Above All Beings in the NBA

"No, no, this afternoon, I asked Mitch to make an offer for Yao Ming."

"Yao Ming, jacket!"

"Who are you talking about? Yao Ming?"

Zen master suddenly shouted, I didn’t expect that the new invisible owner of the Lakers would be so daring. Yao Ming’s coming to the Lakers is not just an improvement in strength. It can be said that after Yao Ming’s arrival, the Lakers monopolize 8% of the Chinese market. , and the remaining [-]%, the UAE's Supersonics will occupy most of it, and the rest will be divided up by the rest of the teams.

The Zen master quickly got up and closed the doors.

"Is it reliable?"

"Eighty percent chance."

Wang Hao replied.

"Enough, can't give them Fisher too, haven't they been short of point guards?"

...

Ruthless, Zen Master is really ruthless. Bynum, who has been trained for 3 years, throws it away, and his first student Fisher also throws it away. It seems that the NBA is a business. Fake.

"Wait, let me calculate, Yao Ming's contract is 1500 million, let's..."

"You gave an extra first round."

The Zen master drew with a brush for a while, and then he figured it out. Wang Hao really didn't see what the Zen master drew.

Boom boom boom!

There was another knock on the door, and the Zen master cleared away the things on the table and said "come in"

"It's all there, let me find it easy."

"Let's talk about it, Wang Hao, look, you gave an extra first round."

Wang Hao and Kobe stared at each other, "The Zen master just said that."

"How about Mosaic?"

"The response is positive, and there should be an accurate answer tomorrow. Although they haven't said anything yet, it's obvious that they want to sell Yao Ming. They are worried about Yao Ming's health and don't want to spend money to support Yao Ming. Moreover, they are in Yao Ming's body. Earn enough."

I'm afraid the last sentence is true. Alexander has earned enough. At this time, letting Yao Ming go to compete for the championship can not only gain Yao Ming's favor, but also create a wave of presence in the hearts of Chinese fans. After all, Chinese people are nostalgic.

"Okay, let's prepare for the game! Play the game well, and leave the rest to me."

In the game at night, Kobe and Wang Hao obviously didn't have the intention to drink more and pester the Blazers.

At the beginning, the two big shots were full of firepower.

Halftime big flower game.

80:52, leading by 28 points at halftime, and Wang Hao and Kobe didn't need to play in the second half. Even if the Lakers came on the bench, the Blazers, who are now full of injuries, may not be able to win.

"Tsk tsk tsk! The Lakers are so strong, are they signing Yao Ming?"

The old Bass in the box obviously got cheap and acted like a good boy.

While talking badly, he clinked glasses with Kupchak while holding a wine glass.

"Sir, do you object?"

Kupchak asked, although this is a joke, but the current Lakers are not the Bass family has the final say, if there is anything in the middle, he Kupchak will stand in line.

"Mitch, I know what you're thinking, don't worry, I won't do stupid things, and neither will my children. After my death, all operations of the Lakers will be handed over to Wang Hao's team, and the Bass family will only be responsible for dividends. , So, you don’t have to care about me at all, I’m only responsible for collecting money, your boss is playing on the field.”

Bass pointed at the court, and he had to say that the older he got, the more demon he got, and Bass saw it very clearly. He knew all about those things in his house. He handed over the power of the Lakers, and what he got in return was rolling A fool would know what to do. After all, whether it is a team or any other business, the main purpose is to make money.

"Sir, I have to say that you are still smart. With Wang Hao, the Chinese market will always be open to the Lakers, and we will have Yao Ming soon."

"Mitch, remember, I'm just a fan from now on, and the owner of the Lakers is Wang Hao. As for paying the luxury tax, you don't have to report to me. I'm only responsible for the money."

"Okay, sir"

Kupchak is obviously a smart guy, isn't it good now?The boss told him that he can sign whoever he signs, and he can choose whoever he chooses, and he doesn't have to take the blame. As for the luxury tax?The boss slammed a bunch of checks right in his face.

"Corvo, get up early tomorrow, let's go to Mickey."

"it is good!"

The matter is of great importance, and Kobe can't hold back anymore. As for whether he can fall asleep at night, who knows...

Chapter 386 Welcome, Welcome, Boss Yao

Early the next morning, Wang Hao and Kobe called the bleary-eyed Kupchak and Zen Master to the team office, making up their minds to grind their teeth with the Rockets all day.

"Do you two have a sense of public morality? Don't you know that the elderly need to rest?"

...

"Mitch, this matter is done, I will give you a vacation, and you will be put directly on the day of the draft, and your salary will be paid."

"never mind."

Kupchak knew that Wang Hao was not joking, and he also knew that Wang Hao had no other intentions. After all, it seemed, maybe, maybe after signing Yao Ming, Kupchak really had nothing to do with him.

Early in the morning, Kupchak called the general manager of Mosaic.

"At most, we are giving you one Fisher, but you also have to give us more people to match the salary."

The negotiation between the two sides has reached the final step, and it is nothing more than to get more benefits from each other.

"We don't want Fisher. After all, without Yao Ming, we have to rebuild. I want rookies."

"Rookie? Do you want Wang Hao? Don't even think about it. I won't change a team if you take it."

"Of course, Mitch, do you think this joke is funny? Don't waste time, we want defenders."

"Defender? Wait a minute, let me see."

Kupchak blocked the microphone with his hand and looked at Wang Hao.

On Wang Hao's piece of paper, the word Lu Wei was written, and Artest's name was also written on it.

"Hey! Dude, I have to say, you are very lucky, look at this, we will give you a Lu Wei, add a draft pick, but we want Artest?"

"What? Artest? Dreaming, don't even think about it, are you sincere?"

A thunderous roar came from the phone.