Reborn on Top of Football

When I woke up, apart from being a little tired, everything else was fine, but it made Kang Si and Huang Xin nervous enough. This suite is very expensive, and it is quite in line with Wang Ai’s current worth, so there is no need to worry about the temperature and comfort, even in front of the window sill, it is not cold, even the window sill is also covered with a layer of exquisite fabric .

While eating breakfast, Wang Ai was still regretting that he shouldn't have texted Tang Mudan.

The last time he talked to Leonie about the lessons of the Golden Globes defeat, he faintly noticed that Leoni seemed to know something, but Leoni didn't say it, so he didn't ask. He is now a little "fear" to realize that there are other reasons behind the Xu Qinglian incident.

He has too much work, is tired, and some avoids this kind of thing that must pay a huge emotional cost.

Therefore, he tried not to disturb Xu Qinglian. During this period of time, unless it was extremely necessary, he and Xu Qinglian maintained a "silent" state. But last night, I should have been confused before going to bed.

Back in the room, the messenger still opened the mobile phone text box, and it was empty as expected.

Okay, okay.

"Is it a good night?" In Moratti's special plane, Jose joked when he saw Wang Ai.

Although he was also invited to a dinner last night, he did not go. The Portuguese has such a personality.

"Don't mention it." Wang Ai pulled the box and sat next to Jose and fastened his seat belt: "I didn't go back at half past one in the morning, and went to bed after two o'clock in the morning. I am still sleepy now, and nothing good has happened."

Jose nodded and suddenly said: "Forgot to say, congratulations, World Footballer!"

Wang Ai looked at him strangely, paused, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Mr. Coach who has instructed the World Footballer."

Jose looked up and smiled, and Wang Ai looked at Moratti on the opposite side: "Congratulations to your great chairman, you have cultivated another world footballer."

"Yes!" Moratti laughed: "After finishing work this afternoon, I will treat you. Now you can think about what you want to eat."

Moratti also attended the banquet last night, but among a group of bosses he did not go to the players' side, nor did he go to the FIFA side, but chatted with Platini for a while. After all, FIFA basically can't control them, but UEFA's influence is very large.

Talking and laughing all the way, returned to Milan in an hour. At the airport, facing the turbulent Italian journalists and hundreds of fans, Wang Ai gave a brief speech: "Thank you for the beautiful Italy. I have won two world football players here. This is me, the coach, and Inter Milan. , Is also the glory of Serie A."

On the specially drove team bus, Wang Ai opened the curtain and waved to the crowd. Because of the boss's admonition, he didn't come up with the trophy this time, and was ready to take it out 18 days later before the 19-round Serie A home game against Chievo.

Always take it out, there is no freshness, and no sensation. At that time, the club organized a small ceremony for him personally, and he had to invite some people to watch the ceremony, and he had to cooperate.

Five Crowns + World Footballer = Great International Era.

Attended a sponsor reception in the morning, took a short two-hour break at noon, and rushed to the Adidas store in Milan in the afternoon. This is regarded as Wang Ai's fulfillment of his personal contract and the club contract as one. Then I went to the Italian national TV station around five o'clock to participate in the program interview.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that the dinner that Moratti said was arranged. There are not many people, Moratti and his son, Jose, and Wang Ai are just four people. The place is Moratti’s private house.

The old man was also very tired, because he was also on the interview just now, and he was also set on fire as usual. This old man got the love of Inter Milan fans, and the hatred of all Serie A teams and fans except Inter Milan, just like Inter Milan's own experience in Italy.

Jose is willing to help, but he can't take care of himself. His reputation in Italy is worse than Moratti. What about Wang Ai? Watching the host and the guest's aggressive look, and hiding away obediently, he stopped helping the two of them block their guns. Jose is a thick-skinned type who cannot be attacked for a long time. Moratti has a lot of experience, and the breeze has already been blown by him, as if nothing had happened.

So, Wang Ai didn't actually order the food. Even if Angelo asked, Wang Ai just said: "I can eat enough. I only spend about 3,000 meals a month, so I don't pick it."

Angelo was taken aback when he heard that, he hesitantly asked: "You are welcome?"

"No." Wang Ai shook his head: "For me, energy is important, not scarcity. Tuna and caviar are expensive, but there is nothing special from the perspective of energy and nutrition, but the taste is special. And I, It doesn't matter in this respect."

As a result, the dinner party was also arranged according to the standard of "fullness". Simply put, it was quite inconsistent with Moratti's identity as a tycoon: big fish and big meat!

But the Moratti father and son knew that the Chinese employee under their command had more money than them, and a tycoon than them. The tycoon's food is not vulgar, it is true temperament!

In fact, Moratti has been mingling with football players for a long time, which is also the shame of the Italian local tycoon. In addition to being older and not eating too much, in this private occasion, the food is also quite bold.

For example, when he grabbed the lobster shell with his hands, Kabbah broke it apart and licked his fingers.

"Are you going to carry out environmental protection work in the future?" After eating well, Moratti was not polite and asked directly.

"Yes." Wang Ai picked out the oysters from the noodles disgustingly, and forgot to say that people with big appetites are impatient with this. How good is oyster meat?

"Do you need the club to do something?" Angelo chewed on his steak and asked for his father who was busy fighting lobsters: "If you do it hard, it is best to cooperate with the club. We also have similar projects. ."

Wang Aiso picked out all the oysters, ate the meat one by one, and then concentrated on destroying the noodles: "If the club has activities in this area, I will try my best to participate. I will personally cooperate with Greenpeace and the World Wide Fund for Nature, and I will donate some. Money, I will also participate in some activities."

Jose was elegantly holding a fork to deal with a vanilla cod. Hearing this interjected: "Greenpeace does not accept personal donations, it must be an organization."

Wang Ai nodded: "I personally have a charity fund. I don't expect them to help me directly. I can only say that I want to protect the environment, and they also want to protect the environment. We both benefit from cooperation."

When Angelo heard this, he thought for a while and suddenly said, "Do you want to speak at the United Nations? UN Environment? If you really intend to join the industry, it might be a good place to go."

"Can you arrange it?" Wang Ai asked curiously.

Angelo looked at his father, Moratti reluctantly put down the lobster shell at this time, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and wiped his hands: "You can try."