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"Mr. Krause, the average age of the Bulls is close to 33 years old. Will you choose to rebuild?" the next reporter asked.
Klaus's heart skipped a beat, his face remained motionless, and he shook his head indifferently: "I'm sorry, this is not the time to discuss this issue."
"Pippen, next season is your contract year, what are your expectations for the new contract?" The reporter turned around and asked.
Pippen was in high spirits. I, Pi Lao Er, have been working as a child laborer for many years and I am finally going to get a big contract. I am so excited that I can’t even care about the failure of the game. He said very excitedly: "A contract worth 100 million yuan. There is no reason why I can’t get one."
A 100 million yuan contract.”
"A billion-yuan contract?"
Many reporters were confused. It’s one thing whether the Bulls have the financial resources to offer a 100-million-yuan contract. Are you worthy of a 100-million-yuan contract? Michael Jordan can’t even get a 100-million-yuan contract with the Bulls. You don’t.
Number?
"The management must give it to me. I have played with the Bulls for so many years and have always received small contracts. The Bulls owe me. Even if they don't give me a contract worth 100 million yuan, if they don't give me a big contract worth tens of millions, it would be a disservice to me.
It’s unfair.”
Seeing that he didn't get support from reporters, Pippen was very angry.
"well!"
Many Chicago reporters lamented in their hearts.
Pippen's attitude is likely to trigger unpredictable changes. This Bulls seems to be really going to disintegrate.
"Mr. Krause, will the management renew the contract in advance? Will it prepare a big contract for Pippen that satisfies him?" a reporter asked.
Klaus replied calmly: "I believe the management will reach an agreement with Scotty and he will be satisfied."
The press conference has not yet ended, and news that the Bulls may be disbanded has begun to spread through the media.
Especially on the Internet, which has now begun to enter the commercial Internet, the speed of spreading news is very fast.
After the press conference, the Bulls had just got on the bus and were about to return to the hotel when Jordan received a call from David Frank.
"Michael, the media is spreading the news that the Bulls are going to disintegrate. You should pay attention to the situation within the team and don't let us be too passive."
"What?"
Jordan was startled, the Bulls are going to disintegrate?
David Frank said: "Michael, you are almost 35 years old. This is undeniable. Pippen and Rodman are both old and have many injuries. This Bulls are old. If they cannot win the championship this time, the management will
Probably choose to rebuild."
"I know."
Jordan glanced at the dead fat man Jerry Krause sitting in front of him, and a feeling of hatred arose in his heart.
"Actually, Michael, I can even guess that even if you win the championship this time, he may choose to rebuild the team." David Frank said.
"What?" Jordan was startled again.
David Frank continued: "If they keep the lineup next season, it will be difficult for the Bulls to rebuild. If they choose to rebuild now, it will be easier and save a lot of rebuilding time, just like the Suns after the 1993 championship.
Same as the team."
"Damn it, he dares to trade me?" Jordan swore directly, alarming a car full of people.
He is not a fool. The way the Bulls use to speed up the reconstruction process is of course to obtain chips. And where do the chips come from? In addition to trading him, what other methods can be used? Didn't the Suns exchange Barkley for the chips?
Jerry Krause and Reinsdorf, who were sitting in front of him, didn't know why Jordan was so crazy. They were about to get up. Jordan, in a rage, smashed his cell phone on the back of Krause's head and yelled: "You're so fat."
Pig, are you ready to trade me?"
"Ouch!"
Klaus screamed in pain, covered the back of his head and said angrily: "Michael, you are going too far!"
Everyone in the car was shocked. The management actually wanted to trade Michael?
"Are you planning to trade me?"
Jordan's eyes were already red, and he continued to yell, grabbed Klaus's lapel, and yelled: "How dare you trade me?"
"Michael, calm down."
"Michael, let go first."
At this time, other people reacted and stepped forward to dissuade him.
At this time, the Suns also came to the underground parking lot. Kobe's sharp eyes saw that something was wrong in the Bulls' bus. He pointed at the bus and shouted: "Look, the Bulls are fighting on the bus."
"Quickly, follow up!"
The first person to react was none other than two reporters accompanying the Suns. They were so excited and so excited that they hurriedly ran to the bus.
