Vol 4 Chapter 591: Sujiatun Conference (7)

Feast one night, and the happiness is gone.
There is still a little tail left in the various affairs of the 14th Asian Cup of men's football, which is to participate in various business activities. It's just that compared to the first win two years ago, it is still a home win, this time it is destined to be no "big harvest". Moreover, with the influence of the World Cup, the taste of Chinese fans has improved a lot anyway.
After all, the plate is that big, there are more World Cups, less Asian Cups, and even fewer domestic leagues. Fortunately, the women's football is very calm. This year's Women's World Cup is held in China and will take over the topic of word of mouth in the next few months. The women's football team is currently in Beijing, and Wang Aiben has the intention to "visit the squad", but unfortunately time does not allow it, so he can only give up.
Life is like this. When you gain a lot, you will lose a lot. Many of the friends I met in the Olympic Sports Center when I was young have lost contact.
At 7:30 am on August 1st, Wang Ai set off from his home in Dongcheng District. The traffic jams at this time were desperate. The single and even numbers had to be launched before the Olympics next year. Now many Beijing residents can only Watching pedestrians drifting away from the back in the traffic, there is no way other than knocking on the steering wheel and scolding his mother.
You can’t stop the rich people from pursuing "American life on wheels." Who made such publicity before?
So that morning, Wang Ai got on a bicycle and planned to ride south with Li Lin, Zhao Dan, and Kang Si. It was not far anyway. Dongcheng District and Chongwen District are next to each other and will be there in a while.
Just going out like this, the risk is not small, it's not a big deal to be onlookers, the most feared thing is to cause traffic congestion... already enough!
Big hats, big T-shirts, big sunglasses, big pants, and big are not only cool but also concealed. When Wang Ai wore this cart and went out, he screamed with Xu Qinglian, "Look, I’m calling big hidden in the city. , It looks like this, who can guess it is me?"
"Then you see the leader in this person?"
Wang Ai picked a finger on Xu Qinglian's chin. After the big beauty drew away, he regretfully rubbed his hands and took a picture of the small suitcase in the back seat of the bicycle: "Here is the clothes!"
It feels really good to walk this way. It's really uncommon to see a big summer in Beijing. Occasionally, oncoming pedestrians and vehicles looked at Wang Ai's face in a trance. Fortunately, although Wang Ai was very daring, Kang Si was not stupid, and she also disguised herself before leaving. Otherwise, her small face can be worn at once.
Arriving at No. 3 Longtanhu Road, Wang Ai paused to look at the broken building. The black and sturdy walls, gray windows, and all kinds of pipelines were exposed, and the roof was scoured under the drain. Traces, the black hole at the entrance of the building could not see anything, a gust of wind blew up and rolled up a broken plastic bag and fluttered with the wind. In other words, the top brand of the Chinese Football Association, who would have thought that the office area is only 700 square meters? Not as big as Wang Ai's family!
The move has been buzzing with the Football Association for many years. In 2003, FIFA gave 400,000 US dollars to support the improvement of the office environment, but it has not been possible for these years. One is that Yan Shiduo, the head of the family, sits in the position and does not leave. Generally speaking, the logic of the officialdom is that new officials are given benefits only when they take office. The longer they work, the less likely they are to inspire others. What makes the Football Association cadres even more desperate is that the head of the family always recalls the hard work of the older generations, playing and thinking about sweetness...
Secondly, whenever the Football Association is determined to move, Beijing's housing prices are on the rocket! Originally, the Football Association had a big heart, and even planned to build one by itself. The original US$400,000 was not too small, but then the purchasing power of this money plummeted, and the Football Association could only stare. I only rely on myself, and only have more than 20 million office expenses a year. If you really want to build a building, you have to build it in Miyun.
The eighth in the World Cup last year, the Football Association can be considered a bite of meat, but then the General Administration of Sports took away 90% to support the friendly army. Although there are still points left, Yan Shiduo immediately led the Football Association officials to bet this point on the Olympics.
Anyway, if you win next year, the General Administration of Sports has said that for all kinds of advertising expenses, it will take less money this time...it will definitely leave you with money to build a house. But if he loses...well, Yan Shiduo must have stepped down anyway, and he won't be able to control it.
Wang Ai stopped the car and looked for the car shed. He obviously felt resentment on the broken building behind him and the cadres of the Football Association who came and went!
Carrying a small suitcase to greet the cadres, he randomly found an office, and Wang Ai changed into a formal outfit. See the leader, the big pants are not good enough, and the big kicks are not suitable. Don't look at the bad and serious department-level units of the Football Association! So it is necessary to change clothes, but more importantly, there is air-conditioning in the leader's house, and the big pants are frozen.
Li Lin, Zhao Dan, and Kang Si sat outside in the secretary's office. Wang Ai knocked on Yan Shiduo's office door. The white shirt and black pants. Vice Chairman Yan sitting behind the desk was still the strong man. Middle-aged, it's just that the morning sun reflects a light through the old wooden windows, it seems that Yan Shiduo's hair has a white root.
Wang Ai, who was wearing a youth uniform, saluteed, with a standard posture and high morale: "The leader has worked hard!"
Yan Shiduo immediately smiled and pointed his finger at Wang Ai: "You kid!"
He stood up and walked in front of Wang Ai, and then took a step back and looked at Wang Ai's height: "It's so fast, you are so tall. Just give me this salute to you, and I will give you some good things! "
After that, turning around and taking out three red-skinned notebooks from the desk drawer, Wang Ai saw at a glance that the bottom one was a passbook, and the two above did not know.
"Comrade Wang Ai, in view of your excellent performance at the World Football Championships last year, after your application and organizational review, you are now awarded the honorary title of International Sportsman!" Yan Shiduo carefully opened a small book and read it out. It was given to Wang Ai, and a round medal was handed over to Wang Ai.
Before Wang Ai took it with both hands, Yan Shiduo said again: "Comrade Wang Ai, in order to commend you... for your outstanding contribution to the development of my country's sports industry, we have decided to issue special government allowances and award certificates of honor."
Wang Ai took the certificate and a passbook with both hands again, and looked down. The words on the certificate were the same as what Yan Shiduo read, but the word was "you", not "you". Wang Ai looked up at Yan Shiduo, and Yan Shiduo raised his head: " What do you want me to say about you?"
"Hey, just'you'."
Wang Ai took the two notebooks and read them over and over again. Yan Shiduo waved his hand: "Sit down and read it slowly."