Reborn on Top of Football

Doing the same work, having the same responsibilities, but getting different pay is the best way to arouse dissatisfaction.

It ranges from quitting the job to quitting the job, to rebelling at the worst.

Wang Ai, who is committed to the stability of the team, has been creating and consolidating the values ​​of equality at home. Women also pay attention to it, but it is inevitable that they will not have enough brain power when they are sick, including the little beauty who called Wang Ai "Little Wang'er" last night. This has been 10 years. The former title.

Ever since she became Wang Ai's woman, she no longer dared to call him "little" in revenge.

The little beauty's physical condition is really good. She returned to normal in less than 24 hours. Except for the discomfort in her throat, she will be fine if she talks less and drinks more water.

As for Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian, they don't have any feelings anyway. After the little beauty came back, the family reviewed and concluded that the day before the game, the little beauty took a bath at night and felt hot. She came out wearing thin clothes and chatted with her family while dissipating heat. It was at this time that her body did not feel cold, but the cold was caused by the large temperature difference between hot and cold.

If it were the flu, even if the family was full of fitness fanatics, she would not be the only one to catch it. What's more, there is no positive correlation between fitness and influenza. We can only say that we have strong resistance and tolerance, but we still can't withstand it.

The little beauty accepted the big beauty's explanation and only retained one opinion: Wasn't that the mistake you almost made?

Then he was taken care of by the crazy beauty.

In the morning, Wang Ai was in a meeting as usual. Due to yesterday's influence, Wang Ai was still wearing pajamas during breakfast, and then forgot to change... Working from home for a long time always brings a sense of life to the work unknowingly.

"Huh? Your Excellency, the dean, has been on a roll today? It's been hard work," Lao Liu said sincerely in the video.

"Hahaha." Wang Ai laughed to cover up his embarrassment. That's what he wore anyway!

Brother, it's out of character to dress like this, but it's against discipline for you to dress like this! hey-hey!

Fortunately, Wang Ai covered his strong chest with pajamas, fearing that the middle-aged and elderly people opposite him would suffer from pink eye.

"The agenda of today's meeting is as follows..." Old Liu Shu returned to the main topic.

Wang Ai listened and nodded occasionally. It's not like at the beginning when everyone didn't understand any business, only office procedures. Wang Ai doesn't understand office procedures, but he is good at business. As a result, he often studies office procedures for a while. Now everything goes smoothly. Lao Liu, who is in charge of the daily work of the college, will put difficult issues in front of him and focus on them. The more important work such as reviewing papers and giving opinions is left behind. Anyway, this is basically the time for Wang Ai and the scholars to do their job. Administrative cadres like them just need to keep smiling.

In an hour, everything was done smoothly. It is good to have a leader like Wang Ai who understands business, is not pushy, and is energetic. As long as you don't go against him, he doesn't care whether you fish or lie flat. Isn't he just wearing pajamas?

The classmates happily went home from get off work and hugged their wives. Wang Ai's day's work had just begun. After turning off the video and opening his mind, Wang Ai logged into WeChat and retrieved the request reports from his subordinates to review them one by one. Then he opened his mailbox and returned the reports from the college, the Football Association, various departments, and the Football Management Center. Sometimes the General Administration of Sports downloads it. Read through what you need to know, give comments on what you need to reply to, and then categorize them.

Every time at this time, Wang Ai complained that the Football Association's office was not big and had too many things to do. Unfortunately, it was a paperless office.

It only took a little more than half an hour to get all this done. Wang Ai, the dean and vice chairman of the Football Association, is becoming more and more proficient in his role.

"No? I found something like a speech for you." Xu Qinglian, who had been in the study for a while, used her notebook to send a bunch of files to Wang Ai's computer.

Wang Ai reached out and hugged his wife. His fingers felt greasy for a while before he returned to work. This time he was much more serious.

Lao Gao asked him to be the gunner. Whether it was out of a sense of responsibility or friendship, Wang Ai was obliged to do so. Moreover, many of his family members had said that only he could handle this matter now. If Lao Gao wanted to come directly, the backlash would be extremely serious. It's hard to resist the high, and even if you resist, there will be no future.

But firing shots also requires a strategy. In the past few years, Lao Gao has repeatedly sounded the alarm by tightening discipline, improving systems, and decentralizing power, but after all, he has not really taken action yet. The Discipline Inspection Commission of the Football Association also took it back a few days ago, but it is still not of any use. Lao Gao actually obtained some solid evidence by asking for the secret support Yan Shiduo received.

Therefore, Wang Ai's artillery is not a declaration of war, but a heavy blow. The purpose is to destroy the luck of some hesitant people and force them to voluntarily surrender or flee with guilt. Not to mention that Lao Gao has arranged for people not to escape, that is, once If this weak link is broken through, it will be the best entry point for the overall anti-corruption situation in football.

On the one hand, the opponent will be confused. After all, the football world is not big and the Football Association is even smaller. They are all related to each other. A breakthrough will basically mean a complete defeat. On the other hand, to induce internal strife in the opponent's camp, the pressure on Lao Gao, who is at the helm, is much lighter: it is not that our army is working too hard, but that your army is too incompetent.

Xu Qinglian collected similar articles, with harsh tone and loose general reference, which not only frightened people but also prevented the opponent's camp from rioting. Wang Ai doesn't need to be too specific. His identity, status and influence are here. He is the person closest to Tiangong in the entire football world, closer than Lao Gao, Wei Di and even Yan Shiduo.

Who knows whether he reported to the superiors or not?

In short, Xiao Xiami, who has ulterior motives, is the most easily frightened.

"Talk about principles, talk about positions, talk about feelings, talk about gains and losses, talk about career, tsk." Wang Ai finally finished reading and looked up at the ceiling: "The work in the college is good, and the scientific research is good. If you have anything to say, don't bother to think about it. What do the people think, and the people who listen don’t have to think blindly, I will listen to what you say. It saves trouble and is highly efficient!”

Xu Qinglian ignored Wang Ai's nonsense and patted the paw that was harassing her waist: "Hurry up, the day is coming, don't delay the manuscript."

"My family members are sick, and I have a lot of things to do myself."

"Shit, you're just lazy! When you work hard, you can write ten thousand words a day. Don't you believe that you can write a few thousand words at your fingertips?"

"Okay, okay." Wang Ai surrendered and started working at his desk again.

This work lasted until the afternoon. The half hour after dinner was originally used for rest and had to be used for working.

"Review." Wang Ai printed out the manuscript and gave each of Xu Qinglian and Kang Si a copy.

The little beauty stared: "Where's mine?"

Wang Ai waved his hands in disgust: "Forget it, you have a bad mind... uh, you have a bad brain... uh, uh!"

The little beauty kicked him bitterly and walked away with her buttocks twisted.

Wang Ai stared at it for several times until Xu Qinglian grabbed its ears and pulled it back.

Late at night, Lao Gao received Wang Ai's speech. After reading it roughly, he took a deep breath and slept in his clothes.