Lao Wang also looked at the bus. A group of people in the bus were arguing. Is this going to be an internal fight?
"Kachakacha..."
Two reporters ran to the car and started taking pictures.
"There are reporters outside taking pictures, stop making noise!" A Bulls player saw it and immediately reminded him.
"Bang bang!"
At this time, Lao Wang strode to the bus door, raised his hand and patted the door twice, and shouted: "Hey, open the door quickly, let me see the excitement."
"Ha ha……"
A group of teammates and two reporters behind him fell down laughing.
"It's Old K." Someone in the car said immediately.
"Michael, the reporters are here, and Old K. Don't let Old K see the joke, calm down." Pippen advised.
"snort!"
Only then did Jordan let go of Klaus.
"Open the door."
Reinsdorf gave a wry smile and then ordered.
The driver then opened the door, and Lao Wang Shi Shiran walked up.
"Old K, what are you doing here?" Jordan said with an angry face.
"I'm here to break up the fight. If you guys start a fight, who will play with me in the finals?"
Lao Wang said something that made Jordan angry to death, and then asked with curiosity: "I couldn't see it just now. There were a bunch of people fighting, who of you were hitting whom?"
"roll!"
Jordan roared angrily, sat down and ignored Lao Wang.
"Is it you?" Lao Wang said in surprise.
"Old K, we're fine, it's just a dispute of temper." Pippen explained.
Lao Wang nodded, got out of the car, and said: "Stop fighting, I don't want to face a bulls with no fighting ability in the next series. That will make my third championship useless."
Gold content. Haha..."
After saying that, he walked away.
Jordan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Not to mention the internal strife, he also let Old K watch the excitement. He glared at Klaus fiercely and said angrily: "This matter is not over yet. If you want to use me in exchange for chips, then I will retire."
"What?" Klaus and Reinsdorf were stunned.
"What?" Others were also surprised.
Klaus and Reinsdorf fell into silence, and the entire bus fell into silence. Everyone knew that the bull was finished.
Even if Jordan really retires, the entire league will be unlucky.
On the Suns side, not to mention others, Wilkins and a few other veterans who wanted to win a championship were already crazy with joy when they saw the Bulls' internal strife.
"It's stable now, it's stable, it's stable!"
Wilkins laughed and drooled from the corners of his mouth.
If he hadn't just come out of the hospital, the last experience of almost dying from laughter was still fresh in his mind, and he would have to laugh again to express his excitement and excitement.
…
When Lao Wang returned home with Gao Bin, Dameng and his group had already arrived and were sitting in the living room waiting for him. They took some food from the refrigerator to eat.
The glider was gone, and his family came here and lived in their own home. It turned out that his house hadn't been sold yet and he had kept it.
Wang Tieshan also brought an acupuncturist here and was waiting for him.
"Tie Jun, how are your injuries?"
Seeing his car arriving, Wang Tieshan ran out of the living room and asked.
"It's okay. I twisted it slightly. It didn't hurt much. There was no redness or swelling. It's no problem." He said after getting off the car.
Barkley came out and shouted: "Old K, you should also pay attention to small injuries, don't accumulate them into big injuries."
The acupuncturist is a folk Chinese medicine practitioner named Chen. He is forty years old. He came to the United States last year and spent three months studying for certification. His skills are very good and he is very popular in martial arts schools.
In addition, he is also Gao Bin's massage master, and now Gao Bin is learning acupuncture from him.
He looked at Lao Wang's left ankle, pinched it, and said, "There is indeed nothing wrong with it. The ankle joint is very thick and the muscles and bones are quite strong.
But maintenance is needed. Your weight is too big. I will give you acupuncture and then let Gao Bin massage you with medicated oil."
"Okay, thank you Dr. Chen." Lao Wang nodded.
"You know, I just saw the Bulls fighting in the parking lot. A group of people were fighting on the bus. The person who did it didn't see it. I guess Jordan should be inside."
While doing acupuncture, he chatted with Barkley and others about gossip.
"real?"
"That bull is finished."
"Michael takes action? That would be a big problem. The Bulls might really break up."
After being shocked, everyone started talking.
