But his face was still in shock.
He was clearly frightened by Zhu Fangyu’s "Angry Commoner."
Madman, madman, all Huaxia people are mad!
LeBron kept cursing in his heart, but despite his curses, he dared not confront Zhu Fangyu again.
McGinnis, who was helped up from the ground, was no different; he had no doubt that Zhu Fangyu had wanted to kill him just monts ago.
Looking at Zhu Fangyu again, surrounded by seven or eight people calming him down, he took his seat, but his red eyes and heaving chest seed to say:
This bull hasn’t cald down yet, no one dare provoke him.
Well then, who among the Cavaliers would dare to provoke him now!
As soon as the plane touched down at the Cleveland airport, McGinnis, too anxious, was the first to rush out, nearly rolling down the stairs.
Several Cavaliers players hurriedly followed his footsteps.
They were usually the ones who joined McGinnis in bullying Zhu Fangyu.
Now, they were distinctly feeling their lives were under threat.
What?
You ask why a brute would be so afraid of death?
Those who mingle in the streets aren’t usually so afraid of death. But this bunch, who finally had so money, cherished their lives incredibly.
Their panicked deanor attracted the attention of the ground staff and passing travelers.
Unaware ones might have thought there was a terrorist on the Cavaliers’ plane!
Security personnel had already grabbed their walkie-talkies, ready to call for backup at any mont.
However, the next few Cavaliers players who disembarked didn’t show as much reaction, LeBron Jas, wearing a Yankees cap, kept his head low, looking quite dejected from a heavy loss to Su Wan.
Zhu Fangyu was the last to walk out, which puzzled many; Zhu had many Cavaliers’ staff mbers by his side.
When did they beco so close?
A crowd of reporters, who had been watching, attempted to approach for an interview but were kept outside by the Cavaliers’ security and LeBron’s personal bodyguard already waiting outside the airport.
Having no other choice, the reporters could only take photos from a distance.
Soon, one reporter noticed that LeBron’s face seed a bit off in his cara and tried to take a few more shots, but LeBron had already climbed into his nanny van.
"Damn it, call Richie, call Danny, he’s got to explain this to today!" LeBron exploded as he got into the car, ranting that he needed to find Richie Paul and Danny Ferry, and this ti, he wouldn’t let Zhu Fangyu get off easily.
Zhu Fangyu, who’d acted impulsively just now, also started to panic when he got back to his car.
He picked up his phone to call Su Wan, but ended up calling Du Feng.
This was his big brother, and at this mont, the person he trusted the most.
Du Feng had just finished training and muttered when he saw Zhu Fangyu’s call: "Why does this kid keep looking for lately? He never used to call this often!"
He was a bit annoyed.
When Zhu Fangyu was flourishing, he never called once, now that problems had arisen it was one call after another.
This cheeky kid!
But there was nothing to be done, who else could Zhu Fangyu turn to if not his big brother!
Although they weren’t much different in age.
But when Zhu Fangyu joined Guangdong Team in 1999, Du Feng had already been playing there for three years.
"It’s bad, Brother Feng, I hit LeBron..."
"What? Slow down, what exactly happened?"
As Zhu Fangyu anxiously recounted the whole incident, Du Feng quickly realized the severity of the situation, but what could he do!
"Hurry, hurry up, call Su Wan, he will surely have so way out!"
These days, ever since Zhu Fangyu ran into trouble, he had paid close attention to what Su Wan had done in the United States over the past year and could only describe it in three words:
Freaking aweso!
So at this mont, turning to Su Wan was the only solution he could think of.
Zhu Fangyu hesitated a bit: "Actually, I also thought about calling Su Wan just now, but... he seems not too keen on talking to . Last ti too, he... anyway, I think he has so issues with ."
He wanted to ntion the recording incident but eventually didn’t ntion it.
Du Feng cursed in his heart:
Damn!
