Wang Tiejun thought for a while and said: "Brother Zhang, help me bring money back first and install a landline phone for my home. I want to build a big house for my home, buy a car, and a big color TV..."
"As long as I have money, this won't be a problem. When I return to China this time, I can just bring a big color TV back with me." Zhang Lili promised, patting his chest.
"Okay, I'll give you the money before you leave."
Wang Tiejun nodded and warned, "No corruption is allowed. It's not easy for me to make money."
"Get out!"
Zhang Lili laughed and cursed.
That night, Zhang Lili was so excited that he didn't sleep much.
After coming to the United States for more than four years, he finally had the opportunity to engage in a formal basketball job. He never expected that he would gain so much from a trip to Phoenix.
On the morning of January 2, 1993, the two found a lawyer and signed a formal trainer employment contract.
"Ha ha……"
Zhang Lili looked at the contract in his hand and smiled so hard that his face broke.
"I will leave for China the day after tomorrow. Do you have a game tonight?" he asked after collecting the contract.
"Yes, we will play the Timberwolves at home." Wang Tiejun said.
"The Timberwolves are far worse than the Suns..."
When Zhang Lili said this, he changed his subject and said: "Tie Jun, please get me a ticket."
"What?"
Wang Tiejun is about to jump. The tickets are very expensive, okay?
"I'm running errands for you, why can't you be more generous? A ticket to the top of the mountain is also fine, at most twenty or thirty dollars." Zhang Lili said angrily.
Wang Tiejun thought for a while and said: "Let me see if I can bring you in. You can squeeze in the players' tunnel. It will cost a lot to buy a ticket!"
"You brat, change your name to Wang Grandet Tiejun!" Zhang Lili rolled his eyes and cursed.
At noon, Wang Tiejun took Zhang Lili to the training base. He still drove Zhang Lili's car and burned Zhang Lili's fuel.
"Tiejun, you have to buy a car, right? It's hard to move without a car in the United States!" Zhang Lili complained after getting out of the car.
"You can buy it, I can't drive." Wang Tiejun said with a smile.
"You can give me money," Zhang Li said.
"Then I'd better ride a bicycle. It's only ten minutes and I can still exercise my physical fitness." Wang Tiejun said quickly.
"..."
Zhang Lili was speechless. This employer was too stingy.
"Sir, I heard from Charles that he can advance part of his salary. Can I advance it?" That afternoon, Wang Tiejun found Colangelo.
"Old K, do you have any big expenses?" Colangelo asked worriedly.
He understood Wang Tiejun's situation and knew that he had some cash on him, plus the $4,000 salary paid by the team to the trainer in November. A man as frugal as Wang Tiejun should not be short of money now.
"That's right, I want to pay off the debt my family owes first, and then improve my family's economic conditions." Wang Tiejun explained.
Colangelo nodded and said with a smile: "That's okay. How much do you plan to advance?"
"I would like to advance one month's salary." Wang Tiejun said quickly.
"ok."
Colangelo calculated that Wang Tiejun's annual salary in the first year was US$1.4 million, 170 days, or US$250,000 a month.
Ten minutes later, with Colangelo's approval, Wang Tiejun received a $250,000 cash check from the accounting department.
"The current exchange rate is 8.5, and 250,000 U.S. dollars is more than 2 million yuan. Haha, I'm rich!"
Holding the check, his hands were shaking violently, as if he had had a stroke.
"Damn it, you evil American emperor. I still have to pay 45% tax on this money. I'm losing a lot!"
But when I thought about having to pay more than 600,000 US dollars in personal income tax in the first year, I felt so distressed that my hands shook even more, and my whole body was shaking, as if I had been electrocuted.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the game between the Suns and Timberwolves is about to start.
Zhang Lili was sitting on the top of the mountain. He paid twenty-five dollars for the ticket. He had no shame in crowding the players' tunnel. It would be embarrassing to be caught evading fares. That was something that only Wang Tiejun would do.
In front of the Suns' bench, Paul Westphal said to Wang Tiejun in a warning tone: "Old K, if you only take action by yourself when you are double-teamed tonight, I will let you sit on the bench.
Do you understand?"
