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Chapter 469 The general manager of the whole league is crazy!(1/2)

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Just as the Suns left the United Center, the general managers of other teams had received news from the media that the Suns might trade K. This news directly drove them crazy.

"What?"

In Los Angeles, when Jerry West received the news, Jerry Buss, who had just prepared to go to sleep, felt his heart almost beat out of his chest, and his breathing became rapid.

"Jerry, contact the Suns right away, no matter what the cost, even if you pack Damn and Tim Duncan," he said excitedly.

"We've already called. Colangelo Jr.'s and Colangelo Sr.'s cell phones are both turned off," Jerry West said.

"Oh, damn, how could they turn off their phones at this critical moment?" No matter how well-mannered Jerry Buss was, he couldn't help but swear.

There were many people who reacted the same way as him, including Pat Wright of the Heat, the president of the Knicks, etc., and even Jerry Slaw of the Bulls.

Late at night, the Suns came to the nightclub. After a round of drinking, everyone began to enjoy the seductive dance moves of a group of dancers.

Lao Wang was also fully engaged, shouting with everyone, drinking together, commenting on the dancers, and achieving the most complete relaxation from body to spirit.

At the end of a season, he got the best results, AMVP, MVP, FMVP, championship, best first team, best second defense, scoring leader, block leader, rebound leader, 50+ points in two single games in the finals, total

He was the first player in history in terms of points per game in the finals and received many honors. Finally, he was recognized by most media in the finals and became the top player in active service.

This season can be said to be his most rewarding season.

"Old K, what did the reporter say at the press conference just now?" Kevin Johnson, who was sitting next to him, suddenly asked.

Lao Wang shook his head and said: "The general situation is that the shareholders want to reduce expenses, pay dividends, and no longer want to compete for the championship.

The Colangelo family now plans to find a new major shareholder and acquire the shares of those small shareholders. If successful, the team will continue to compete for the championship."

Lightning nodded and understood, but he reminded: "Old K, you'd better pay attention to the situation of the new major shareholder. Don't be like Alexander, the new owner of the Mosaic team. After buying the team, he will only make money by selling tickets for the stars.

.”

Lao Wang nodded. Although he could leave, he would have to start over and would not be able to defend the dynasty. The next two years were crucial. As for two years later, he didn't care.

"What about you? Kevin, you still have a one-year contract next season, do you want to execute it?" he asked.

Lightning nodded and said: "You think I'm you, with a contract of seven million a year, my salary is the highest in these two years in my life. How can I not finish the pension contract? Do you think my contract is taking up space?"

Biquge

"Ha ha……"

Lao Wang laughed loudly, patted Lightning on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's best to fight for another two years. Let's defend the title together and create a dynasty together."

"Dynasty!"

A flash of light flashed in Lightning's eyes.

Who doesn't want this honor? However, his state in this finals is so bad that he will definitely give way to Kidd next season. It doesn't mean much if he is a substitute as a dynasty.

So he shook his head and said: "Forget it, I will retire after next season and go to further study."

Lao Wang nodded and did not try to persuade him again.

Next, the two of them didn't talk about the team anymore, they only focused on the wine and which dancer had the more voluptuous and seductive figure and the better dance moves.



The next day, June 11, the media focused only on one thing, not that the Suns won the championship for the third time, but that Wang Tiejun might be traded.

"Shareholders forced management to trade Old K, and the Suns collapsed!

!”

"If Old K is traded, it will be a tragedy for the small ball market!"

"The two current No. 1 players will be traded, and the NBA will begin a new round of structure."

"Who will the great Sun King, the current and the number one center in history, belong to?"

Countless media outlets are rushing to report the relevant news, and all kinds of news are flying all over the sky.

In the morning, little Colangelo woke up, turned on his cell phone that had been on overnight, and the call came in immediately.

The first call was from Knicks president Dave Chalcot. This guy didn't sleep at all all night, and his eyes were black. He said very enthusiastically and excitedly: "Bryan, dear Bryan, I'm using O'Neal."

In exchange for old K, you can offer other conditions, and I won’t bargain, including Oakley and Alan Houston.”

"Sorry, Mr. Charcot, who told you that we are going to trade Old K? No, we will never trade him, he is our real non-sale product, and we are even planning to build him his own in America West Arena.

Statue."

"What?"

Chacote was dumbfounded. Colangelo hung up the phone and didn't even react.

Over there, little Colangelo had just hung up the phone when another call came in, this time it was Pat Riley.

