"Well, yes, I sent a white Iveco to pick you up, the license plate number is..."

In about half a minute, Wang Ai hung up the phone, and Lin Long couldn't suppress his excitement: "He really wants to come?"

"Don't you listen?" Wang Ai looked at Lin Long strangely, put the phone in his pocket, and turned to Zhang Guang: "Brother Zhang, you have worked hard."

Zhang Guang smiled all over his face: "Okay!"

Wang Ai ordered Marisa who had already got off the car: "You should follow along, his wife should be able to come too, you can accompany her, so that his father won't worry about me kidnapping his son."

Marisa pursed her lips and got into the car again, and the car headed in the direction of the hotel where Barcelona was staying.

Lin Long came to Wang Ai's side: "You have such a big face? It's a big night, and the two of you probably don't know each other well, right?"

Wang Ai walked into the courtyard: "We don't know each other just because we didn't have the chance to be in the same team. In the past, I didn't know Ronaldo well, but we are still friends. I mean it's not friends in the usual sense, but Friends who understand each other, respect each other, and can coordinate some work, understand?"

"You and Messi too?"

"Almost, he has matured a lot these years." Wang Ai didn't want to say deeply, and shook his head and walked into the kitchen: "What's the whole thing? He can't eat spicy food because his mouth is broken, but he can't just drink tea. I'm hungry, I guess he's hungrier than me, and I haven't eaten right now, so it's shameful to come to my house and go back hungry."

Huang Xin looked at Wang Ai: "You really have the ability to say that we are his fans."

"Aren't you?" Wang Ai stared blankly: "Don't talk about you, I am too! I just can't say it. Hurry up, you all give him something to eat, don't worry about me today."

"Are you really his fan?" Leoni leaned against the door frame disapprovingly.

Wang Ai walked over and picked Leoni's chin: "Real Madrid played very dirty today. If I only have his physique, I can't guarantee that I can be so tenacious."

Shi Wenjun sneered at the side: "You? You will probably avoid it, anyway, it's not a national competition, right?"

Wang Ai smiled: "Really? My health is valuable, and my wisdom is profound."

Lin Long outside the kitchen listened silently to Wang Ai's self-deprecation, but he also felt that it was really possible to do so with Wang Ai's shrewdness.

Shi Wenjun saw Lin Long's expression and shook his head: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he is a clever guy with all kinds of tricks. The core players should not only have statistics, but also be able to withstand the game. Only when they can bear it can they be trusted. , being trusted by the club, sponsors, and fans is related to everything about a player. He is lucky enough to grow into a big man, and he is not very afraid of infringement, otherwise he is as timid as a mouse and short-sighted!"

Wang Ai let out a "haha", and Leoni walked into the kitchen with her sleeves rolled up: "Let me think about it, I read an interview with him and said what he likes to eat, by the way, do you want healthy ones?"

"Of course, if it's healthy and delicious, he can discipline himself now."

Half an hour later, a bulletproof Iveco drove quietly in the night and stopped at the door of Wang Ai's house.

Seeing the headlights, Wang Ai took Leoni to the door in a hurry and opened the door with his own hands. Messi and Antonella just opened the door and got off the car.

Wang Ai opened his arms and smiled all over his face: "Leo, Antonella!"

The fatigue on Messi's face has not dissipated, and he also showed a gentle and restrained smile at this time: "King."

After all, the two embraced, then Wang Ai and Antonella shook hands, pointed to Leonie and said, "This is my college classmate and my current manager."

Messi nodded: "I know, Manager Leonie."

Leoni shook hands with him: "When the doctor sent out the invitation, I blamed him for being so sudden. I didn't expect you to come."

Messi was a little shy and just smiled, but Antonella explained: "I have nothing to do with Leo. In fact, Leo has always wanted to talk to the doctor, but he didn't have a chance. Today is just right."

Wang Ai stepped aside and said, "Please."

Everyone walked into the grassy front yard together. Wang Ai pointed to the house and introduced: "My house has three floors above ground and one floor underground. My family and I are on the third floor. My guard is on the first floor and my assistant is on the second floor. The gym In the basement, the restaurant is on the first floor."

With that said, Wang Ai opened the door in person and led Messi and his wife to visit the building. The male guards and the female guards all watched, Messi was a little nervous, let alone said anything, just laughed, Antonella was better and nodded frequently with everyone. Seeing that the guards were just curious and liked but didn't come up to ask for autographs or group photos, the two relaxed a little.

When they arrived at the quiet backyard and sat down under the tree not far from the swimming pool, the couple breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Ai smiled and said: "Don't look at them living with me for years and even training with me, but they are all your fans, my agent, assistant, all of them, just like Antonella said, always No chance. But these guys are secretly putting pressure on me, you know, when living in a group, sometimes the collective will is irresistible, so I have to ask you to come over and let them see."

"Really?" Messi finally spoke, and said with interest: "Why aren't they your fans?"

Wang Ai spread his hands: "It was the same at the beginning, but it's not rare after a long time."

Messi smiled: "Yes, it is difficult to maintain a superstar status in life."

Wang Ai agreed: "That is, they will probably know me again and respect me again when you come here. By the way, do you want me to go to your house and teach your guards?"

"Okay." Messi laughed: "Next time you go to Barcelona, ​​you must come to my house."

Leoni smiled at the side without saying a word, just looking at the person who was actually quite unfamiliar, she became familiar with Wang Ai's few words.

At this moment, there was a "glance" at the dark place next to the tree, which attracted several people to turn their heads to look at it at the same time. Wang Ai beckoned, and Xiao Hua slipped to Wang Ai's feet, looking at Messi and his wife. Wang Ai bent down and picked up the cat: "This second generation cat of my family adopted its father when it was in Milan, and its father brought its mother from outside when it arrived in Munich, and it was born when it arrived in Manchester. It's three years old now."

With that said, Wang Ai gently put the little flower in the hands of Antonella whose eyes were already shining brightly. Messi also went up and touched a couple of hands with interest, and was licked by Xiaohua. Wang Ai said "wow": " What a lucky girl, you actually kissed Messi!"

Several people laughed, Xiaohua seemed to be frightened, jumped off Antonella's lap, and ran to a tree beside her.

"What to drink?" Wang Ai pointed to a pile of drinks on the coffee table.

"It's all right." Messi replied simply.

"Drink some herbal tea." Wang Ai picked up the Red Bull jar and poured four cups: "Is the injury in your mouth okay?"

Messi smiled slightly in surprise: "It doesn't matter."