"Don't worry, coach, I will definitely get ten assists tonight." Wang Tiejun hurriedly patted his chest and assured.
"Old K, you damn rookie, do you still want to take my position? You are the support tonight and don't even think about catching my pass. You really wasted too much of the ball in the last game."
Kevin Johnson laughed and cursed angrily.
Wang Tiejun's face fell, and he said pitifully: "Kevin, give me a few balls. At most, I can work harder on the defensive end."
He has a good relationship with several key teammates, they joke and joke together, and these guys all point to him to grow up and help them win the championship.
"Okay, two rebounds for one shot, steals and blocks are also acceptable, just work hard on your own." Kevin Johnson said with a smile.
"Okay, it's settled in one word." Wang Tiejun said with a smile.
Barkley smiled and said: "The Timberwolves' centers are average and not as strong as Rony Seikali of the Heat. Old K should be fine."
"That's for sure."
Wang Tiejun said quickly: "That guy Roni Seikali can actually get to the three-point line. How can I keep up? The Heat are not a good team either. They don't have the spirit of chivalry. They don't dare to fight alone. They double-team me. I am
You rookie, you think so highly of me."
"Ha ha……"
Seeing Wang Tiejun's aggrieved look, a group of people laughed.
In this game, Wang Tiejun's opponent is blue-collar center Luke Longley.
Longley was the first Australian to enter the NBA. He was a second-year rookie and the No. 7 pick in the first round of 1991. He was very strong. The Timberwolves gave him a three-year contract worth $1.59 million per year. He also made more than $17 million.
An Australian hero.
This season's statistics are 5.8 points and 4.4 rebounds. His strength is similar to that of Mark West, with a height of 218 centimeters and a weight of 120 kilograms.
But Longley is only one of the Timberwolves' rotation centers, because the Timberwolves do not have a fixed starter at this position, and the strength of several rotation players is average. Whoever is in better condition will be better.
The game officially started. Wang Tiejun and Luke Longley jumped the ball. Although the latter was taller, his wingspan and bounce were not as good as his. He easily batted the ball away.
He came to the low position on the left wing. Luklang, who has a tonnage of 120 kilograms, is a meat shield center. He is very strong and immediately took up defense.
He looked at Kevin Johnson, who was holding the ball near the top of the arc, and Johnson happened to be using a wide-open tactical maneuver, so he immediately began to exert force and squeeze towards the paint area.
"They start to fight in the low post, who will win?" the on-site commentator roared.
Luke Longley wanted to withstand it, but at this moment Wang Tiejun suddenly exerted his strength. With the six forces united, the strength of the relying force exploded instantly, shifting the former's center of gravity, and then stepped into the paint area.
"What a power!"
Luke Longley was shocked.
"Beautiful! Old K is in!" the commentator shouted excitedly.
"The strength is far inferior to mine!"
Through this confrontation, Wang Tiejun understood Luke Langley's strength level. Although his tonnage was similar, his strength was slightly inferior to him, especially when he was using Tieshan's technique.
At this time, the ball was passed down from the top of the arc, and Luke Longley was behind him. He caught the ball and immediately started to play with his back. The six forces merged into one, and he leaned forward instantly.
"Bang!"
Amidst the unusually dull sound of muscle clashing, Luke Longley grunted and staggered back.
"OK, the fiercest confrontation has begun!" the on-site commentator continued to roar.
"Bang!"
A second, extremely ferocious and back-to-back beating followed.
The most direct confrontation between muscles, the purest contest of strength, without any tricks, the strong is king.
"So strong!"
Luke Longley completely lost his center of gravity, was knocked back a big step, retreated into the basket, and almost fell.
At this time, Wang Tiejun had grabbed the ball with one hand, turned around and raised it up with one step.
"Bang!"
As the basket trembled violently, Luke Langley groaned and fell to the basket.
With a pale face, he looked at the giant beast hanging above the basket. He was in a daze and couldn't breathe. His whole chest was burning, as if he had been run over by a heavy truck.
"Oh ho ho..."
The on-site commentator's excited screams rolled over the arena, and then he yelled: "Luke Langley fell in our paint area like a bitch after Old K pushed him violently, Old K
His low post shot is really powerful, he can push everything..."
