God of Sprint

Chapter 133 Accepting the Little Prince’s Invitation

Chapter 113: Accepting the Little Prince’s Invitation

After Zhao Yun told the three about Prince Mohammed's banquet, the three fell into deep thought as they listened to Zhao Yun's words. None of them answered Zhao Yun immediately.

Wang Zijie spoke first, "I think we should handle this issue more cautiously. It's their private matter for them to invite whoever they want.

But your status is different now. You have been on Yandu TV news many times. Before the competition a while ago, the secretary came to me and talked to me. He said that you must run well this time and try to win as many gold medals as possible! The State Sports General Administration is ready to support you and make you a new sports idol.

He said to try to win as many gold medals as possible, which is three. After all, you have already won two in the World Championships, and the maximum you can win is three. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would feel psychological pressure.

Now that something like this has suddenly happened, we don’t know what the current foreign policy between our country and Qatar will be like. If something goes wrong, you may be dug up by someone with ulterior motives and fall into an unimaginable abyss. So I think it’s better for us to be cautious.”

"Well! What you said makes sense. What should I do now? Should I reject him directly?" Zhao Yun felt deeply scared after hearing this. After all, if something is involved in politics, there will be no small problem.

"Don't feel too stressed. Rejecting him will definitely have some impact on your future competitions. After all, you still have to come to this place. Now we should make preparations for both situations, but all the prerequisites must be contacted and reported to the General Administration of Sports first!"

"Okay! When I get back, I'll report it and see what the Sports General Administration's attitude is!"

After the vehicle arrived at the hotel, Zhao Yun did not return to his residence

Zhao Yun called the representative of the General Administration of Sports and told him about the incident. The representative heard that it was not a big deal. If there was any problem, it was just Zhao Yun's own business. If there was any problem in the future, it would not be their business. So he was unwilling to contact the leader of the General Administration and told Zhao Yun to talk about it in the morning.

Zhao Yun felt helpless when he saw him like this, and then he thought of his mentor and called Zhang Xinhua, the director of admissions at Yandu University. After all, if he had problems in the future, it would affect the reputation of the school.

It was past three in the morning in China, and Zhang Xinhua was sleeping soundly when the phone rang. His wife said reluctantly, "Who is it? Why are you calling me at this time?"

He turned on the light, picked up Zhang Xinhua's phone from the bedside table and looked at it, then nudged Zhang Xinhua who was still in a daze. "Old Zhang, it's Zhao Yun calling!"

"Who?" Lao Zhang said vaguely.

"Zhao Yun!"

"Hmm!" He was about to ignore her, but he sat up instantly. Then he reached out and answered the phone. He knew Zhao Yun was playing in Qatar, so it wouldn't be a problem if he called now.

"Hey!"

"Director Zhang, it's me, Zhao Yun. I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I have an emergency right now. You have to help me contact the secretary!"

"What's the matter? Speak slowly! Explain clearly!"

Zhao Yun told Director Zhang about the situation here, and then told him the coach's analysis.

"Okay! I understand! Don't worry, take a rest, I'll contact you!"

"Okay, thank you, Director Zhang."

"What's wrong? What happened to Zhao Yun?" Zhang Xinhua's wife was no longer sleepy.

"Nothing? Go to sleep first. You have classes tomorrow!"

Zhang Xinhua picked up the phone and went to the study room. After thinking for a while, he called the secretary of Yandu University. Zhang Xinhua is now the deputy secretary, vice president and director of the admissions office of Yandu University. If it were someone else, who would dare to call so early? After all, he is a ministerial leader.

"Hello! What's wrong with Director Zhang?" a voice came from the phone.

"Secretary, I have something to report to you. I wanted to call you at dawn, but it seems a little too late."

After Zhang Xinhua finished speaking, the secretary was silent for a moment.

"Okay! I get it. It's okay. It's not a big deal! I'll just call Zhao Yun later!"

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yun was sleeping soundly when the phone rang. Zhao Yun quickly picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Secretary!"

"Yes! Zhao Yun is still resting."

"No, I'm waiting for your call!"

"Yeah! I read your report. Great! You won three gold medals. You have a promising future!"

"I will continue to work hard to lead."

"Okay! You can go there tomorrow. You don't have to wait for the Sports General Administration to reply. It's okay. We don't have anything to do with them right now! But remember not to make random promises during dinner! If you need anything, just contact me again. You don't have to ask Director Zhang to be the intermediary."

"Okay! Thank you, leader!" Zhao Yun's heart finally settled down.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yun put the phone down and fell asleep peacefully.

He slept until nine o'clock in the morning, when Mohammed called and told him that he had sent someone over.

After Mohammed's men arrived at the hotel, they taught Zhao Yun some meeting etiquette.

At nearly eleven o'clock, the representative from the General Administration of Sports called and said that the leader said it was okay and he could go without worry. Zhao Yun nodded repeatedly against his will to thank the other party.

It's already eleven o'clock, and I've already put the money in my trouser pocket, and you just called me. You're a real talent!

The little prince's men drove and took Zhao Yun to the little prince's residence.

There are many trees around the white house. It is said that the wealth of a person in Qatar is measured by how many trees there are in his house. After all, water is more expensive than oil in this country.

The little prince actually came to the door to greet Zhao Yun, which made Zhao Yun flattered. What kind of status and position did he have to be able to do this? Zhao Yun got off the car and ran two steps to Mohammed's side, and stretched out his hand while running.

This is human nature. As long as people with status and position show a little kindness, the people below them will be surprised and feel that they are being flattered. However, if people at the bottom of society try their best to help others, they will also be accused of trying to curry favor.

After the two men shook hands deeply, reporters at the scene took photos of them quickly.

Then the prince took Zhao Yun home.

When he arrived at the prince's house, Zhao Yun realized what a real rich man was. The golden beams and jade pillars were no exaggeration. There were also many trees, swimming pools and other things in the yard.

After following the prince into the house, Zhao Yun was amazed when he saw the furnishings and arrangements inside.

Zhao Yun felt like he was living in a dream. When he used to eat sour jujubes and herd cattle in the mountains, he never dared to imagine that he would come to the home of the prince of Qatar!

"Please take a seat my friend. I hope you will enjoy the lunch I prepared today."

"Thank you! Prince!" People treat you as a friend, if you treat him as a friend, you are an idiot.

Following Mohammed's order, the dishes were served one by one. Zhao Yun was dazzled by the variety of seafood, all in astonishing quantities.

As an athlete, you should try to eat less seafood, after all, this thing can cause stroke and excessive body acidity. But Zhao Yun couldn't refuse! He could only taste it carefully as he was told.

"Brother! I have an idea. Do you agree?" Mohammed said while eating king crab sticks.