On the way back to the training hall, Yang Mo felt refreshed. Ever since he broke up with Yan Li, everything has gone smoothly. Not only did he get a promise from Michael Jordan today, but he also picked up a beautiful agent for nothing. Originally, he also
I was troubled by my agent, but now I can get an Ivy League student directly. And the employment contract I signed is so beneficial to me.
At this moment, Yang Mo really wanted to shout to the sky: God, you are really not kind to me!
When they arrived at the court, Ross, Westbrook, Gordon, and the other three were still there. When the three of them saw Yang Mo coming back, they immediately gathered around and asked with concern: "How is it? Did Michael let you go to Charlotte for a trial?"
"No." Yang Mo shook his head. He couldn't reveal this to them. If he leaked it, he would get into trouble.
"Hey!" Westbrook clapped his hands and sighed: "These guys don't know their stuff."
"That's right, Yang's power rebounding is very good, and the last time I saw him shoot a three-pointer, he didn't miss a single shot for several minutes." Eric Gordon also expressed his injustice for Yang Mo.
Derrick Rose stood aside in silence for a while, pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't matter. If you are really not selected, I will definitely let my team arrange for you to try out. I think you will definitely be able to gain a foothold in the NBA."
"Yes, I can also tell my team." Westbrook also patted his chest and said.
"Yes, I can also tell the team that drafted me that you are great..." Eric Gordon also rushed to say.
These three people really regarded Yang Mo as a brother. They were popular rookies and didn't have to worry about whether they would be selected, so they all cared about Yang Mo's future. Yang Mo was very moved after hearing this. He really wanted to recruit Pat Riley.
And tell them about Michael Jordan, but after thinking about it carefully, I still endure it for now. After all, the matter is very important. If I tell them, if I delay myself from telling them, it is very likely that both teams will be punished.
"Okay, brothers, no matter what, we will never give up the basketball we love. We hope that one day we can meet again on the court. When the time comes, don't show mercy." Yang Mo said with a smile.
"Don't worry, I won't let you. My goal this year is the best rookie."
Westbrook said arrogantly, causing Derrick Rose to roll his eyes at him: "If you want to win the Rookie of the Year award, you have to ask me if I can answer."
"Don't argue, the Rookie of the Year award must be mine." Eric Gordon also expressed his confidence.
The three of them bickered fiercely, but didn't take a word of it seriously. Yang Mo also believed that no matter who among the three won the Rookie of the Year, the others would give their blessings.
When the three of them were bickering, Yang Mo suddenly thought: So... will it be possible for me to win the Rookie of the Year?
This thought flashed across his mind, and he immediately gave up the idea. He felt that it would be very difficult for him to gain a foothold in the NBA now. As for winning the Rookie of the Year award, he had better take his time, as one bite would not make him fat.
Yang Mo doesn't think he can win the Rookie of the Year, just like he thought he would never be able to play in the NBA before. The world is so strange, sometimes the more you want something, the less you can get it. If you don't have the intention, you will inadvertently get it.
We hold it in our hands, no one can predict what will happen in the future.
The four chatted for a while, and the other three were called away one by one by their agents. As popular rookies, they always have endless interviews.
Yang Mo is not jealous, he has enough patience to wait for his own time to come. Although he doesn't know how long it will take, he firmly believes that that day will not be too far away.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Following the gestures corrected by the Miami shooting coach, Yang Mo threw the basketballs into the basket one by one. It felt like throwing stones into the sea. Yang Mo himself also felt that his hand was getting smoother and smoother, and he was getting more and more comfortable.
It seems that professionals are still more accurate than wild people. Of course, the reason why Yang Mo can understand it so quickly is inseparable from his previous diligent practice. His previous diligent practice is equivalent to non-stop
Building a channel, and the professional guidance of the shooting coach is just the final kick, the door is kicked open, and a steady stream of silky touch naturally comes naturally.
After about five or six hundred shots, Yang Mo finally felt tired, so he put away the ball and walked toward the locker room.
As he was about to enter the locker room, he bumped into Michael Beasley. Seeing Yang Mo, Beasley was very embarrassed and said: "Brother, you didn't actually foul the ball today. I know better than anyone that it was a misjudgment by the referee."
Already."
"It's okay, it's all over." Yang Mo smiled slightly, very lightly.
"You play the ball so hard. I really hope to be a teammate with you one day, so that I don't have to worry about rebounding and defense anymore." Michael Beasley said seriously. As an opponent, he is better than Rose.
Westbrook's teammates know Yang Mo's strength better. In the previous game, Yang Mo changed the situation on the court as soon as he came on the court, which made him very uncomfortable, so he preferred to be teammates with Yang Mo instead of his opponent.
"I wish we had this chance."
"Wish you a long way, man." Beasley patted Yang Mo's shoulder, put on his headphones, and walked away shaking his head.
After Yang Mo went into the room, took a shower and changed clothes, as soon as he left the training hall, Lu Xueman called. Yang Mo answered the phone, and Lu Xueman on the other end said that the contract had been drawn up and asked Yang Mo to go over and take a look.
