Anthony the Reborn

Chapter 53 The Lobbyist

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At the press conference after the game, perhaps because of a foul at the last moment, the Cavaliers ended the press conference after answering a few official reporters' questions and hurriedly left the arena.

The reporters didn't care either, and their focus was all on Anthony, who had just tied Chamberlain's rookie scoring record.

But what surprised them was that Anthony did not attend the press conference. He went to accept the MRI scan after the game. The agent coach Cooper greeted many reporters. Although the reporters were disappointed, they could only rack their brains. Try to pull out some other news.

Anthony was told that there was nothing serious after receiving the MRI scan, and he was finally relieved. After saying goodbye to the medical staff, he walked out of the arena alone.

Standing outside, Anthony looked up at the busy traffic on the road and the star-studded street scene. He suddenly remembered what Cooper said during the game. If Carl wins in the end, his previous efforts will be in vain.

Thinking of this, Anthony took out his mobile phone and called Vandeweghe.

The phone connected after ringing for a while.

"Hey, Melo, congratulations!" Vandeweghe's slightly excited voice came as soon as the connection was made.

"Thank you ~ Qiqi, haven't you rested yet? I'm sorry to disturb you so late..." Anthony called so late, although there was a reason for it, he still felt a little inappropriate.

"Not yet, I just came back from the arena not long ago, but I witnessed your record night with my own eyes!" Vandeweghe was obviously very excited about Anthony's performance.

"Let's not talk about that, Kiki, I have something to do, do you have time now? How about we go to the coffee shop outside the arena to chat?" Anthony asked tentatively.

"Now?" Vandeweghe hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Okay, you wait for me there, and I'll come right over."

"Well, thank you Qiqi." After finishing speaking, Anthony hung up the phone. It is already 11 pm in the United States. It is indeed a bit inappropriate to ask Vandeweghe to come out, but for the sake of the head coach, it can only be done on a special basis. up.

The coffee shop is only a few hundred meters away from the arena. After Anthony put the phone in his pocket, he walked straight there and arrived in a short while.

After finding a seat by the window and sitting down, Anthony took out his mobile phone and sent Su Xi a text message saying that he would be back later and asked her to rest first, then sat there with his chin in his hands and waited.

Vandeweghe lived not far from the arena, and after a while, Anthony saw his car arrive.

After Vandeweghe got out of the car, Anthony reached out and gestured to him. Vandeweghe smiled when he saw him, and then entered the coffee shop.

After ordering coffee, the two sat across from each other.

Vandeweghe said, "Melo, I really congratulate you today! After this record, the team and your name will be written into the history of the league!"

"Qiqi, what you said is too exaggerated, I'm just lucky~" Anthony said modestly.

"Haha, but Melo..." Vandeweghe suddenly looked at Anthony and said, "Sometimes you really act like a Chinese."

Anthony's eyes flustered, wondering if Vandeweghe had discovered something wrong with him?

"Haha, just kidding, in fact, it's not just you, I feel like a Chinese." Vandeweghe suddenly changed the subject and said a little seriously, "You must know that there are few people in our country who are like you. The Chinese are very humble just now, and this is their 5000-year-old cultural heritage, which is worth learning from.”

It turned out to be this... Anthony breathed a sigh of relief and made a false alarm. He hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Just then, the waiter brought out their coffee order.

The two picked up the blower and took a sip, and Vandeweghe continued: "Melo, what's the matter with you coming out to find me so late?"

Anthony swallowed his coffee, thinking that he had finally gotten to the point, and he was unambiguous, and said, "Qiqi, I heard that our team is going to change its head coach?"

"Huh?" Vandeweghe put down his coffee and said meaningfully, "Melo, why did you say that suddenly?"

"I'm just guessing," Anthony said with a smile.

"Melo, I told you about the coach of the team last time. Don't guess about it. If the boss finds out, it may not be a good thing for you." Vandeweghe said suddenly and seriously, "You know , This kind of thing shakes the morale of the team the most."

"Kiki." Anthony didn't answer Vandeweghe's words right away, but changed his words, "I remember you said last time that you hoped that I could lead the team to the peak and win the championship."

Before Vandeweghe could answer, Anthony went on to say: "Do you think it is possible for me to do it now? If it is just the current situation, the level of the head coach is not good, and there are still problems in the locker room. Knowing that a championship winning team is definitely not what it is now."

"I know you also want the team to do well, it's about money and reputation, isn't it?" Anthony said finally.

