Vol 7 Chapter 84: The Birth of a Ball King (4)

Kuala Lumpur, AFC headquarters.
Zhang Jilong looked at his watch: "Xiangfu, let's go now? We're late for the game."
Shen Xiangfu nodded with a smile: "Then let's go, Chairman."
As two big figures in Chinese football, of course they have also heard about domestic affairs. But even if there is no domestic discussion, an Asian player who breaks the three-time rule of the Golden Globes is worthy of a trip by the AFC chairman and special executive committee, even though Wang Ai did not arrive at this year's AFC awards ceremony.
But people understand that at such a critical moment, the less public appearances, the safer.
People of all shapes and sizes from far and near converged towards the villa in the eastern suburbs of Manchester. The significance of this breakthrough was so extraordinary that many unexpected phone calls came to Li Jun, such as the one who was preparing to attend the Grammy Awards ceremony. Lang Lang congratulated Wang Ai in advance, claiming that FIFA did not invite him, otherwise he would be very willing to be there to witness. Another example is Huang Qishan, who has accepted the invitation of the sports channel to sing the theme song for Wang Ai's special documentary, and also expressed her respect through Zhang Bin's mouth.
Liao Shao and his party were the first to arrive in Manchester. This year's 11 best team members of the Liaoning Youth League got the opportunity to participate in the "Wang Ai Training Camp". Aoni suddenly got out of the car and picked up three people from the airport: Liu Shangjie and two teenagers from the Genbao training base.
Last year, Xu Genbao expressed his dissatisfaction that Wang Ai did not bring his students. Wang Ai joked that he would wait for next year. After he finished speaking, Wang Ai forgot all about it. How could he remember so many things in a day? But Xu Genbao didn't forget. After learning about Liao Shao's plan through Mai Chao some time ago, he didn't tell anyone that Liu Shangjie, who had a deep friendship with Wang Ai, brought two children with him, full of sincerity and flattery on his face. Here we come!
Knowing that Wang Ai would not refuse, Leoni smiled and took the "triathlon" to the rented minibus. Although he has been away from Beyond Sports for more than three years, but the Queen's former prestige is still there, Zhao Junzhe has been waiting for the car to arrive in front of Wang Ai's house, and he felt a little relaxed when he saw the smiling Wang Ai himself.
And then, the little players scrambled to sign autographs and take photos again.
Today is not what it used to be, this is the king of football, the "emperor" of the national football world in the future!
After a lunch at Wang Ai's house, Zhang Yin was tired and stayed at Wang Ai's house to rest. Zhao Junzhe and Liu Shangjie led the team. Thirteen teenagers from the two teams accompanied Wang Ai to the City Football Academy to temporarily join the Manchester City youth team. For half a month, the children will train and live here. This is because, although Wang Ai's current home is large, it has only one main building, unlike two houses in Munich. It is also because Manchester City's facilities are quite luxurious and sound, and it is appropriate to go to Manchester City from the perspective of a child who has never established a correct training concept from an early age.
As the only super giant of Manchester City and the only winner of the Ballon d'Or in Manchester City's history, Mansour happily agreed to this little thing. If it wasn't for Wang Ai's insistence, the cost of accommodation and training would not have been charged.
The luxury of Manchester City naturally opened their eyes to Zhao Junzhe and the others. Zhang Yin, who had rested in the evening, was also amazed. Sure enough, if you have money, you can do whatever you want. Liaozu's training facilities are already first-class in China, ranking first in the entire North. But compared with Manchester City, it is much more shabby.
Also arriving in Manchester that night was Bai Guanghai, who was similar to Liu Shangjie, who came secretly without telling anyone. When he came out of the airport with his head covered and turned around, he remembered to call Wang Ai, told Wang Ai to have a good meal, and almost told Wang Ai to go to the hotel.
How thick is the old white face? Without this cheeky face, his Sanhai clothing could not develop at all. At the beginning, Guan Wang Ai borrowed people, money, and materials, and the Northern Light Industry Textile Corporation did its best to support this terminal brand. Now it is still this one. The absolute majority shareholder of the company... Wang Ai wanted to withdraw Lao Bai several times and refused to do so.
Wang Ai wants to withdraw because he is not used to the company management system that pulls and pulls. He has few family members and has no energy to waste in this regard. The reason why Lao Bai refused to let go is that the benefits of integrating into the Wang Ai family's enterprise system are too great, and the advantage is not enough.
Bai Guanghai came, and Zhao Junzhe also came back from the Manchester City youth team to meet the brothers. When he arrived, he saw Wang Aizheng and Xiaobai quarreling. It could be seen that Wang Ai was a three-point fake, and seven points really complained about Lao Bai's backstabbing. He, claiming that the king's hat is something I can wear? I have masters, masters and masters, masters of masters and masters, what would they be if I were the champion? I'm going to be king, what do you make them think? All these years in the national football world, seniority has been ranked down, and it is enough for me to jump out of it based on my grades. Do you think that there are fewer people who scold me when you put this hat on my head?
Seeing that Wang Ai was so angry, Zhao Junzhe did not dare to interject, but he was not too nervous. He knew that Lao Bai and Xiao Wang were not separated from each other and were used to fighting, so he hid aside to watch the joke. After listening to Wang Ai's complaint with a smile, Lao Bai suddenly asked sharply: Can you hide?
In Zhao Junzhe's eyes, Wang Ai, who had already stood up and rolled up his sleeves to wrestle with Lao Bai, suddenly stopped while Lao Bai waved his hands, stepped back and chattered. Because what Lao Bai said intermittently was: You have reached this position, no matter whether you have this thing or not, you are the target of public criticism. Which of the children brought by Dad and Xiao Zhao didn't look at you, look at you, and aim at you? They are all like this, what about others? So you can't hide, it's better to manage the Football Association to get a name, at least to be justifiable and calm.
Mr. Lei, who had been watching the fun with his shoulders on his shoulders, interjected with a smile. Her reason was very strong: if you don't take it, it will make people laugh, and if you don't take it, it will make people look down on it. You can’t refuse something that comes naturally. It’s enough for someone else to win the World Cup and two golden boots. It’s almost the end of the day if you can drag it on. In fact, some fans and the media have already called you that, but you are only interviewed by those four media, and they are all serious, so you don't know it.
Zhao Junzhe aimed his eyes at the ball king again, only to see him sitting down on the lawn in the dark, next to the oily barbecue grill, and flipping the barbecue a few times before he looked at his work partner seriously, speaking slowly. "I want to refuse, remember to remind me."
Leoni nodded helplessly, and while Wang Ai didn't pay attention to look at Lao Bai, they shrugged their shoulders. Zhao Junzhe's ears were sharp, and he heard Leoni muttering, "You have to say three words and three concessions? Even if you are sincere, you will be considered hypocritical."