Wang Yi had the principal arrange lunch, which sent everyone into fits of laughter.
But the principal said, "All right, I'll arrange it. With everything your son's accomplished, I'd gladly arrange one meal for you—not just that, I'd happily feed you for a year, or even ten."
They were all former national-team players, veterans of an older generation who had played the game for the love of it.
Back then, playing basketball hadn't earned them much money.
They had only one goal: to bring honor to China.
And now, Wang Yi had achieved honors without precedent.
That was what the older generation of players had most wanted to see.
When the coaches in the same office heard the principal offer to arrange a meal for Wang Jianhua, they all shook their heads. "A few years ago, the big thing was showing off your dad. Now it's the other way around—you show off your son. If I had a son like that, I wouldn't just ask the principal to arrange a meal for me. I'd ask him to wash my feet."
"I'd have the principal scrub my back."
"I'd have him do my laundry, cook for me, warm my bed, and rub my shoulders."
"If the principal doesn't mind, I'll stop flushing after I use the bathroom. He can take care of that too."
They were old teammates who had once struggled side by side, so their banter got more and more outrageous.
The principal didn't mind their cheek at all.
"Anyway, after we win the championship this year, I'll treat the whole school to a big meal."
Wang Jianhua shook his head. "I'll treat the whole school. Whoever's son it is, he can pay. Principal, you just treat us old friends to a good drinking session."
The principal nodded. "Actually,