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Chapter 320 Might Be Suitable To Be Friends

The mountains are vast and the air is clean.

Listen carefully, and there is the sound of insects and birds.

Qin Fei was thinking wildly. At this time, if there is a sudden earthquake, the ground cracks, and the mountains collapse, and he suddenly uses superpowers to fly into the air and escape gravity, will everyone be surprised?

"This manor, Chris Cohan spent more than 300 million US dollars, it is indeed the top residence in Oakland."

Tellem gave an introduction, and then stepped into the door on the ground floor.

Chris Cohan and Rowell were already waiting in the living room. After Qin Fei and the others came in, they showed chrysanthemum-like smiles and enthusiastically came up to shake hands with Qin Fei and the others.

"We finally meet, Qin Fei!"

"Our superstar!"

Chris Cohan was obviously more experienced than Qin Fei imagined. After saying hello, he pulled Qin Fei to sit down with him like an old friend who had known him for many years.

Qin Fei smiled slightly: "Isn't this often seen on TV?"

Hearing this, Chris Cohan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

After everyone was seated, someone brought coffee and other drinks.

"Yesterday's game was so cool. If I hadn't had an important meeting to attend, I would definitely have come to the scene to cheer for you. Although it's a pity to lose in the end, your performance was really great."

After Chris Cohan spoke, he threw the general manager Rowell aside and talked endlessly.

Qin Fei nodded and listened. The other party talked a lot, so let him talk more.

"I remember that when I was very young, I watched the Warriors' games. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to be the owner of the Warriors. It is really amazing and honored."

"Basketball is a very passionate sport. I like this sport, and I also like you as athletes. It's a pity that my basketball level is average and I can't play professional games."

"Of course, I also want to thank everyone present for their joint efforts to make the Golden State Warriors run so well in the past year. This is a very difficult thing."

Chris Cohan talked a lot before stopping to take a sip of his coffee.

General Manager Rowell finally had a chance to intervene and said, "So, Qin Fei, you are really a player that our Warriors are very optimistic about and are willing to cultivate. Regarding your contract, we also want to settle down quickly so that we can operate in the upcoming summer market and build a brand new team around you."

"About the contract, I do have a few questions here, and I want to communicate with General Manager Rowell."

Tellem also inserted the topic at the right time, and then took out the previously drafted contract plan from the briefcase.

The two sat not far away. After the contract was drawn out, Tellem took a pen to draw in the area circled before, and the two discussed and studied the details in depth.

For a while, Qin Fei and the others were a little idle.

"Qin Fei, can you play snooker?"

Chris Cohan sent Qin Fei a sports invitation.

Snooker?

Qin Fei was a little surprised, this project really had very little contact.

"You can try."

Qin Fei smiled.

Chris Cohan said with a smile: "Let's go, go to the basement of my house, I have a billiard room."

The billiard room was quite large. After the two came, a guy like a butler came to set the ball for them. Cohan took out his billiard sticks from the cabinet.

Qin Fei also randomly picked a pole and put it in his hand.

"you first."

Cohan signaled Qin Fei to kick off first.

Qin Fei glanced at the ball on the table, and remembered that he used to play a lot of billiards in Penguin Games, and he seemed to be able to score goals directly by rebounding at the beginning.

Bounce off the side at the start and let the front ball go into the lower left corner hole?

Is it a little overthinking.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Qin Fei lay down on the table, picked up the pole and stabbed it!

"Snapped!"

There was a clear kick-off sound, and the white ball on the table jumped out of the small long table like a rocket, hit the edge of the table, bounced high, like a cannonball, and flew past Cohan with a whistling sound.

Chris Cohan still maintains a mysterious smile with a stiff smile

"Sorry, athlete, you know that."

"It's a little stronger."

Qin Fei raised his club and nodded slightly.

As soon as the Warriors' season ended, all kinds of work came one after another.

Qin Fei's contract renewal is of course the top priority.

