NBA backer king

Chapter 470 The general manager of the league is crazy!
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 K. This news directly drove them crazy.

"what?"

In Los Angeles, when he received the news from Jerry West, the heart of Jerry Buss, who was just about to go to sleep, almost jumped out, and his breathing became short of breath.

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

"Already called, the mobile phones of Little Colangelo and Old Colangelo are turned off." Jerry West said.

"Oh, damn, how can they turn off their mobile phones at this critical moment?" Jeribus couldn't help but swear no matter how reserved he was.

There are many people who reacted the same way as him, such as Pat Wright of the Heat, the president of the Knicks, etc., and even Jerry Slaw of the Bulls.

Late at night, Team Sun came to the nightclub. After a round of drinking, everyone began to appreciate the seductive dance moves of a group of dancers.

Lao Wang was also fully committed, yelling with everyone, drinking together, evaluating the dancers together, and doing the most thorough relaxation from body to spirit.

At the end of a season, he got the best results, AMVP, MVP, FMVP, championship, best team, best second defense, scoring leader, block leader, rebounding leader, two single games of 50+ in the finals, No. 1 in scoring history in the finals, many honors, and finally won the recognition of most of the media after the finals.

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

"Old K, what did the reporter say at the press conference?" 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 dividends, and don't want to compete for the championship anymore.

The Colangelo family now intends to find a new major shareholder and acquire the shares of those small shareholders. If successful, the team will continue to compete for the championship. "

Lightning nodded and understood, but he reminded: "Old K, you'd better care about 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."

Old Wang nodded. Although he could leave, he would have to start all over again if he left. He couldn't defend his dynasty. The next two years were crucial.As for two years later, he didn't care.

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

Lightning nodded and said: "You treat me as you, with a contract of 700 million yuan a year. I have the highest salary in the past two years in my life. How can I not finish the pension contract? Do you think my contract is taking up space?"

"Ha ha……"

Lao Wang laughed loudly, patted Lightning on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's best to fight for another two years, let's defend the title and reign together."

"Dynasty!"

A gleam of light flashed in Lightning's eyes.

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

So he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll retire after next season and go to further studies."

Pharaoh nodded and didn't try to persuade him any more.

Afterwards, the two didn't talk about the team anymore, they only focused on the wine, and which dancer had a more enchanting figure and a better dancing posture.

……

On the second day, June 6, the media focused on one thing, not that the Suns won three championships, but that Wang Tiejun might be traded.

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

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

"The two current No.1s will be traded, and the NBA will start a new round of pattern."

"Who will belong to the great Sun King, the number one center in active service and history?"

Numerous media rushed to report relevant news, and all kinds of news were flying all over the sky.

In the morning, Colangelo Jr. woke up, switched on his cell phone, which had been switched off all night, and the call came in immediately.

The first call was Dave Chuckett, the president of the Knicks. This guy didn't sleep at all all night, his eyes were darkened, and he said very enthusiastically and excitedly: "Brian, dear Brian, I will trade O'Neal for Old K. You can offer other conditions. I don't bargain. Oakley and Alan Houston are all fine."

"Sorry, Mr. Chuckett, who told you that we were going to trade Old K? No, we will never trade him. He is our real non-sale item. We are even planning to build him in the American West Arena. statue."

"what?"

Chakot was dumbfounded, and little Colangelo hung up the phone without responding.

Over there, Colangelo Jr. had just hung up the phone when another call came in, this time from 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 moment, he finally got through to Colangelo Jr. and shouted over there: "Dear Brian, I'm Pat Riley. I'll trade the entire team for Old K. If it's not enough, I can get the first-round pick for the next three years."

"Mr. Riley, you've been fooled. The media is talking nonsense. We never thought of trading old K." Little Colangelo dealt with it, and hung up the phone directly.

"boom!"

Pat Riley, who hadn't had a rest all night, angrily dropped the phone.

"Sorry, Mr. West, we..."

Then, Colangelo Jr. received another call from Jerry West, with the same answer.

Jerry West over there was extremely disappointed when he heard that, but he quickly said: "But Brian, we are very sincere. For example, you can think about it. We are willing to trade the old K with the No. [-] pick and the big dream package. I believe Tim Duncan will give you a surprise."

"Tim Duncan? No, Mr. West, we just have Old K."

Little Colangelo couldn't help but wry smile, I don't want the ready-made active No.1, I don't want the old K who won three championships in five years, I want an uncertain future, am I crazy?
Then, one call after another came in, and before he left the hotel, his mobile phone battery was dead.

The same is true for Lance Hawksman. His mobile phone was also exploded. Either the team's general manager and owner contacted him, or a reporter.

Lao Wang had already prepared for it. When celebrating in the nightclub last night, he turned off his mobile phone and was not disturbed.

Since the morning, the news that the Suns may trade Old K has been known all over the world. The entire Phoenix has been shaken from the carnival of winning the championship.

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

"Damn shareholders, they must be the ones who want to trade Old K."

"Let's chip in and sell the team."

"The Colangelo family get out of the Suns!"

Afterwards, all the external calls of the Suns team were exploded by the fans, and then a large number of fans surrounded the Suns team headquarters, and the big iron gate was almost pushed down by the fans.

There are also a large number of Chinese among them. These people have immigrated or relocated in the past two years. Just after they settled down, the Suns actually wanted to trade Old K. This stimulated them, and Phoenix, a desert city like no shit, if Old K was not here, who the hell would come here to settle?Are the big cities like New York and Los Angeles not fragrant?

Therefore, the Chinese group, who usually never participate in these demonstrations, 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 contacted Colangelo urgently.

"Tell the fans that it is impossible for us to trade the old K, and it will never be possible." The old Colangelo said firmly.

