The car stopped at the door of the garage, and Wang Ai got out of the car with a satchel and couldn't help stretching. It was already more than 1 a.m. on the 21st. Even Italians who love nightlife have mostly climbed into bed. The remote towns and forests on the outskirts of the town are extremely peaceful.

The silver crescent still has a little remnant on the western horizon. The stars in the sky are distinct, and a gleaming band of light traverses the sky.

Wang Ai was holding the strap of the shoulder bag with one hand and his trouser pocket with the other hand, looking at the sky and the town not far away. Now it's Shi Wenjun's turn to take charge. The biggest change except for the empty third floor is Wang Ai's dressing.

Xu Qinglian could still spoil Wang Ai, while Shi Wenjun didn't give any face, so he asked Wang Ai if you took Gucci's money when he was in a hurry? How can you be worthy of other people's sponsorship fees if you wear so badly?

The beaten Wang Ai had to become a pure ragdoll, letting Shi Wenjun play a live-action dress-changing game.

Today, he stands in front of his home, and when he looks into the distance, he wears a thick long slim trench coat, which makes him look extraordinarily slender and tall. It seemed that Kang Si hadn't noticed the peaceful night sky for a long time, looked up for a while with her hands on her back, then lowered her head and circled Wang Ai.

A gust of night wind blew and rolled up the corners of Wang Ai's clothes. He seemed to feel something, and he pulled Kang Si: "Go home, I have to get up early tomorrow."

The staggered Conse slammed her head on Wang Ai's chest, and she was angrily holding her forehead, "Hurry up and find an assistant, I'm exhausted."

"Yeah." Wang Ai took a deep breath.

Everyone in the family should have been asleep except for one guard. When he arrived at the door, Zhang Guang suddenly turned his head and smiled: "By the way, Dr. Wang, forgot to say, congratulations, you are this."

Zhao Dan, Kang Si, and Wang Ai all smiled. Although tens of thousands of people outside praised, but the most real feelings always come from around.

The door of the house opened, a black shadow rushed up, and Wang Ai embraced one hand and turned around. The lady is more than twenty catties, she is a big dog. Since taking her out for a run that day, she has gradually developed a habit. Every morning she exercises Wang Ai when she goes out for a run, and always takes her with her.

Although it was shameful when it ran, but the feelings were advancing by leaps and bounds, and it was so sweet.

But even with this trouble, the lady still didn't scream, at most she made some guttural noises in Wang Ai's arms, her tail fluttered like a mop, and Wang Ai's windbreaker slapped loudly.

Zhang Guang checked the doors and windows on the first floor and then returned to the room. Zhao Dan followed Wang Ai and Kang Si up to the second floor. He turned to the monitoring room for daily inspections. Kang Si opened the door of his room and took a step back. He waved his hand at Wang Ai: "I also forgot to say, you are amazing, well, I am honored to work by your side."

Wang Ai frowned and smiled, nodded her with his hand, and slowly went upstairs after seeing her sticking out his tongue and closing the door.

Standing on the quiet third floor, looking at the green plants on the window sill, Wang Ai knew in his heart that his partners had noticed his melancholy and were comforting him in their own ways. Wang Ai instinctively felt layers of shackles on his body, and instinctively wanted to break free, struggle, and leave all of these to be free, but such thoughts often disappeared in a flash, and he finally chose this path now. , After all, we must bear these responsibilities and stick to it.

After washing in a hurry, Wang Ai lay on the bed, and suddenly thought that on this night, Messi, Ronaldo, Harvey, and Kaka are the same four candidates who can't sleep at night? Especially Messi?

Thinking about it, Wang Ai suddenly laughed. They may be as nervous and nervous as themselves, but there must be enough dispatch methods. How can they be like themselves, living like a saint?

After six hours in a daze, Wang Ai woke up in the dark, feeling not sleeping well, but still got up. I have a nap in Zurich today, and I can sleep during the flight. I have enough energy to deal with the awards ceremony in the evening.

Yan Shiduo had called the day before yesterday to inform him that he would arrive in Zurich ahead of time to wait for him. At the dinner after the awards ceremony, the two of them have to jointly "public relations" with Blatter and other FIFA officials again. There is less than one year in 2018 and 2022 The right to host the World Cup will be revealed. Not only China, but other interested bidding countries are also actively taking advantage of various occasions.

At present, Russia intends to bid for the 2018 World Cup. According to some FIFA rules, each continent takes turns to host it. It is more beneficial for China to bid for 2022. Because of the good relations between China and Russia, we can support each other if we stagger.

Therefore, the Chinese bidders are currently more inclined to choose the latter. Of course, Wang Ai himself is inclined to the 2018 World Cup. It is a bit too late in 2022. He is 35. Who knows how he will be by then? Maybe he retired long ago.

But there is no alternative. For China's first bid to host the World Cup, it still has the highest success rate.

On such occasions, Wang Ai's main role is to be an "image spokesperson." With him, no one can say that China is not qualified to do so, that's enough. As for the specific negotiations, consultations, and exchanges, this is all Yan Shiduo's business, and it is not Wang Ai's turn to worry about it.

Leading the dog out for a run, he came back to eat in sweat. During the dinner, Wenjun refused Wang Ai's invitation again. Shi Wenjun and Xu Qinglian had their own stubbornness, and Wang Ai could only nodded and said yes. Besides, during Christmas and New Year's Day, the website is very busy. From the beginning of the Daigou online shop at the end of 2007 to the present, the business has expanded to more than a dozen European countries, with more than 8,000 franchised stores, and an average daily transaction volume of more than 20 million yuan.

Shi Wenjun is indeed inseparable. After these two major festivals, she will return to Beijing alone to ask for money and dignitaries. The settlement tool "Red Squirrel" named by Xu Qinglian before leaving has been developed in Shenyang's "Northeast Light". It's almost done, this time we will bring people to prepare for the trial run, and get rid of the embarrassing situation of crazy running to the bank every day. At the same time, although the servers of the website are all in Milan, the servers are not enough at present. I have rented 20% for this Christmas. I don't know if I can afford it. After all, I have to buy it myself.

In addition, Shi Wenjun was planning to buy a building in Milan for the company's headquarters, and it was too inconvenient for the general office to be rented out. This large amount of expenditure cannot be supported by Wang Ai's salary card and the website's own balance alone. Amazon and Taobao are eyeing each other and cannot miss development opportunities. Since the "Future Fund" is the largest incubator for domestic Internet companies, should you support your own Internet companies?

However, when Wenjun came back from China this time, he was about to move out of Wang Ai's home.

Suddenly there is a feeling that a daughter is about to marry when she grows up, tusk!