Reborn on Top of Football

The leader-like policeman nodded: "Then, shall we make a transcript?"

"Of course, do as you say."

"Okay." The middle-aged policeman who introduced himself as the deputy director nodded and sat opposite Wang Ai, and raised his hand: "Little Wanger...oh, not to mention you, Captain Wang, we also have a little Wanger."

At this time, a young policeman next to him came up with a smile: "I'm in charge of the record. It's nice to meet you, Captain Wang."

Wang Ai shook hands with him: "I hope you will become Captain Wang soon."

This pun makes people happy at once. And the paparazzi who was kept in the interrogation room not far away heard the promised laughter and couldn't help but sigh, I knew it!

"Name?"

"Wang Ai."

"gender?"

"male."

Wang Aike did not tease the police like the Beijing men. He was respectful and honest. He respected people and his work. When he asked his work unit, he hesitated and said embarrassedly: "I Which work unit says is better?"

"Little Wang'er" looked at Xiao Wang'er in surprise, the deputy director pointed to the yellow portfolio on the table, and Xiao Wang'er said: "The Youth Department of the Chinese Football Association."

After most of the procedure, the deputy director pressed the shoulder of "Little Wang'er" and signaled to stop writing temporarily: "Captain Wang...this, I have to ask you about something. It stands to reason that it is a state secret, secret, and top secret. They all have different levels, and in the event of theft, leaks, etc., there are also corresponding processing levels. But..."

Speaking of this, the deputy director was a bit embarrassed, but he continued: "However, in recent years, some units have a poor sense of document confidentiality. The more places and the clearer the yamen, the worse, and some should be completely uncertain. For example, the output of the Grain Bureau. Some cadres think about it, what's the secret of this stuff? But, enemy agents can use similar documents to calculate China's grain reserves. It can be used by foreign grain merchants. People know that we have a gap. Of course, the price will be accurately charged. The most important thing is for the use of foreign intelligence agencies, and the grain may become the basis for threatening our country’s independence and sovereignty."

Wang Ai listened in awe! Worthy of being the deputy director, the deputy director of Beijing City, this sense of the overall situation!

The deputy director went on to say: “In contrast, there is another situation where the secret is random, the secret is secret, and the secret is secret or even top secret. If we deal with it mechanically according to the secret level, even if it is not processed. I know, but it is not appropriate after all. So, I would like to ask you, what exactly is your file?"

The deputy director pointed to the yellow portfolio: "This "Chinese National Team Tactical Concept" is really confidential enough? By the way, you have received confidentiality training, right?"

Wang Ai frowned, and the deputy director immediately said: "Don't tell me the specific content, you just need to tell me the severity. Of course, you don't have to say it, I just remind you of it out of prudent consideration."

Wang Ai nodded, thought for a while, and suddenly looked back at Zhao Dan.

Zhao Dan, who had been silent and hidden behind Wang Ai, was also taken aback. Seeing Wang Ai aiming at his left chest, he immediately understood, reached into his clothes, took out a small red leather notebook, placed it in his palm, carrying "Little Wanger", gave the deputy director a shake.

This time, it was the turn of the deputy director in awe.

He simply stood up and stretched out his hand: "Hello, comrade-in-arms!"

Wang Ai rolled his eyes concealedly, not so polite with himself. But yes, people in the system are more aware of the weight of this document, and Wang Ai, no matter how famous he is, no matter how many leaders he has seen, he is also a star.

"Hello, old squad leader." Zhao Dan smiled brilliantly.

The deputy director wanted to say something. For a long time, he smiled and said nothing. He sat down and looked at Wang Ai again: "I know you have received confidentiality training."

Wang Ai smiled: "This document is about the strategy and tactics of the Chinese team for the World Cup next year, or the tactical secrets that the Chinese national team will use for the World Cup next year. It is a joint collaboration between our national team coaching staff and a professor from a confidential unit. Research. I took it home because I was one of the chief authors. By the end of next year’s World Cup, this will be a publicly published paper, and I am at least the second author. So taking it home is not only for academic purposes, but also for academic purposes. Improve the purpose of improving the tactical plan."

The deputy director frowned and thought deeply. Wang Ai noticed a flash of disapproval on "Little Wang'er"'s face. He seemed to be a few years older than him, so he politely said: "Since you don't keep records, you have something to do with Police Officer Wang. Let’s just say, don’t worry about my upset or whatever, I’m a good citizen."

The deputy director smiled, and Officer Wang was a little embarrassed: "I, I just think, the World Cup is very important, but the confidentiality is still a bit high."

Wang Ai nodded: "Usually this is the case. For example, for some projects, the tactical concept is not determined at all, and no one will steal it. Because it is a little bit formed, and even at the last minute, it is still changing, even if it is recorded on paper. When the time comes, you will really fight like that, and it depends on what the athletes play on the spot."

Several people nodded, and Wang Ai continued: "But we are special."

With the exception of Zhao Dan, the deputy director, "Little Wanger", and Zhang Guang all expressed a certain interest.

"First, football is a collective sport, and it is almost the largest number of participants. This determines the importance of pre-tactical assumptions, which is higher than other sports. The fewer people, the greater the impact on the spot, and the more people, the smaller the impact. ."

When Wang Ai finished speaking, several people nodded together.

"Second, football has a huge impact. China has almost 200 million fans, 50 million professional fans, and two populations in Beijing. Although it is only one of the sports events, its influence is much greater than many events. This is also objective. fact."

"Third, China was the quarter-finals in the last World Cup. Have you noticed anything other than the results?"

Officer Wang shook his head: "I hardly watch the ball."

Wang Ai knows: "We got back 12 million U.S. dollars from Germany last year. After deducting the cost, the net profit is 9 million. If you count the subsequent image authorization income of the national team, it will have to be doubled."

The deputy director narrowed his eyes when he heard the sound, and Officer Wang was startled: "So many?"

"Next year's World Cup, according to my news, the prize money will be greatly increased, and the quarterfinals may reach 18 million. Moreover, we still want to go further, so..." Wang Ai pointed to the document: "This is what we have. "

"How much further?"

"20 million, it's not a lot of growth." Wang Ai smiled: "If it's not as good as last year, I can only get 9 million back."

"Okay." The deputy director said: "Be detained."