Reborn on Top of Football

Wang Ai doesn't care about the authority of the Football Association, especially when the Football Association is about to separate its management from a public institution into a people's organization. He has eaten in the canteens of major ministries and committees. He who can be a national mascot for a lifetime does not care at all, but he cares about Chinese football, the national team, or the hopes of the fans and the expectations of the people.

He can't let the Football Association mess around!

So who will be the future leader of the Football Association, he is particularly concerned. He is not to support his teachers and brothers, or to benefit them, but these people he knows, he trusts, he can have an impact, he speaks and these people can listen.

Wang Aike dare not say how unselfish others will be, but he dare to make sure that he is unselfish. He also did not expect to become the chairman of the Football Association, it is impossible. The organization will not accept it, and the chairman of the Football Association who has been "supported" by him will not accept it. A negotiator who can be truly respected.

In other words, he doesn't want to retire himself in the future, and he will have no say in the big proposition of Chinese football.

It is to be a mascot, as a national mascot, as a mascot for the people. On the one-acre three-century of football, whoever dares to regard him as a mascot, he will throw the World Footballer's trophy on his face.

On the basis of the current weakness of Chinese football, when Wang Ai and his group retire, Wang Ai is very worried about the decline in performance. At that time, who can stick to the principles and not mess around, and who can not rush for quick success and long-term strategy will test the chairman of the Football Association Prestige. In this way, from age to resume, from family background to social life, we don't want to be a second person except for seniority.

But according to the tradition of the Football Association, I am afraid that Lao Gao will not be able to do it for a long time. And no matter how much prestige is, if the national team will not work, it will have to be exhausted. At least ten years or so will have to be replaced. Who can be replaced? The position of chairman of the Football Association is too critical. He is the helm of Chinese football. Whether he can do it or not has a direct impact on whether Chinese football is good or not.

Judging from the current situation, the superiors and even the masses would definitely prefer to choose from Wang Ai's teammates, and even consult him before the selection. Then, he must have reason and evidence, and even start training now.

As the pioneering generation of Chinese football, the future chairman of the Football Association may not be able to continue without the recognition of this collective. And if you start consciously training now, then you will be able to get the support of these people innately, and your future work will be much easier.

Wang Ai thinks a lot and thinks deeply, but Zhao Xuri, who is a new official, is still praising five and six happily, not knowing that the "boss" who has been called for ten years is thinking about pushing him to fill the hole.

"It really is my good brother!"

Zhao Xuri put his arms around Wang Ai's shoulders the night before parting: "I always think that being a leader is a very sacred thing. I used to be envious of your speeches before, but this time I'm really addicted."

"It's a good deal, I didn't see that you really have this talent."

"Haha, that is! I tell you the boss, I am actually so good at him!"

Wang Ai nodded in obedience, and said in his heart: Brother, your superiors are also in the eyes of your performance!

After a while at home, she happened to meet Huang Xin who was off work. She looked at her "little man" curiously and asked, "What is so happy? Oh, don't tell me, let me guess."

Wang Ai put his hands in his overcoat pockets and smiled motionlessly. Huang Xin carefully examined Wang Ai's face: "As far as I know, once you show this kind of smile, it often means that you have just cheated someone or a group of people. people."

Wang Ai put away his smile: "What are you talking about, who did I cheat me?"

"Don't move, just the smile just now!" Huang Xin pulled Wang Ai's arm.

Wang Ai had to put on the same look just now, and Huang Xin was still not happy: "It made you laugh like just now, who made you laugh like a dementia? Good!"

"Oh." Wang Ai asked Huang Xin to play around at the door where the cold wind was howling.

"Eh, I remember, I remember you suddenly ran to No. 3 Middle School to find me to be your nanny..."

"Not a nanny, you still have to report you to school..."

"Anyway, when you have been busy for two days to complete the formalities and get on the plane, you look like this!" Huang Xin said angrily: "I remember, you just pit me, I will guarantee income for droughts and floods, and pay twice a year. If the fake teacher doesn't do it, and if you go to a private company to work, you have to wait for you every day."

"Then can you have where you are today?"

"Are you sure there must be today? Isn't I stupid?"

The two entered the house while arguing. Since the relationship changed a few days ago, Huang Xin has obviously become a lot more lively. It seems that she wants to make up for everything owed by Girls’ Generation. Her guards went from initial surprise to later numbness. . Fortunately, President Huang is only doing this to Dr. Wang, not to everyone, so you really have to go to the next door to see the brain doctor.

"Would you leave tomorrow?" The two sat in the study on the second floor after dinner, drinking tea and talking.

"Well, I have to go back." Wang Ai wiped the breathtaking glass window: "Until September this year, there will be no holidays. This is the last one."

"Pay attention to rest. Don't get tired. I think you have been nervous throughout the past six months. This is not good for your body."

Wang Ai nodded and touched Huang Xin's hand: "I have you."

Huang Xin smiled and rolled her eyes: "You are even more tired with me."

Wang Ai Hehe Zhile: "Tired is not the same as the method of tiredness. You are an isolated space. When I come, it will be shielded. This will alleviate? So, you have to visit me often, don’t be shy, we are already like this Now, I know everything that I should know, there is no point in avoiding it."

Huang Xin blushed, pulled her hand back, and closed her forehead short hair: "Unexpectedly, I was an outside room for someone."

After a word, Wang Ai's expression was a bit embarrassing, Huang Xin smiled hurriedly: "Why are you thinking more? I just lamented that fate is unpredictable, not complaining."

"Yeah." Wang Ai nodded, looked out the window, took a deep breath and stood up, facing the frozen Amer River in the backyard.

He didn't want to think about anything concretely at the moment, but instinctively to think about the World Cup and think about higher achievements. Since Huang Xin said that they were all his admirers that day, and his achievement was their greatest comfort, the two originally unrelated things have been tightly tied together.

They are not ordinary, and ordinary things can't move them.

"Don't think about it." Huang Xin gently hugged Wang Ai behind him: "I'm sleepy."

"Yeah." Wang Ai patted Huang Xin's hand on his chest and abdomen, and turned around: "Let's go."

"That..." Huang Xin dodged his eyes: "The one you said yesterday, that one, I want to try it."

Wang Ai's eyes widened, and his mouth split open: "...behind?"

Huang Xin lowered his head and said nothing, Wang Ai grabbed one of Huang Xin's hands and walked toward the bathroom with a grin.

It's like an Erha.