Reborn on Top of Football

The breeding base is not big, half of it is a mountain, and the other half is a valley.

In recent years, many local time-honored brands have been revived, and they are also engaged in green products, and the advantage of fools has shrunk. Leoni led the strategic adjustment when she took office, changing product positioning from high-end to mid-to-high-end, such as ham. The most expensive ones are the time-honored ones produced by traditional crafts, followed by the stupid ones produced by modern crafts, and then the popular ones. Stupid relies on brand awareness, the entire industrial chain and mass production to maintain profits. According to Leoni's vision, the positioning of the idiot will sink in the future, and eventually it will be a mid-end product, mainly supplying safe and original ecological large-scale meat, egg and milk products to the society, and at the same time digging and cultivating its own "time-honored brand" to form A pattern of high-end and mid-range collocation.

Under the guidance of this guiding ideology, the production base in the suburbs of Beijing only has four types of livestock, such as pigs, cattle, sheep, and chickens. Rare ones such as dragons and sika deer are still in several bases in the northeast. Anyway, the purchase volume is not large, and they rely on online shopping and express delivery totally satisfying.

Although the scale is small and there are not many products, the children are still very happy to play, and they are all like mud monkeys after a day. On the car home, Wang Sheng and Wang Zhonghua presented treasures to Wang Ai, a few small fish in a can, Wang Hongzhuang took off the wreath on her head and forced it on Wang Ai, but she couldn't put it on because of his big head. King Rabbit didn't harvest much, so he picked up some long feathers from chicken wings. As for Wang Beihai, not crying much for a day is probably a gift.

The next day Wang Ai went to the summary meeting. Wang Ai sat next to Director Du of the track and field center. He also saw Director Wei Di and Lao Gao far away. These two didn't know if they saw him or not, they didn't say hello anyway, and they didn't know if they were embarrassed or blamed him for defecting.

The atmosphere of the meeting was very serious. Although the leader's speech mentioned the women's volleyball championship and Wang Ai's breakthrough in track and field, it was just a passing mention. At the end of the meeting, the host announced that the winners of the medals would stay, and the atmosphere relaxed slightly.

The prize money is issued by the General Administration, a medal and a card, get the card and sign, and then everyone hangs up a group photo of the medals. At this time, the leaders are no longer sullen. Everyone is talking and laughing, and the athletes are talking and laughing More, even if everyone is not familiar with each other, at least they are well known to each other.

When the photo was taken, Wang Ai was in the middle of the second row, Ma Long was on the left, and Chen Aisen was on the right, the proper athlete boss. Everyone knows whose medals have the highest gold content. What's more, Wang Ai participated in the Olympic Games in 2004, and he is the most experienced athlete among all the athletes on the scene.

After the meeting and taking pictures, everyone dispersed. Wang Ai took three cards and threw them at home to Xu Qinglian: "You deal with it."

"520,000?" Xu Qinglian flipped through the three cards back and forth: "And the provincial and municipal ones? How about a bonus card? The extra income is not good to put anywhere, and it's quite commemorative. "

Sitting opposite the small round table under the shade of a tree, Wang Ai picked up a teacup and said, "You can do whatever you want."

"That's okay, I'll transfer the money out of the card, get a bonus account, and keep the card for you." Xu Qinglian put away the three cards: "By the way, the password is six 8s?"

Wang Ai shrugged: "It's so vulgar."

Huang Xin, who was eating fruit at the side, said, "I heard that the city may offer a house."

"Hedong?" Seeing Huang Xin nodding, Xu Qinglian curled her lips: "Let's stay for a few years and we'll talk about it. It's the kindness of the city."

Wang Ai was about to speak when the phone rang. When he took it out, he saw that it belonged to Lao Gao. When he picked it up, Lao Gao simply said, "Come home tonight, and I'll treat you to dinner."

At night, in front of Lao Gao's house, Wang Ai asked Xu Qinglian to knock on the door with a pile of stupid food. Cheng Wei came out: "Bring so much again? Who is inviting whom to dinner?"

Wang Ai laughed: "If my brother-in-law resigns, if I don't give you some, why don't I spend money to buy it?"

Lao Gao came out of the kitchen wearing an apron: "Xiao Xu is here too, sit down quickly, there is some soup."

After finishing speaking, Lao Gao planned to go back to the kitchen. Halfway through the walk, he suddenly turned around and looked in front of Wang Ai: "Why do you have greasy hair and noodles?"

Wang Ai, who was about to follow her into the kitchen with her things and put them in the freezer, said with a smile: "I came out in a hurry, I didn't have time to remove my makeup, so I happened to wash it at your house."

"Going to shoot commercials in the afternoon? You are really busy." Lao Gao turned and walked to the kitchen.

"You're not idle either, you said what's the matter with you in today's meeting?" Wang Ai bickered with Lao Gao habitually.

"Women's football quarterfinals, our supervisory unit is not allowed to send someone?" The old man said without looking back.

"The supervisory unit? Shouldn't that be a matter of the Foot Management Center?" Wang Ai opened the freezer and put things in it.

"I am the representative of the Foot Management Center." The old Gao said with a straight face: "Re-acquaint yourself, I am the senior deputy director of the Foot Management Center."

"Young?" Wang Ai looked at Lao Gao in surprise: "When did it happen?"

"Recently appointed."

"What about the Football Association?"

"Vice Chairman."

Wang Ai closed the freezer: "I mean, the leader plans to let you go to the football management center in the future? Who will the Football Association hand over to?"

"How do I know what the leader means?" Lao Gao turned around to look at the pot.

Wang Ai went around to Lao Gao's side and said suspiciously: "The Football Management Center is responsible for policy formulation and supervision, but it does not have the actual management power of the national team and the league. If you go there, it is nowhere near the itch. The Football Association will come up with someone who will not deal with you. , you’re out of luck.”

Lao Gao didn't say a word as if he didn't hear it, when Cheng Wei walked in: "Junior Brother, I still have makeup remover here."

After waiting in the washroom, Cheng Wei whispered to Wang Ai, "After all, your brother-in-law has low qualifications, so the leader asked him to be a deputy director first and join the team."

Suddenly, Wang Ai unscrewed the makeup remover and said: "That is to say, after Director Wei retires, he will be the chairman of the Football Association and the deputy director of the Football Management Center on one side? This is good, so that someone over there will not trouble him."

Cheng Wei smiled and said nothing, Wang Ai was also in a good mood, and while washing his face, he said: "The leader is thoughtful, the management and office are separated, and it is not enough to just stare at the Football Association. As a superior unit, the Football Management Center also has to stare. Otherwise, if you do things here and he pulls his sleeves on the other side, all his energy will be spent on internal fighting."

After Wang Ai washed his face and Lao Gao's soup was ready, the guards were having dinner in the outhouse, and the two families sat down in the dining room together. Wang Ai touched left and right: "Where is my eldest nephew?"

"I went to his grandma's house to play." Cheng Wei looked at Xu Qinglian: "Xiao Xu, can I have a drink?"

Xu Qinglian said with a smile: "I want to drink fruit wine."

"The hawthorn wine you brought?" Seeing Xu Qinglian nodding, Cheng Wei stood up with emotion and said, "I haven't had it for many years. Actually, I don't like beer or red wine. It's not good, but others say it's delicious. I have no choice but to pretend to be delicious."

Wang Ai looked at Lao Gao happily: "We also drink fruit bars?"

Lao Gao frowned, and put down Moutai helplessly for a while: "Okay."