NBA: Being criticized for half a year at the beginning

After returning to the locker room, Tang Yu said to everyone: "Okay guys, we have ended a wonderful journey. This winning streak will be our common memory, and you will all be remembered by history!"

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he led the applause, and the coaching staff and players also applauded together.

Then Tang Yu turned and walked out of the locker room and walked to the post-match press conference.

All the reporters began to whisper when they saw Tang Yu coming in. They did not find regret or anger on Tang Yu's face.

After sitting down, Tang Yu said without waiting for questions: "Everyone must be wondering why I look so happy. You may suspect that I am pretending. But I am disappointed that I am not!"

"Haha!" The reporters in the audience laughed.

The Rockets press officer pointed to a reporter and signaled that he could start asking questions.

"Coach Tang, can you tell us about the Rockets' next plan after the team's loss tonight? Or will the Rockets make trades before the trade deadline?"

"Haha! I guess someone will ask this question. I am very satisfied with the current Rockets lineup. Although we have some injuries, we have a lot of players who can play. If there is no particularly good plan, I will not change the team's current lineup."

Tang Yu told the reporter all his views. The Rockets can trade, but the plan must be able to impress him.

Then a reporter stood up, "For tonight's loss, where do you think the Rockets' problem lies?"

Tang Yu playfully pursed his lips and said, "We did a good job, there is no problem, but the luck is a little worse. Jamal is an extraordinary player, I admire him very much, and it is acceptable for me to be defeated by him."

Tang Yu did not hide his love for Crawford at the press conference, which surprised the reporters in the audience, and everyone recorded it.

"Then will you try to bring in Jamal Crawford?"

"If there is a chance in the future, I hope to work with him!"

After the interview, Tang Yu was relieved. It would be a lie to say that he had no pressure in his heart for this winning streak.

Now he feels relieved.

After returning home, Taylor Swift was still waiting for him in the living room, "You are back. Are you unhappy about losing tonight?"

Tang Yu hugged Taylor Swift and said in her ear: "You may not believe it, but I feel relieved. I was afraid of losing every night during the winning streak. I feel very good after losing today!"

"It's the first time I see you like this. It's really rare. By the way, I have to record a new album recently, so I may be busy." Taylor Swift said apologetically.

Tang Yu showed an unhappy expression, "Then you have to make it up to me. By the way, isn't the recording studio in Houston?"

"Of course, I only work during the day, but I will also stay up late. I will try my best to control the time."

"Okay, I will be the first listener after the recording!"

"No problem, you will definitely be the first listener!"

Taylor Swift gave a sweet kiss, Tang Yu lifted Taylor Swift's legs, and the other party took the opportunity to wrap her legs around his waist.

"Take a shower and go to bed!"

......

The next day at the Rockets training center, Max and Tang Yu were drinking tea in Tang Yu's office.

"Boss, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Are you doubting me?" Tang Yu took a sip of the teacup.

Max took a deep breath. He was determined to implement Tang Yu's decision, but he didn't expect Tang Yu to do this to a player.

"Okay, boss, I will do as you ask!"

Tang Yu looked at Max with appreciation, "You will get used to it in the future. There are more things in society than just fighting and killing..."

Tang Yu asked the small notebook on the table to be put back in his pocket. This will be his special notebook from now on.

'Stop~'

Tang Yu's phone vibrated. It was Sam Hinkie. Tang Yu picked up the phone.

"What's up, Sam? I'm having tea!"

"Boss, Mr. Jordan is here."

"Oh? He stood me up last time, why did he come this time? Where is he now? I'll ask Max to pick him up."

"Just came in from the training center gate."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yu said to Max, "Max, Mr. Jordan is here. Go pick him up."

Not long after, Max and the 'God of Basketball' Michael Jordan walked into Tang Yu's office.

Jordan, dressed in a neat suit, walked into the office, and Tang Yu immediately greeted him, "Welcome, Michael! Please forgive me for not going out to greet you. I was very excited to hear that you were coming. I made a pot of good tea, please!"

After the two shook hands, Tang Yu invited Jordan to sit on the sofa, poured him half a cup of freshly brewed tea.

"Try it, sir!" Tang Yu gestured to Jordan to taste the tea.

After taking a sip, Jordan said, "Mr. Tang, I have sold all my shares in the Hornets. I want to ask if your proposal is still valid now?"

Tang Yu took a sip of the teacup and did not answer Jordan's question immediately.

After a while, Tang Yu said, "Michael, I think you know that I don't have many friends in the league. Can we be friends?"

Smart people don't need to speak too bluntly. As long as they give a little hint, the other party will understand immediately.

Jordan looked at Tang Yu's eyes and smiled casually, "Of course, I am very happy to have a friend like you!"

Tang Yu nodded. It was enough for Jordan to say this.

"Max, it's your turn!"

Seeing Tang Yu looking at him, Max nodded, dialed a number and said to the inside, "Give all the information about the Clippers owner to the media, and don't forget to sell it at a good price!"

Jordan was speechless. He didn't expect Tang Yu to make money with this.

Tang Yu smiled: "Hehe, sorry for making fun of you. A pile of sand makes a tower, and the landlord has no surplus food!"

Jordan nodded and continued to drink tea silently.

"I think there will be news soon. Since Michael has come to our training base, I might as well take you around. You can learn from his experience when you become a boss in the future."

Jordan immediately stood up, and Tang Yu took him to stroll around the training center, but Tang Yu always felt that the basketball god was a little absent-minded.

"Michael, do you have anything on your mind? If it's convenient, you can tell me. I may not be able to do other things, but I can help you with money."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he saw Jordan smile bitterly. What else could it be except money? Although he had 400 million dollars in his hand, he didn't know if it was enough to buy the Clippers at the current market price.

Tang Yu spent 2 billion to buy the Rockets, and Morris also spent 1 billion to buy the Hornets. The price of this team was obviously hyped up by these two people.

"Yes, Tang Yu, I'm worried that I don't have enough money, and I..."

"And you don't want to hold shares in the club with other investors, right!"

"That's right, sir!" Jordan said with a wry smile.

Tang Yu smiled and said, "Haha, that's easy. I'll ask my girlfriend Taylor Swift to lend you the money when you need it."

Tang Yu couldn't lend Jordan money in his own name, so it was best to let Taylor Swift take the lead. No one else or the league could say anything.

Jordan was very happy to hear that Tang Yu was willing to lend him money, and he smiled immediately. It has always been his dream to own a team, and it seems that the dream will soon become a reality!