Reborn on Top of Football

In the dead of night, Wang Ai's family finally picked up the topic they had left unfinished at dinner: plans for the new year.

The family's plans must be discussed with Wang Ai, and Wang Ai's plans must be discussed with the family. Any ideas the women have for the business they are in charge of must be discussed.

The atmosphere was relaxed and the discussions were serious. Ever since Wang Ai found Xu Qinglian, nothing could destroy the unity of the family.

"It's better to say it face to face."

In the dead of night, when he returned to his family's house, Wang Ai stretched out and said, "Which of you will sleep with me?"

"I miss you!" The beauties rolled their eyes together and went upstairs.

Kangsi raised her hand: "I'm not recovered yet."

Wang Aichong rubbed his hands with Huang Xin; "Come and give me a hug, daddy."

"Do you know that the child can remember things?" Huang Xin glared at Wang Ai seriously and turned around: "Lion, follow me upstairs. It's time for the child to sleep."

Leonie chuckled and followed her away. Wang Ai rubbed his face and was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered that the child this month could not sleep independently, and he would have to share a room with the child tonight.

In the dim light, Wang Ai looked down at Huang Xin: "Come, daddy hugs her."

"You're not done... uh..."

After Huang Xin fell asleep, Leonie's eyes flashed green in the night: "Dad"

"Well…"

It was late in the night, and Huang Xin was awakened by a cry. She got out of bed as soon as she turned over, and walked to the cradle in two steps. It turned out that Wang Ben was hungry and calling the owner, and by the way, he woke up his brother. Huang Xin skillfully opened the microwave and refrigerator, took out the milk bottle, heated it, and came back two minutes later to start feeding.

Only then did she realize that the other two guys were still working out...

Huang Xin looked at the clock on the wall in surprise: "You are really beasts. It has been several hours. Also, were you woken up by me?"

The two of them had a temporary truce. Wang Ai wiped his sweat and replenished his fluids. Leonie took a deep breath: "It depends on his mood to breathe. How can he scream? This is the child's biological clock. Don't rely on me."

Huang Xin continued to take care of the two children, and Leonie pulled Wang Ai: "Wait a minute, give me a break."

After saying that, she went down to the crib and said, "Give it to me. If you wake up at this time, you won't be able to sleep for a long time. It's just the right time for him to hypnotize you."

Facing the approaching Wang Ai, Huang Xin struggled: "Don't stay here, the children are already awake."

Leonie was very lively the next morning, but Huang Xin didn't even eat breakfast. After Xu Qinglian delivered the meal and went upstairs to investigate, it was determined that Teacher Huang not only had her legs broken but was also banned.

The children went to school and kindergarten. Xu Qinglian decided to temporarily take over the work of Huang Xin and Leonie today and let them go out to play. The little beauty also decided to participate and decided to send Kang Si to accompany Wang Ai to the college office. .

Wang Ai's car arrived at the entrance of the college. After the security guard saluted, he pressed the button and the door slowly opened.

Wang Ai did not let the car in immediately. Instead, he opened the door and got out of the car and came to the security room. His tall figure and warm smile overwhelmed the new security guard. A few days ago, he even gave a speech to the dean on TV. Come cheer.

"Wang, Captain Wang, Dean..."

"Call my name."

"Uh...hehe..."

After sitting in the security room for a few minutes, Wang Ai was convinced that there were no major problems with the working order of the college through observation, and then got up and went out. He asked Chen Zhengwu to drive slowly. Wang Ai slowly observed the daily life of the college until he reached the office building.

There was no one downstairs, and Wang Ai was very satisfied. This proved that the security guard at the door did not tip off the news.

After going up to the second floor, they met the person in charge of the approval team. Only then did the students know that the monitor was back.

Reporting work face to face, even though he omitted everything he usually knew, it still took more than an hour. Then, accompanied by his classmates, Wang Ai formally visited various departments and units of the college, and met with grassroots cadres and national leaders training in the college. Team echelon coaching staff.

Many people were not only acquaintances but also seniors, but whether they were dragons or tigers, they had no objections to being received by Wang Ai. In this three-acre area of ​​​​the college, Wang Ai is the sky! Because the Football Association transferred many key powers, Wang Ai's authority far exceeded the limit of the head of an academic institution.

During lunch, Lao Liu said with a smile: "I lost a lot of reference books. Some fans collected them after seeing them. Maybe you can consider suggesting that the publishing house print more copies."

Wang Ai shook his head: "Just wait, I'm not in a hurry anyway."

Old Liu looked at Wang Ai: "You have been slandered by rumors over the years. Why are you so careful this time?"

“It’s not that, it’s that I lack confidence in the social acceptability of this kind of academic book.”

Old Liu nodded and stopped persuading, but Kang Si, who was following Wang Ai, took note of the matter and planned to follow up personally, or urge the publishing house to conduct a survey, or send out a questionnaire anonymously in person. Wang Ai can't take care of things now. This is the meaning of her existence as the assistant leader.

"By the way, I heard from the scientific research team this morning that a lot of our articles were rejected?" Wang Ai drank carrot soup, his eyes shining.

"Some say it's because of space constraints, and some require page fees. With so many results published this year, two-thirds of them still don't have room to post them." Lao Liu subconsciously looked at the direction of the scientific research team in the cafeteria: "Garbage The journal is not happy and says that the current results deserve better treatment, so I have no choice but to see what I can do."

"How did you do it in the past?"

"This didn't happen in the past. You led everyone to do it in the first year. At that time, those who knew about research didn't know about football, and those who knew about football didn't know about research. You taught them bit by bit, so of course there wasn't much. Achievements. This is your second year as dean, and everyone knows it. Won’t there be more results?”

"That's right." Wang Ai stopped talking, eating and thinking silently.

After a while, Wang Ai put down his chopsticks: "Our college doesn't have its own journal yet, does it? As an academic research institution, when there are no external trusted, authoritative, and sufficient journal resources, we can create one ourselves. According to the number of our results , according to the length of the paper, you can set the layout, number of pages, publication time, and circulation. It can be semi-monthly, monthly, bimonthly, or quarterly. We have set it up, and I will ask for it from above. It shouldn’t be difficult.”

"But in this way, we will lose readers of external publications. Our results will not be effective if no one sees them."

"Hmm." Wang Ai thought for a while: "Can our college's funds support it? Assuming 300 books?"

After thinking about it, Lao Liu briefly communicated with the people at the same table: "Okay."

"That's it. In the first year, it will be distributed free of charge to the provincial football associations, including the Chinese Super League and Chinese Championship clubs. The Football Association, the first-level departments of the Football Management Center, the leaders of the Sports Bureau, and some of our retired old leaders, and then Counting what we keep and use ourselves, that’s about it, right?”