Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 122 Hey!The old man!It's my godfather!

At the airport, the three Heroes of Houston were in high spirits, just like Scarlett who had just landed in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, with surprise eyes all over her eyes, looking back at the black-haired, yellow-skinned orientals who looked at her with horrified eyes...

"This... this foreign girl seems to have been seen somewhere..." Many airport staff muttered to themselves.

"Wow! Where's the promised fans?" Mr. Olajuwon looked miserable at the side...

"Fans?" Ron laughed, "Please, we're just traveling in secret this time... Do you want to make a big splash in the city? Don't forget, you, Olajuwon, are very popular in China, and your popularity is still the same as the famous people back then!"

"hey-hey…"

Seeing that smirk...It's hard to imagine that this guy would be the league's number one center who was well-known in the whole world more than ten years ago-Dameng Olajuwon...

But Ron really underestimated the ability of boys and girls in the Celestial Dynasty to chase stars...

The one who should come wants to hide but can't hide...

Every day at the Capital Airport, fans of different ages and interest levels come here, and there are even professional sailors stationed there. God knows who will come to BJ to "seek gold".
That's not to mention, what Ron is most worried about is those news media reporters who are ready and eager to try. Sports competitions are also inseparable from the pan-entertainment circle. Don't think that foreign reporters are disgusting and merciless. My headline party is even worse. Now that the Internet is so developed, in less than half a minute, his analysis report on Ron's whereabouts and purpose can be placed on the table of all managers in the league...

Hey... When walking out of the airport hall, Ron unfortunately collided with a famous celebrity, and followed by a large group of fans, roaring past Ron and Scarlett...

Perhaps their eyesight was locked on the demeanor and demeanor of that star when he appeared on the stage, but the [-]-meter big dream next to Ron, even though he was hunched over, wearing casual clothes, a pair of sunglasses, and dark skin, still looked like a door god, which shocked many boys and girls who inadvertently glanced at him...

Immediately afterwards, their eyes couldn't help shifting to the stalwart mature man who was also wearing sunglasses, and next to him, the little bird hugged his elbow like a human being, with a frivolous smile on his face, the beautiful foreign girl chewing gum and her aura that was similar to her body...

Silence... Curiosity... Doubt... Shock... Even the eyeballs are round!
In the end, he dragged the other companions who hadn't had time to see them, then the companions of the companions, and then...

"S... Scarlett!"

"Scarlett? Which Scarlett? Scarlett Johansson? Got it wrong?"

"Dream Olajuwon?!" A tall boy in a basketball uniform shouted at Ron and his party.

"And Ron! Former national player and current NBA Houston Rockets manager Ron!"

Wow!
I don’t believe in pies falling from the sky, but pies have fallen from the sky, why don’t you eat them without opening your mouth?

Everyone rushed in, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while. Even the media reporters who had set up their camera angles heard the news and swung their stretcher cameras like crazy...

"Let's go!" Hearing Ron's words, he dragged Scarlett away, and Olajuwon, who was still greeting him leisurely, turned around and was dumbfounded...

Soon he was submerged in that torrent...

Don't tell me, isn't that what he came to China for?
But what he didn't know was that there was someone even more unlucky than him - a certain celebrity faced the empty hall of opportunity, his face was pale and extremely embarrassed... A gust of cold wind blew by, and he could only ask the old lady who was cleaning the fence, "Hey, do you need my autograph?"

Soon after walking out of the Capital Airport, Richard, the director of overseas market development in Houston, squeezed his face into the crowd of pick-ups, struggling to hold a sign with a big red Houston Rockets LOGO on it...

When he saw Ron anxiously pulling Scarlet to kill, followed by a group of unidentified unarmed troops, this old Jianghu named Richard quickly understood everything...

"Drive, drive..."

A Hummer started the engine with a "boom" and drove away...

A few minutes later, on the expressway around the city, Ron turned on the accompanying IPAD and watched the latest live broadcast on the Internet...

That title is very gratifying - "Chasing the Magical Manager".

On the camera, seeing Olajuwon's very proud face, the stone in Ron's heart finally sank...

"Excuse me, what is the purpose of Ron's low-key trip to China this time? Business? Economy? Player scouting? Or going back to China with Scarlett to visit relatives..."

"secret…"

It's-a-secret! Olajuwon raised his eyebrows triumphantly, revealing a whole mouthful of neat teeth.

This also made Ron breathe a sigh of relief...

"Excuse me, if it's Ron's private honeymoon, why did they bring you?" The reporter smiled and imagined: "Could it be that you are Ron's sole agent in the United States, the relationship of the godfather, almost family..."

