Reborn on Top of Football

The three of them went around asking questions, and for a while the restaurant was filled with laughter.

Although this is all based on mutual understanding, in such a short period of time, we only studied a general idea, and more of it was done on the spot. As the most successful superstars in the world, the three of them have rich experience in front of the camera and have good emotional intelligence and eloquence.

Under the premise of leaving room for self-expression, under the premise that everyone has something to gain after the game is tied, and in the situation where each other recognizes the other's strength and puts down their airs, this casual question-and-answer session turned out to be brilliant: extremely fast-paced and full of witty remarks. .

Around a round table, the three super giants each occupied a corner, throwing topics back and forth and bouncing back and forth like a Landlord. Wang Ai leaned back in his chair with a bright smile. Messi put his arms on the table and kept shaking his head from side to side. Cristiano Ronaldo sat upright and rolled his eyes from time to time. The photographer next to him even ignored the possible interference and pinched "take pictures" The keys barely release.

Everyone knows how precious the scene in front of them is. Everyone knows that it is the first time in the world, and it may also be the last time, especially in such a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere with such interesting content.

I have witnessed too much football history with the three of them, but this scene still made everyone, including the three of them, feel "honored".

Half an hour later, the food in the stomachs of the three of them was almost exhausted. Wang Ai accepted it as soon as he saw that it was good. After asking for their opinions and getting support without surprise, he decided to start dinner!

After the warm-up just now, this originally working meal went very happily, and the three super giants who relaxed their nerves had a great appetite.

"I'll go home tomorrow, it'll be okay." Messi said to Antonella who advised him not to stare at the Argentinian barbecue.

"Yeah, I'll go home tomorrow, Cristiano, what are your plans?" Wang Ai looked at Ronaldo.

"I'll probably go to my hometown island to rest for a few days and then go on vacation. What about you?"

"I'm not as relaxed as you guys. I have a lot of things to do." Wang Ai made a gesture: "China is too far away from here. There are many people waiting for me to go back to work."

Messi raised his head: "It seems that you are always busy?"

Wang Ai asked curiously: "How do you know?"

Xu Qinglian also looked at the Argentinian curiously, and the answer was surprising: "Because I rarely see you in gossip magazines."

Cristiano Ronaldo interjected: "Yes, I am a regular customer."

After several people laughed, Wang Ai said: "Maybe it's because privacy protection in Chinese society is better? I can avoid reporters when I go on vacation."

"As well as your official status, generally speaking, the top management of each country's football association has a certain cooperative relationship with football reporters, and reporters have some scruples about you."

"Official status? Oh, the dean of the college, right?" Messi asked curiously: "What does that do?"

"Those who do research, study football techniques and tactics, and also study some people, like you? And you?"

Messi was surprised: "Study on us?"

"Yes, you are a model of contemporary football in all aspects, both technically and commercially. Believe me, football academic institutions in various countries will prioritize you for research. How about, let me, the dean, study it now?"

"Isn't it a slice?" Messi dodged back.

"Don't you think he is complete?" Wang Ai pointed at Ronaldo.

Messi looked up and down at Ronaldo: "Fortunately, it's not spliced."

Because the chat was so enjoyable, everyone was full without realizing it, so the so-called private dinner had to be canceled and changed to a private tea chat. Before that, the photographers from the three parties were busy again. It was not until Wang Ai led the two of them to the small study room on the third floor and closed the door that the three of them completely relaxed.

The faint fragrance of tea floated away, and the three people looked at each other, with smiles on their faces.

After a long time, the door of the study room opened, and the three of them walked out relaxedly while chatting and laughing. Wang Ai went to the warehouse to get two balls, and specially picked a Champions League commemorative ball for Messi. Then the three of them went to the backyard together, They each simply trained for five minutes under the lights and on the lawn.

Even though it only lasted five minutes, the three of them became focused after getting the ball. It is difficult for outsiders to imagine that these three people would train on the same lawn. Even just one shot is enough to shock the world.

At half past eight, Wang Ai and his wife, Ronaldo and Georgina watched Messi and Antonella board the Iveco under the spherical lights. When the car was far away, Ronaldo looked at Wang Ai: "When are you leaving?"

"Let's go now, the flight is still in an hour, how about you?"

"I want it tomorrow morning, I'm close, haha."

"Ha ha!"

The two sides hugged each other and parted. No matter what the road ahead was, no matter whether they could still get together, the past three hours had been a huge harvest for the three of them.

"What were you talking about in the study?" The little beauty came up to ask as soon as the courtyard door closed, "Did you talk about the fund?"

"without."

"Why don't we talk about it? The three of us agents have spent a lot of effort coordinating!"

"Haha." Wang Ai stretched out his hand and put his arm around the little beauty's shoulders: "We have no fundamental conflict outside the court!"

"Why not? Wouldn't it be crowded with three people on one stage?"

"Squeeze!" Wang Ai nodded: "But the problem is, no one can squeeze out the others, so we can only coexist. We got along very well tonight, and the last obstacle has disappeared, so why don't we talk directly? Just Like me, that's what they will tell their agents. As for the specific terms and when they will be announced, that's your business."

The little beauty who was led out of her thoughts twisted her waist, but she also forgot about the heavy "pig elbow" on her shoulders: "Then it would be best these days, when major sponsors are making plans for the year and making budgets for next year, just in time. To boost our momentum. If it’s too late, do it next summer, which is the time to renew the contract. If it’s too late, just pick a disaster or some public event to push things along, what do you think?”

"What do you think?" Wang Ai smiled.

"Asking you!" The little beauty rolled her eyes.

"Asking you." Wang Ai continued to smile.

"I..." The little beauty looked around, grabbed Wang Ai by the collar and dragged her to the third floor: "I can beat you to death, what are your ideas?"

"I've already told you to ask you." Leonie couldn't stand it any longer, and reached out to touch the back of the little beauty's head: "Are you busy? I'm asking you to make up your mind, tsk tsk, there are millions of things. Let my concubine have the final say, it’s really unruly.”

The little beauty squinted and suddenly pinched Leonie's protruding part: "You are a concubine too!"

"No!" Leonie said proudly: "I am an outsider!"

"Then what am I?" Kang Si came up excitedly.

The little beauty rolled her eyes angrily: "Isn't the lady unbearable for asking you to go up against her? Who do you think you are?"

"Oh." Kang Si nodded: "I am Tongfang."