Wang Ai raised his eyebrows with a shrimp dumpling in his mouth: "What's the matter?"

Shi Wenjun hesitated and shook his head: "It's not a big deal, she can handle it."

Wang Ai lowered his head to eat sirloin noodles with dumplings, thinking in his mind that Huang Xin has been in charge for more than a few years. With the good heart of the provincial sports committees such as Liaozu, Liaolan, and Liaonv, he does not say anything in the sports circles in the province. It's almost the same for a flat trip, even if you occasionally encounter some difficulties at work, there is support from your home company. She is not an outsider, but the "fourth mouth" of the Wang family.

Thinking of this, Wang Ai couldn't help but laugh at himself, saying that he should not think too much. The bosses of the family have been safe in these years, and need to intervene by himself? Now, apart from some forward-looking things, Wang Ai can occasionally give pointers. In terms of daily management, let alone Huang Xin, even Shi Wenjun has much more experience than Wang Ai.

"I'm telling you, my recent trouble is thinking too much, thinking about everything, hanging up on everything, which affects my state of the game. I'm taking care of it, so it's okay. You... uh... your business Er, uh..."

"Okay." Shi Wenjun picked up a piece of vegetable leaves in the claypot rice: "We can handle it. By the way, can we send you the corporate newsletter?"

Wang Ai frowned deeply, then bowed his head and ate for a long time before saying, "I'll post it. I don’t think too much, it’s mainly because I didn’t handle it well. When I think about things, think about things, no I don’t think when I should. I don’t think when I can’t. My brain and time have to be repartitioned.”

Shi Wenjun nodded, then ate, almost finished eating, took a sip of the double skin milk and said: "Chelsea's situation is still too complicated, not as simple as Bingen and Laco."

Wang Aimoran nodded, Shi Wenjun drank milk tea and looked at the man who was frowning on the opposite side. He said for a while, "Also, you are not a teenager. At that time, you were unrestrained and didn't care about many things. Now you are Football and the domestic ideological world have reached their current position. It is inevitable that you will be at a loss for gains and losses. You see, if you used to eat out with me, you can eat and make trouble. What about now?"

Wang Ai nodded and continued to eat.

"My feeling, you can't afford to lose now, especially in football. At least you think you can't afford to lose, so you are nervous. In terms of personal honor, you have just finished a whole year of planning and started again. A new year plan. In terms of national honor, next year’s Olympics..." Speaking of this, Shi Wenjun shook his head: "You are the sponsor of the Olympics, you are the Olympic torch, you are the propaganda of the Olympics, and you are the Olympic football match. The ambition is to win. Wang Ai, 16 teams are fighting for a championship, but you take the gold medal as your only goal. You subconsciously feel that there is little hope, so you work hard and don't hesitate to invest."

Wang Ai raised his head, wiped his mouth, and fixedly looked at Shi Wenjun.

"You are like a gambler who is about to lose out. For the sake of little hope, you don't hesitate to put everything you can bet on at the poker table. That's not enough. You are always wondering what is worse. I tell the truth, the Football Association The determination is so great, the high level of guidance, and Liu’s guidance to leave home and business, and the clubs sacrifice their fighting power. Your teammates seem to live in a concentration camp. In fact, there are very few places you can work hard. If the goal is not achieved, then the bad is not yours. Effort, but the strength of this team."

Wang Ai sighed and smiled: "If you don't work hard, you can't do it. The 100-year Olympics, at the door of my house, I have been doted by the people all over the country for so many years. This is a major event. Nothing can be lost."

Shi Wenjun nodded, looked at the night view of Guangzhou outside the window, and said leisurely: "Wang Ai, if you want to sacrifice your entire career in exchange for the gold medal, would you change it?"

Wang Ai was taken aback, hesitated: "This, this..."

"What about a broken leg? Assuming you can be sure of getting the gold medal with a broken leg, would you change it?"

Wang Ai stretched his brows and nodded, "Then change it!"

Shi Wenjun's mouth twitched: "It hurts...no! I mean, you are wrong to think so."

"I am not the only one who thinks so." Wang Ai said calmly.

Shi Wenjun raised his eyebrows: "You are different from them! I'll analyze for you whether you sound like this. Suppose you break your leg in the Olympics next August, and we won the gold medal. Then, your next 08 /The first half of the 2009 season will definitely not be able to compete, plus there will be the European Cup next year, so the two grand prizes at the end of the year will definitely be nothing for you, right? Suppose you recover for half a year, but you have never suspended. For a long time, your condition will be greatly affected. This means that your performance in the second half of the 08/09 season will be relatively average, so it is difficult for you to have a good performance in the Champions League, which is of great significance in determining the two awards. Said that the two awards at the end of 2009 also missed you."

Wang Ai shrugged: "It's only two years."

"What if you don't recover well?" Shi Wenjun asked sharply: "Basten, Owen?"

Wang Ai pondered: "That's also..."

"No!" Shi Wenjun patted the table lightly and interrupted: "Do you think our country's investment in the Olympics does not count the cost? Is it for this Olympics, the future will not be enough?"

"It can be a hundred years..."

"I know a hundred years!" Shi Wenjun said angrily: "Do you know, I know, the country doesn't know? Does the common people know? Do your best, there is a prerequisite, not just to see life and death. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Vice Chairman Yan, you can ask Guidance Gao, Guidance Liu, Guidance Shen, Guidance Mai, and Guidance Xu. As long as the mind is correct, no one will agree with you. Although next year’s gold medal It’s tempting, but have you ever thought about it. As long as you win any of the two awards, its effect on China, its value and significance will not be lower than next year’s gold medal? What's more, if you go on smoothly, it is possible to win. more than one?"

Wang Ai stared at Shi Wenjun with a sullen face. Shi Wenjun opened his eyes wide and stared back. The two of them stared wide-eyed... After a long while, Wang Ai blinked his eyes, suddenly became angry, and stood up from the open chair: "Don’t eat anymore. !"

"If you don't eat, don't eat!" Shi Wenjun dropped his chopsticks and stood up.

The two men hummed out, and they hadn't gotten into a car when they reached the door.

In the middle of the night, Kang Si quietly came to Shi Wenjun's door and knocked twice. The female security guard opened the door and let Kang Si in.

"Why are you two angry? It scares me to death."

"It's okay." Shi Wenjun didn't even turn his head, and continued to operate the form on her laptop.

"He didn't even talk to you when he came back." Conscious still said carefully.

"Heh!" Shi Wenjun turned his head and looked at Kang Si amusedly: "He has a childish temper. If he can tell me, he will never shut up, heh!"