Damn, don't put a high hat on this stinky old man, this guy can't remember his own name when he gets so proud... Ron suddenly felt a little nervous...

"Hey..." He changed his pose, almost getting carried away, as if he was about to open his mouth...

"It's still a secret!"

Ha ha!The Houston overseas staff on the whole Hummer were very gratifying, and were deeply impressed by the old man's humor...

"Then about the Houston Rockets' outlook after this season, can you reveal to the audience friends in front of the TV?"

"It is said that Yao Ming will recover from injury soon. When will he be able to play? How is his competitive state and mental state?"

...

It's still long guns and cannons, torture and waiting, and these sufferings in Ron's eyes are another matter in Olajuwon's eyes. He talks eloquently and with great interest. If he had known that he enjoyed it so much, Ron would have liked to throw all the crap about dealing with the media to him.

"First of all, we have a magical boy. As the head of our 'new' management team, he has injected a new set of ideas and management models into the team. He has brought a lot of help to the team and broke some conventional conclusions. I think that half a month ago, no one thought that the Houston Rockets had too many prospects for this season. Now, I want to tell you, please don't give up...Yes, please continue to support us as always, just like you support Yao Ming...We will neither play badly nor act on the spot, our goal is always firm, That is - the championship..."

The championship? Looking at Olajuwon's swearing appearance in front of the camera, it is hard to believe that this is the words of a 13-24 team executive, and he also expressed the dream that Ron has always believed in...

Hey!The old man!Everyone's hearts are filled with sincere emotion...

"What should I do? Manager...do you want to send a public relations team over there?" Richard asked with some concern.

"It's okay, I didn't intend to escape the eyes of social media anyway," let alone we have spies here!Ron thought to himself, smiled again and continued: "You all underestimate Dameng's IQ, this old man is better at dealing with the media than us...don't worry!"

Looking at the polite old man who kept smiling all the time in the picture, Ron was instinctively filled with gratitude.

He was originally a great mentor when he first came to Houston, and he gave Ron the greatest help and support in life and work. If this can't be called his godfather, then what is godfather?
...

In the afternoon, Olajuwon came late with a red face and met Ron and the others. He handed the taxi driver 100 dollars, watched the other party swallowing, smiled, and said generously: "Don't look for it!"

"Thank-you, Thank-you..." The driver was so happy and crazy.

"How is it?" This was Olajuwon's first sentence after seeing Ron, who was sitting on the sofa of the Marco Polo Hotel in Zhongao with a frowning face...

"How about what?" Ron habitually gave him a blank look...

Ouch, this brat, his wings are stiff...

The problem before Ron is that the guy who may be able to cure Yao's leg injury, the guy named Qing Were Hermit, his "hidden place", according to Carter, the genius doctor in Phoenix City, he claims to be from Nanyang...

Where is Nanyang? NY City, referred to as "Wan", is located in the southwest of Hen Province, at the junction of Henan, Hubei and Shaanxi. It is the hometown of Zhuge Wuhou, and it is not 01:30 from BJ...

Richard, the rocket's resident overseas director in the Chinese market, also spread his hands helplessly: "BJ is not Houston after all, and we don't have convenience in terms of transportation..."

But Scarlett was arguing and stubborn. This little girl wanted to go to the old BJ Sanlitun, where Ron's mother lived. Although she had already had a phone call on the other side of the ocean, the little girl really missed her old man, and Ron's mother was English-blind.

"Work, work, work all day long. How long has it been since you saw your mother? Shouldn't Chinese people abide by filial piety?"

"This...isn't it a bit rushed for time? Go back and tie up that old Taoist priest, and we will go back to BJ..."

"No! I have to go and see his old man today..." Scarlett was not the goddess of the whole people when she played her temper, she looked like a little girl who yelled at you for candy...

3 days later, the second match against the Zijin Dynasty, you see, this is the first day of the account, isn't it...

Ron dejectedly asked Richard from the Overseas Marketing Team to ask for a car, and at the end he gave a wry smile in public...

However, Olajuwon squeezed into the back seat with an expression of interest. According to him, he needed to breathe the exotic atmosphere and get involved in the exotic landscape...

But he didn't know that there was a serious wind and sand outside BJ...

When passing through the revolving door of the hotel, Ron hurried away with Scarlett in his hand, afraid of the paparazzi's follow-up, but he never thought that at the other end of the revolving door, Goddess Tang, who had met him in West Virginia and chatted with him about dreams, looked at his back in a hurry, with the most gratifying smile on her face...

　Ben is better and stronger, I will talk nonsense?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)