Look, if there are no problems, sign it.
Yang Mo praised the efficiency and went to the agreed-upon Western restaurant. After finding Lu Xueman and ordering a meal, he took the contract she drafted and looked at it. It said that the NBA contract will draw 3% in accordance with the league regulations, and the rest of the business
The contract is calculated based on 50% of the premium, but Yang Mo's valuation cannot exceed 15% of the merchant's quotation.
When Yang Mo saw this, he frowned and asked, "What if the merchant's price is particularly low?"
"Don't worry, I will fight for the best interests for you. If their quotation is too low, you can have the right to veto. Regarding this clause, it is in Article 37 of the regulations." Lu Xueman said in a professional manner.
Yang Mo nodded. After carefully reading all the terms of the contract, he felt that there was no problem, so he took out a pen and signed his name. Lu Xueman took the pen and also signed his name.
After signing the contract, Lu Xueman asked Yang Mo seriously: "Okay, now we have a community of interests. The draft will be held in New York in two days. Has any team expressed its intention to sign with you?"
"Huh?" Yang Mo was a little unable to accept the change in Lu Xueman's identity and was stunned for a moment.
"Now that I am your agent, I must understand all your circumstances before I can make the best choice for you." Lu Xueman's tone was very serious.
Yang Mo thought for a while and realized that Lu Xueman was not an outsider now, so he simply told the truth. He lowered his voice and whispered in Chinese: "Your former boss promised me that he would select me with a pick at the end of the first round.
.Miami’s Pat Riley also promised to draft me, and also signed a private agreement with me, willing to sign me with a three-year, six million contract.”
After hearing this, Lu Xueman frowned, sighed, and said with some disappointment: "Unprofessional, so unprofessional. You don't know how to market yourself at all. There is no need for you to talk to Pat Riley about this matter.
Why are you signing a private agreement? They want you so much, so you should take the opportunity to increase your worth, give them a sense of tension, force them to select you at the top position, and then offer you a multi-million contract."
"This..." Yang Mo struggled for a moment and said, "Isn't this too loud? I was an unknown little player before."
"Then why do they like you? If they like you, it means there is something about you that attracts them. Your mentality is unacceptable. Now is the era of commodity economy. There is buying and selling. Since they want to buy, why not
Sell it for a higher price? I’m willing to spend six million to sign you, and I don’t care if I spend an extra four million.”
"I... am not a commodity." Yang Mo muttered softly.
"Wrong, you are a commodity." Lu Xueman corrected Yang Mo's mistake righteously: "My role is to make you the most luxurious commodity. From now on, I will negotiate any contracts. With your brain
, I was sold and I helped count the money.”
The more Lu Xueman spoke, the more confident he became. Yang Mo couldn't help coughing and scolded him with a straight face: "Have you ever talked to your boss like this?"
"You dare to fire me?" Lu Xueman chuckled, took out the contract, pointed at the inconspicuous boy in the middle, and said: "It says here that I will represent you in your lifetime brokerage business and unilaterally tear up the contract, but you have to pay a sum of money."
Billions of dollars.”
When Yang Mo heard this, he quickly sat up and looked at it carefully. It was indeed like this. He immediately shouted: "Are you kidding me?"
"Who told you not to look carefully?" Lu Xueman chuckled, and the smile was extremely sinister. As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers to lift Yang Mo's chin, and teased: "Don't even think about it if you fall into my hands.
Escaped."
"You dare to tease your boss?" Yang Mo reached out and knocked off her slender white fingers, warning.
Lu Xueman's fingers were opened, and he quickly stretched them out. He lightly brushed Yang Mo's cheek, and a scent of fragrance rushed into Yang Mo's nasal cavity. He immediately cheered up. "What's wrong with me teasing you? If you have the ability, you can fire me."
its me?"
"I...I want to accuse you of molesting your boss. Don't you know that Isiah Thomas molested the sweeper aunt and paid more than 50 million US dollars in compensation?" Yang Mo said weakly. Now he finally knew why Michael Jordan said that no man likes him.
Women are above themselves. The relationship between men and women must be in the hands of men to be perfect.
"You go and sue, you go and sue, no one will save you even if you scream your throat out." Lu Xueman said the classic line of the villain in the movie very fiercely, and also used the "lawless and bully" kind of
The emotions were well controlled, and Yang Mo looked like he was convinced.
At this time, Yang Mo looked exactly like the beautiful wife who had been wronged in film and television works.
In the aggrieved mood, Yang Mo drank a glass of red wine, gritted his teeth and swore in his heart: Lu Xueman, it was you who forced me, I will do it to you sooner or later, let you sing "Conquer" under my crotch, let you know
What does it mean to have a man on top?
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[Fifth update today, the first update is here. Please vote for recommendations, favorites, and clicks. I want to be on the list, I want to be on the home page, I want to blow the assholes of many people, and I want to make the whole audience happy! Come on! come-on
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