Everyone wanted to know how he had tad this group of troubleso players and kept them focused on the court.
Su Wan said, "It’s simple—approach with a whole heart, no half-asures. It’s really about one thing: sincerity. We Huaxia people really like making friends!"
Then, before Zach Randolph went to an interview, he made a point to say, "Speak nicely, Zach, you don’t want to go back to the ’little black room’, do you?"
Randolph forced an awkward smile and told the dia, "How did Su change ? What did he say... sincerity, right? Oh... he was indeed very sincere. When I first joined the team, he helped a lot. He’s just that kind of warm person, always ready to help, never bullying his teammates!"
The New York Tis went into shock seeing Randolph with such a ek and humble deanor.
Even though Randolph had only been with the New York Knicks for half a season, his on-court "data brush" and off-court "troublemaker" persona had deeply ingrained in people’s minds. At one point, the New York dia even described Zach Randolph like this: "This guy and Isaiah Thomas are the two most incorrigible people in the world!"
It showed just how terrible Randolph’s dia image was.
At that mont, the New York dia had an epiphany!
If they wanted to save the current Knicks...
Dolan, that idiot, couldn’t do it, and Thomas, that moron, was even worse!
The only person who could save them from this quagmire was...
Su Wan!
Since he could save Artest and Randolph...
Then he could definitely save the New York Knicks!
Could there be worse players than these two?
The New York dia had been fervently praising Su Wan already.
Now, noticing his "purification" touch, they saw him as the undeniable choice for saving the Knicks.
Once aware of this shift in opinion, Thomas imdiately bailed Artest out of jail, and the two t to discuss New York’s future over a al, "Ron, if we can bring Su Wan to New York this sumr, believe , we’ll beco heroes of this city. All dia would sing praises about us!"
Artest thought he was being reprimanded for speeding and that Thomas was using this incident to suppress his new contract. But hearing his words, his expression changed instantly, "Isaiah, you’re right. If Su Wan cos here, you’ll definitely be the best general manager in the history of the New York Knicks, and my relationship with Su Wan, not to brag, but let’s just say... better than brothers!"
"Uh?" Thomas looked puzzled.
Artest didn’t notice his slightly twisted expression and went on, "You know why Su Wan perford so well in his rookie season? Because I trained with him in a bullfight one-on-one! Back then, let’s just say, no one in the Pacers had a better relationship with him than ! It’s still the sa now!"
"Do you know why Larry Bird chose to trade with you?"
"Because Su Wan said he wanted back in New York, thinking I’d be comfortable here!"
You’re indeed too comfortable, getting yourself jailed!
Thomas snorted internally, but he wasn’t hung up on that. Instead, his eyes brightened.
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If Artest wasn’t lying, then he indeed had a very good relationship with Su Wan.
But he still had doubts.
After all, from what he saw in the dia, Su Wan was always flamboyant.
Could he really consider his teammates to this extent?
It was not unexpected for Thomas to think like this.
He was best known for backstabbing.
On the surface, he would cozy up to "Magic" and build up public opinion for himself, then turn around and say, "Johnson is old and useless, when he cos back, he expects all of us to die for him."
Could Artest tolerate this kind of skeptical gaze?
He pulled out his phone imdiately and waved it at Thomas, "Watch this, I’m calling Su Wan now. The mont he sees it’s my call, ten, no, five seconds, he’ll pick up imdiately!"
Thomas was intrigued and gestured, "Please proceed with your show."
Artest snorted proudly and pressed the dial button.
5, 4, 3, 2...
Turns out, just after 4 seconds, the voice ca through the phone, sounding a bit languid, seemingly woken from sleep. Thomas could tell it was indeed Su Wan’s voice.
"Are you asking to co to the New York police station to bail you out?"
"Hehe, bro, I’m already out. Saw you swept LeBron again, just called to congratulate you."
"Screw off, I don’t have ti to chat!"
Then there was a dial tone.
Despite being scolded, Artest wasn’t the least embarrassed, and proudly turned to Thomas:
See!
That’s how solid it is!
Thomas nodded in approval.
Though they didn’t talk much, he could sense the teasing concern from Su Wan.
Knowing Artest was fine, he then hung up.
It showed that their relationship was indeed very good.
"So Ron, it’s up to you now. Just get Su Wan here this sumr for the New York Knicks, and I’ll definitely offer you a max contract!" Thomas expressed generously.
However, Artest just smirked, visibly unsatisfied, "Isaiah, I have to tell you upfront, Su Wan doesn’t like dealing with people who play mind gas. You get what I an?"
Thomas was puzzled for a mont, then tentatively asked, "You an... we should sign the renewal contract first?"
Hearing this, Artest grinned, "If Su Wan heard how straightforward you are, he would definitely have a good impression of you!"
"Then, then, nothing could be better!" Thomas showed his trademark smile.
He could clearly see that Artest was angling to lock down the contract first!
But...
What does it matter?
After all, it wasn’t his money being spent.
Artest’s performance after transferring to New York was clear for all to see, with an average 19.5 points, 6.5 rebounds, and 4 assists per ga. Coupled with his defensive skills, even if not for a max salary, he was definitely worth about $11 million.
In a city like New York that tends to overpay, they had to renew with a max contract!
Absolutely flawless.
That night, Thomas signed a five-year, $65 million renewal contract with Artest.
He had no idea that relying on his rapport with Thomas, Artest had managed to swing a max contract for Su Wan. The next morning, very early, Thomas received a call from Artest, "Su, buddy, I’ve ordered a Lamborghini for you—don’t forget to sign for it!"
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