Reborn on Top of Football

Zhang Erwen grinned, admiring Pfizer's creativity very much. Such a fierce representative of Chinese men's football is really appropriate. Just thinking about it the other way around, I understand why Wang Ai refused.

Zhang Erwen would like to ask how much money he would give. It must not be less, but from the look of Wang Ai, he knew that the temper of this junior was almost assaulted, and he could no longer be assaulted. There would be nowhere to be assaulted. Reasonable. I had to sigh and lay down and pulled the blanket: "People say that a gentleman is like jade, how come you are like a firecracker."

Wang Ai gave a "um" and didn't want to say any more.

Who is not upset yet? Especially a public figure of Wang Ai's level? For many years in a row, the influence of celebrities and the number one in income list have been troublesome. Fortunately, he has been in China all year round, and most of the troubles in the country can't find him. Some might make him furious. After being screened by his domestic agents and assistants, he either didn't know or was out of timeliness.

The seminar held in the morning was fine, but as soon as the seminar ended, Wang Ai received more than a dozen requests. Attending the wine bureau to accompany...

They were all trustees, and Wang Ai was annoyed by people who could participate in the seminar, and he couldn't shake his face. So I didn't get angry even when I got on the plane, but Zhang Erwen, who happened to be accompanied by him, was still annoying.

Without Kang Si, there was a filter and firewall missing. In addition, Wang Ai hasn't scolded people a lot in recent years, and even has a lot of rules in public speaking, so some people are bolder and change tricks to try to take advantage of him.

If Wang Ai's squinting eyebrows and unruly appearance were in the past, how dare they? Is it comfortable to ask the child to come back?

So on this flight to Rome, Italy, Wang Ai closed his eyes and didn't fall asleep right away. What I wondered was whether I should show a little surrealism?

When I woke up, the plane shuttled in the sunset, and I checked that the time was about to land.

I didn't get out at Rome Airport, so I bought a plane ticket to Siena, waited for half an hour to board the plane again, and it was eight o'clock in the evening when I saw Sneijder in Siena.

"Wang, thank you for coming." Sneijder shook hands with Wang Ai: "This is my fiancee."

Wang Ai shook hands with his new wife. This was Sneijder's second marriage, but he took it seriously. Not only did the hero posts spread all over, but also greeted the guests early, otherwise Wang Ai wouldn't be able to come here specially when he was busy hitting the back of his head.

"Very busy, right?" Sneijder invited Wang Ai to sit down in the hotel lobby and poured a cup of tea on his own initiative.

"Oh, I'm so busy to die." Wang Ai drank half a cup: "By the way, Wesley, where are the others? Where is Alger?"

"They will arrive tomorrow, and my wedding is at noon." After speaking, Sneijder looked at Wang Ai's face intently.

Wang Ai touched it subconsciously, "What do you think of me for?"

Sneijder shook his head and laughed at himself: "I am substituting your identity. I will think about what it would be like if I got the Hercules Cup."

Wang Ai raised his eyebrows: "What do you feel?"

"Busy to die." Sneijder chuckled: "I can understand, I can understand, your country is so big and there are so many people, and there must be a lot of things after you go back. In fact, I also pushed a lot of things this time, no The way, the date has long been set."

"It's just not decided, you don't like to mix too many off-court things with your temper."

Sneijder chuckled, "By the way, did you have dinner? You should be leaving after a few hours. The flight meal isn't very good."

Wang Ai nodded: "Just eat some, I'm not too hungry now, wait a while. Oh, by the way, I haven't given you my gift yet."

After saying that, Wang Ai got up, pulled a large light blue suitcase from the table beside Yan Zhu and Zhang Guang, and pushed his hands toward Sneijder. Sneijder hurriedly reached out and braked successfully.

"Yours."

Sneijder straightened his waist, exposed his face from the top of the box, and spread his hands. His wife covered her mouth and looked at the one-meter-high big box: "Here, what is this?"

Wang Ai waved his hand: "Don't worry, it's not banknotes or drugs. How many security checks have you gone through. Give your wedding gifts to both of you."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai patted his chest: "You are sincere, right? I brought it from the earth."

Sneijder opened his hand, scratched his scalp, and laughed aloud: "Okay, okay, dear king, can I open it now?"

"No." Wang Ai tossed a gleaming silver key casually: "Look again when I'm gone, keep a sense of mystery."

Sneijder caught the key, looked at Wang Ai and shook his head with a smile. Instead, his wife said: "Wang, I know that you are good friends, and your friendship has been fully demonstrated by fighting side by side with you on the court to participate in the wedding..."

Without waiting for Wang Ai to say anything, Sneijder held his daughter-in-law's hand: "Don't worry, my dear, I know all the gifts he gave Alger. It's not expensive, but it's very special. Except for him, it's impossible for us to accept it in our lifetime. The present."

Wang Ai smiled and watched the interaction between the two, holding another key in his pocket.

After a while, Wang Ai was hungry, so he ordered a few pizzas and paella, and talked while eating.

"José may be leaving, Real Madrid." Sneijder said while eating his steak.

"Yeah." Wang Ai nodded, and saw Sneijder hesitating to speak, so he had to say: "Is he there?"

Sneijder shook his head: "Tomorrow."

Wang Ai pondered for a moment: "The coach can't stop Real Madrid's temptation... so be it."

Sneijder turned his head to look at Wang Ai, Wang Ai shrugged: "You know, Real Madrid's food is not that easy."

While Sneijder was thinking about it with his memories, Wang Ai put down his fork and looked at his watch: "Well, my dear Wesley, I'm going back."

After that, several people stood up, and Wang Ai waved his hands: "Don't send me off. I will be back to play football together in more than a month. If it weren't for too many things, I really can't help it. I should have stayed tomorrow. "

Sneijder smiled: "You can still keep the promise at this time, I'm already very happy."

Wang Ai nodded, and suddenly turned around when he was about to leave: "I haven't taken a photo yet, right? I don't need a photo. If you write a memoir in the future and scold me for not attending your wedding, I have no evidence. Come and take a few photos. open!"

Sneijder smiled and shook his head and pulled the bride, standing in a row with Wang Ai, Zhang Guang had already taken out the camera with a smile.

The two newcomers sent Wang Ai to the hotel door and waved goodbye.

Not far from the house, Wang Ai called Cambiasso: "Esteban, I have a key for you to give to Wesley tomorrow, um, it's on the hotel bar."