really needed at home. It is convenient for you. She can also rely on airplanes. Next year, Idiot Food and Beifang Textile will have to open up the Yangtze River, and our family is also a national enterprise. Now that the territory is bigger, the vehicles have to keep up, right?"

After hearing this big set, Ai Xiaoqing hummed, "It's time, alright, let her buy it if you have enough money."

Wang Ai again told me: "My mother, she came to tell me that she was worried that you would disagree. She thought that after the purchase, she would give you a filial piety for me, so you just pretended not to know. When she finished buying, she didn't know how. Say it when you are in a hurry on the sign."

Ai Xiaoqing snorted: "You really worry about it!"

"Hehe." Wang Ai said with a shy face: "Isn't this worrying about your mother-in-law's discord?"

Ai Xiaoqing wanted to hang up immediately, but then remembered something: "What about Qinglian?"

"Didn't I buy it for her?"

"You are fair!" Ai Xiaoqing complained about his son: "Donggong and Xigong are not biased, okay, I see how you deal with Huang Xin and Shi Wenjun then!"

Wang Aite was irresponsible and said casually: "I'll talk about it then, I guess Huang Xin can't control what I want."

"Yes, just bully your sister Huang Xin to be honest!"

"It's okay, I'll give her a son!"

Speaking of the next generation, Ai Xiaoqing was silent for a rare moment: "Did your dad talk to you about this in the summer? Huang Xin is not too young, so delay... Well, this is a trouble! I know that you shouldn’t ask her to be a tutor back then. Anyway, your score in the college entrance examination... Anyway, I and your dad have the same opinion, no matter what you do, you can’t delay others anymore, and you will stop if you break it!"

"Yeah." Wang Ai replied. He understood that the old lady still didn't like him, and he still tended to let him break off quickly.

Ai Xiaoqing also knew that Wang Ai couldn’t make sense, so she was a little frustrated, and said to the phone, "Okay, what do you want to do? Anyway, if one day the old Huang’s calls the door, you will go out and take it for me, listen. No? I have no face!"

"I know, I can't guarantee it. We are in a good relationship." Wang Ai continued to say with a shy face: "Also, I plan to marry Qinglian before 2010. Before and after the marriage, I will try to settle the matter with Huang Xin. With many children and grandchildren, the house is also lively, isn't it?"

"But if there are too many children, what should I do? I don't want our family to be like the rich people in Hong Kong, the family is like a sea, and the city is full of lawsuits."

"Several aspects." Wang Ai said calmly: "First, I set up a foundation after I get married. In the future, no matter how many children or mothers I have, and do not have the right to inherit the business, I will receive monthly salary from the foundation. It’s not a stable relationship that lasts for many years, and I won’t take it home. Third, if it still doesn’t work, I will hand over part of the foundation’s shares to the state. Given the importance of our company, the state will never watch us get messed up. ."

When Wang Ai thought so far and so much, Ai Xiaoqing was speechless for a while, and her mood slowly relaxed: "Well, then, your dad and I may be gone by then, and I can't control so much. Speaking of it, I really miss children a little bit, this time I can say nothing to let the children be like you, and stay away from home all day long!"

The mother and son talked for a few more words before they hung up. Wang Ai walked out of the bathroom and looked at Xu Qinglian, Leo Ni, and Kang Si. He sighed. There is always something to do in life, and there is no career like investing in national revival. , The great cause of national revitalization is more meaningful.

As for the next generation, as for the future, Wang Ai is not worried. Are there fewer stumbling blocks along the way for the Chinese nation? Don't you still kill the other three ancient civilizations?

This is the case for the predecessors, the present, and the future generations.

"Bad stomach?" Xu Qinglian asked with concern.

"Yeah," Wang Ai knew that the phone time was a bit long, pretending to be a gesture: "A little bit, maybe I ate too much at noon."

"Also!" Xu Qinglian left with contempt: "Look at your unpromising appearance, do you need to take medicine?"

"No." Wang Ai walked over, and it happened to be boarding time, so he picked up his luggage: "I haven't done enough for exercise in the past two days. Just go home in the afternoon and move around."

"That's right." After getting on the plane, after chatting with the passengers, Wang Aicai said to Leoni next to him: "I agree to buy the plane, the safest, medium-to-large, 17-eight-seater, and luxurious. It's ok."

"Wow! So generous?" Leo Ni hugged Wang Ai's arm.

"Safe, safe, safe!" Wang Ai repeated three times: "I can't let you and my family have a problem!"

"I know!" Leo Ni leaned on Wang Ai's shoulder, rubbed and then rubbed again.