Barkley looked envious and said: "Old K, you are so lucky. Now the championship is guaranteed. Damn it, three championships, three championships in five years, a quasi-dynasty!"
Lao Wang said angrily: "Am I lucky? Charles, you are wrong, I am unlucky. If the Bulls are not in good condition next and we win the championship, the media will say that this championship has no gold content."
"Damn it, are you showing off?" Buckley scolded with a smile.
"hehe!"
Lao Wang sneered twice and said: "I can win even with Jordan who scored 50+ points in the finals. What do you think?"
Everyone was quiet and thought, isn't it like this?
Dameng said: "The Bulls found Rick Schmitz. The offense is okay, but his mobility is at least two levels weaker than the old K. As for defense..."
At this point, he shook his head and said: "Trash."
"Ha ha……"
Everyone laughed.
"You deserve to win the championship, old K!" Barkley said helplessly.
"If Rick Schmitz was replaced by the postman, Old K, would you still be able to handle it?" Dameng asked.
Lao Wang thought for a while, shook his head and said: "No, if the postman is in this Bulls, even if he only scores Rick Schmitz's points on the offensive end, but he and Rodman team up, my efficiency will definitely be
It dropped a lot, and it will be very difficult to hit the basket. You can't beat the Bulls."
"You are really a powerful bull." Dameng sighed.
"If we beat the Bull again this time, the era of behemoths will really replace the era of flying men." Lei Gong said with a smile.
"No, Dan, you should say it's the era of Behemoth K." Lao Wang said proudly.
"Good guy, are you going to kick O'Neal away?" Lei Gong laughed.
"Old K, if O'Neal's physical fitness were better, he could really compete with you." Dameng said.
Lao Wang nodded thoughtfully and said: "It should be so, it will be soon."
"What's too fast?" Dameng was startled.
"Medicinal bath, you have forgotten the effect of my medicinal bath. Fatty has been using it for so long, and his physical fitness should have improved." Lao Wang said.
The effect of others is halved, but as long as the time of taking the medicine is doubled, if one hundred times is not enough, then two hundred times; if two hundred times is not enough, then four hundred times. The effect can also be accumulated through accumulation, but it takes twice the time.
That's it. O'Neal's physical fitness should have gradually improved after such a long time, so the sharks in the future should become stronger and stronger.
Dameng nodded and said: "Old K, your formula is indeed amazing. I feel that my physical condition has not declined significantly."
Buckley said: "Those billionaires and Hollywood stars, do you think they are fools? If it doesn't work, they will let Old K raise the price if the profit is not enough?"
Lei Gong suggested: "Old K, your martial arts gym should really develop well. There are so many athletes in the world and the market is huge."
"It's too expensive. The entry fee alone is beyond the reach of ordinary athletes. They need to earn at least one million US dollars a year, and they can't spend too much."
After Dameng finished speaking, he glared at Lao Wang, "This damn capitalist charges him thirty thousand dollars every year for nothing."
Hu Weidong nodded repeatedly. As for the contract he signed, he couldn't afford it at all. The medicated baths and medicated oils he used now were basically given to him by Lao K for free, and he was charged a cost price.
The same goes for Dayao. Even the expenses for studying abroad were paid for by Lao Wang, so he couldn't even afford it.
Buckley said: "Ordinary athletes can't afford it. There are many first-class and top athletes. There are many in the United States alone, and the market is still huge. If the entry fee is reduced, the market will be even bigger."
Lao Wang scratched his head, why should we reduce it? Then I charge a lot of money? If it doesn’t develop, I won’t go bankrupt soon?
"Old K, didn't you say that your second sister majored in business administration? Ask her to help you." Old Hu said.
"It's just one of her part-time majors. She majors in information and communication engineering and computer science. I'll talk to her about it later. I don't know if she can spare the time." Lao Wang said.
At this time, Wang Tieshan said: "Tie Jun, I think it's okay. Brother Tie Long and I are in charge of the internal affairs of the martial arts school and can do practical work. However, we are really powerless and have no idea about the development. You let Erya take over."
Okay. Your two sisters are so smart, a hundred times better than us!"
"I'll talk to her after the finals," Lao Wang nodded.
