This time, Lao Gao did not travel with him, but went south from Zurich to the Maldives for a vacation. He loved the island to death. The sky was vast and undisturbed. Whether it was praise or bomb, he was thrown out of the sky. Only oneself, lover and children are left in the world, returning to the purest life.

For those who are burned by the fire in the red dust, this is a timeout, a correction, and a start again.

Back in Beijing, Wang Ai was informed by Yan Shiduo that he was free on January 15th, and hoped that Wang Ai would accompany him to inspect the Liao Shao, and he said vaguely that other leaders might also go. Wang Ai replied with a text message saying that he knew, and then asked Li Jun to check the schedule urgently. The only thing that should be pushed was pushed, and he couldn't push back.

Fortunately, the New Year is coming, and there are not many business events that require him to attend in person, and he has already set an approximate time when discussing with Yan Shiduo, and has also reserved a window.

On the night of January 14th, Wang Ai called Yan Shiduo to ask for instructions. Should he leave tonight? Sleep in Shenyang and start tomorrow morning? After all, the headquarters of Chaoyue Sports is in Shenyang, and the young Liao who is investigating is now also at the Shenyang Liaoning Football Base. As the deputy director of the General Administration of Sports, you can't just focus on football. Other basketball, women's football, e-sports, as well as brokerage companies, and medical rehabilitation bases. Don't you have to check it out?

Yan Shiduo's response left Wang Ai puzzled: "Wait for notification."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ai looked at his father blankly: "What does Deputy Director Yan mean? There are meetings in the evening? What time is this?"

Wang Bin, who was opposite Wang Ai, was silent for a while, then smiled and repeated: "Wait for notification."

After getting the exact same answer, Wang Ai stood up angrily and ran away: What is it, it's not clear to say what it is, and it's so hard to hear it!

When he received a call early the next morning and rushed to Beijing Airport, Wang Ai wanted to grab Yan's head and spit out a few words. As a result, when he saw a smiling man in the cabin, he was immediately shocked: "Vice Chairman, you, you... …"

"Why? Unexpectedly it was me?" The leader smiled and waved.

Wang Aile leaned over: "Where can I think of it? How busy you are. You are looking at the New Year. You must have a lot of things. You can also take time out to visit our little players. Oh, I'm stuck in my heart. Warm the baby."

The leader laughed aloud: "I wanted to see it a long time ago. You have done a good job in football over the past few years. It is not easy to improve the performance of the national team when the conditions are not yet mature. I have read all of your reports. It’s good to create conditions if there are difficulties."

Wang Ai said hehe: "This is what we should do."

"Yeah." The leader put his hands on his lower abdomen, thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Why didn't it work before?"

Yan Shiduo, who had been with them all the time, was flustered, wondering what answer Wang Ai would throw out. Unexpectedly, after a brief thought, Wang Ai replied: "It's still a question of cognition."

"Recognize the problem?" the leader asked curiously.

Wang Ai nodded: "It's also an academic question."

"Haha." The leader became more interested: "tell me in detail."

Wang Ai smiled embarrassedly, and adjusted his sitting posture by the way: "The problems must be diverse, such as abstract system issues, specific implementation issues, etc. Of course, there are some bad things, but in football as a whole, it is still Everyone has made breakthroughs in their understanding of the objective laws of the sport of football over the years."

At this time, the secretary came to report that the plane was about to take off, and everyone paused the conversation until the plane stabilized. The leader signaled Wang Ai to continue.

"The professional reform of football from 1994 to today's 18 years is relatively short for social science. Wang Ai said with a serious expression: "We have studied the European model and have ideally introduced various system reforms. But it is not smooth in actual use. Because the metaphysical method must have a metaphysical source, and we and Europe are not the same metaphysically. Using the Chinese metaphysical to use the European metaphysical, there must be a problem of incoordination. "

The leader nodded intently: "For example?"

"Europe is loose and city-states have a deep atmosphere, so they don't mind or even encourage each other to attack each other. It is reflected in the religious fanatical atmosphere and enemy hatred of each other in football. This is what we have in a country that has been unified for thousands of years. Unimaginable. So we have the European system example, but we still need to adapt in practice, combining our Chinese thinking, culture, system, etc., to carry out some adaptive transformation. Whether it is a league or a national team, whether it is football culture It is still the youth training system, which requires solid exploration and summary, and this requires time and process."

The leader nodded from time to time, and when Wang Ai finished speaking, he looked at Yan Shiduo: "The league is still groping, right?"

"Yes, the problem of the league has not been solved yet, and it is still groping." Yan Shiduo nodded and replied: "Unlike the national team, it is small and pure. Unless it is a particularly clear problem in the league, it will go backwards if it is missed."

The leader nodded in sympathy: "Xiao Wanger's contribution is not small, right?"

Yan Shiduo glanced at Wang Ai: "He is our chief expert. Over the years, he has pointed out many problems for us and thought of many ways. In the past, Chinese football lacked theoretical construction. After he came, this situation was reversed. After all, he is a man. Doctor of Philosophy, good at theoretical thinking and logical thinking."

Wang Ai shook his head quickly: "No, no, I just caught up. If it weren't for professional reform, I wouldn't have a chance to go out and play football, so naturally there would be no way to think about it."

Seeing Wang Ai’s humility, the leader deliberately teased him: “Then there were many experts before, why didn’t the national team score such a breakthrough?”

"Before..." Wang Ai glanced at Yan Shiduo, then smiled suddenly: "The previous experts are all old and can't play football."

The secretary next to the leader laughed out loud, and the leader laughed and pointed at Wang Ai: "You little king... It's not unreasonable that everyone likes you, you think clearly and speak clearly."

Wang Ai smiled: "Don't praise me. If you praise me again, I will go to heaven. All of this is inseparable from the leadership of the party and the concerted efforts of the Football Association. I am also part of this system, just a screw. "

"Yeah." The leader nodded approvingly, maybe because he was in a really good mood today, so he then teased: "If I continue to praise you, what do you do?"

Wang Ai's expression was straightforward: "I must go home and take a cold bath, calm down, and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

The leader kindly said: "Why?"

Wang Ai said bitterly, "Because you will be spanked if you raise your tail."

"Haha." The leader, Yan Shiduo, secretary and others laughed in unison.