After the snooker friendly match between Qin Fei and his boss Cohan, he came to the living room, only to see the scene where the general manager Rowell and the agent Tellem were arguing with each other.

Chris Cohan nodded inwardly, he fully agrees with the general manager's work attitude.

Bosses are like this. If you look relaxed and content in front of your boss, even if you have done your job well, the boss will feel panicked. But as long as you work hard without rest and neurasthenia, the boss will feel more at ease even if your work is mediocre.

After all, his money is for you to work, not to take you on vacation.

So the two bosses present were quite satisfied.

"What's the matter? Are there any problems that have not been resolved?"

Chris Cohan sat next to Rowell, patted him on the shoulder, and took a look at the contract.

"Actually, there is not much controversy. There is also the issue of Qin Fei's participation in the team transaction."

Rowell glanced at Qin Fei and said sullenly: "Although Qin Fei has the right to know about the transaction, if he intervenes too much in the transaction, it will not be conducive to the unity of the team, so I hope to reduce this part of the right as much as possible. If it is exposed, it will not have a positive impact on Qin Fei."

Chris Cohan looked at it pretendingly, and then hummed twice.

"I think what the general manager said makes sense."

Qin Fei spoke at this time.

"My original intention is not to interfere with the normal operation of the team, but to give the team the correct trading advice. Of course, the control must still be in the hands of the management. There is no doubt about it."

After Qin Fei said this, Rowell hadn't spoken yet, and Chris Cohan directly expressed his opinion.

"What Qin Fei said is very good. His intentions are good. How can we reject the team's star trade proposal? I think Qin Fei can participate in this process, and he should also be an important member of the team's management."

As soon as Chris Cohan finished speaking, Rowell's face turned pale.

This guy is at it again, what does that mean?

The first player + president position in history appeared?

"Okay, that's completely OK!"

Tellem stood up and applauded. It's good to have such an unreliable boss!

"Everyone is happy."

Pelinka said with a smile.

Qin Fei held the boss's hand and smiled.

"Chris, thank you for your trust!"

Among those present, only the general manager Rowell was dumbfounded, but at the same time, a stone fell from his heart. With the decision and support of the boss, Qin Fei's participation in the team's future team building plan was almost a certainty, and no one could raise any objections.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I still write the players I want to you, the general manager, and then you can operate them later."

"Of course, some players may not be easy to get. The specific situation and the main attack direction are still in your control."

Qin Fei stated that he was not seizing power, and emphasized that he was only a right to suggest.

Rowell nodded and took Qin Fei's hand.

Rowell asked: "So, the season is over, do you have any good advice?"

Any good advice?

Qin Fei's heart moved, and everyone around him was looking at him.

The boss Ke Han gave Qin Fei an affirmative look. As long as Qin Fei said anything, he would immediately support him with a pat on the thigh.

No way, now Qin Fei is the Warriors' cash cow. He has been with the Warriors for half a year and directly helped him bring his investment in the Warriors back to life.

As a businessman, he always valued profits. Qin Fei brought such a great benefit, whoever objected, he would be the first to be fired.

"Can you say anything? I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to say it."

Qin Fei still seemed to have some concerns, and his tone was not particularly confident.

"Be bold, it's no big deal, we all want to hear your views on this season, as well as some plans and ideas for the future team."

Chris Cohan encouraged.

Qin Fei shifted his gaze to Rowell again.

"That's right, it's like this. Tell me, we believe in your vision and thinking."

Rowell once again affirmed Qin Fei.

"Well, since that's the case, then I'll tell the truth."

Qin Fei coughed lightly, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Everyone concentrated their attention, and the two noble cats in the corner also felt the dignified atmosphere and hid secretly in the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

"I think so."

"I don't seem to get along well with PJ-Carlesimo, of course, that's not to say he's not good."

"But how do you say it?"

"Maybe it's just for being friends"

Cohan's manor villa fell into a silent and eerie silence for an instant

(End of this chapter)