When he received the call from Lu Xuefei, Yang Mo felt bad all over. He could clearly feel the coldness coming from his spine. Last time, he picked out the entire Girls' Generation group at once. Could this devil still want to do it this time?
Did you create any other mischief?
"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I have arranged the plan to perfection. I'll do the work. Don't worry. Have you had enough sex with Girls' Generation recently? Haha!" Lu Xuefei smiled ambiguously and did not forget to continue.
Said: "By the way, prepare well for the competition. I will contact you after your competition. My plan will never disturb your work."
Lu Xuefei said this before the call ended, and then she hung up the phone. She kept saying that it would not affect Yang Mo's game, but after hearing her words, how could Yang Mo still have the energy to prepare for the game?
Who are all the confidants that are swirling in his head? I'm sure one of them will be named by the little devil. The scene of fucking nine people last time is still swirling in Yang Mo's mind. It's such a nightmare. Besides, the aphrodisiac is so powerful.
It's so uncomfortable.
But after all, the game has been determined. Regardless of whether Yang Mo is ready or not, it will come as scheduled. On the morning of the game day, Yang Mo habitually came to Madison Garden in advance to practice, and his practice was still as good as his six
He has been practicing tennis for nearly two months, but he can still only score about four in each pass. Occasionally he can score five, but rarely six. This is undoubtedly a great thing for him.
Things that make him feel frustrated have never been difficult for him since he got the six-pointed star. But now, these six tennis balls have really trapped him.
What Yang Mo didn't know was that Stockton was even more frustrated than he was. Yang Mo actually managed to stably throw in four balls every time in less than two months, and still have a 3% improvement.
Throwing in five balls with a probability of ten, this is much better than he did back then. Counting from when he was a child, he could only reach this level after practicing almost until high school. In other words, Yang Mo's two months replaced his seven or eight years of hard work.
Can Stockton not be sad due to such a comparison? If he knew that Yang Mo was still upset that he was making too slow progress, he would probably jump into the river and commit suicide or choose to strangle Yang Mo to death.
Through this period of tennis training, Yang Mo did feel that he had made great progress in passing. Without interference, Yang Mo could pass the basketball to any position he wanted in a static state. But once
If you move, the probability of achieving your mission will be reduced a lot. In short-distance situations, Yang Mo can almost handle it very well. He can even sometimes send out one or two perfect arcs to hit the ground. Of course
, the premise is that the distance cannot be too far.
After practicing for nearly an hour, Isiah Thomas accompanied Dolan and his son to the stadium. These two people rarely come to express condolences to the players. They always watch the game in the VIP box. After watching, they leave and have almost no communication with the players.
. But this time, they took the initiative to find Yang Mo and came in advance.
Seeing Yang Mo, both of them put on almost flattering smiles. Unlike other players, Yang Mo can be said to be an equal shareholder of these two, although the equity is far smaller than them. However, in terms of impact on the stock price
However, Yang Mo is more effective than them. This season, due to Yang Mo's joining, msg's stock price has risen continuously, and the value of both father and son has increased by at least 20%. With such a large profit increase, they can't imagine
It’s hard to think of Yang Mo as the God of Wealth.
"Yang, long time no see, how are you lately?" Xiao Dolan shook hands with Yang Mo enthusiastically and greeted Yang Mo as soon as he came up. Before, he was firmly opposed to the team buying Yang Mo and giving up James, but now, he has become
The most staunch and die-hard super-yang fan, as for LeBron James? Who-care? James cannot increase his net worth by 20%, but super-yang has already done it.
"It's okay." Yang Mo nodded with a smile, put down the tennis ball in his hand, walked to the seat on one side, and sat down side by side with Old Dolan.
Old Dolan was not a person who liked to show off. He held Yang Mo's hand and said very simply: "Yang, we came here specifically to cheer you up today. We hope you can win."
Tonight’s game. As you know, we are about to announce the ticket pricing for next season, and further plans are also being made for tickets for the playoffs. At this time, we need a valuable game to prove our
market value.”
"Yeah, I know." Yang Mo nodded. He is half a businessman, and he also holds shares in msg. As the Knicks' income increases, his wallet will also bulge, so there is no need for him to struggle with money.
.
Little Dolan next to him saw Yang Mo nodding and said quickly: "So, we hope you can switch the offensive mode from the first quarter tonight. Our team's offensive power is very sluggish now, and you are the sharpest weapon.
If you can keep attacking for the whole four quarters, our winning rate will be much higher."
"Huh?" Yang Mo frowned slightly and asked, "Do you think our team's offensive power is weak?"
