Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, then understood, lowered his head and smiled for a while, then raised his head again, looking directly at the old leader. The old man was a little uncomfortable at Wang Ai's cute eyes, and waved his hand: "Okay, I know your situation. Your current situation is that after you have crossed the limit, the sky is wide, the sea is wide, and the clouds are layered. , so you're a little restless, a little eager to find new targets."

Wang Ai shook his head, stood up, turned twice, came back and sat down again: "I used to live in the process of various goals, one after another, and now I have no goals, so I feel guilty. From a horizontal perspective, Maradona, Pele to I'm at the end of this stage and have no goals, but I don't want to be like them. I want to have new goals to strive for. I'm only 26, and it will take at least five or six years to retire. I don't want to waste this time. Duan Nianhua. If there is no goal, there will be no struggle. Although I may repeat the past, isn't it a waste of time? I feel that I can still improve and rise, but I need to know what to do to be the best for the country. favorable."

The old man listened to Wang Ai's statement quietly, looked at the sincere expression of the tall, widely-publicized superstar opposite, and nodded lightly: "Business organizations usually do not interfere, especially It is someone like you who stands at the forefront of history. Instead, the organization needs to listen to your professional opinions. But I firmly believe that there is no limit to struggle. As long as you want to struggle, there are countless jobs and countless needs in the motherland. As for you can finally find What, what is determined, it is not forced by the organization, but it is always ready to help you.”

Seeing Wang Ai frown slightly, the old man shook his head helplessly. The young man on the opposite side is good at everything, but he is impatient and can't listen to official words. He insists that you make things clear, clear, and can't be vague at all, otherwise he will be restless.

But this is not surprising. Those who are engaged in academics, especially those who are serious about academics, have a disposition in this regard. Because academically, there can be no ambiguity at all, otherwise it will be all wrong.

Thinking of this, the old man had to make his words a little clearer: "Have you heard of the Silk Road?"

"Huh? I've heard of it, xj, Gansu, Yumenguan."

The old man shook his head: "You have time to check it out. The leader just proposed a concept called 'One Belt, One Road'. This is the country's macro strategy for the next stage of foreign affairs, and it may be related to your work."

"Ah~" Wang Ai was stunned, and even let out a long voice.

"If you think of anything, don't rush to make a decision. The country itself is still further researching and judging, and things are still in the early stage. But I analyzed that there will be a place for you. You may not think of it at that time, and the country may take the initiative to find you. In short, We are a developing country, and there are still many things and areas that are lacking. And even in some cutting-edge fields, such as your football, is there no room for improvement? I remember the stone ball and the overhead curve ball in your football skills. After this technology, you haven't moved for many years, right?" The old leader stood up and took his coat and hat: "A period of loneliness after the breakthrough is inevitable, but I promise, it won't be very long. Don't say that you have The enthusiasm for fighting for the country and dedicating to the country is just not there, as, um, an excellent Chinese son and daughter, the times will push you to do it."

"Okay, I understand." Wang Ai also stood up: "Can you have dinner at my house? I invite you privately. As my elder, let the children and family members be familiar with you."

The old man pondered and shook his head: "Forget it, let's look for opportunities in the future."

After finishing speaking, the old man walked away, Wang Ai didn't dare to force him and had to follow him, Xu Qinglian also came out after hearing the movement. When he walked to the gate, the old man suddenly turned his head and smiled: "I heard that your family has a new baby milk powder for idiots, can you get me some?"

Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "That's not easy? It's my own property!"

Xu Qinglian accompanied the old leader at the door, and Wang Ai hurried back and came back with a large net bag containing seven or eight cans of infant milk powder, and asked, "Do you have a grandson?"

The old man took the milk powder with a smile, and did not let Wang Ai send the car. After he went out, an ordinary Audi slowly drove in front of him. The driver was a secretary-like person.

The car went away, Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian walked back side by side, seeing that there was no one left or right, Xu Qinglian secretly patted Wang Ai's hand: "Corrupted?"

Wang Ai shook his head: "How is it possible? These two or three hundred dollars are not worth it at all. Based on our relationship, he really wants to open his mouth. What do I count as hundreds of thousands of dollars? Besides, he is retired and has no job and no power. No one can ask him anything."

"What do you mean? Do you really have grandchildren? That's not right, how come they are still a bit short of milk powder at that level?"

"I don't know, I don't understand." Wang Ai shook his head: "The old leader has been fighting foreigners all his life on the diplomatic front, and he has a lot of heart..."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai suddenly stopped and looked ahead: "Maybe, it's taking cover."

"Cover?" Xu Qinglian stared, "For you? Your relationship?"

"I don't know." Wang Ai shook his head: "Next time... sigh, I can't help it, it's not suitable for me to go anywhere with my reputation, maybe it's best to come to my house, forget it later. I'm on the plane at night, you really don't want to accompany me. I'm going back to England?"

"Didn't you agree?"

"It's agreed, but when I think about it, I'm a little reluctant."

"Hey! The child is pregnant with you, why are you lying to me?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Qinglian didn't wait for Wang Ai to talk, made a face and jumped away, anxious Wang Ai was busy shouting behind, but she didn't even care.

At dinner, Wang Bin finally came back and had a simple meal with his son's family. After the meal, the father and son talked, and Wang Ai pulled the suitcase and went out with Leoni. The two sons and the first daughter did not spend much time with Wang Ai during this period of time, so what did they say to the father on another 10,000-mile expedition: I love to walk!

Similarly, Wang Ai, who didn't spend much time together other than blood and family, didn't have much parting feelings for the children. Instead, he explained to Xu Qinglian, Huang Xin, and Shi Wenjun again and again.

"Why don't you kiss your child like me?" In the van driven by Qian Ziqiang, Leoni was next to Wang Ai.

"A generation has a generation, and I will be responsible for raising them, teaching them to be adults, and not to take crooked ways. In the future, they will have to live their lives by themselves. I don't want to create a big feudal family or something. Something like that. So, my focus is on each other, our peers."

"Hey, cold-blooded!"