In Miami, Pat Riley also didn't sleep much all night. He called Colangelo and his son from time to time. Now he finally got through to Colangelo Jr. and quickly shouted on the other end: "Dear Brian,

I'm Pat Riley, and I'll trade the entire team with you for old K. If it's not enough, I can also give you the first-round pick for the next three years."

"Mr. Laili, you have been fooled. The media is talking nonsense. We have never had the idea of ​​trading Old K." Colangelo dealt with it for a while and hung up the phone directly.

"Bang!"

Patelli, who had not rested all night, dropped the phone angrily.

"Sorry, Mr. West, we..."

Then, Colangelo Jr. received another call from Jerry West, and the answer was the same.

When Jerry West heard this, he was extremely disappointed, but he quickly said: "But Brian, we are very sincere. For example, you can consider it. We are willing to use the No. 1 pick and Big Dream to trade for Old K

, I believe Tim Duncan will give you a surprise."

"Tim Duncan? No, Mr. West, we just have old K."

Colangelo Jr. couldn't help but smile bitterly. I don't want the current No. 1 player in active duty. I don't want the old K who has won three championships in five years. I want an uncertain future. Am I crazy?

Next, one call after another came in, and before he left the hotel, his cell phone battery was out of battery.

The same goes for Lance Hoxman. His phone was also being bombarded with calls from either the team's general manager and owner or reporters.

Lao Wang was well prepared. When he was celebrating at the nightclub last night, he turned off his mobile phone and was not harassed.

Since the morning, the news that the Suns may trade Old K has been known to the whole world. The entire Phoenix has gone from the carnival of winning the championship to being shocked. The fans simply cannot believe the news and cannot accept it at all.

"Silly 13 management, if you dare to trade old K, I will blow your head off!"

"Damn shareholders, they must want to trade old K."

"Let's pool the money to sell the team."

"The Colangelo family get out of the Suns!"

Subsequently, all the Suns' external phone calls were blocked by fans, and then a large number of fans surrounded the Suns headquarters, and the big iron gate was almost knocked down by the fans.

There are also a large number of Chinese among them. These people have immigrated or moved here in the past two years. As soon as they settled down, the Suns actually wanted to trade Old K. This shocked them, even in the desert city of Phoenix, if it weren't for

Old K is here, who the hell would come here to settle down? Aren’t big cities like New York and Los Angeles nice?

Therefore, Chinese groups who usually never participate in these demonstrations showed up in large numbers at the Suns headquarters today to demonstrate against the management.

The remaining Suns management could only call the police to help maintain order, and then urgently contacted Colangelo.

"Tell the fans, we can't trade Old K, never." Old Colangelo said firmly.

His attitude was conveyed to the Phoenix fans, which appeased them and temporarily relieved the Suns' crisis.

"Mr. Colangelo, I don't care what method you use, old K must stay in Phoenix." Old Colangelo received a call from Phoenix Mayor Edward Green.

Green told him that if the Suns trade Old K, the city government will cancel all preferential policies and support for the Suns, and the city government will come forward to find a new owner for the Suns to take over the team and expel the Colangelo family.

Suns management.



Chicago, at 11 o'clock in the morning, a group of Suns players were woken up from their beds after a night of partying. They were having breakfast and preparing to leave back to Phoenix.

When he was sitting at the breakfast table, Lao Wang turned on his mobile phone.

As soon as I opened it, the Didi notification sound for text messages kept ringing.

He took a look and saw that they were all celebratory text messages. He sent them back in a group message. Remembering that Zhang Lili and the others were going back to China today and didn't know if they were gone, he quickly made a call.

"Brother Zhang, what time is your flight?"

"Are you up? We are about to get on the plane and we are about to turn off our mobile phones." Zhang Lili said.

"Da Yao and Lao Hu are you together, right?" he asked.

"Yes, they are right here, as well as Cheng Long and the others. Do you want to talk to them?"

"That's not necessary. Brother Zhang, after you return to China, you can take care of the summer camp. As I told you before, select a group of the best people to come and play in the United States," he said.

"Don't worry, I'll do it when I get back to China. I won't miss anything." Zhang Liji said with a smile.

The two chatted for a few words and then ended the phone call.

In fact, Lao Zhang doesn't get much salary as a commentator, and he doesn't get much money including business trip subsidies. It's not as much as a random brother in the martial arts school. Helping him manage the summer camp and getting a sum of money every year is considered a good job.
To be continued...
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