Yang Mo suddenly asked back, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. Dolan also didn't know how to answer. He coughed slightly and then followed Yang Mo's words and said: "Although he is not weak, players with independent offensive capabilities are
There are very few, and even fewer can tear apart the opponent's defense alone. In fact, you are the only one."
"Next season, we will increase our investment and will definitely trade at least one All-Star player." At this time, Isiah Thomas, who was next to him, quickly added that as the general manager of the Knicks, it is necessary for him to be the general manager of the Knicks.
When the big boss is talking, he will insert the strategic plan for the next season, so as not to cause disaster at some time.
"Okay, I understand what you mean." Yang Mo suddenly slapped his thigh, stood up, and said to Dolan and his son: "I will aim to win this game and reduce the time I spend practicing passing."
As soon as Yang Mo said this, it was like a confession. Duolan and his son looked at each other, smiled slightly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Duolan and his son breathed a sigh of relief, but Yang Mo secretly raised his voice. He felt a little unhappy. Although it was also good for his wallet, he always felt that it was a constraint. He disliked people interfering with his money more and more.
will.
So, after Dolan and his son left, he called Lu Xueman. Soon, the call was connected.
"Please help me check the equity distribution of msg, how much equity Dolan and his son have, and how much equity we have. If we have enough cash, I hope to be able to completely control the right to speak by scanning the market." Yang Mo
He asked very directly.
Lu Xueman on the other end answered him after two minutes of silence: "There is sufficient cash, but now is not the best time for acquisition. Now MSG's stock is at an all-time high. It is irrational for us to buy goods at this time."
“Then when is the best time to scan goods?”
"When you lose in a row, or when there is bad news about your team." Lu Xueman on the other end answered very simply.
"Um..." Yang Mo hesitated for a while and said, "Can we artificially create some negative news to cause the stock price to plummet, and then we enter the market to buy goods."
"This takes time."
"Okay, I'll give you time." Yang Mo calmly expressed his ultimate request: "On the basketball court, I don't want anyone to tell me what to do."
"Understood." Lu Xueman on the other end nodded. After a while, she suddenly asked something unrelated to work: "By the way, do you know what Xue Fei is doing recently? It's mysterious. She was there half a month ago.
I flew back to China and played for a week.”
"Domestic?" When Yang Mo heard this word, his heart skipped a beat and he felt cold.
At this time, Lu Xueman asked again: "What? What's going on in the country? Do you know anything?"
"No, no." Yang Mo denied repeatedly: "I'm just curious about why she returned to China. She probably has no friends here and it's not fun."
"Hmm. It's probably for this reason. She is really bored here. After a while, when my mother is in better health, I will find an opportunity to send her back with her mother. My mother has always said that it is too boring here.
It’s not as lively as at home.”
"Okay, then I will buy my mother a villa in China..."
Yang Mo just wanted to take advantage of Lu Xueman, but Lu Xueman scolded her back: "Fuck you, you are still my mother now. You can only call me mom after we get married."
The two had a playful sexual intercourse and reluctantly hung up the phone.
After making this call and putting the phone aside, Yang Mo suddenly discovered that there was an extra figure on the court. And it was a person who Yang Mo felt was completely impossible and should not appear on the court: Tracy McGrady
.
Why is he here? According to legend, doesn't he never practice more?
Yang Mo was full of curiosity. Although Tracy McGrady's training attitude has improved a lot since joining the Knicks, the word "extra practice" is really insulating to him. Today, for the first time, he arrived at the court half a day early to warm up. It's so weird.
Yang Mo was feeling weird, but Tracy McGrady had already patted the ball and came to him, and sat down next to him. As soon as he sat down, he said to Yang Mo: "Looking at your expression, you must be very curious about why I appear here."
Here?"
"Yeah." Yang Mo nodded very directly, without any polite words.
"I came here for you." McGrady said with a smile: "Now there are rumors outside that we have conflicts, and it seems true. I think I should resolve it with you."
"Haha." Yang Mo grinned and said, "I have long dismissed what the media said."
"You are much more chic than we were back then." Tracy McGrady shrugged and recalled with a hint of sadness: "In our time, we had to please these reporters because they were the only channel for the stars to communicate with the fans, and we had to go through them.
Only through them can the words be conveyed to the fans, and the fans can only understand us through them. Gradually, they have the power of life and death. At that time, it was impossible to provoke reporters like you, because reporters would write about you
It stinks like shit, and then your future and business prospects are over."
"Now they still describe me as smelling like shit." Yang Mo asked in confusion.
"It's different. Now that the Internet is so developed, the media or reporters have no ability to really block a player, just like you." Tracy McGrady suddenly stretched his waist as he spoke, and sighed with great sadness: "Times have changed! "
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