NBA Backer King Chapter 470

   Just when the Suns left the United Center, the general managers of other teams had received news from the media that the Suns might trade old K, and this news directly drove them crazy.

"what?"

  Los Angeles, when he received the news from Jerry West, Jerry Bass, who was just about to go to sleep, almost jumped out of his heart, thumping, and his breathing was rapid.

   "Jerry, contact the Suns immediately, at any cost, even if you pack Da Meng and Tim Duncan." He said excitedly.

   "I've already called, and the cell phones of Little Colangelo and Old Colangelo are both turned off." Jerry West said.

   "Oh, damn, how can they turn off the phone at this critical moment?"

   There are many people who have reacted like him, the Heat's Pat Wright, the president of the Knicks, etc., and even the Bulls' Jerry Keslaw is among them.

   In the middle of the night, the Suns came to the nightclub. After a round of binge drinking, they began to appreciate the seductive dance moves of a group of dancers.

  Pharaoh is also fully devoted, shouting and shouting with everyone, drinking together, evaluating dancers together, and doing the most thorough relaxation from body to spirit.

One season is over, he got the best results, AMVP, MVP, FMVP, championship, best first team, best second defense, scoring champion, block champion, rebounding champion, two finals 50+ in a single game, total The average score per game in the finals is the first person in history, and many honors have finally been recognized by most of the media above the finals, and he has reached the position of the first person in active service.

   This season can be said to be his most rewarding season.

   "Old K, what did the reporter say at the press conference just now?" Kevin Johnson, who was sitting next to him, suddenly asked.

   Lao Wang shook his head and said: "The general situation is that the shareholders want to reduce expenses, want to pay dividends, and don't want to compete for the championship.

  The Colangelo family is now planning to find a new major shareholder to acquire the shares of those small shareholders. If successful, the team will continue to invest in the championship. "

Lightning nodded and understood, but he reminded: "Old K, you'd better pay attention to the situation of the new major shareholder, don't be like the new owner of the Mosaic team, Alexander, after buying the team, he will only rely on the stars to sell tickets to make money. ."

   Pharaoh nodded. Although he can leave, he has to start all over again and cannot defend the dynasty. The next two years are critical. As for two years later, he doesn't care.

   "What about you? Kevin, you have a one-year contract for next season, do you want to execute it?" he asked.

   Lightning nodded and said: "You think I am you, the contract is seven million a year, and I have the highest salary for two years in my life. How can I not finish the pension contract? Do you think my contract takes up space?"

"Ha ha…"

  Pharaoh laughed, patted Lightning's shoulder and said, "It's better to fight for another two years, we will defend the title together, and we will reign together."

   "Dynasty!"

   A flash of light flashed in Lightning's eyes.

   Who wouldn't want this honor? However, his state in this final is too bad, and he will definitely make way for Kidd next season. If he is a substitute for the dynasty, it will not make much sense.

   So he shook his head and said, "Forget it, after the next season I will retire to study."

   Old Wang nodded and did not persuade him any further.

   Next, the two didn't talk about the team, they only focused on the wine and which dancer was more enchanting and seductive.

   The next day, June 11, there was only one media attention, not the Suns winning three championships, but the possibility of Wang Tiejun being traded.

   "Shareholders forced management to trade Old K, and the Suns collapsed!!"

   "If the old K is traded, it will be a tragedy for the small market!"

   "The two active players will be traded, and the NBA will start a new round of patterns."

   "Who will the great Sun King, active and historical center, belong to?"

   Countless media are scrambling to report related news, and all kinds of news are flying all over the sky.

  In the morning, little Colangelo woke up, turned on his cell phone, which he had been using all night, and the call came in immediately.

The first call was Dave Chacot, the Knicks president. This guy didn't sleep at all all night, his eyes were darkened, and he was very enthusiastic and excited: "Brian, dear Brian, I'll trade O'Neal for the old man. K, you can offer other conditions, I will not bargain, Oakley, Alan Houston can."

"Sorry Mr. Chacotte, who told you we were going to trade old K? No, we'll never trade him, he's our real not-for-sale, we're even planning to build his own at Westside Arena. statue."

"what?"

  Chacott was dumbfounded. Little Colangelo cut off the phone and didn't respond.

   Over there, little Colangelo just hung up the phone when another call came in, this time it was Pat Riley.

In Miami, Pat Riley also didn't sleep much all night. He called Colangelo and his son from time to time. At this time, he finally got through to Colangelo's phone, and quickly shouted over there: "Dear Brian, I It's Pat Riley, I'll trade the entire team with you for K, and if it's not enough, I can get a first-round pick for the next three years."

   "Mr. Riley, you've been fooled, the media is talking nonsense, we never had the idea of ​​trading Old K." Little Colangelo dealt with it before hanging up.

"boom!"

   Pat Riley, who had not rested all night, threw the phone in annoyance.

   "Sorry, Mr. West, we…"

   Then, Little Colangelo received another call from Jerry West, and the answer was the same.

