Chapter 60 Godfather and Great Intelligence

Author: 23K Pure Elixir

Chapter 60 Godfather and Great Intelligence

"46 points, 14 assists, 12 rebounds, 2 steals and 1 block. Do you call this level average?"

At the American Airlines Center Arena, the Heat President's Office, Pat Riley pointed at James Jones' nose and cursed.

Jones looked innocent. When Riley was about to put Wu Di in that deal, he did symbolically ask for his opinion.

But if the transaction is not a transaction, the decision is not his.

To put it bluntly, he just recognized Riley's intention to send Wu Di away and said something that made Riley feel good.

"Tonight's opening game, if you perform worse than usual, you're waiting to be cut!"

Riley was getting more and more ruthless as he scolded him. Mad, he was so annoyed!

But he didn't regret trading Wu Di, but he did it too early and lost!

As the president of the Heat, the money he earned came from the team's profit dividends.

So when the deal between Bosh and James was finally negotiated, he sent away the second-place Michael Beasley and Tanhua Wu Di, thus reducing the team's luxury tax expenditure.

The Knight did not take the initiative to ask for the introduction of Wu Di at that time, and he sent Wu Di away almost for free!

He should wait a little longer. If he can wait until today to trade, he can at least get a lot of cash, the kind that starts at least $5 million.

And now some local newspapers have criticized him for not doing the perfect transaction.

It's ridiculous!

He Riley is even the nickname is perfect, and the stupid media is simply unaware of it!

Jones was also depressed, but he wasn't afraid that Riley would really cut him off.

As a famous NBA player with three highs (high IQ, high EQ, and tall), he deeply understands that the reason why he was able to enter Riley's office was definitely not because of his athletic ability.

So Riley's words just said just to vent his emotions, and he did not refute at all.

In fact, let alone Riley scolded him, even if Riley wanted to slap him a few times, he would stick his face over.

The reason why he was depressed was because Wu Di, a damn bastard.

Especially when he thought that he had lost to Wu Di and had ten boxes of Lafite before, and letting Wu Di go to Cleveland was a time when changing directions led to Wu Di's starting opportunity to rise.

His eyes rolled and he said:

"Godfather, at the Knights press conference yesterday, a reporter asked questions about banned drugs, which may really exist."

Riley waved his hand when he heard this, looking impatient:

"How is it possible? You are the pitcher yourself. If Scott is the one, you don't know whether it is true or not?"

Jones shook his head, spread his hands and explained:

"It's not stimulants, but banned drugs like growth hormone."

"The dynamic talent of strength and speed cannot be improved as fast as Wu Di, unless you take medicine."

"Think about it, this is just Wu Di's rookie season. He can already barely fight against Anthony in terms of strength, a player who has just finished his freshman season, and is an Asian..."

Riley narrowed his eyes. He had also been an athlete, and Jones understood as soon as he said it.

And he thought a little deeper. Some time ago, the Knights were hyping up the topic of revenge and found a new medical consultant for Wu Di.

Using banned drugs to accelerate Wu Di's growth and complete revenge, it makes logical sense. As long as it makes sense, no matter whether it is true or false, it will be endless:

"It's you, I'll let the alliance send a drug inspection team to check!"

However, Jones stopped him:

"There is no need to dirty the Godfather's hands. Although the Godfather has a huge influence in the alliance, there are always some villains with ulterior motives who can't stand the Godfather's goodness. If they look for traces and follow the traces, it may be detrimental to the Godfather."

Riley looked at him deeply. He was impatient just now, but Jones's little mouth was really sweet, and he just said that scolding him for being stupid was praised:

"Let's do this, let our ABC's resident reporters question Wu Di for banning and stir up this topic."

"The Godfather is indeed wise. In this way, the media can gain popularity and will only be even more grateful to the Godfather!"

Jones paused and continued:

"However, the alliance's punishment for banned drugs is not serious. Wu Di may still not repent after being punished... I suggest that the godfather describe the previous transaction as the knight named Wu. In order to take care of Wu's emotions, the knight will most likely not deny it, so that the godfather can be invincible..."

"Damn it, do you think Godfather I can't think of this?"

Riley tilted his mouth and waved his hand to signal Jones, a clever man, to get out of here.

He sat down on the wide boss's chair, called his assistant in to arrange the matter, and looked down at the dense surveillance cameras on the computer screen.

Just like the outside world, the huge stadium of the American Airlines Center has long been installed with surveillance without dead corners, and the place where these surveillance is gathered is his office.

He opened the scenes, the Big Three were training and warming up on the field, Haslem was teaching Joel Anthony to practice footsteps, and Spoelstra was preparing tactical materials in the office...

Even the cleaner dozed off in the workshop could see him...

Suddenly, he noticed that in the player's passage, several players were chatting in the corner. He immediately enlarged the picture and put on the monitor headphones...

...

Nike Headquarters, Portland, America

"Gino! We can't wait any longer, we can't wait any longer! Haven't you read today's news? Wu Di has become a phenomenal supernova..."

Pierre said to Nike's global marketing director Gino Fazanotti with an anxious look that for several days, he has been lobbying Fazanotti to raise contract quotations for Wu Di, but his mouth is almost worn out, and Fazanotti still doesn't let go.

"Even Griffin's rookie season only has a contract of $400,000 per year. Why does one Tehwa have to give so much? Pierre, show the confidence of the TOP 1 brand!"

Faisanotti said with his fingers that when Yao Yao renewed his contract in 2003, he issued a four-year, $1.6 million contract.

You should know that in the same year, Nike paid James $89 million for seven years.

"Wu is now a man who sets a new record, and he is different from before..."

"It's just a rookie record. The Cavaliers' hot chicken lineup, Scott is so proud of it. It's not easy to clear the data with good luck! The price of 9 million is already very good. The poor guy who can't even afford an agent. Has he seen so much money?"

Pierre gritted his teeth and looked at the unmoved Faisanoti, and had to take out two more printed photos and said:

"I spent a lot of money to get it. Adidas is already preparing to offer Wu 25 million for 5 years, and Under Armour is even higher, 30 million for 5 years!"

Faisanotti frowned suddenly, and he looked at the photo in Pierre's hand and finally realized the seriousness of the problem:

"Damn it, is the money all blown by the wind? Why are these two scums more than our budget!"

Seeing his appearance, Pierre complained:

"If you agreed to my quotation of $20 million in four years, maybe Wu is already ours..."

Faisanotti's nose whipped, and finally recalled the accountability he suffered after the Yaoyao incident.

Although that incident did not affect his position in the company in the end, it was still quite uncomfortable to be scolded by the boss.

He stroked his beard and said:

"5 years, 30 million, exclusive signature shoe contract, no more! If you can't sign it, it's your responsibility!"

Pierre was overjoyed, thought about it and asked again:

"Can you sign Air Jordan? Wu Junlang's look is very suitable for Air Jordan's style."

Fazanotito elbow thought for a moment and said:

"Then you have to discuss it with Mr. Jordan. He did not agree to non-All-Star players wearing AJ..."

Seeing this, Pierre fought for:

"But he broke Chamberlain's record, it was only a matter of time before he became an All-Star. I suggest you seek Mr. Jordan's opinion immediately..."

"I'll try, but it doesn't necessarily work..."
Chapter completed!