Violent striker

() On the way back to the training hall, Yang Mo only felt refreshed.Ever since she broke up with Yan Li, everything has gone smoothly.Today, he not only got Michael Jordan's promise, but also picked up a beautiful agent for nothing. He was still troubled by the agent's affairs, but now he's fine, and he directly hired an Ivy League student.Moreover, the employment contract he signed was so beneficial to him.

At this moment, Yang Mo really wanted to shout to the sky: God, you are really not mean to me!

When they came to the court, the three of Ross Westbrook and Gordon were still there. Seeing Yang Mo coming back, the three of them immediately gathered around and asked with concern, "How is it? Did Michael let you try out in Charlotte?"

"No." Yang Mo shook his head, he couldn't reveal this to them, otherwise it would cause trouble.

"Hey!" Westbrook clapped his hands and sighed, "These guys don't know anything."

"That's right, Yang's power rebounds are very good, and the last time I watched him shoot a three-pointer for a few minutes, he didn't miss a shot." Eric Gordon also expressed his injustice for Yang Mo.

Derrick Rose stood aside in silence for a while, pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, if you are really not selected, I will definitely let my team arrange you for trial training, I think you will definitely be able to gain a foothold in the NBA."

"Yes, I can also follow my team." Westbrook also patted his chest.

"That's right, I can also be very good with the team that selected me..." Eric Gordon also rushed.

These three really regarded Yang Mo as brothers. They were popular rookies and they didn't have to worry about being selected, so they all cared about Yang Mo's future.Yang Mo was very touched when he heard this. He really wanted to tell them about Pat Riley and Michael Jordan, but after thinking about it carefully, he had to bear it first. Only the team will be punished.

"Okay, brothers, no matter what. We will never give up the basketball we love. I hope that one day we can meet again on the court. At that time, don't show mercy." Yang Mo said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I won't let you guys. My goal this year is the best rookie."

Westbrook said arrogantly.It made Derrick Rose next to him roll his eyes: "If you want to win the best rookie, you have to ask me if I agree."

"Stop arguing, the best rookie must be mine." Eric Gordon also expressed his attitude with confidence.

The three of them bickered fiercely, but they didn't take a word to heart.Yang Mo also believed that no matter who among the three won the best rookie, the others would give their blessings.

When the three of them were bickering, Yang Mo suddenly looked forward to it: So... will it be possible for me to win the best rookie?

The idea flashed through him, and he dismissed it immediately.He felt that it would be very difficult for him to gain a foothold in the NBA now. As for winning the best rookie, he had to take his time, and he couldn't become fat with one bite.

Yang Mo didn't think he could win the best rookie, just like he thought he would never be able to play in the NBA before.The world is so wonderful, sometimes the more you want something, the more you can't get it, you don't have that thought, but inadvertently hold on to it, what will happen in the future, no one can predict.

The four chatted for a while, and the other three were called away by their agents one by one. As popular rookies, they would always have endless interviews.

Yang Mo is not jealous, he has enough patience to wait for his time to come.Although he didn't know how long it would be, he firmly believed that that day would not be too far away.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

According to the posture corrected by the Miami shooting coach, Yang Mo threw the basketballs into the basket one by one, which felt like throwing stones into the sea.Yang Mo herself also felt that the feeling was getting smoother and smoother, more and more in tune.

It seems that professional ones are more accurate than Ye Luzi.Of course, the reason why Yang Mo was able to understand it so quickly was inseparable from his previous diligent practice.His previous practice was tantamount to constantly building channels, and the professional teaching of the shooting coach was just a kick in the door. The door kicked open, and the continuous silky feeling naturally came naturally.

After about five or six hundred shots, Yang Mo finally felt tired, so he put away the ball and walked towards the locker room.

When he was fast entering the locker room, he bumped into Michael Beasley head-on. When Beasley saw Yang Mo, he was very embarrassed and said, "Dude, you didn't foul on that ball today. I know better than anyone else that the referee made a misjudgment." gone."

"It's okay, it's all over." Yang Mo smiled slightly, very calm.

"You play too hard. I really hope that one day I can be teammates with you, so that I don't have to worry about rebounding and defense anymore." Michael Beasley said seriously. Westbrook's teammates know Yang Mo's strength better.In the previous game, Yang Mo changed the situation on the field as soon as he came on the court, which made him very uncomfortable, so he would rather be teammates with Yang Mo than against each other.

"Wish we had the chance."

"I wish you a long way, buddy." Beasley patted Yang Mo on the shoulder, put on his earphones, and walked away shaking his head.