Jerry West over there was extremely disappointed when he heard it, but he said quickly: "But Brian, we are very sincere. For example, you can think about it, we are willing to use the No. 1 pick and Big Dream to package and trade Old K, I'm sure Tim Duncan will surprise you."

   "Tim Duncan? No, Mr. West, if we had old K."

  Little Colangelo couldn't help but smile bitterly, I don't want the ready-made active first player, I don't want the five-year-old K with three crowns, I want an uncertain future, am I crazy?

   Next, call after call came in, and before he left the hotel, his cell phone board was out of power.

The same goes for   Lance Hoxman. His phone was also blown up. Either the general manager or the owner of the team contacted him, or the reporter.

  Pharaoh was well prepared. When he was celebrating in the nightclub last night, he turned off his mobile phone and was not harassed.

   Since the morning, the news that the Suns may trade old K has been known to the world. The entire Phoenix has been shaken from the carnival of winning the championship. The fans couldn't believe the news and couldn't accept it at all.

   "Silly 13 management, if you dare to trade old K, I will blow your ass!"

   "Damn shareholders, they must want to trade old K."

   "Let's scrape together to sell the team."

   "The Colangelo family get out of the Suns!"

   Afterwards, all the Suns' calls to the outside world were blown up by fans, and then a large number of fans surrounded the Suns headquarters, and the big iron gate was almost pushed down by the fans.

Among them, there are also a large number of Chinese. These people have immigrated or relocated in the past two years. Just after they settled down, the Suns actually wanted to trade K. This stimulated them. Phoenix is ​​a desert city that doesn't shit. If not Old K is here, who came here to settle down? Don't the big cities like New York and Los Angeles smell good?

   Therefore, Chinese groups who have never participated in these demonstrations have appeared in large numbers at the Suns headquarters today to demonstrate to the management.

  The left-behind Suns management could only call the police to help maintain order, and then contact old Colangelo urgently.

   "Tell the fans that we can't trade the old K, it will never be possible." Old Colangelo said firmly.

   His attitude was conveyed to the Phoenix fans, which was considered to appease them and temporarily relieve the crisis of the Suns.

   "Mr. Colangelo, I don't care what you do, old K must stay in Phoenix." Old Colangelo received a call from Phoenix Mayor Edward Green.

Green told him that if the Suns trade the old K, the city government will cancel all preferential policies and support for the Suns, and the city government will come forward to find a new owner for the Suns to take over the team and expel the Colangelo family. Suns management.

  Chicago, at 11 am, a group of Suns players who had been partying all night were called out of bed, were having breakfast, and were preparing to leave for Phoenix.

When    was sitting at the breakfast table, Lao Wang turned on his phone.

As soon as    was opened, the beeping sound of text messages was endless.

   He glanced at them, they were all celebratory text messages, and replied in a group manner, remembering that Zhang Lili and the others were going back to China today, and he didn't know if they had left, so he hurriedly made a phone call.

   "Brother Zhang, what time is your flight?"

   "Are you up? We're about to get on the plane, and we're about to turn off the phone." Zhang Lili said.

   "Dayao Laohu, right?" he asked.

   "Yes, they are here, and Cheng Long and the others, do you want to talk to them?"

   "That's not necessary. Brother Zhang, after you return to China, take care of the summer camp. As I told you before, choose a group of the best people to come and play in the United States," he said.

   "Don't worry, I'll do it when I go back to China, I can't go wrong." Zhang Lili smiled.

   The two chatted for a few words and ended the call.

In fact, Lao Zhang doesn't have much salary as a commentator, and he doesn't have much money for business trip subsidies. It's not as good as a random brother in the martial arts hall. He can help him manage the summer camp, and he can get a sum of money every year, which is a good one. Income, this summer camp is under the care of Lao Zhang, and he basically doesn't have to worry too much.

   Just hung up when Barkley's call came in.

   "Charles, I'm having breakfast, what are you calling?"

   "Old K, are you going to be traded? Oh oh oh, this is fair, I think I was traded immediately after I won the championship, now it's your turn, hahaha..."

   "Charles, don't die laughing. If you can't stop, go get a sedative." Barkley got so angry, Pharaoh hung up the phone.

   After breakfast, it was already 12:00. The Suns left the hotel, set off for Phoenix, arrived at the airport at 3:30, and were surrounded by countless Suns fans.

  From the airport to the Suns headquarters, under the blockage of countless fans, the Suns bus took a full hour and a half, no less than a large parade to celebrate.

  Wang Tiejun saw a large number of Chinese faces among these fans, which was absent after the first two championships, which is a new change.

   "Old K, we won't let you leave Phoenix, you are the Sun King, you belong here, it's them who should leave, the guys who want to trade you."

   "Old K, Chicago can trade Jordan, but the Suns can't trade you because we don't allow it."

   "Sun King, you are Arizona's greatest superstar, don't leave here!"

  People all the way, countless fans shouted at him, he could only wave his hands in response.

  The Suns returned to headquarters at around 5:00 p.m., and before the players left, Colangelo Sr. smiled and said, "You guys have done a great job this year, and you will be rewarded.