Vandeweghe suddenly stopped talking. He knew more about Anthony from his skills. He didn't have much contact with Anthony. Now, listening to what Anthony said, he suddenly felt that Anthony was far more mature than he seemed. a lot of.

After being silent for a long time, Vandeweghe sighed and said: "The team has been losing recently, and the boss has been a little restless. You know, he went to the SBC Arena in San Antonio to watch your first game. Acting, his expectations for the team have changed this season."

Anthony nodded, even if Vandeweghe didn't say these things, he could guess them.

"Do you still remember the coaching problem you mentioned at the boss banquet last time?" Vandeweghe then asked.

"Remember, the boss doesn't seem to take it seriously." Anthony said and picked up the coffee again.

"Yes, but after the team loses in a row, the boss will not take it seriously. He thinks you have a vision, so he decided to change a coach." Vandeweghe also opened the window to speak bluntly at this moment.

Anthony took a sip of coffee, put down his cup, and asked, "Who is the new coach? Is it the D'Antoni I recommended to you last time?"

Vandeweghe shook his head: "The boss's preference is George Karl. If D'Antoni said, I would also suggest it to the boss and submit his resume, but you have to know, the boss who makes the decision, the boss thinks D'Antoni can do it. George can do the same when he arrives, and he has more experience than D'Antoni."

hair!When Anthony heard what Vandeweghe said, he couldn't help cursing in his heart. He knew that the Suns would be the strongest in the Western Conference in the next few seasons, and the bombardment tactics were popular in the league. Moreover, D'Antoni was only the first step, and Nash was the next step. The point is, now that the contract between Nash and the Mavericks is about to expire, he hopes that the team can be robbed before Nash decides to return to the Suns.

"Qiqi, do you also agree with the boss's opinion?" Anthony asked Vandeweghe directly.

"Me? From my point of view, I still prefer the team to choose D'Antoni."

"You don't agree with what the boss said?" Anthony was slightly surprised by Vandeweghe's answer.

"No." Vandeweghe shook his head and said, "As the general manager, I have my position. I told you the other day that the team's goal this season is the playoffs. You are a rookie and Camby is injured. Most of the team are newcomers, and it must take time to adjust. If you set the goal too high, you will be eager for quick success. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Therefore, I think D’Antoni’s venture capital is smaller. Wait for him to lead for a season. Take a look, if it doesn’t work, you can change it, if it works, it’s low investment and high return.”

"So that's the case." Anthony nodded thoughtfully. He really didn't expect what Vandeweghe was thinking. There are still big differences in ideas from different standpoints.

"But you also know that I am not the one who makes the final decision." Vandeweghe said with some frustration, "What the boss says is the final decision."

Listening to Vandeweghe's words, Anthony did not answer, he dragged his chin thoughtfully.

Vandeweghe did not continue talking, picked up the coffee and took another sip, then took the watch on his wrist to look at the time, just about to say that it was getting late.

At this moment, Anthony seemed to have made a decision, and said, "Qiqi, can you help me make an appointment with the boss?"

"You want to see the boss?!" Vandeweghe was startled, he didn't expect Anthony to have such an idea suddenly.

"Yes, I might make the boss change his mind." Anthony said, looking at Vandeweghe.

"No." Vandeweghe refused, "Melo, it's not good for you to see the boss. You know, after all, you are just a player. If the boss thinks it doesn't suit him, he can trade you at any time. Don't blame me. To put it bluntly, there is not much difference between players and commodities in the league, don't be naive."

"No, I have a solution." Anthony didn't want to say too clearly, "Qiqi, if you can arrange for me to meet with the boss, it will be good for you, me, and the boss."

Hearing Anthony's vowed words, Vandeweghe frowned, and still had some suggestions: "Melo, it's okay to arrange for you to meet the boss, but it's really not good for you, and you don't have to rush for a while. I will take it slowly later. try to change."

Slowly change?Anthony knows that George Karl has coached the Nuggets for 9 years, and now what Anthony did was given him a year earlier. Ten years later, Anthony really can't afford to wait.

Although George Karl's coaching level is not bad, his best result when he was in the Nuggets was only the second round, which is not what Anthony wants to see.

"No, Kiki, I'm willing to take the risk." Anthony said with firm eyes.

Vandeweghe looked at Anthony with some surprise, was speechless for a long time, finally heaved a long sigh, and said, "Well, since you are so persistent, I will arrange it for you."

Listening to Vandeweghe's words, Anthony was relieved, and a smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)