Vol 7 Chapter 386: Dark Battle Lawrence (6)

Wang Ai smiled when he said this: "Besides, just imply to them that I won the award by relying on home field advantage. Believe it or not, someone will question the fairness of this session the day after I receive the award? Then I kept questioning it. It's too old to be old? As far as our national media is so powerful, we can't just let them be eliminated in the end? In this way, it is better for me to win the award than not to win. People find out the hidden danger of ridicule, can I, our country, commit it?"
Lao Gao quietly listened to Wang Ai's narration: "Well, I understand, I will convey your consideration to the superior."
"Okay." Wang Ai said casually, "How's your work over there? No one gets stabbed, right?"
Lao Gao looked at the stadium where there were still figures fighting in the dark and said with a smile: "Who dares, with you escorting me, I'm a firm believer. It's much more comfortable than leading the national team."
"No, how big is the national team? There are more than 10,000 employees in Transcendence Sports."
"Beyond Sports without you."
Wang Ai heard the sound and smacked the taste, and smiled dumbly: "What brother-in-law? Is this still embarrassing for you?"
"I can't talk about being in trouble, and the organization won't be embarrassed, it's just..." Lao Gao pondered the wording: "It's just that this matter is quite new, the big guys have never dealt with it, and I don't know how to deal with it well, so I have to spend a lot of money. A little thought research."
Wang Ai was silent for a moment: "What do you need me to do?"
"No need." Lao Gao said categorically: "The organization just didn't consider whether you would not go, but since I didn't communicate with you at the beginning, it showed that the organization didn't want to get involved too much in this matter. Well, you athletes can decide whether to accept or not to accept a non-governmental award issued by a non-governmental organization. It's just that everyone thinks they will accept it, and they will accept it enthusiastically, and your response is a new issue. But in any case, the organization will not accept it. You have full freedom to interfere."
"That's fine." Wang Ai snorted: "Then I will be fully free."
Lao Gao snorted: "Then you can take a good vacation. You haven't rested in the past few years. You are only 27. With your physical fitness, you can still play for ten years, but don't get hurt."
Wang Ai agreed with a grin and was about to hang up. He heard Lao Gao's last command: "I personally think that this is all right now, and you don't need to be interviewed for the time being."
"Okay." Wang Ai agreed: "If there is no change, it will be like this. If there is any change, I will tell you."
"What's changed?" Lao Gao picked up the phone again worriedly.
Wang Ai sneered: "For example, if they publicly put pressure on me to carry out my disgust to the end, then I will publicly express my refusal to accept it."
"..." Lao Gao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Okay, I understand, you can continue playing."
Wang Ai, who hung up the phone, really ran to play cards again. Huang Xin handed the cards to him and sat beside him, watching the man shouting and drinking, and carefully re-sticking the note he had just secretly tore up on his face, Rolled his eyes at him and pretended not to see.
Old Gao, who hung up the phone, lit a cigarette again, tucked his phone into his trousers pocket and got up and walked along the edge of the training ground, thinking about this matter quickly in his mind. He didn't worry about any adverse effects on Wang Ai. He instinctively felt that there were some vague good things in this crisis waiting for him to discover and develop, but he hadn't thought about it for a while.
After walking, we arrived at the Liaozu Hotel. Lao Gao looked up and walked up the steps. The security guard on the night shift respectfully helped open the door, and Lao Gao, who had his hands behind his back, grinned at him. The little girl at the front desk stood up when he saw him coming. Lao Gao waved his hand to tell me to leave me alone, then walked to the elevator, pressed up to go in, pressed the maximum number, and waited for the number to change quietly until the elevator door was silent. opened, revealing the quiet top floor. At the end of the corridor is Lao Gao's long-term rental room. It is the most luxurious and spacious room in the Liaozu Hotel. Originally, Wang Ai wanted to equip him with a villa, but he didn't want it.
In fact, the rent of villas in the suburbs is far less than the "presidential suite" here, but the old man who has been appointed as the vice chairman of the Football Association and has been appointed by Vidine, who is regarded by many as his successor, is like this!
His son was in high school in BJ, and his daughter-in-law was accompanying him. Lao Gao walked into the spacious room alone, turned on the light, closed the door, poured a glass of wine, and sat on the sofa in front of the big TV, looking at his reflection on the black screen. Think slowly.
Today, he has been away from the national team coach for a year, and has been in the top position of beyond sports for a year. He has a position in the Football Association waiting for him. His thinking is also slowly changing, learning from an organization. Consider problems from the perspective of managers and learn to discover and obtain benefits for their organization.
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When Wang Ai got tired of playing cards and went out to practice at night, Lao Gao had already started to write hard in Shenyang.
Except for a few occasional phone calls and this troublesome thing that didn't stay in Wang Ai's heart for a few minutes, Wang Ai devoted himself to the vacation, eating, drinking and having fun every day, so the natural time passed quickly. It's early April.
Wang Ai began to swim in the sea. Whether it was a windy day or a rainy day, drifting in the boundless waves, feeling the pure world of the sky and the sea, Wang Ai's nearly exhausted physical strength and energy were recovering quickly. It's getting easier and closer to normal, and even Wang Ai has time to rethink his technological innovation.
On the evening of April 2, Wang Ai walked onto the beach like a fisherman boy, stepping on the shattering waves of the setting sun, turned around and shook his arm, throwing a small fish he caught back into the sea, and then he was happy. Ask Huang Xin, who is also in a swimsuit, what to eat at night.
Eat hot pot today!
Kang Si bought a specially arranged meal for four induction cookers and iron pots. Wang Ai hurriedly sat at the table and poured a plate of pork into it, then waited with the Kuaizi in hand, letting Huang Xin help him prepare the dipping sauce. When he was satisfied with his meal, Wang Ai looked around at his two well-behaved and sensible women, and couldn't help but sighed in his heart: "I have to cheer up tonight!"
Huang Xin pretended not to hear, and Kang Si gave him a small white look: "I want to tell you something, just now Edwin Moses said publicly that he is very happy that the award ceremony can be held in China this year, and learn to be full of Chinese culture and history. Respect, I believe this year must be a perfect awards ceremony."
Wang Aile fetched dumplings: "Who is he? President of the Society?"
"Well." Kang Si glanced at Wang Ai: "He also said that he learned to respect all athletes, and he was respected by the athletes."
Wang Ai paused for a moment, then lowered his head and ate the dumplings as if nothing had happened, and then put down the fast food after eating several times: "This foreign devil has never been dark or light, regardless of whether it is black or white, it seems that I have to tell them what it means to be unbearable and no longer need to endure. ."