Wang Bin did not participate in the discussion about the Golden Globe Awards, nor did he play with Ai Xiaoqing with his two grandsons, but read with great interest the article that his son was about to submit to the "China Sports News".Originally, it was a task given by Yan Shiduo, but Wang Ai became interested when he wrote it, probably because Xu Qinglian was still working hard, making the third floor of the house more like a study room.In short, the small essay that was originally expected to be two or three thousand words was finally made by 12,000.And to be able to write so much, it is naturally worth writing so much.But not long after the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, Wang Ai didn't know if it was appropriate for him to throw out this big paper at this time, so he dragged the delivery date to the present, in front of his father, and let his father give him a palm.Wang Bin watched it for a long time, and the two grandsons who watched it were tired of running outside, and they only put it down when they ran back and sat in Ai Xiaoqing's arms together, except for Xu Qinglian who accompanied Shi Wenjun upstairs to see Wang Hong's makeup, the family's conversation automatically stopped.Wang Bin pushed more than 20 pages to Ai Xiaoqing, and rubbed his brows: "Reluctantly, I read a rough idea, thanks to the fact that what you wrote is still relatively popular."
But there are some things I don't understand yet, and what you mean is your own experience, isn't it?
”Seeing Wang Ai nodding, Wang Bin was even more puzzled: "Then since it is your own experience, why do you write so much?"
Seven major aspects, covering a bit too wide, right?
With your status, it seems a little inappropriate. ”Ai Xiaoqing raised her head when she heard this: "Why is it inappropriate?"
My son has two master's degrees and two doctorates. ”Wang Bin laughed: "But there is no physical education." ”Ai Xiaoqing thought about it when she heard it, nodded and continued to read.Wang Bin continued: "In the field of sports, you are just a pure athlete, not even a coach.Oh, you can also say that you are an expert, but you are only an expert in the youth department of the Football Association, and this is due to your excellent athletic performance on the one hand, and on the other hand, on the basis of your previous scattered articles.But this time, you've posted a big article.I'm not familiar with sports, but since you've written so many things, there must be some problems in so many aspects, right?
”Wang Ai nodded, and Wang Bin also nodded: "That is, you want to point fingers at many areas in the sports world?"
Why?
I don't think Deputy Director Yan will encourage you to go to war with the sports academic community. ”"It's not that serious, is it?"
Wang Ai laughed: "If it is my personal experience, then I can write wherever I want, and say whatever I see."
I didn't name my name, if I changed it, and if I didn't, I encouraged it. ”Wang Bin shook his head when he heard this, and looked at Leonie: "Xiao Lei, what is your purpose?"
”Leonie's eyes rolled back and forth between the father and son of the Wang family, and Ai Xiaoqing, who was still reading the article over there, didn't raise her head: "Say it happily, don't be naughty." ”Leonie just grinned: "It's not the end of the year, and the Golden Globe Awards don't have us, so we can use this thing to consolidate our momentum in China." ”Wang Bin nodded clearly: "Oh, that's the case......
Well, that's fine.Although the scope is large, they are all in the sports circle.Although there is a lot of content, there are no sensitive topics.If you're willing to quarrel with a bunch of coaches, then whatever you want, your superiors won't have any ideas. ”As he was talking, Xu Qinglian and Shi Wenjun came downstairs together, and when they saw that everyone was discussing the manuscript, they were also interested, so they took out their masterpiece from the suitcase and walked to Wang Bin: "Uncle, can you take a look?"
”Wang Bin subconsciously sat upright, looking at the manuscript written on the thick cover of Xu Qinglian's hand with "The Management System of Private Manufacturing Enterprises under the Socialist Market Economy System in the New Century", and hesitated a little: "Qinglian, this, you know me, I am a high school student, there is something ...... this" Wang Bin pointed to the cover: "You are not writing a textbook, right?"
”"No, there's still 30% left to be done.""
And 30%?"
Wang Bin pointed to the manuscript in surprise: "How many words are this?"
”"The word count will be cut later."
Xu Qinglian sat opposite Wang Bin: "Now it mainly contains a lot of my thinking process, and the final draft can be deleted, just leave the process of argumentation." ”"How many words is the final draft?""
Hundreds of thousands."
Xu Qinglian still smiled: "It's not much, it's about the amount of a doctoral dissertation." ”Wang Bin took a breath of cool air: "I think it's okay, but I'm afraid I'm afraid it's wrong to ask me for advice." ”Xu Qinglian put the manuscript in Wang Bin's hand with a smile: "You are a well-known entrepreneur, an entrepreneur who has explored and explored a set of successful models in practice.To a large extent, my manuscript is based on the practical explorations of you and my Aunt Ai, with some theoretical refinement and extension. ”When Wang Bin opened the manuscript with respect for his knowledge and read a few pages, he found that the content was very chaotic, and there was only a structure, but some of the structures were large and some were small.Dozens of pages of large ones have not been written, and small ones are only half a page or even a few sentences, which shows that the author really fills in according to a standardized framework, but some parts think more and some parts think less.Moreover, there are repetitions between the front and back, and it is really an unfinished manuscript."
Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, don't look at that first, look at your daughter's first."
Wang Bin distributed part of the manuscript to Ai Xiaoqing: "I feel that our daughter has done a big thing. ”Huang Xin made fun on the side: "I have been doing it for more than three months, and I forgot to sleep and eat, and even changed my hairstyle, but I think it is troublesome to wash my long hair." ”"What about you?"
Ai Xiaoqing looked up at Huang Xin and smiled: "It's like a handsome queen." ”Huang Xin's face turned red: "......
Hmm, the individual obeys the collective?
”Ai Xiaoqing smiled and waved his hand: "Come on, let's study together, and you Wenjun, you can also come and see, you are all experienced in multiple management positions, and you have your own set of ideas about management, let's go to the staff together." ”Wang Ai's manuscript was ignored, so he put it away and prepared to go to the General Administration of Sports tomorrow to find Deputy Director Yan to hand over the task, and when he was optimistic, Wang Ai would naturally send an email to the editorial department to send an electronic version.When he finished cleaning up and went downstairs, he also took some of Xu Qinglian's manuscripts and read them.In the past few months, as long as Xu Qinglian entered the study, after immersing herself in the academic ocean, she had no time to restrain her innate aura, so no one disturbed both adults and children, even Wang Ai would not be careless.This manuscript is Xu Qinglian's "compensation" to Wang Ai's family for three years of escaping marriage, and it is also the painful experience after she witnessed Huang Xin and Leonie discussing things with her own eyes and she almost couldn't interject, and it is also the culmination of her study by Wang Ai's side for many years, personally creating the light of Milan and thinking at the grassroots level for three years.