"James, you really want to see me privately?" Tang Shuai looked at Duffy with a look of confusion in his eyes.

He returned to Los Angeles with a score of 1 to 1. He had just finished his day of training and before he could go to dinner, he saw Duffy waiting for him at the entrance of the stadium. The first news he told him was that Jordan wanted to meet him.

Jordan, the God of Basketball, the most uncontroversial person in history, is the largest or most indispensable person on the road to globalization. It can be said that his existence directly knocked on the broadcast doors of many countries. In that era when many black and white machines were still many, the elegant but invincible figure fascinated countless people.

Of course, because of his age, what Tang Shuai saw was the last of Jordan's career, but even so, he witnessed a player scoring 40 points at the age of 40, and then saw Jordan's crazy performance from some videos. Jordan was also the one standing at the top of the altar for him.

As early as when he was playing in the Chinese game in the rookie season, he had a relationship with Jordan, who was the owner of the Bobcats. Later, he occasionally saw him on the sidelines in the league, but because of the two identities, one is a player and the other is a boss, he had no substantial contact, so why did he suddenly find himself in front of him?

"Well, just as you went to Minnesota, Michael's assistant spoke to me on the phone." Duffy nodded.

"But" Tang Shuai frowned, "Why did he look for me? We have signed the sneaker contract with Adid, right? Could it be that I was asked to transfer back to the Bobcat?"

Duffy smiled and shook his head, then said, "He didn't say it clearly. He should just want to know you. After all, your reputation in the league is like the Rockets." Duffy said as he reached out and gestured upwards.

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"Tonight?" Tang Shuai continued.

"Well, the opportunity is rare. Of course, if you don't want to see you now, I can refuse politely." Duffy said.

"Don't, there's nothing to do at night anyway, I'll tell Su." Tang Shuai waved his hand and said, because the two people's eras are far apart, he had never had the idea of ​​contacting Jordan before, but now the opportunity is coming, let's not talk about packaging, just look at the skill package Jordan has. It's an exciting thing to think about, and he has no reason to refuse.

"Okay." Duffy said as he picked up the phone immediately, and it was obvious that he had expected Tang Shuai's reaction.

Sure enough, after the call there, Duffy said with a smile: "It's done, it's in Michael's private villa in Los Angeles."

Tang Shuai nodded, without delay, went directly to the underground garage to drive, and drove straight to the address Duffy said.

It seems that he has been dining at a celebrity's private residence for the first time since he joined the franchise.

Many basketball celebrities have real estate in various places, and Jordan, who has become the team owner after retirement, is no exception, let alone in a metropolis like Los Angeles.

Like most celebrities, this kind of villa is located in the suburbs. Fortunately, this place is not too far from the city. They arrived after about forty minutes.

In front of me is a manor-style house, as if there is a green hill on the second floor. This architectural style is adopted in many places because the soil layer can be insulated and the green lawn can be used as a golf course.

In the manor isolated with barbed wire, you can also see a swimming pool and a court, which is really the life of a rich man.

This is not the first time that Tang Shuai has seen such a manor. The last time Ranadave invited him to visit his home, it was a place similar to that in front of him.

When the car drove in from the door of the manor, he suddenly felt that after two years, would he have to buy such a luxury house? After all, living in a downtown area always feels a bit inconvenient.

After the car stopped, someone quickly guided them into the house.

After sitting in the door for a while, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, looking at them with a smile on his face.

The bronze skin color, the beard with a sigh on the upper lip, a big cigar in his mouth, and that familiar face was the God of basketball Michael Jordan.

"Don, you are here." Jordan said to them with a smile on his face.

Shuai Tang and Duffy both stood up from their seats.

"Michael." Tang Shuai said with some excitement.

"Sit, sit." Jordan walked to them with a smile, and after signaling them to sit down, he also sat down.

"Do you want something to drink?" he asked after sitting down.

"Just coffee is enough." Tang Shuai said. After staying in the United States for two years, he also knew about American culture. If he was as polite as in China, he would not give people face.

Jordan turned around and said to the person behind him: "Two cups of coffee and one cup of water."

The servant behind him nodded, turned around and went to prepare.

After explaining to the servant behind him, Jordan turned around and looked at Tang Shuai and said, "I'm very happy that you can come."