  According to the league's internal sources, the prize pool we can share, including the $1.1 million championship bonus, each of you will receive close to $200,000 in playoff dividend income. "

   "Oh **** ho..."

   A group of Suns players roared excitedly.

   This is a lot of money, especially for players with low annual salaries, this dividend can even be higher than their annual salary.

   Only Pharaoh, Kobe, Lightning, and other people with high annual salary and business income don't care about this money.

   "Don't forget, we will gather at the headquarters at 11:00 a.m. tomorrow and prepare for a parade to celebrate. You set the alarm clock, rest early today, and don't oversleep tomorrow morning." Little Colangelo shouted.

   "I can't forget it."

   Everyone shouted, this is their highlight moment, how could they forget it?

   "Old K, when will your pool party be held?" Kobe shouted when Old Wang was about to get into the car.

   "Celebrate for three days, end on the 14th, let's do it on the 15th. Same as last time, two per person, depending on your ability." He replied.

   "Oh hoo!"

  The crowd screamed in excitement.

   Then Pharaoh drove his off-road vehicle to the martial arts hall. It was in full swing. Phoenix's brothers all came. There were two or three hundred brothers in the martial arts and fighting halls to celebrate the championship.

No matter how big his alcohol intake is, two or three hundred people toast him, two taels of glass, and 50-degree old white dry drink, let alone one round, two tables will fall down, so after drinking Wang Tielong and Wang Tieshan's toasts, other The brother's toast is just for a moment, but that's it, after a round, it is also drunk and smoked, and it is impossible to distinguish the east, west, north and west.

   "Iron Army, Iron Army, wake up..."

   "Brother Tieshan? Are you here..."

   In the deep sleep, Lao Wang was suddenly woken up and opened his confused eyes, as if it was Brother Tieshan.

   "Tiejun, it's ten o'clock, you're going to parade at eleven to celebrate, get up quickly." Seeing Wang Tiejun still in a daze, Wang Tieshan shouted again.

   He sent drunk Wang Tiejun home last night and stayed here with a brother to take care of him. He slept on the sofa next to him.

   "It's ten o'clock?"

  Pharaoh woke up a little, rubbed his eyes and got up.

   took a quick shower, ate a little breakfast prepared by Wang Tieshan, and then rushed to the headquarters.

  Wang Tieshan drove him off. He was still a little hungover and his mind was not sober.

   "Old K!"

   Along the way, countless Phoenix people took to the streets, and after recognizing his car, they all waved and shouted.

   When I was about to arrive at the headquarters, I suddenly remembered the system and opened it. The reward for the championship is 1,000 points, and the same is true for the FMVP. Now I have accumulated a total of 7,500 points.

  His Plum Blossom Step is practiced every day, but he is too big to be suitable for this kind of martial arts, which combines exquisite movement and pace. Due to his limited talent, his progress is very slow.

   But after such a long time, I feel that I have improved a little, and I don't know when I will be able to rise to the fourth realm.

   arrived at the headquarters, just eleven o'clock, teammates all arrived, after everyone greeted, boarded the double-decker open-air sightseeing bus, and started the championship parade to celebrate.

  Not only countless Phoenix people participated in the parade to celebrate, but also a large number of fans from nearby cities drove over, and the entire Phoenix was in a carnival.

   At this time, in the business conference room of a hotel in Phoenix, the Suns board of directors held a shareholders meeting at the request of shareholders, chaired by old Colangelo.

In such a shareholders meeting in the past, the old Colangelo alone could represent 58% of the equity shares, but this time he can't represent that much. He can influence the 38% of the shares, and most of the shareholders' ideas have already agreed with him. Not the same, these people are still his relatives.

   But he can understand that, after all, he is also a businessman. What does a businessman pay attention to if he doesn't pay attention to the return on investment?

In the past, the Suns could not make any money, and even lost money every year, and the shareholders lost a lot. Now they make less than a dime. It is understandable that the shareholders have opinions. Get a great return on investment from the Suns.

   "Jerry, if you don't pay any dividends, I might as well buy my shares, but the price can't be lower. I think the Suns are worth at least $150 million at the moment."

   "Three years in five years, the money was taken by those players, we didn't earn a cent, it's time to give us a return on our investment."

"Yes, three championships are already enough, we should not waste money on these so-called honors, we are not players, honor belongs to players, it is of no use to us, we want money, Franklin. "

"Now the market value of the Suns has further increased, Jerry, if you want to buy our shares, you have to value them at the current market value. I think Nair was right just now, the current Suns are worth at least 150 million. Dollar."

   "I support the 150 million valuation."

   "We might as well sell the shares to that Robert Savor, he's been contacting me for a good price."

   "Also contacted me, why don't we contact him later?"

   "OK."

   Shareholders babbled and began to put pressure on old Colangelo.

   They knew very well that the Colangelo family didn't have that much money to buy the shares in their hands, so the old Colangelo had no other choice but to do what they asked, cut expenses and share dividends.

Chapter end