After Yang Mo went into the room to take a shower and change clothes, as soon as he left the training hall, Lu Xueman called.Yang Mo answered the phone, and the Lu Xueman contract on the other end had been drawn up. He asked Yang Moguo to take a look and sign if there was no problem.

Yang Mo praised the efficiency, and went to the agreed western restaurant.After finding Lu Xueman and ordering a meal, I took a look at the contract she drafted. It said that the nba contract would take 50.00% according to the league's regulations, and the rest of the commercial contracts would be calculated according to [-]% of the premium, but Yang Mo's valuation could not More than [-]% of the merchant's quotation.

Seeing this, Yang Mo frowned and asked, "What if the merchant's quotation is extremely low?"

"Don't worry, I will fight for your best interests. If their quotation is too low, you can have the right to veto it. Regarding this clause, there are seven clauses in No. 30." Lu Xueman said very professionally.

Yang Mo nodded, and after carefully reading all the terms of the contract, he felt that there was no problem, so he took out a pen and signed his name, and Lu Xueman took the pen and signed his name.

After signing the contract, Lu Xueman asked Yang Mo solemnly: "Okay, now we have a community of interests. The draft will be held in New York in two days. Has any team expressed their intention to sign with you?"

"Huh?" Yang Mo couldn't accept the change of Lu Xueman's identity, and was taken aback.

"Now that I'm your manager, I must know everything about you so that I can make the best choice for you." Lu Xueman's tone was very serious.

Yang Mo thought for a while, Lu Xueman is not an outsider now, so he simply confessed, and he lowered his voice and whispered in Chinese: "Your former boss promised me that he would use a pick at the end of the first round. Pick me. Miami’s Pat Riley also promised to pick me, and also signed a private agreement with me, willing to sign me with a three-year contract of 600 million.”

After hearing this, Lu Xueman frowned, sighed, and said with some disappointment: "Unprofessional, too unprofessional. You don't know how to market yourself. There is no need for you to talk to Pat Riley about this matter." Sign a private agreement, they want you so much, you should take this opportunity to raise your value, give them a sense of tension, force them to choose you at the top position, and then offer you a contract of tens of millions."

"This..." Yang Mo struggled for a moment, and said, "Is this too much to talk about? I was an unknown young player before."

"Then why do they take a fancy to you? If they take a fancy to you, it means that you have something to attract them. Your mentality is unacceptable. Now is the era of commodity economy, there is buying and selling. Since they want to buy, why not Sell ​​it higher? Willing to spend 600 million to sign you, don't care about spending 400 million more."

"I... am not a commodity." Yang Mo muttered softly.

"Wrong, you are a commodity." Lu Xueman corrected Yang Mo's mistake righteously: "My role is to make you the most luxurious commodity. From now on, let me discuss any contracts. Just your brain , was sold and returned the money.”

Lu Xueman became more and more confident, Yang Mo couldn't help coughing, and said with a stern face, "Did you ever talk to the boss like this?"

"You dare to fire me?" Lu Xueman chuckled, took out the contract, pointed to the unremarkable boy in the middle, and said, "It says, I represent your lifelong brokerage business, and unilaterally tear up the contract, but you have to pay for it." Billions of dollars."

When Yang Mo heard this, he quickly sat up and read it carefully. It was indeed the case, and immediately shouted: "Are you kidding me?"

"Who told you not to look carefully?" Lu Xueman chuckled, an extremely sinister smile.Then, he stretched out his finger to lift Yang Mo's chin, teasingly said: "If you fall into my old lady, don't even think about escaping."

"Do you dare to tease your boss?" Yang Moshen knocked off her slender and fair fingers, warning.

Lu Xueman's finger was opened, and she quickly stretched it out again. She lightly brushed Yang Mo's cheek, and a scent of fragrance rushed into Yang Mo's nostrils, which immediately raised her spirits. "What's wrong with me molesting you? Are you capable of firing me?"

"I...I'm going to sue you for molesting the boss. Don't you know that Isiah Thomas molested Aunt Sweeper and paid more than 5000 million dollars in compensation?" Yang Mo said weakly, now he finally knows why no man likes women to overtake Michael Jordan It's on me, the relationship between a man and a woman can only be perfect if the man is in charge of the initiative.

"You sue, you sue, no one will save you even if you break your throat." Lu Xueman uttered the classic lines of the villain Yin-shao in the movie very toughly, and grasped the emotion of "lawlessness bullying others" It's in place, as if he's convinced of Yang Mo.

At this time, Yang Mo looked exactly like the wronged pretty daughter-in-law in the film and television works.

In the mood of grievance, Yang Mo poured down a glass of red wine, gritted his teeth and swore in his heart: Lu Xueman, you forced me, I will do you sooner or later, let you sing conquest under my crotch, let you know What is a man above.

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