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108:Sorry, I have no choice(1/2)

NBA Headquarters, Olympic Tower, 645 Fifth Avenue, New York.

Li Ang looked at the bald man in front of him and resisted the urge to hit him.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Stern's meeting will end soon."

Adam Joke looked at Li Ang with a smile.

But now Li Ang's mind is full of thinking about how to throw Sabi down the stairs reasonably and legally to avoid future troubles.

The joke at this time is that Stern is still the special assistant.

So he will entertain Li Ang for the time being.

Li Ang was too lazy to talk to this idiot, so he casually picked up the newspaper on the bookshelf and read it.

As a result, newspapers were still reporting on Bowen’s anal fissure, and the trending search remained unavailable for a day.

Li Ang is also convinced. My beautiful double-double data of 12 and 18 has been eaten up by you again?

I keep catching this big shit every day!

Can you please focus on my superb basketball skills?

At this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a group of people in suits and leather shoes walked out. When they passed by Li Ang, they would glance at him unconsciously.

David Stern was the last one to walk out of the conference room. He looked at Leon and showed a kind smile.

"Li, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's okay, I just arrived." Li Ang stood up and shook hands with Stern.

Hearing that Stern wanted to see him yesterday, Li Ang got on the plane arranged by Grunwald and rushed directly to New York. He arrived at the NBA headquarters early this morning.

Stern shook hands with Li Ang and patted him on the shoulder: "I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. The last time we shook hands was at the draft."

"Uh... I haven't seen you for half a year, not too soon." Li Ang deliberately rambled.

"Yes, time flies so fast. It's been half a year in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, you have gone from a rookie who has no experience in the world to the main force in three fights.

You have been the main contributor to several tough battles in the NBA this year. You are simply the most ruthless person in the Toronto area now."

Hearing what Stern said, Li Ang scratched his head in embarrassment and replied: "Hey, it's mainly because I have grown up very quickly in the past six months in the NBA."

"Ah this..."

Stern was speechless. There is really nothing you can do when you meet such a shameless person!

Also, if he wanted to lose face, could Li Ang say something like "I'm really not good at fighting" to him back then?

After a brief chat, Stern took Li Ang into his office.

Now, they are going to talk about some transactions between two people in this office without a third person.

"Xiao Li, everyone can see that you are talented. As for me, Stern, I am not the kind of person who cares about things. But if you do this, I am also very sad.

See what this is? Larry Brown has sent me three emails in a row, hoping that I can severely punish this matter.

To be honest, I'm not blind. It's not like I couldn't see that Bowen kicked Tracy McGrady on purpose.

You were reasonable in this matter, but why did you change the place to fight? Why did you attack the buttocks?

If someone's butt is fucked directly and it blossoms, I can't suppress it, and the impact is very bad."

Stern's attitude was not very tough, and Li Ang listened and nodded like a student facing the principal.

I know, I know, from now on when I hit people, I'll hit them on the head.

Don't ask, it's what Stern told me to ask.

"I didn't mean it. I just wanted to go up and talk to him, but I tripped over."

Li Ang continued to maintain an innocent smile.

Stern shook his head. Li Ang was a man with extremely strong psychological quality. No matter how shameless he was, he would not blush when he spoke.

What does it mean that you tripped? So what do you mean when you punched someone's nose before tripping?

"This incident is very bad. To be honest, I don't want you to be suspended for too long. However, I am also very embarrassed. Although I am the president of the league, I do not have the final say on this matter.

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These two people even let the fans watch in front of their teammates.

You should calm down about this kind of thing."

"Yes, yes, please pay attention next time."

"As you can see, I just finished a meeting. They all said that banning this kind of thing for ten or twenty games would not be enough to satisfy the public outrage. Larry Brown writes to me every day, and people all over the world are writing to me.

I put pressure.

However, I think you still have a bright future and you still have a long way to go. I just told them that if they suspend that kid for ten or twenty games now, his rookie season will be wasted!

He no longer has any rookie lineup, any All-Stars, or any competition for the best rookie!

You can't be so cruel to a child!

So, I tried my best to keep you.

For the sake of your future, you only need to be suspended for three games!"

"Pfft!" Li Ang, who was drinking water, almost slapped Stern in the face. The last time he hit a candy man, he was suspended for five games. Why did he get a discount this time because he was bleeding profusely?

We are all human, why should Bowen be inferior to others!

You just don’t treat him as a human being!

You can't discriminate because the injured area is his butt.

"But, there is a condition!" Finally, after talking for a long time, Stern finally showed his businessman face.

This little Jewish old man is very smart!

"What are the conditions? I won't commit murder and arson, and I won't commit deception and abduction."

"No need for that, you just need to agree to participate in the dunk contest. I promise, you and Oakley will be fine!"

Okay, now we’re talking about leg extensions again.

But it is true that if he is suspended for more than ten games, the selection of the best rookie team may be affected.

The result of this best rookie lineup will directly affect the completion of the copy.

Okay, I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person, Stern!

Seeing that Li Ang was seriously considering his proposal, Stern smiled proudly.

Isn’t this appropriate?

What? Participating in a slam dunk contest, Yunlong wants me to treat him with an entire eight-carriage sedan chair?

Li Ang faced the smiling Stern and sighed.

When people are in the world, sometimes they can't help themselves.

All afternoon, Larry Brown stared at the phone.

He is waiting for the league's punishment results against Leon and Oakley.

He believed that with his influence in the U.S. basketball world, after writing so many letters to Stern in a row, Stern would give him some face.

"Don't worry Bruce, I will definitely give you justice in this matter! If I say 10 games less, I might be suspended for 15 games, and I might even have to apologize publicly. You have to believe in my power, Bruce!"

Looking at Bowen lying on the sofa, Larry Brown patted his chest and said.

Don't ask why Bowen is lying on the sofa, because he can't sit down...

"Master Qingtian! Master Qingtian!" Bowen cried as he lay on the sofa.

Bowen even considered retiring on the spot yesterday.

It's not because I can't play basketball after suffering an anal fissure, but because this injury is really embarrassing.

All the sports media in the United States are laughing at him, and he will not know how to behave in the future. If the ugly country still has a moon landing plan, Bowen will want to follow it and never come back.

At this time, the phone in Larry Brown's office finally rang.

Old Brown looked at Bowen firmly, justice may be late, but it will not be absent!

"Wai, I'm Brown!

Ah!? Oh, this...Okay, okay, I understand..."

Brown's tone gradually softened, just like that, but the process of softening was a bit fast.

"How's it going? What did the league say?" Bowen got excited and prepared to stand up, but his butt was pulled and the pain made him lie down.

Larry Brown looked at Bowen and his expression became serious.

He doesn't even know how to speak!

"Coach, let me tell you, Li Ang has been suspended for more than ten games? Does he still want to apologize publicly?"

Brown didn't answer, but showed three fingers.
To be continued...
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