Reborn on Top of Football

Xu Qinglian was silent for a moment: "Also, as a member of the industry, Lao Gao will be under extreme pressure, and there may be a fire in the backyard."

"Yes!" Wang Ai sighed: "With our internal strength, it is almost impossible to do this. At least when Lao Gao was at the helm, he couldn't do it. He is not as awesome as me."

"So we can only take our time and peel off the cocoons one by one. At the same time, we must mechanically block the chain of corruption, allow money to flow cleanly, choke the source of corruption, first ensure that the disease does not expand, and then cut off the rotten flesh bit by bit. ." Xu Qinglian commented: "This is indeed the least harmful way to Chinese football. It is a conservative treatment."

"By the way, has anyone surrendered?"

"Yes, but the number is very small and the level is very low. It is different from what we assessed. Maybe they are not giving up yet and want to wait and see." Wang Ai smiled bitterly: "Actually, why don't they understand? In the football circle, except for A few people, such as me, have never had money problems, and even Lao Gao dare not say that they are absolutely clean. For example, does accepting food, drinks, banquets, and visiting high-end places count as corruption? Does accepting a dinner invitation from players’ parents count? Accepting parents Does working for people count? It didn’t count in the past, but it doesn’t count now. So he doesn’t want to kill everyone and wants to give everyone a chance, but he has to take action. But these people just don’t move. Not only do they not move , If we don’t let them get angry, don’t they understand that we are saving them?”

"Can you tell them?"

Wang Ai squinted at his wife: "Tell? Do you still need the organizational principle? If you tell, you will follow the procedures! Besides, telling the taboo in private is a handle. Then in the end, not even us will be dragged in? It's crazy to be at the end of the road. , How dare we do that kind of thing?"

"Then let's get through it." Xu Qinglian concluded concisely and received a silent nod from Wang Ai.

The car quietly drove into Wang's manor, but Wang Ai was surprised to find that his family members were all asleep. Huang Xin smiled broadly with her big belly: "I have difficulty moving, and you have difficulty moving too. Now I feel much more comfortable."

Wang Ai laughed loudly, walked over, knelt down and rubbed Huang Xin's belly with her cheek, stood up and kissed her: "Thank you for your hard work, mother."

Huang Xin rolled her eyes at Wang Ai, who smiled and took Leonie's hand next to her: "How do you feel about being a DINK?"

"What else can I do? I was deceived by bad guys, stabbed, injected, and fell ill." Leonie squeezed Wang Ai's hand hard, not looking like a pregnant woman at all.

Ai Xiaoqing, who had just stepped out of the house, heard that the foreign wife was talking nonsense again and wanted to come up and slap her, but she could only pretend not to hear.

"Mom." Wang Ai walked to the door and took out a piece of paper: "This is my diagnosis record. The hospital issued it this morning."

Ai Xiaoqing glanced at her son, but took it over and simply said: "It's pretty much what I know. Come in, you can be considered injured for the country, and you don't lose or owe anyone!"

"Hey." Wang Ai held my mother's hand and entered the house with a click.

In the living room, Wang Bin put down the newspaper when he heard the sound, raised his eyes and glanced at his son: "He was bravely wounded, very good."

After finishing speaking, Wang Bin stood up and took the initiative to come over and help Wang Ai sit on the sofa. The whole family expressed surprise. Leonie asked more directly: "Dad, why don't you help me? I will give birth to a grandson for you."

Wang Bin has long been desensitized to this troubled daughter-in-law: "How can official and private matters be confused? He has to repair the house at home. Not to mention the strain, even if it breaks, I won't help him."

Leonie pouted: "Then I will donate this child to the country!"

Before she finished speaking, Ai Xiaoqing slapped her on the head, and the lioness became honest.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Wang Bin coughed: "The leader asked me to express condolences to you."

Wang Ai suddenly raised his head, and everyone looked at each other. Wang Bin was silent for a moment: "Your performance is in line with and exceeds expectations, and the same is true for your personal performance. The people of the country understand and support you. Participating in the World Cup is victory, qualifying in the group is victory, and the leaders appreciate your prudence. , I hope you will continue your efforts and show the indomitable style of Chinese athletes."

When Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Bin added: "The leader finally said that he will pay attention to your game next season. I hope that as the most famous and most skilled football star in China, you can contribute more to the people of the country and the world." The people gave a great game.”

Wang Ai lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head and said, "Is this because the leader does not approve of my recent retirement?"

Wang Bin looked at his son and finally smiled: "The leader is also a fan."

The atmosphere at home finally relaxed, but Wang Bin didn't want to say any more and stood up directly: "Go to bed early and care about Xiao Huang, Xiao Lei and your team members. You cannot be where you are today without everyone's support. The things you throw away are things you can’t let go of. They were picked up by everyone and held for you. Don’t have any thoughts of personal heroism.”

After finishing speaking, Wang Bin took the lead to go upstairs, while Ai Xiaoqing stayed behind and waved to everyone.

"I will sleep with you tonight!" Wang Ai and everyone ran towards the small building of his small home: "Let me fulfill the responsibility of a good husband."

"Just your legs?" Huang Xin pulled Leonie away and said, "Who is taking care of whom?"

"Hey, don't run away." Wang Ai clicked with special effects.

"You can't even catch up with two pregnant women, you're a waste." The little beauty muttered to the side.

Wang Ai stopped and turned around: "I hurt my leg, not..."

The five women, all of whom had serious faces except for Leonie, who was full of joy, blocked Wang Ai's words.

"Be honest, didn't you say that sexual **** is not good for recovery?"

In the bathroom, Kang Si helped Wang Ai get her clothes while still persuading her.

"I find that you are becoming more and more like a Chinese daughter-in-law. You even learned how to talk nonsense." Wang Aigang said: "Oh! You even learned how to scratch people!"

After resting at home for a night, a day, and a night, and playing with a few children for most of the day, Wang Ai left home for Shenyang. The Asian Games was not long away, and he had to recover as soon as possible. Even though his opponents at the Asian Games were mainly Chinese athletes and there was not much pressure to win the gold medal, he knew that the outside world's expectation for him was not to win the Asian Games gold medal, but to win the gold medal. Record…

No matter what the record is, it will be boring if everyone can't see it. This is what Wang Ai is used to.

Since Bolt retired, Wang Ai has no opponent. Now, except for having some thoughts about the long jump record, he no longer has any impulse.

It was an accident to participate in the National Games, and it was even more unexpected to develop the 100-meter and long jump. Wang Ai's interest is still in football. But there is no other way now. The worldview of this country is like this. Either you have never shown your ability, and if you show it, you have to work until you can't do it anymore.