"I should be happy about the person I should be. I didn't expect to receive your private invitation." Tang Shuai said with some flattery.

"Haha, actually, I followed you when I played in the Chinese game last year, but I just didn't have a chance." Jordan said with a smile.

Tang Shuai smiled, turned to look at Duffy, and then turned around and said, "James said you didn't say you were asking me for anything."

"Yeah." Jordan took a sip of the cigar and said with a smile, "I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to meet you. Don't you think Danny and I pointed at Angie at a glance, and wanted to recruit you into the team?"

Tang Shuai smiled embarrassedly. It was really well known to everyone in the city that Anji wanted to get a deal.

"I think, but that guy Mickey is not stupid." Jordan said to himself. After saying that, he waved his hand. "I won't talk about this issue. Speaking of which, I have been paying attention to the playoffs recently. You guy is the same as last year. When you arrive in the playoffs, you're like taking drugs. It's really like it."

Tang Shuai's face turned slightly red. He felt a little embarrassed to be praised by the God of Basketball in person.

At this time, the servant had already come with the brewed coffee.

Jordan took a sip of water and took a sip of coffee when Tang Shuai and Duffy both took a sip of coffee, he continued: "After that guy Kobe retreats, I am really relieved to see you a shooting guard with comprehensive skills like you."

"I still have a lot of things to learn." Tang Shuai said. In fact, although he already has two exclusive skill packages and several purple skill packages, he has only learned basketball skills very rarely.

"Yeah." Jordan nodded, took another chew with the cigar, his eyes motionless, as if he was in deep thought.

Tang Shuai and Duffy looked at each other, not sure what was wrong.

After a while, Jordan seemed to have come back to his senses from his meditation and said with a hint of apology on his face: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"It's okay, it's okay." Tang Shuai waved his hand.

"I was thinking, if possible, I hope to teach you some skills during the offseason, of course, the premise is to have this intention." Jordan said.

"What?!" Tang Shuai was shocked and looked at Jordan in disbelief. He just said he wanted to teach himself skills?

Jordan is the god of basketball. There is no suspense about his skills being the best in the league history. It is such a person who just took the initiative to teach him skills?

He didn't understand very well and asked unconsciously: "Why?"

"Why?" Jordan glanced at him, then shook his head, "No why."

"No reason?" The doubt in Tang Shuai's eyes became even stronger.

"Yes, there's no reason." Jordan smiled, holding the cigar and lit it in front of the ashtray.

Looking at Jordan's eyes, a flash of lightning flashed through Tang Shuai's mind, as if he understood.

Without a reason, it does not mean that there is really no reason. It just means that this reason is not personal, but something beyond the personal.

Then, it is only possible to be one.

When Jordan, the basketball god, watched the league guard's skills become weaker and saw a comprehensive defender like Tang Shuai appear, he saw a possibility, a possibility of technological inheritance.

Everyone dies, and everyone wants to leave something after death. If these techniques can only be followed by him into the coffin, it would be a big regret.

"I understand." Tang Shuai nodded, "As long as you have time, I have time."

This time it was Jordan's turn to be stunned, but soon, he burst into laughter, and finally pointed at him and said, "I find that I like you more than before."

Shuai Tang also laughed.

"Let's go, I'll take you to visit my manor. This is probably the place you will stay in this offseason." Jordan was in a good mood and put out the cigar in the ashtray, then stood up.

Shuai Tang and Duffy also stood up one after another.

In the following time, Jordan took them around the manor just like entertaining friends, walking and chatting without any airs.

Because it was already evening, the scenery of the manor seemed even more eye-catching against the red glow.

Jordan really had leisure time. On the other side of the swimming pool, he even built a large pool with a small shark inside.

Looking at the shark, O'Neal's figure appeared in Tang Shuai's mind unconsciously, and he didn't know what the matter with Jordan's raising was.

Jordan didn't say anything. After waving to the staff, he then took them to feed the sharks.

Tang Shuai was not very nervous. After all, most of the people who could be raised were half-tamed. However, Duffy was so rare that he did not dare to step forward, which caused Jordan to laugh.

After feeding the sharks, the three of them sat on a bench by the pool, leaning there to enjoy the scene of the sunset.
Chapter completed!