Reborn on Top of Football

Vol 8 Chapter 312: Throw me a peach, give me Qiongyao (2)

Leoni picked up the salary card under Wang Ai's eyes dripping with blood, turned it over and looked at it: "26 million? It's not enough."

"Not enough?" Wang Ai jumped up: "That's more than 200 million! It's enough for me to build more than 200 Hope Primary Schools!"

"Hmph, is there any Hope Primary School to be built in China? People have long focused on subsidizing students."

Wang Ai gritted his teeth and stared at the lion, but the lion didn't back down. Wang Ai rubbed his nose and sat down dejectedly: "It's more than 26 million. I haven't spent much these years."

"How much?"

"Probably more than 50 million." Wang Ai lay flat completely: "Since Inter Milan, my salary and advertising have been separated. Three quarters of the advertising are in two funds, and one quarter is entrusted with fund investment. When the stadium is not enough, it is loaned to Wang Fund, and it has been repaid in the past few years. In terms of salary, I can spend about 2 million a year, which saves a lot, about 150 million before and after, and this part is also taken Two-thirds of the investment was entrusted to the fund, and the rest was for my daily use.”

"50 million pocket money?" Leonie praised.

"It's not pocket money, it's money to prepare for crossing the river. I have a lot of things to do, and I'm afraid I'll spend money on something I fancy."

"Who ordered it for you?"

"Myself." Wang Ai said angrily.

"Then I...take fifty million flowers?"

Wang Ai let out a long sigh: "Don't, if you really want to buy it, just go ahead and buy it. Don't hold your breath. You will regret it if you lack this or less. Especially for safety, you must buy the top aircraft brand and aircraft model. The rest of you It’s up to you, if you don’t have enough money, tell me, anyway, no one cares about how much of my annual advertisements go to charity funds, I’ve transferred more than 4 billion over the years, and I’m right for everyone.”

Speaking of this, Wang Ai sighed again: "Okay, okay, the stadium is also finished, I hope the project will not let me donate more, I am worried that I have nowhere to spend money, just as you want to buy it, then buy it, go ahead purchase!"

"Then you give me another card?"

Wang Ai stared: "What are you going to do? You haven't bought it yet! Can't you choose for a while?"

"Hee hee." Enough is enough for Leoni. Anyway, today's goal has been achieved, and she took out no less than 60 million from Xiao Xiaoer's hand. This is an epic achievement!

Xu Qinglian never did it.

The rest of the journey was spent when the women were excited and Wang Ai was heartbroken until he fell into a coma. Even though the audit team in the back cabin never came to the front cabin, even if the women's eyes were like autumn water, Wang Ai was not interested at all. Totally forgot the oath to do God.

The plane landed in Madrid at noon, Wang Ai and his party went home, and the audit team temporarily stayed in the hotel. The two sides did not speak a few words until they got off the plane. The two major funds have to be audited every year. Since the Wang Fund is better in China, the audit team at home can go there whenever it wants. The W Fund is in trouble. In La Coruña, Spain, it can only come once a year.

Fortunately, all the authority is in the hands of Wang Ai's family, and they are not afraid of someone filling their pockets. The main reason is to review the rationality of the investment, especially the part of cooperation with the royal family, which is more sensitive, so there are officials in the audit team.

The women were tired when they chatted all the way home, and fell asleep after simply washing up, but Wang Ai became energetic instead, staring at her eyes until after dinner at night. The women fell asleep again after being refreshed for a while, but Wang Ai still couldn't fall asleep, fearing to disturb the women's sleep, he ran to the second bedroom tossing and turning.

Early the next morning, he asked Huang Xin suspiciously: "Have I not adapted to my current superstar status? I mean star status? Am I really too stingy? Should I spend more money on consumption? For example Upgrade your eating, drinking, and fun?"

Huang Xin shook his head without waiting for Leoni to speak: "No, you are a sports star with Chinese characteristics, and you are doing very well now. Although the official will not praise you for being hardworking and simple, being thrifty depends on comparison. Like Leonie reported yesterday that many sons of companies much smaller than ours have private jets. You don’t have one yet. Isn’t this thrifty? Of course you are extravagant compared to ordinary people. A month’s meal costs tens of thousands , but in your circle and level, you maintain the minimum consumption. Or for athletes and star status, you are the minimum consumption. Of course you are a hard-working and simple person. This is for you and us. , is very important to the whole family, which means that you have not deviated from the mainstream values, and you are still the youth idol who was favored by the government since childhood."

"A private jet is a private jet." Huang Xin shook Wang Ai's hand: "Others are other things."

The little beauty who was combing her hair also said calmly: "The idea of ​​the lion actually came about the year before last, after you went to Switzerland to attend the Golden Globe Awards ceremony."

Wang Ai looked at Leoni, the lion who was still lying on his side under the quilt with his eyes closed seemed to feel Wang Ai's gaze, and said wearily: "The three super giants gathered in Zurich, and they both took their own planes to go there. Yes, you took the Real Madrid plane to go there."

The little beauty continued; "I still remember what the newspapers said at the time, if you look at the style, there are only two super giants in the world."

Wang Ai took a light breath, and he finally intuitively realized the significance of private jets to him.

Without this, drop the price!

"Okay." Wang Ai sighed, stretched his neck to give Huang Xin and the little beauty a good morning kiss, and lay down on the bed and gnawed a few mouthfuls of lions: "I figured it out, let's buy it."

The lion kicked his legs to let Wang Ai go, and Wang Ai got out of bed and said, "I'll cook for you."

Huang Xin grabbed Wang Ai: "Your eyes are red, didn't you sleep last night? Go to bed, it happens that there is a lot of lion meat, and you are comfortable holding it. We will cook for you. You have to adjust. The day after tomorrow There is a game, we don't want you to get hurt again."

"That's fine, I'll just wait for you to cook something delicious for me, well, it's best to bring it to the bed. That's fine, little beauty."

"Huh." The little beauty gave Wang Ai a sideways glance, but seeing his warm eyes, she still couldn't bear to come over and touch Wang Ai's ear: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts at first, but it doesn't hurt once you touch it."

The little beauty bit her lip, and patted Wang Ai's face with her hands: "... Be good, take a good rest, I'll call you later."

Leoni, who was half asleep and half awake, raised her arm and grabbed Wang Ai's hand: "Ten years, ten, why are you always not enough?"

Wang Aifu took a deep breath in the lion's hair: "It will never be enough."

At noon, the two finally woke up, and really had a big meal in the bedroom after washing. After the meal, Wang Ai read the latest football developments submitted by the two assistants. Leoni went to search for the corresponding aircraft information and discussed with Huang Xin. Accompanied by the guard, the little beauty went to the University of Madrid as an auditor.

Zhao Dan and Qian Ziqiang, who heard that they wanted to buy a real private jet, were also called up to the third floor by Leoni to discuss together.

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