He has thought about this problem for a long time, but he has always been worried that if the martial arts gym expands, more capital will be invested. With the stall on Fengshen Street, where can he get money for the martial arts gym? Unless it takes a loan, but if the development fails, it will go bankrupt.
What should I do? So I have been avoiding this matter.
"Old K, tomorrow we are going to Chicago to watch the finals. Are Yao and Hu going?" Dameng asked at this time.
Lao Wang glanced at the two of them, both of them looking at him eagerly. He nodded and said, "Then you and Charles will take them with you, and I will arrange the tickets."
"OK."
"Where are we?" Huang Sanshi and Jiang Wu were leaning on the sofa, but they immediately sat upright and looked at Lao Wang eagerly.
"Brother Cheng, are you going?"
Lao Wang glanced at the two of them and asked Cheng Long first.
"Go, I'll definitely go if I'm here to watch your game." Cheng Long nodded.
"I'm not going. Mr. Long Wu arrives in Los Angeles tomorrow and I want to go over there." Li Lianjie said.
Lao Wang nodded. He had asked Liu Changjiang to arrange a Hollywood party, and specially helped Li Lianjie invite some publishers to attend.
"Us, old K, and us?" Jiang Wu and Huang Sanshi shouted quickly.
"I know, I know, we are all friends. I will definitely not miss you. Let's go together." Lao Wang nodded and smiled.
"Ha ha……"
The two immediately burst into laughter.
"But the location is hard to say. It's hard to get away tickets." Lao Wang said.
"Just do whatever you want." Hong Jingbao said.
Lao Wang picked up his cell phone and started flipping through the phone book to see who could help him get Bulls home tickets at a good location.
Of course he does not need to be responsible for the tickets of Dameng and the others, but there are six of them in Dayao, so of course the location should be as good as possible.
small book booth
Now that the Bulls are in internal strife, why wouldn't he just go to the Bulls' management and go to Jordan? Forget it.
After thinking about it, he simply asked Colangelo Jr. to solve the problem for him. Anyway, the Bulls' home court also had to arrange a group of away fan tickets for the Suns.
After calling Colangelo Jr., the matter was solved very simply. It was a trivial matter.
"Brother Cheng, I got you a first-row ticket. You still need to be exposed now. When you make one or two more blockbuster Hollywood movies, the team will take the initiative to give you tickets." Lao Wang said.
"Thank you, thank you!" Cheng Long cupped his hands and smiled.
…
At this time, Jordan had returned to the hotel and was on the phone with David Frank.
"David, I want to retire."
David Frank immediately tried to persuade him: "Michael, calm down. Don't let your career be affected by the attitude of the Bulls. If you retire out of anger, it will hurt you and your fans first, and the Bulls secondly."
.
You know, what you have to do now is to stabilize the locker room and try to win back at home, instead of arguing with the management.
Okay, I want to apologize. I shouldn’t have talked to you about these things at this time. I really wish I could do it all over again.”
"It's none of your business, it's just that fat pig Klaus who went too far."
Under David Frank's persuasion, Jordan began to calm down.
David Frank added: "Michael, you must come back and never be swept again. If you are swept by Old K again, your historical status will definitely be affected. Even if your contribution to the development of the league is included, he is too
You are young, only 24 years old, and he still has plenty of opportunities to catch up with you, so never give him the chance to sweep you away."
After hearing what David Frank said, Jordan felt his blood rising and almost wanted to vomit blood.
When did he, Michael Jordan, fall to the point where he had to avoid being swept by his opponents in the finals? Thinking of this, he was extremely unwilling and his fists were almost bleeding.
The two talked for half an hour before ending the phone call.
Jordan threw his cell phone on the bed and walked back and forth in the room for a while. In frustration, he walked into the bathroom and put a basin of cold water in, and soaked in it without taking off his clothes.
After lying down for a while, under the stimulation of cold water, he finally calmed down completely.
"David is right. I can't retire. I still have to compete with Old K. I'm still in my prime. I can't give up. I absolutely can't give up."
"But where am I going? Where can I have a chance to defeat Old K?"
For a moment, he, who was as powerful as the God of Basketball, was also very confused.
