"没事!"
"No worries!"
Su Wan wasn’t concerned at all. Tis had changed, and Jordan was no longer the "Flying Man." Moreover, the dia environnt was different now.
The most important thing was...
he was about to fly to Doha. By the ti he returned, it would be over half a month later. By then, this incident would have long been forgotten and wouldn’t affect anything.
And, there was another matter that diverted so of the attention.
About a month ago, Larry Brown, who had been hospitalized from a fall, suddenly held a press conference to announce that he would not renew his contract with any team after it expired this year:
"The long seasons, one after another -- I’ve lived through decades like this, which have made feel a bit tired. I’ve already won the NBA championship, and at this position, I temporarily have no further pursuits. I announce an indefinite hiatus from my coaching career. I don’t know if I’ll ever co back in the future; let’s see what happens next."
This news was also a surprise.
One after another, dia personalities exclaid on their social feeds: "What’s going on today? Why are there so many odd events?"
First, Michael Jordan had his rib broken in an accident, and now Larry Brown had announced an indefinite departure from his NBA coaching career.
Did they think this sumr was too calm in the NBA free agent market, with only Ray Allen becoming a "free agent," so they sacrificed themselves to add excitent to the league?
Of course, with Erin’s reveal, the first "unsolved mystery" had an answer:
Jordan’s rib was broken by Su Wan.
When this news broke, most of the dia’s reaction was:
Yes, yes, yes, it’s that kid! How could they forget about him!
I knew it was him, who else could do such a thing?
Uh-huh...
They weren’t surprised; it was more of a "Why didn’t we think of this sooner? Only he could do sothing like that."
Artest got the news and imdiately called Su Wan: "Dude, is it true that you broke Michael’s rib?"
Su Wan corrected his vocabulary: "It wasn’t broken on purpose, it was an accident!"
Artest: "...Aren’t you nervous at all?"
He had been scared to death when he broke Jordan’s rib back then.
Su Wan replied, "Why would I be nervous? If the dia criticizes , I’ll just say Ron did it too!"
Artest: "...Okay, great, you just wait for at ho, don’t go anywhere!"
Su Wan shook his head: "No can do, buddy. I have to fly to Doha today. I’ve got the Asian Championship waiting for !"
"Weren’t you in Indiana during this ti?"
Artest sounded relieved. He had planned to stay at Su Wan’s house for a while, just in case so extre Michael fans sought revenge, and he wanted to be able to help out.
If Su Wan knew his thoughts, he would certainly say, with utmost speechlessness:
What era is this? Are there still Jordan fans?
Besides, where is this?
Bolis -- his Su Wan’s turf. Would Michael’s fans dare to catch him?
"Larry Brown retiring isn’t your doing, is it?" Artest asked with a sly tone before hanging up.
"Maybe he ’took a fall’ and figured so things out," Su Wan replied vaguely.
With Larry Brown’s personality, he wouldn’t retire voluntarily.
The only possibility was that one.
But Su Wan didn’t know exactly what had happened, so he couldn’t make any rash conclusions.
During this ti, Barkley comnted on Su Wan breaking Jordan’s rib: "I think I like Su even more now; he always manages to do the unexpected."
Then, Su Wan saw the news that the Cavaliers had officially signed Zhu Fangyu for a 3-year, 4.23 million US dollar contract, with the first two years fully guaranteed and the last year being a team option.
Even so, Zhu Fangyu could make around 2.5 million US dollars in the first two years of his contract. Excluding taxes, he could earn about 10 million RMB in two years. Compared to the 2-year, 2 million RMB contract he signed with Guangdong, this was five tis higher.
No wonder he was tempted.
However, how much of that money would go to the "vampire" and to his forr team, Su Wan didn’t know. But judging from Guangdong Team’s later actions of supporting Yi Jianlian to play in the NBA, Zhu Fangyu would mainly have to deal with the "vampire" side.
Regardless, it was definitely a profit, or else, with his personality, he would never have co to the NBA.
"Su, you must have heard, right? I’m going to the NBA in the second half of the year."
Zhu Fangyu was genuinely excited and couldn’t wait to tell him this news. Su Wan had just arrived at the n’s basketball team’s hotel, and Zhu had co running eagerly.
"All the best. I believe in you, you can do it!"
But Su Wan didn’t have ti to linger on that. Bill Duffy had asked him for a favor; he hoped that Yao Ming would definitely not agree to the Rockets’ offered extension.
"Yao’s market is very strong now. The Lakers are very interested in him. We can fully utilize this wave of dia advantage to force the Rockets to offer the maximum salary contract."
However, Bill Duffy’s influence within "Yao’s team" was not strong, and his opinion was mostly taken as a reference, and it was the sa this ti.
The opinion of the others on "Yao’s team" was:
As long as the contract was within an acceptable range, even a slight salary cut was acceptable.
The real reason was:
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