It was late at night, and the star football team reluctantly left. It's time to talk, it's time to chat, it's time to take photos, no matter what the purpose is achieved, that's good.

   "I'll clean up, you go back to bed early." Lao Gao drove away Wang Ai who was helping to clean up.

  Wang Ai carried the heavy karaoke machine in one hand: "I'll be back when I'm done."

   "Why haven't you left?" Lao Gao came back after cleaning up and found Wang Ai sitting on a plastic chair, staring at the bright night sky of South Africa in a daze, put down his tools and sat down.

   "Nothing, I feel like there is nothing in my heart."

   "I was planning to hold a summary meeting tomorrow. Isn't this the game just over? Everyone worked hard and each had their own gains. It would be better to settle down and then summarize."

  Wang Ai nodded and suddenly said, "Have you seen the theme song?"

  Old Gao thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Oh, you said that the fat girl sang it?"

  Wang Ai's expression is weird: "Very fat?"

  Lao Gao thought Wang Ai hadn't remembered it, and continued to prompt: "It's just a yellow head."

  Wang Ai laughed loudly: “My name is Shakira, the queen of the Latin world, who has **** with the son of the former president of Argentina.”

  Hearing this name, Lao Gao frowned instead: "Why do I think this name is familiar? It seems, as if my son always said when he played games."

  Wang Ai passed through his mind, and then vomited: "Is it possible to fly with wings?"

  Lao Gao shook his head: "I don't know, how can I study that carefully?"

  Wang Ai nodded sadly: "Remember, that's Chimera!"

  Lao Gao said completely unconcerned: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"I just took a glance on TV. I found that several Barcelona players in her film, Messi and Pique are all in it, and they are alone." Wang Ai shook his head: "This is also Well, are they all Latin? But in the scenes of the classic games from the past, China only appeared for two seconds."

   Lao Gao frowned: "I remember it was all you, right? How many free kicks in the 02 World Cup?"

"correct."

   "Then what else are you dissatisfied with? You are the only one in China."

Wang Ai looked at Lao Gao like an idiot: "Am I retired? Then why Messi, especially Pique, can appear alone, so I was not invited? Isn't this demoted me invisibly? Messi can be counted at the same level anyway, what is Pique? There are two others I don't know. They can represent the World Cup? Can they represent me?"

   Lao Gao blinked his small eyes and listened, and finally clicked his mouth: "So you are so awesome."

  Wang Ai clapped his hands: "I won the Golden Globe Award in 2007, am I only now? You only reacted to it three years later?"

Lao Gao was also not angry: "You have to forgive me as a middle-aged person. Half of my thinking is immersed in the professional reform. Besides, I am now a national team coach. I usually can't remember those things about professional leagues. "

  Wang Ai stood up and said, "I don’t have a common language with you. I will go back to sleep."

  Seeing that Wang Ai is gone, Li Bing, who had been smoking in the distance, swayed over and sat on the chair that Wang Ai was just now. He ordered another one and returned one to Lao Gao: "What's wrong with Xiao Wanger?"

  The old man took a deep breath, tilted his head halfway and expressionless: "I'm afraid of difficulty."

  Li Bing shook his hand: "He?"

  The old man nodded deeply: "The same is true for him. He is forced to go up to Liangshan. He is the only one, and he is the first to be decapitated."

  Li Bing leaned on the back of the chair, raised his legs, two tall and thin men in black suits, facing the direction of the door, sat silently and smoked each other, halfway through: "How did you tell?"

"Shakira, Messi, Pique." Lao Gao simply put out the cigarette butt: "He is looking for qisheng, and he is from Sony. He went to Japan to scold people enough, even if he wanted to invite him, he can't invite him. ."

   "So, is he looking for motivation for himself?"

"Yeah." Lao Gao said with a dumb expression: "If you are angry, you don't have to think about it. You said he compares with us, is it too complicated for football? I sometimes think of him. My head hurts all the time."

Li Bing smiled: "The more connected things, the greater the combined force that can be exerted. The key is whether you can manage this situation. From now on, they are not bad. Like you and me, it's easier. Work training. , Weekend games, the rest of the time, wives and children are hot on the bed, but can this really change anything? Not to mention, his civilian stadium, but he has been in his early five thousand years."

   "How much?" Lao Gao asked in shock.

   "More than five thousand!" Li Bing opened his hand holding the cigarette and swayed: "Five thousand! Leader Lei I asked."

"Fuck, why do I remember being in my early thousand years? How much does it cost?" The old master shook his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette again, and forgot: "I remember he told me that a cost Probably more than 3 million?"

"How much?" This time it was Li Bing's turn to be surprised: "I, I have to calculate, a 3 million, 3 million multiplied by 5,000 is, is... 15 billion? Fuck, enough for 450 years of office funding for the Football Association, no wonder China Football cannot develop. Looking back on it, I think the Football Association is so poor!"

  Lao Gao calmed down at this time, with a clatter of fire, he took a sip and slowly spit out: "You haven't counted the increase in project cost."

  Li Bing loosened his neckline: "Then you said, can their family stand this? Even the central enterprises are not able to come up with so much money, and they are free!"

  Lao Gao heard this deep sigh: "People are actually good at it. Don't look at this civilian stadium without charging. There is a term called land reserve. Have you heard of it?"

Li Bing shook his head, and the old Gao Ling asked Xu Genbao to teach him: "When people bought the city, they selected the edge of the city with bright development prospects, and the city will be expanded to this place. The local government can always change the land use. You said, do you have to spend money to buy it back?"

   "Does the local government not lose money? Can others do it?"

  Lao Gao shook his head: "How can the local government lose money? I bought it and sold it to the developer for a price increase, and they were in charge."

Seeing Li Bing opened his mouth, Lao Gao laughed: "They spend a lot of money and they are sincere, but don't think they are stupid. After buying it, let it go for 50 years and wait for the government to take it back. No. People are holding the country’s largest reserve land in their hands, and it’s over after the appreciation. The key is that others get scolded for playing real estate. Look at him? Simply playing real estate, not real estate, don’t you say it’s great?”

  Li Bing couldn’t help but glanced back at Wang Ai’s room, then turned around and sighed: “These guys call him the boss, but it’s really not wrong. I want to call it all.”