"Is that lady really the boss of the Liaoning Football League just now?"

On the evening of the second day after the game, on the sunny hillside, Wang Ai and a few Chinese girls sat on plastic chairs and talked and laughed. One of them said hello to the fact that he had just returned from the small town. Asked from the back of Huang Xin, who returned to the house.

"Yes, it's only three or four years ago. It's hard for anyone to remember her." Wang Ai smiled and said, "She is my friend. I will come to see us this time and stay a few days by the way."

"It's speculated in the newspapers that you are a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship."

Wang Ai shrugged: "I don't want to talk about my feelings, so everyone is even more curious, so that as long as there is a girl standing next to me, I will be suspected of being my girlfriend."

"Then you..." The girl who asked the question came to her lips, and finally turned into: "What are your criteria for choosing a mate?"

"When I was in London, I said, you go back to update the Xinhua News Agency's report, and now it is estimated that there will be more on the Internet." Wang Ai said this with a grin, and suddenly the conversation changed: "By the way, I forgot to ask you guys and watch the game. how do you feel?"

"very noisy!"

"excitement!"

"novel!"

The five girls gave three answers, then looked at each other and laughed. Wang Ai was also infected by these lively girls and asked: "Can you experience the happiness of the fans?"

The five girls nodded together, like five little chickens: "We met an Italian friend, she took us to the game, and also took us shopping, took us to the fashion show."

"Oh?" Wang Ai said with interest: "Meet new friends? With the current means of communication, there are no technical barriers to your friendship, unlike pen pals when I was a kid."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai circled his fingers: “For those of you who can afford to go abroad, it’s a good thing to know more foreign friends. It’s an eye-opener and also an eye-opener to each other, especially Italians, and us. Like the Chinese... they are all big foodies!"

"But, apart from this friend, the other Italians...are a little bit superior. Inexplicably, my watch is much more expensive than hers, but I look down on people."

Listening to the girl’s complaint, Wang Ai was silent for a while and smiled again: “Europe is a nearly stagnant society. You have been shopping in Milan and northern Italy these days. You may have noticed that many buildings have been built for a hundred years. For more than two hundred years, there have been almost no new buildings. What about us in China? You only need to remember when you were young and you will know now."

Seeing a few girls showing memories, then nodded, Wang Aicai said: "Many Europeans have very lagging information. Judging from the speed of their own social change, China should be the same as it was decades ago, even a hundred. They looked like years ago, after all, they have hardly changed in this century. But what was China like a hundred years ago? Is it a semi-colonial or foreigner?"

"Now also." A girl murmured.

Wang Ai happily said: "In the past, I was really afraid of people. Now, it is to coax them. In the past, we couldn't beat them, and their status was won by ourselves. But now we give them, or even give them. Having money and technology is useful for us to speed up our development, so fool them and give them some sunshine. Of course, some of them will inevitably be brilliant. But it doesn’t matter, this phenomenon will slow down after China is no longer so dependent on foreign investment. It fades slowly."

"Then have you ever been looked down upon? Have you been abroad for so many years?"

Wang Ai really thought about it: "At least on the surface, my first stop in Europe was Germany..."

"Tubingen!"

"Yeah, yes." Wang Ai smiled: "I was 13 at that time, but I was already a master's degree. They didn't dare to look down on me. Afterwards, they got better and better, and they had no reason to look down on me. In other words, I have never been an ordinary person in Europe. On the contrary, I started from quite a high level. After I got a PhD in Germany, discrimination based on nationality cannot be placed on me. Maybe some people are still thinking about it. Yes, but it won’t show it in front of me."

"Our friends have also said that, but she said that your high education makes them not very close to you, and it is difficult for them to treat you as their own."

Wang Ai shrugged indifferently: "It's nothing wrong. I eat by ability, not by feelings. What is this growing up in our neighborhood? Who is his father? I don't rely on this. Rely on hard power."

Several girls showed starry eyes one after another. Of course, the liveliest one was obviously pretending. Wang Ai stretched out his hand and shook in front of them: "Wake up, don't worship me."

"But it's hard not to be admired."

"You think I'm doing well, just learn from me, why do you admire me?" Wang Ai pointed to himself: "Will the real celebrity invite a group of people who have just met a few days to be a guest at home? He will wear a dress. Is such an ordinary dress sitting on a five-yuan plastic chair?"

"I always wanted to ask, why would you agree to us?"

At this time, there was the sound of a car engine from outside the courtyard, and Wang Ai stood up: "Another long-term tenant of my family has returned. As for why I invited you, because I am very hospitable, haha."

The girls didn’t know if what Wang Ai was telling was the truth or lies, but he really didn’t mean to have **** with any of them, although he had known that he had no evil in this respect...with the family abilities of these girls , Will inquire about many things that are not known to ordinary people.

"Yeah, are there any guests?"

After a while, a delicate-looking woman came up in the light of the setting sun. As soon as she came out, several girls stood up involuntarily.

After many years of experience, Shi Wenjun's aura, especially the earthquake experience, has become calm and restrained, but these girls are always able to come into contact with big people, and this similar taste immediately made them alert.

"My friend, Shi Wenjun, these are her assistants and guards, and this, um, is my former assistant, and now is her assistant."

As he was talking, as soon as the main room door opened, Huang Xin beckoned: "Just pinch a bit, just in time for dinner."

"What are you eating today? I happen to be hungry!" Shi Wenjun left Wang Ai and went up to take Huang Xin's arm.

"Let's go." Wang Ai asked several guests: "If you have anything you want to ask in a while, just say at the dinner table."

In the living room of Wang Ai's house, everyone finds their own place, and Wang Ai doesn't care where everyone eats unless they have a meeting. The platform on the second floor, the front and back yard or even the hillside outside the yard, whatever. Wang Ai, Huang Xin, Shi Wenjun, and Kang Si usually eat together, and they need to exchange some information during the meal time.

"No." Shi Wenjun pulled out a few pillows and handed them to the five girls: "This is our company's promotional material."