System: I am always awesome in the NBA

At this moment, Lin Hao no longer had the heart to compete.

Otherwise, if Larry Brown knew about this, he would definitely nag me for a long time.

In the following games, Williams seemed to be trapped in the "nightmare web" carefully woven by Lin Hao, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

On the other hand, Lin Hao was like a no-man's land on the offensive end.

Sometimes he leaps high outside the three-point line and shoots like lightning; sometimes he rushes into the inside like a wild horse and shocks the whole audience with a powerful dunk.

Anxiety and helplessness gradually appeared on Williams' face, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

His once confident dribbling moves also began to become error-prone.

The whole game gradually turned into a brutal one-sided massacre.

The game is finally over.

Williams lost miserably, not scoring a single point.

"Wow! The King of New York is so strong!"

"Compared to Lin, Williams' dribbling is a piece of shit."

"Let Lin be the 'Bone Collector'! Williams doesn't deserve it at all!"

The onlookers were extremely excited.

Their King of New York is a king even on the street court!

Williams stood there, his eyes blank.

After a moment, he slowly squatted down, held his head with his hands, and groaned in pain.

That $15 was no small sum of money for him.

"Remember, don't be so arrogant next time!"

"With your skill level, you can't play in the NBA even if you grow 20 centimeters taller!"

Lin Hao looked at him coldly.

"Losing to the King of New York is an honorable defeat! Hahahaha!"

Williams forced a smile.

He slowly stood up, took out a check from his backpack, and handed it to Lin Hao with slight trembling.

"Oh my god, I made a net profit of 15 just from one fight!"

Zhou Lingxuan looked envious.

This money is enough to cover her tuition for more than two years.

"Here, this is for you!"

Lin Hao took the check, glanced at it briefly, and handed it to Zhou Lingxuan.

He has so much money now that he has no idea where to spend it, and he doesn't care about the mere 15 yuan at all.

"Give me?"

Zhou Lingxuan’s eyes widened.

"Okay! Let's go!"

After Lin Hao finished speaking, he put on his sunglasses, mask and baseball cap again, turned around and left.

Seeing this, the onlookers quickly made way for Lin Hao and watched him leave with admiration.

"Idol, please remember to mail me your signature shoes!"

"No problem, send your address to my phone!"

"Miss, don't forget your footbath water!"

"roll!"

……

On the way back.

"Boss, you're giving me so much money on our first meeting. Aren't you afraid I'll run away with the money?"

"Just run! Consider it a donation to needy college students!"

"I……"

Zhou Lingxuan clenched her teeth, her face flushed red with anger.

This guy's words are so annoying!

I used to be a rich girl, how come I became a poor college student?

Just then, Zhou Lingxuan's cell phone rang.

It was Pelinka who called.

Now that Lin Hao has an assistant, he will never miss a call again.

"Boss, I just received a call from Pelinka. The well-known sports brand Skechers has sent you a 10-year endorsement contract worth $8 million."

"This brand was born in California in 92 and has now grown into the world's most popular..."

Zhou Lingxuan sat in the passenger seat, talking incessantly.

"Help me push it!"

"Boss, didn't you hear that? This is an 8 million dollar endorsement contract!"

Zhou Lingxuan opened her mouth wide, and was extremely shocked.

Is the boss so rich?

"Remember, I'll reject any endorsement offer with an annual fee of less than 1 million!"

Lin Hao smiled coldly.

In his previous life, Wade signed a 10-year, $1 million contract with Li Ning and also obtained a portion of equity.

And Skechers is even better than Li Ning, yet they only offered such a contract?

Are you fucking sending away beggars?

(Wade: I signed that in 2012!)

"Boss, how much assets do you have? Are you turning away $8 million?"

Zhou Lingxuan asked in shock.

"I'm not sure, probably a few hundred million!"

Lin Hao said lightly.

“How many millions should it be?”

"You don't even know how much money is in your bank card?"

Zhou Lingxuan couldn't believe her ears.

No wonder this bastard gave me $25 just one day after meeting me. It turns out he is really sponsoring poor college students!

Lin Hao was concentrating on driving and was too lazy to reply to the girl.

In addition to his salary, he also receives endorsement fees from brands such as Nike, KFC, and Coca-Cola.

In addition, there are equity dividends from Nike and box office dividends from movies.

He was too lazy to check how much money was in his bank card.

……

The next day, the Knicks will host the Orlando Magic at home.

Inside Madison Square Garden, the lights are bright and the crowds are bustling.

Zhou Lingxuan followed Lin Hao step by step into the gym.

She was extremely excited at the moment, looking around curiously like a happy little deer.

Although she has been in the United States for three years, this is her first time to watch an NBA game in person.

In the past it was because of heavy academic workload, and later it was because of lack of money.

"Hey, Boss, where did you find such a beautiful assistant? Find one for me too!"

Ariza winked at Lin Hao.

"Get lost! Can you afford an assistant with your salary?"

Lin Hao cursed with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Knicks vs. Magic game. I'm Mike Breen, the commentator, and this is Craig Sager."

"Now, the Knicks have won 22 consecutive games and are currently ranked 4th in the Eastern Conference."

"Craig, do you think they can continue their winning streak in this game?"

Mike Breen said.

"I think the Knicks will lose. The Magic are currently ranked 10th in the Eastern Conference with a winning percentage of only 43.9%, making them a weak team."

"However, the Knicks have reached their physical limit due to their long winning streak. This is a victory!"

"Also, the Magic's strongest point is Dwight Howard's dominance in the paint."

"Whether it's Tyson or Anderson, they can't stop Dwight. This is the second victory!"

Craig Sager said.