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Vol 8 Chapter 698: False cloudy day (8)

"Yes." Wang Ai looked over Huang Xin's shoulder at the sunset outside the window: "I am also cruel."

"As the head of the family, how can the mother-in-law and the mother stand still? Okay, let's go have dinner, I guess everything is ready."

The two came out of the room together. As expected, the restaurant was filled with laughter. From a distance, Leonie could be heard bragging about her experience as a secretary.

At eight o'clock at night, Wang Ai put the children to sleep and pressed the two new mothers in the bedroom: "I will be back in less than two months. Don't worry. Just be good."

Huang Xin and Kang Si carried their luggage respectively and took the security guards who had returned from vacation to board the car. Soon they arrived at the airport and looked at the quiet Textile Girl in the night sky. A month and a half later, the plane was not there yet. As the "saint phenomenon" subsided and was forgotten by people, the International Health Organization wanted to award it, many wealthy people called to ask if they could collect it, and the Aviation Administration awarded the crew of this aircraft the title of "Hero Crew"...

And Wang Ai, who is responsible for all this, is still mentioned and discussed a lot by people from time to time. For example, a reporter wrote a blockbuster article a few days ago, claiming that after careful calculation, Wang Ai actually supported actual projects across Europe in early April. The expenditure was not 300 million euros, but 700 million euros, because Wang Ai got a discount when buying medicines from Sinopharm Group.

"We can't let the king brag about himself!"

However, this malicious report aroused ridicule from netizens. One is that Wang Ai never said how much money he spent, and the other is that 300 million and 700 million are both astronomical figures.

"Marca"'s Martin forwarded a comment: "How much it cost is just a number. The point is that at that time, someone came from the other side of Eurasia to help us!"

Wang Ai stared at the silhouette of the female textile worker in a daze for a moment, then quietly boarded the plane, took out her phone and called her parents, thought about it, and called Lao Gao again. The phone was on and the plane had already taken off.

The Madrid airport was as "depressed" as the Beijing airport. The female textile worker landed quickly. Under the guidance of the enthusiastic staff, Wang Ai and his team took out the nucleic acid test certificate, measured their body temperature, and were reminded to quarantine at home for half a month. Then walked out of the airport.

Qian Ziqiang and Zhang Guangkailai arrived at Iveco's house a day in advance. Everyone filed up and drove quietly on the streets of Madrid. In the past, you could see pedestrians passing by even in the middle of the night, but now it is equally deserted.

"By the way, Real Madrid said that the Bernabeu is under renovation and the next games of this season will be played at the Di Stefano Stadium." Kangs reminded Wang Ai.

"Yeah, I thought of it." Wang Ai nodded: "Renovation is on the one hand, but mainly because the Bernabeu is too big and there are no fans. The cost of using the Bernabeu is too high."

"That's right." Kangsi looked out the window: "It's a pity."

"What's a pity? We've had it at the Bernabeu for four and a half years."

"I mean, if you really help Real Madrid regain their glory, you can't do it at the Bernabeu."

"Are you stupid? The final wasn't at the Bernabeu?"

"Huh? Oh, hehe."

Talking and laughing all the way to the door of the house, Qian Ziqiang had turned on the lights in the house before coming out, dispelling the melancholy in the hearts of everyone who had traveled a long way, and countless interesting things that happened in this house came back to their minds.

"Has the water been released into the backyard swimming pool?" Wang Ai walked into the yard and asked.

"The plastic sheet has been removed, and the water is waiting for you to put it in." Zhang Guang said with a smile.

"Hey, how did you know that I like to watch sex?"

"Because every time the water is released, you squat on the side and watch, and you don't leave until it is full."

Huang Xin also joined in the fun: "He loved playing with water when he was a child."

"Really? Why didn't I know?" Wang Ai asked curiously.

"That's because you forgot." Huang Xin smoothed her hair in the night breeze: "Once I went to your house and found that you had placed two large basins in the middle of the living room, filled with various glass bottles, and you still said hello I'm playing together."

"Hey, that's strange to say. I still don't understand what's so fun about that."

Wang Ai said "Ah" full of memories: "Under the sun, the clean and transparent glass bottle and the clean and pure water, whether filling or pouring, gave me a holy feeling. The water splashed drop by drop, and even See a little bit of the rainbow.”

"No wonder you got water all over the floor. I have to wipe it for you every time."

Wang Ai walked into the house happily with his hands behind his back, as if he had gone back to more than 20 years ago.

The men and women started working together, and soon the small amount of dust in the room was cleared away, and everyone quickly fell asleep.

Because the trip back this time was short and it was not time for Xiaohua to be separated from the children, Xiaohua and Sanhua were left at BJ. Anyway, Xiaohua adapted very well, and Sanhua actually felt better after two months of torture.

As soon as it was dawn, the supermarket delivery person came. It turned out that the business was not good, but the supermarket person became more diligent. He heard that a big customer was coming, so he came early. I heard that the person who ordered it was Wang Ai, and I met Wang Ai and said a lot of thanks.

When the epidemic was severe, almost all employees in this supermarket were infected. Fortunately, they survived thanks to the Chinese herbal medicine sent by Wang Ai.

"No, no." Wang Ai smiled and waved his hand: "I just happened to catch it."

"It may not be a big deal to you, but it is a matter of life and death to us." The supermarket employee asked the boss for instructions and discounted anything.

Wang Ai had no choice but to go back to the house and get two signed jerseys as gifts to the people in the supermarket.

"The next work will be difficult." Anna looked at the grains and vegetables on the ground distressedly: "What do European fans think of you? Should we promote it as a Saint or a super giant?"

Wang Ai bent down to clean up and said: "It's still super big. I guess reporters will come to see me soon after the news of my return spreads. I'll accept an interview to clarify it."

"How good is a saint? If the saint doesn't come, the saint is the only one." Anna smiled.

"No." Wang Ai quickly shook his head: "You can't get involved in this cause and effect, let alone my faith, my country, and even those things in religion. I don't want to touch it. If I meet an extreme religious lunatic, I will be in danger. ”

Anna nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, this is easy to happen here. The more holy you are, the more people want to kill you and the stronger the motivation. It's better not to get involved."

In the morning, Wang Ai tried the Internet and had a video chat with the team members of the college. The college is also on vacation now, but there are people on duty. The team members are not on duty, but they still need to maintain daily contact at home, especially Wang Ai. Between Ai and Lao Liu.

The Football Association's anti-corruption campaign has not stopped with the epidemic, but is continuing to deepen and expand. It happens that the epidemic is under control, so I can't run away even if I want to, so I have to hold on tight.

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