He didn’t keep his mouth shut either: "I’m not criticising you for nothing, Fangyu, but having seen your comnts on Su Wan in several news articles, if I were Su Wan, I’d be interested in you too. Why do you keep badmouthing people behind their backs? It’s big of him to still want to treat you to steak; if it were , I would have called you out to go fishing!"
"Black Society" had just been released on October 20, and Du Feng had watched it just a couple of days ago.
"What should I do now, Feng?"
"What else can you do? Apologize to Su Wan first, and make it sincere..."
"He drives a Ferrari, how can I be sincere?"
"What does your apology have to do with him driving a Ferrari!" Du Feng almost started cursing: "Just apologize sincerely and make it sound genuine."
"Will that work?" Zhu Fangyu felt that apologizing might not do the trick.
Du Feng emphasized again: "I’m talking about a sincere apology. If you just offer a flippant ’sorry’, of course it won’t work. Talk to Su Wan properly; he’s involved in big deals and won’t sweat the small stuff. Moreover, seeing you’re a Huaxia player too, he’ll naturally think of a way to help you!"
"Okay, I’ll give it a try!" Zhu Fangyu was persuaded, mainly because he had no other options right now.
"Don’t just call him directly. Contact Yao first—they’re close and you can get a word in through him. Let Yao convey to Su Wan that you want to apologize, then you can call."
Zhu Fangyu didn’t understand all these roundabout tactics, but right now he could only follow Du Feng’s advice.
After much effort, he finally got through to Su Wan’s phone.
"Did sothing happen?"
Su Wan’s first question caught Zhu Fangyu off guard, almost blurted out "How did you know?", but thankfully Du Feng had emphasized apologizing first.
"I’m sorry, Su Wan, I shouldn’t have spoken about you like that in front of the dia; I was wrong, and I promise I will never bring you up again in the dia for no reason. If I do, it’s as if you own ; you can play this recording then. If you aren’t recording this ti, I can repeat it so you can record it."
It started out sincerely, but then his typical brashness kicked in.
But that’s just Zhu Fangyu, a fool with a knack for embarrassing himself.
To co up with these words himself showed it was his own thoughts.
Of course, whether to forgive or not, that’s another story, especially since they were just acquaintances from international sports events.
Their relationship was neither too close nor too distant, just right.
Getting too close to this "fool" would do no good.
"Just get to the point, what happened..."
If it was a small issue that Su Wan could help with, he would, but if it required more effort, then forget it.
"I punched LeBron..."
"What?"
But the details Zhu Fangyu provided woke the initially sleepy Su Wan right up. He urged Zhu to explain everything that happened.
Zhu Fangyu did, and Su Wan felt imnsely satisfied inside.
It was only a sha not to have witnessed LeBron getting beat himself.
Just the thought of it cheered him up, much like how an old man feels watching a pretty girl.
Zhu Fangyu’s feelings were quite different, constantly asking, "What should I do next, Su Wan?"
Su Wan thought for a mont: "Those texts McGinnis sent you, have you deleted them?"
"No..."
"Send a few to check."
After hanging up, Zhu did as instructed and indeed, as Su Wan suspected, several texts were insulting.
"I heard this issue started because McGinnis wouldn’t let you eat your box lunch on the plane?"
"Yeah, that idiot, he deserved a beating, right?"
After getting Zhu’s confirmation, Su Wan had his plan: "Do this and that!"
Zhu’s eyes lit up.
He thought it was feasible!
But he still hesitated, "Won’t this make oppose the Cavaliers’ managent?"
Su Wan laughed: "From the mont you hit LeBron, you were already opposing them!"
The next morning, as soon as it was light, Zhu Fangyu stood in front of the dia caras Su Wan had arranged overnight, sobbing as he spoke, "The Cavaliers’ veterans bully the new international players. LeBron, as the leader, pretends not to see and lets them abuse these international players, sotis even covering for these veterans! Is this what they call NBA internationalization? Are we international players here just to be bullied?!"
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