Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 8 Chapter 299: Spring March (Nine)

"Our exhaustion refueled the opponent, and the warm home atmosphere also kept the components of the submarine in top condition."

After the game, Wang Ai and Zidane, who rarely attended the press conference, came to the press hall together, and when faced with the reporter's question "How do you evaluate this game", they talked more rarely.

"This is an opponent worthy of respect. Although the final result was that we won 4:2, the process was very thrilling and our consumption was also high." Wang Ai said this and suddenly turned to look at Zidane: "It seems that I robbed your lines."

Zidane smiled: "As a future coach, you can start now."

"Okay." Amidst the laughter caused by Zidane teasing him for his coaching certificate, Wang Ai looked at the audience: "Any more questions?"

After several local media tortured the coach, the question was thrown back to Wang Ai: "Doctor, I heard that you have some conflicts with Real Madrid recently, can you confirm it?"

"No." At the moment when the fire in the eyes of the reporters was burning, Wang Ai added: "Because there is no."

"The coach and I have been friends for more than ten years, and he still wore sneakers at that time." Wang Ai explained.

Zidane smiled with his hands crossed on the table, and looked sideways at Wang Ai to hear how he would fight the reporter.

"Then what do you think of the article saying that you are a salary thief?" The reporter who asked the question asked: "Usually when this happens, the club will come out to clarify, but this time it didn't."

"Maybe it's because the club thinks that kind of speculation is not worth clarifying?" Wang Ai shrugged: "Everyone can see my value. If you think my attack power is too much for Real Madrid, then please go to the fans. To understand, please go to Real Madrid’s financial statements to see. The real value is far more than cold data, but passion, trust, friendship, and fighting. This is the life of football.”

"Then why did you suddenly attend the press conference today? It seems that this is the first time we have seen you here since you arrived at Real Madrid. If it wasn't for clarification, why did you come suddenly?" Another reporter asked.

"Maybe it's because today is February 26?" Wang Ai asked suspiciously.

"What happened on the 26th?" The reporters were even more puzzled.

"I haven't remembered yet." Wang Ai spread his hands.

After a while, the reporters realized that they were tricked by Wang Ai, and just about to attack in groups, the press officer of Villarreal saw what was going on, and hurriedly terminated the press conference forcibly.

Back in Madrid the next day, Wang Ai accidentally saw a small table piled with red wine in front of the Real Madrid passage at the airport, and a club executive smiled all over his face: "This is a small gift prepared by the club for everyone, to celebrate everyone's new victory. "

No matter what they thought in their hearts, everyone put on a smiling face. Maybe some stars with insufficient brains thought it was true.

Wang Ai also happily took a bottle of beautifully packaged high-end red wine, walked out of the airport and got into her own van. Xu Qinglian looked at the package of the red wine: "That's it?"

Wang Ai shrugged: "Wait, the Catalan newspaper will say what I want to say."

"Drink it at night!" Xu Qinglian said viciously: "After drinking it, I feel like posting an article on the Internet, anonymous or me."

When I got home, a pickup truck followed me as soon as I got out of the car. Florentino's secretary smiled and waved: "Doctor, the chairman asked me to give you some gifts to celebrate your successful comeback!"

Reaching out to not hit the smiling face, Wang Ai directed the pickup to be parked without letting the secretary do anything. His own guards came out and moved twice before moving a cart full of gifts home. Wang Ai calculated silently while arguing with the secretary, about 500,000 euros, which is about equal to a weekly salary.

Sending the secretary away, the two horses, who are well-managed, looked at the mountain of gifts and worried for a while. They just purchased them yesterday, so now they can only move the ones that are not afraid of spoilage out of the freezer. Fortunately, not all food, wine, tea, knitwear, and even jewelry...

"Okay." Wang Ai nodded in satisfaction, and handed it over to the women to clean up, eat what should be eaten, and share what should be eaten.

This extra reward is of course an apology, and it also adds the face of the chairman of Real Madrid, so Wang Ai doesn't want to care about it. I'm just curious about where the money came from, and whether it was knocked out by shareholders who talked nonsense.

"Where it came from has nothing to do with us. As the chairman, it is his responsibility that he can't control the shareholders' spouting. Besides, who knows if there is any instruction from him?" Leoni was still angry: "Do you believe it or not? If you didn’t score a goal yesterday, you wouldn’t have any of these gifts, and the newspapers would have to ridicule you even more?”

"Did something happen that I don't know?" Wang Ai asked suspiciously: "This incident was a bit strange from the beginning, what do you think?"

"What else can it be? I can smell it." Leoni pointed to the west: "I think you felt the American penetration and control of Europe when you were in Germany. Flashing thunder. That reality TV star kept talking harshly, and you are the most famous Chinese. I think it’s too late to affect you now.”

Wang Ai said "Oh": "Europeans are still a little proud."

Leoni closed her mouth and took a deep breath through her nose. She wanted to say something but didn't say anything. Huang Xin, who was packing up gifts with her guards on the other side, interjected: "It's a big deal, let's retire. Anyway, we have everything. The rest of the time is just for fun. Can't play?" Well, let’s not play, go home and play football academy.”

The little beauties and the big beauties agreed in unison, and Wang Ai was also laughing: "Maybe I will go to the American League to be a Monkey King who got into the belly of the iron fan princess!"

The faces of the women changed one after another, and the little beauty said quickly: "No!"

After going upstairs, there were no outsiders, Xu Qinglian grabbed Wang Ai's vital point: "You can go, leave this thing, so that we won't be widows in the future!"

Wang Ai didn't dare to move, but sighed again and again: "Wretch! Old women are just not fun."

"It's not fun, don't play!"

"If you don't play, you don't play!"

"Okay, don't play, we will play with you tonight!"

The little beauty, who was expecting the big beauty to say something harsh to stop the man's dangerous thoughts, sighed heavily when she heard this: "You two doctors are going to be rated as restricted, what are you two doctors thinking about?" ?

"Scatter it, let me see if there are any documents."

"Don't spread it! Are you stupid? Today is the weekend, and the college has to rest."

"In case there is an urgent business."

"Then call."

"...I want to pee!"

"... pee."

In the evening, the lion who was cooking made a pot of steak stewed in red wine, and everyone said it was good after eating it. Wang Ai stopped eating after eating a small piece, feeling distressed! 10,000 euros of red wine as seasoning, what kind of family is this?

Prodigal girls!

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