"I'm going to set up a secretarial team with Huang Xin, Wen Jun, Leo Ni and Kang Si." Xu Qinglian smiled enough and said seriously: "This team will take over all matters other than your football match. Don't worry. , Listen to me."

Wang Ai sighed and stood up, turned around and grabbed Xu Qinglian's arm and dragged her to the chair, pressing her shoulders to let her sit down: "Well, I have to listen to people to persuade me to eat, just because I have nothing to do, just listen."

"Yeah." Xu Qinglian smiled and sat down: "Then I can just talk about it?"

Wang Ai rolled his eyes, turned to face the small town and base down the mountain, stretched his waist.

"We are going to strip you of your heavy social affairs, let you concentrate on training and competition, and free you from many constraints. I know that this will not make you truly free. You must still be specifically concerned about some things, but after all, we share some of the responsibilities. ."

Wang Ai was noncommittal, and he didn't know if it was useful or not.

"You have to believe me, and you should believe Huang Xin and the others. They have received more work and training than me, and their ability to deal with matters is much better than me." Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai's side face and said: "Moreover, you usually do. Those who care about things are actually executed through them? They have exercised for many years. Like you said, they have enough ability to handle specific tasks and have the ability to manage people. They should rise to the strategic level. This also overlaps with your current job. Shouldn't you give them further opportunities for growth?"

"There are some things I can't let go of."

"This, I seem to have heard someone say it, just a few months ago?"

Wang Ai thought for a while, turned his head and glanced at Xu Qinglian: "I am not the same as Shi Wenjun."

"What's the difference? The content and nature of the work are different, but for you personally, they are all the same. She can't let go of her charity, which makes her body and mind anxious to wither, and you can't worry about those things, but they also make you appear. In a similar situation, what’s the difference? Don’t quibble.”

Wang Ai frowned and thought about it with her arms akimbo: "The severity of the matter is not the same. Her charity work is done by someone else. It is not much worse. And for some of my concerns, I must do it. Nor does it work."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai turned to look at his girlfriend and said seriously: "I am not bragging or boasting. Some jobs are still inseparable from my specific operations."

Xu Qinglian also looked at Wang Ai seriously. When he finished speaking, when the two confronted each other, she suddenly said, "Can you give me a kiss?"

Wang Ai's eyes widened: "...freak out?"

"Do you hate me?" Xu Qinglian stood up, unabashedly proud of her figure.

"Why?" Wang Ai took the opportunity to hug Xu Qinglian's waist.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that what I say in a while will make you angry with me, so let you kiss me first and remember who I am."

Wang Ai rolled his eyes, and Xu Qinglian smiled and said, "Come on? Come on."

In the morning breeze, in the morning light, on the hillside outside Milan, the two looked at each other. Wang Ai suddenly had a little impulse and lowered his head. After a while, Xu Qinglian struggled to push her greedy boyfriend away, sitting on a chair with a ruddy face, letting the morning wind blow away the ambiguity and love, only then noticed her boyfriend's slightly arched body, and she giggled and said, "The time and occasion are wrong. , You bear with me."

Seeing that there was no one outside, Wang Ai stopped hiding, and pointed to the front: "I think I can pee to the base now when I stand here."

The ruddy that had just faded on Xu Qinglian's face appeared again, and she chuckled softly: "This is your strength."

Wang Ai turned around and looked at the pun-talking female hooligan, and said, "Actually, you can too."

"Fuck you! Xu Qinglian slapped Wang Ai on the ass, and their positions suddenly changed.

"The next day..." Wang Ai just started his head with a smile, and suddenly stopped.

Xu Qinglian looked at her boyfriend, "Now there are only two of us. If you control yourself like this, is my existence just a bed partner?"

Wang Ai took a deep breath and looked serious: "I mean, let's try it here another night to see who is peeing far."

Xu Qinglian resisted the shyness and said solemnly: "No, girls suffer from this aspect, I have tried."

"You can also stand...who have you tried?!"

"Haha, are you going to be held accountable for things in kindergarten?" Xu Qinglian's complexion contrasted with the color of the clothes. The legs of a pair of fluffy trousers were staggered and she looked straight into Wang Ai's eyes boldly.

Wang Ai didn't want to talk anymore, and wanted to use action to express that, but unfortunately the occasion was wrong, so he had to sigh: "It's better to talk about business. Let you mess up like this, I'm gone.

Xu Qinglian glanced at her boyfriend and sorted out her thoughts: "Just now we talked about your other affairs. Some of us are going to set up a secretary team to help you deal with it. You said that you can't let go. You must come in person for some things. I assume yours. The argument is reasonable, but I must ask you back, do all your other affairs have to come in person?"

"Nor. But in fact I have let go. For example, "The Young Philosopher", I now write some essays every month, and only chat with my friends when I hand in the manuscript. "

"How is the development? Can I contribute?"

"It's developing well. Now I have to print more than 500 copies in each issue. As for submission, you can't, oh, it's not that your ability is not good, but that we are currently members of the Philosophy Society and have not yet expanded to the Society of History. Although many people over there also book every issue."

"Are there any fees?"

"Well, I will charge some cost, ten short essays in one issue, more than 10,000 words, a dollar of material cost, the manuscript fee will not be considered for the time being, it will be supported by my charity fund."

"That is to say, if you don't contribute or research for the time being, it won't affect anything, right? Can't I take over?" Seeing Wang Ai want to speak, Xu Qinglian hurriedly said: "You can tell me your development thoughts. , Write it down to remind me at all times, I will communicate with you over there according to your thinking, and then I will ask you again for things that are uncertain, oh, are you okay? Leader?"

Wang Ai thought about it and nodded.

"What about the others?" Xu Qinglian asked, seeing her boyfriend frowning again, and persuaded: "We said one by one. We will go home and write down your thoughts one by one. Now you should take stock of things that you must do yourself. , Leave the rest to us...you have to trust us!"

Wang Ai sighed and began to work with Xu Qinglian one by one, and finally 90% of the work could be handed over.

"Well, you personally handle the matters of the Olympic team, but leave the rest to us. The foreign aid quotas of China, Japan and South Korea are promoted by the Football Association...Yes, they are all important, but you have to trust us. By the way, football festival and also……"

"No." Wang Ai solemnly said: "I will do it myself!"

"……Ok."