Vol 7 Chapter 91: Colorful clouds flying in the mountains (1)

That night, Wang Ai said a lot, and that night, Wang Ai drank a lot of wine.
The next morning, I woke up in the best hotel in Zurich. Standing by the window near the lake, Wang Ai closed his eyes and shook his head, confirming that the pain in his brain was real. He looked back at Leo, who had opened his eyes on the bed. Ni, with a long sigh, "I'm addicted to alcohol, how can I get it?"
Leoni was still thinking about the words, but Shi Wenjun, who was lying on his stomach and closed his eyes, said instead, "There is still money."
"Wine, sex, money... You hate me for dying late, don't you?" Wang Ai cursed.
"I know this." Leoni raised her hand to answer: "Wine, sex, wealth, four precepts in life!"
Wang Ai was speechless, and went back to the bed and leaned back. The two smashed them screamed: "No way, I have to sleep a little longer, I won't eat breakfast, and you call me when I leave."
At nine o'clock in the morning, Wang Ai came out of the hotel in high spirits. Facing the reporters and fans who were still reluctant to part, he waved and blessed several times before he got into the car. Attending the annual awards ceremony for 9 consecutive years, Wang Ai has changed from being cautious at first to being dashing and comfortable. Whether it is the official or the media, whether it is teammates or fans, he has handled everything properly and comprehensively... just a little hungry.
On the plane, the boss Mansour's smiling face has never been put away. I remember that since this time yesterday, it seems that he has laughed for 24 hours in one breath. Wang Ai asked with his eyes when he saw that he had been aiming at his suitcase. Mansour nodded decisively, just because he wanted to play and was embarrassed to say so.
A moment later, the boss's social account posted: "I will accompany Mr. Golden Ball back to Manchester on the plane!" The picture shows the Golden Ball trophy on the small round table and a photo of the scissors hand on the side. The childishness is beyond words!
After the award ceremony last night, Wang Ai sent someone to bring the trophy back to the hotel, and now his teammates are also interested. They don't look like Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo's teammates. They have seen it, and they have no self-respect. They all rushed over, hugged, touched, and licked. Here is where Aguero once visited Messi in Barcelona. Home, but Messi's trophies are placed in glass cabinets and cannot be touched at all.
Don't look at them as superstars, but in the age of supergiants, they're not much closer to the Ballon d'Or than amateurs. Wang Ai used to joke that the original annual output of this thing was two, but now it is one, and there are tens of millions of players in the world, only one a year. It is impossible for them to win the Ballon d'Or in their lifetime, even if they have very few opportunities to touch it themselves.
People are more valuable than the trophy. Dzeko, who has always been a little depressed in the team, ran to Wang Ai's side and put his arm around Wang Ai's shoulder and took out his mobile phone: "Come on, have a laugh. !"
He led everyone to run over, and in the end, they could only take a group photo, all huddled in the round cabin, with their heads next to their heads and their faces pressed against each other, but they also seemed warm and harmonious. Just like what Negredo and Wang Ai said last night: "We know we have no chance of winning the Ballon d'Or, really, the three of you are too strong, it's not your turn until you retire, sadly we are older than you For us, we can count on the best team of the year, which is the best 11 made up by the three teams of Bayern, Barcelona and Paris this time."
Negredo didn't say anything next, his eyes were full of desire. Wang Ai understands that it belongs to the Champions League champions. If they get that, they will get the tickets for the best 11 players. This is their only chance to stand on the top podium. To achieve this, his thighs with four Ballon d'Or and six Champions League winners are extremely thick.
When the plane arrived over Manchester, there was a white and blue figure below, and Wang Ai knew that the fans were coming to pick up the plane. He heard last night that Manchester City fans were watching the awards ceremony in the city's major squares against the cold wind. The moment Blatter announced the list, cheers and fireworks rose at the same time.
Those who like and those who like money celebrate together!
In the face of such a fan who has never seen the world, Wang Ai was well prepared. He stood neatly on the ramp and waved constantly. He got off the plane in high spirits and boarded the special car bound for the Etihad Stadium. Manchester City fans obviously can't wait for the Golden Ball trophy to be seen at the start of the first match day. They are not afraid of being laughed at by their neighbors, not to mention that Manchester United itself is a team composed of a lot of surrounding towns, half a century has passed since the last time someone at Manchester United won the Ballon d'Or, who still remembers.
After a whole morning of trouble, thousands of fans dispersed. The boss sent someone to tell Wang Ai that this time is not counted, and will come again in a few days!
"Hey Mom, I'm starving to death!" As soon as he got home, Wang Ai put everything down and ran to the kitchen to take out a few pieces of braised pork from the refrigerator.
The guards who stayed at home have already prepared the meals, and everyone has nothing to say when they are tired from the journey. They have dinner together and let the guards who stay behind go to see the trophy.
After eating for three minutes, Wang Ai finally settled down: "Who called me yesterday?"
With the bun in his mouth, Li Jun bent over to open the satchel and handed over the notebook and mobile phone across the table: "There is a recording of the call on the mobile phone, and I have compiled a caller form for you on the notebook."
Wang Ai said that he would take it and put it by his hand, looking at the table while eating. Just looking at the title and not the content, I thought it was a big deal. The General Administration of Sports, the All-China Sports Federation, the Football Association, the Liaoning Provincial Party Committee, the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League and the Youth Foundation, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the European Department, the China Charity Federation, the Red Cross , the National Federation of Trade Unions...
I was thinking about importing my phone recordings into my computer after dinner and listening carefully. Someone came from outside the house. When I went out, I saw that it was from the Consulate General and sent a bunch of congratulatory messages!
"This is official and official. The call should be from a familiar leader or an informal unit." Wang Ai took the congratulatory message and returned to the dining table to continue eating. Everyone circulated the congratulatory message, and Shi Wenjun took it back one by one. .
Xiaomei, who had only returned to Wang Ai after two years, was embarrassed to say anything, but her actions showed that she did not despise Wang Ai's careless behavior of reading congratulatory messages while eating. What a precious thing this is. Vegetable soup, are you also embarrassed?
There is no need to return a congratulatory message, and it will never end once it comes and goes. This is a commendation from the superior. If it was a simple office phone call, Wang Ai would call back in person to thank his superiors for his praise, indicating that he would be happy with his ambition to work hard in the future. If it is the leader's personal phone call, think more about the words.
It is necessary to think carefully about what the leader says when he calls, but also to be accurate when calling back. It is necessary to express gratitude and determination. In addition, there is also the leader's personal inclination. In a word, Wang Ai has been dealing with this matter all afternoon. .
With the assistance of Shi Wenjun, it was not until dinner time.
"This kind of large-scale ceremonies is like this. It's a good time to win an award, and it's a long time to be busy." Wang Ai put down his hot mobile phone and complained to his friends.