His attitude was conveyed to the Phoenix fans, which was considered to appease them and temporarily lifted 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 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 from the Suns management.

……

Chicago, at 11:[-] a.m., a group of Suns players who had been partying all night were woken up from their beds, were having breakfast, and were about to leave for Phoenix.

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

As soon as it was turned on, the beeping sound of the text message was endless.

He took a look, and found that they were all messages of celebration. He sent them back in a group, and remembered that Zhang Lili and the others were going back to China today, and he didn't know if they had left, so he hurriedly called.

"Brother Zhang, what time is your flight?"

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

"Dayao and Hu, are you together?" he asked.

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

"That's not necessary. Brother Zhang, after you go back to China, you should deal with the summer camp. As I told you before, select a group of the best players to come to the United States to play." He said.

"Don't worry, I'll proceed when I return to China, and nothing will be missed." Zhang Lili smiled.

The two chatted for a few words before ending the call.

Lao Zhang actually doesn’t have much salary as a commentator, and the travel allowance is not much. It’s not as good as a random brother in the martial arts school. He helps him manage the summer camp and gets a sum of money every year, which is also a good income. Under the management of this summer camp, he basically doesn’t have to worry too much.

Just after hanging up the phone, Barkley's call came in.

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

"Old K, are you going to be traded? Oh, oh, that's only fair. I thought I was traded immediately after winning the championship. Now it's your turn, hahaha..."

"Charles, don't laugh to death. If you can't stop, go get a sedative." Barkley was so angry that Lao Wang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

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

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

Among these fans, Wang Tiejun saw a large number of Chinese faces, which was not there after the first two championships, and it is a new change.

"Old K, we will not let you leave Phoenix, you are the Sun King, you belong here, the ones who should leave are those 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 the greatest superstar in Arizona, don't leave here!"

People along the way, countless fans yelled at him, but he could only respond by waving his hands.

At about [-] pm, the Suns returned to the headquarters, and before the players left, Colangelo said with a smile: "Boys, you have performed very well this year, and you will be rewarded.

According to league sources, the prize pool we can share, including the $110 million championship bonus, each of you will receive close to $20 in playoff dividends. "

"Oh ho 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 Lao Wang, Kobe, and Lightning, who have high annual salaries and commercial income, don't care about the money.

"Don't forget, gather at the headquarters at 11:[-] tomorrow morning and prepare to parade through the streets to celebrate. You all set the alarm clocks, go to bed early today, and don't oversleep tomorrow morning." Little Colangelo shouted.

"Can't forget."

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

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

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

"Oh hoo!"

Everyone screamed excitedly.

Then Lao Wang drove his off-road vehicle to the martial arts hall, and the inside was full of enthusiasm. All the brothers from Phoenix came, and there were two or three hundred brothers in the martial arts and the fighting hall, celebrating the championship for him.

No matter how much he drinks, two or three hundred people will toast him, two or two cups, drinking 300% Lao Baigan, not to mention one round, two tables will fall down, so after drinking the toasts of Wang Tielong and Wang Tieshan, the other brothers' toasts are just for fun, but that's it.

……

"Tie Jun, Tie Jun, wake up..."

"Brother Tieshan? You are here..."

In his deep sleep, Lao Wang was suddenly awakened by someone, and he opened his dazed eyes, as if he was Brother Tieshan.

"Tiejun, it's ten o'clock. You're going to parade through the streets to celebrate at eleven o'clock. Get up quickly." Seeing that Wang Tiejun was still in a daze, Wang Tieshan shouted again.

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

"It's ten o'clock?"

Old Wang became more awake, rubbed his eyes and got up.

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

Wang Tieshan drove him off. He was still a little hangover at the moment, and his mind was not too clear.

"Old K!"

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

When he was about to reach the headquarters, he suddenly remembered the system. When he opened it, he found that the reward for the championship was 7500 points, and the same was true for the FMVP. Now a total of [-] points had been accumulated.

He practices plum blossom step every day, but he is too big, and he is not suitable for this kind of exquisite martial arts that combines bodywork and steps. His talent is limited and his progress is very slow.

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

When we arrived at the headquarters, it was exactly eleven o'clock, and all the teammates arrived. After greeting everyone, we got on the double-decker open-air sightseeing bus, and the championship parade started.

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 whole Phoenix fell into a carnival.

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

In previous shareholder meetings like this, old Colangelo alone could represent 58% of the shares, but this time he can’t represent that much. He can influence 38% of the shares, and more than half of the shareholders have different ideas from him. These people are still his relatives.

But he can also understand, after all, he is also a businessman, what should a businessman pay attention to if he doesn't pay attention to the return on investment?
In the past, the Suns made no money, and even lost money every year. Shareholders also suffered a lot. Now that they have made money, they don’t even get a dime. Shareholders have opinions.

"Jerry, if you don't pay any dividends, it's better for you to buy my shares, but the price can't be lowered. I think the Suns are currently worth at least [-] million US dollars."

"Three championships in five years, the money was taken away by those players, and we didn't earn a penny. It's time to give us a return on investment."

"Yes, there are already three championships, which is completely enough. We should not waste money on these so-called honors. We are not players. The honor belongs to the players. It is of no use to us. What we want is 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 according to the current market value. I think Nair was right just now. The current Suns are worth at least [-] million US dollars."

"I support the valuation of [-] million."

"We might as well sell it to that Robert Savoy, who's been in touch with me for a good price."

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

"OK."

Shareholders chattered and began to put pressure on Colangelo Sr.

They knew very well that the Colangelo family simply didn't have that much money to buy their shares, so the old Colangelo had no other choice but to do as they asked, reducing expenses and paying dividends.

(End of this chapter)