Wang Yi recommended some Chinese food to Messi, and Messi nodded. "Let's go now."
That evening, Wang Yi took Messi to Chinatown, where they ate Chinese soup dumplings and wontons.
Messi couldn't stop praising the taste of the two snacks.
They talked about a lot of things over dinner.
Wang Yi told him how he'd loved soccer as a child and how he'd admired Messi.
Messi was surprised. "I'm truly honored. I love basketball too. Ever since I first heard about someone scoring 28 points in five minutes, I've been following your news. You're an incredible guy."
"You just worked a miracle with that curveball today. I'm sure that by the time you retire, you'll be the greatest player in basketball history."
Wang Yi smiled faintly and nodded. "I hope you're right."
By the time they finished eating, it was past midnight.
Afterward, they went their separate ways.
Wang Yi sat in the car, a faint smile on his face the whole time.
He looked like a young girl who'd just confessed her feelings and been accepted.
Mitchell, who was driving, glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "Boss, tonight was a sweet one."
"Sure was."
After saying goodbye to Messi, Wang Yi and his family spent another two days in Orlando before flying back to Sacramento.
That day, just after Wang Yi finished his midday training and returned home, Sister Luo called him. "Wang, I have some good news. The Dragon Drink you invested in is about to go public."
Wang Yi was taken aback.
Only then did he remember that he'd once invested in a beverage company, which had later named its product Dragon Drink.
He'd barely paid any attention to it in the years since making the investment. He hadn't expected it to be on the