Anthony the Reborn

Chapter 88 Three-Party Transaction for Reinforcement
Before reaching the arena, there was a burst of hoarse shouts from inside, with a miserable feeling, and Anthony felt his heart tremble when he heard it from a distance.

Thorpe also grinned, obviously he knew what kind of scene it was.

"Run! Run!"

As soon as they arrived at the door, Cooper's loud shout came from inside.

Anthony paused for a moment, then opened the door and went in.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and the scene inside appeared in front of everyone.

Wang Zhizhi was carrying a big mountaineering bag on his body at this time, and he didn't know what was in it. He was dribbling the ball and kept shuttling between the obstacles between the courts. There was dripping down his cheeks, his whole body was already wet, and he was panting heavily.

"Quick! Quick! Last lap!"

Coach Cooper held a stopwatch and kept yelling at Wang Zhizhi from the side.

"what!"

Wang Zhizhi let out a heart-piercing cry, gritted his teeth and accelerated.

Finally, Wang Zhizhi finally reached the finish line under the condition of almost collapsed.

"8 minutes and 56 seconds, almost a pass, only passed five times, it seems that you really lack practice, take a rest for 5 minutes, wait with me to attack and defend, let me find your weakness." Cooper said very casually , completely looking like he was tossing people to death.

Wang Zhizhi was sitting on the bench at the moment, with his head buried between his legs, gasping for breath, he seemed too tired to speak, and he didn't know if he heard what Cooper said.

Anthony looked at some tragic scenes, and couldn't help but feel happy. Cooper was known for being fierce when he was a player. The best sixth man of the Lakers, one of Jordan's terminators, put it in the era before Anthony crossed over, that would be Tony Allen An enhanced version of Wang Zhizhi's offense, with good physical fitness and defensive skills, it seems that Wang Zhizhi's defensive problems should be improved a lot by him.

"Hey, Michael," Anthony called to Cooper, smiling as he walked into the gym.

"Hey, Mello, why are you here?" Cooper turned around when he heard the shout, and saw that it was Anthony, a smile appeared on his originally serious face.

"Manager Qiqi asked me to come over to talk about something. I met Kevin on the way and just stopped by to have a look. How is it? Is Wang's training going well?" Anthony sat on a chair beside him, glanced at him and was still buried. Wang Zhizhi, who bowed his head, asked.

"It's not bad, Wang's body is indeed lacking in training." Cooper spoke very directly, showing no mercy to Wang Zhizhi.

Wang Zhizhi lowered his head and said nothing.

"However, his attitude is very good. As long as he can persist, I am confident that his defensive level will reach the average level." Cooper suddenly changed the subject and praised him instead.

"Hehe, the king should be able to persevere." Anthony suddenly thought of something, and said again, "But he is of yellow race, and his body is more likely to be injured than ours. Will he be injured?"

"Well, I did think about what you said, so I asked Kevin to bring me a training plan, and I have to make some adjustments according to his physical response." Cooper took out the training plan that Thorpe brought over.

"So that's the case." Anthony also understood.

"Melo!" At this moment, a rough voice exploded in the air.

Anthony looked back and saw Nene walking towards him with a big smile, with an indescribable excitement in his grinning mouth.

"Hey, Nene." Anthony also stood up.

"Nene, have you finished practicing the 200 times you agreed to turn and hit the board?" At this moment, Thorpe appeared beside him with a serious face.

"That..." When Nene saw Thorpe, she shrank immediately, scratched her head with her hand, and said to Anthony, "Let's talk later, talk later..."

After speaking, he was dragged back to the court by Thorpe.

Looking at Nene's figure, Anthony also burst out laughing. It seems that Thorpe made Nene miserable enough.

"I still have something to do tonight, Michael, you can practice first, and I will come to practice tomorrow." Anthony turned back and said to Cooper.

"Well, Mike will practice with the whole team tomorrow, so you should pay attention to rest."

"Well, I will." After Anthony finished speaking, he greeted Nene and left the arena.

In the team manager's office, Anthony was sent away. Vandeweghe sat back on the chair, looked at the names on the paper, and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he picked up his cell phone and called Knicks general manager Isaiah Thomas.

"Hey, Qiqi, what brought you here, why did you remember to call me?" Thomas' voice full of laughter came over as soon as the phone was answered.

"Isaiah, I remember you told me about Anderson last time, I think I changed my mind." Vandeweghe said with a smile.

"Oh? Why, are you willing to let go of Chris?" Thomas' slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone. He was very interested in Chris Anderson, the Nuggets' inside violent man.

"Well, how about this, I know you are training the team's center Tim Thomas, but now Mutombo occupies most of the playing time, I think if there is no change inside, even if Anderson is traded What was said in the past is just a decoration, and we just need a veteran to lead the team." Vandeweghe suggested cryptically.

"You want Dikembe?" Thomas said in a wary tone, obviously he didn't expect Vandeweghe to have such a proposal.

"Yes, I know that although you are rich and powerful, as the general manager, you must be facing greater pressure now. If you can properly reduce some salary space, I think Boss Dolan will also appreciate you. ’” Vandeweghe continued to fan the flames.

Thomas was silent and didn't speak.

Vandeweghe didn't say a word either. Thomas was a well-known brain-dead manager in the circle. Vandeweghe called him first, also wanting to test his bottom line.

"It's a good suggestion." After a while, Thomas's slow voice came from the other side, obviously he had thought it over.

Vandeweghe almost laughed out loud, Thomas really deserved the notorious brain damage.But now is not the time to be proud. After all, the gap between the two parties is still relatively large in terms of contracts. A single exchange is impossible, and other people are not what the Nuggets want, so they can only pull a third party, and this third party, Van Dewey Qi already had a plan in mind.

"Isaiah, there is one more question." Vandeweghe said.

"Huh? Why, are you going to go back on your word again?" Thomas' worried voice came.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I want to say that the salary gap between our two sides is a bit big, and I want to bring in a third party to trade." Vandeweghe said hastily.

"Third party?"

"Yes, a third party. I just checked, and I found that Keon Clark of the Jazz is a good choice." Vandeweghe said weakly.

"What? Keown?! You want me to eat a garbage contract?!" Thomas' tone suddenly changed over there.

"How is it possible? Don't worry, just listen to me." Vandeweghe said hastily. It seems that Thomas is not stupid even though he is brainless. He is only 28 years old, and he had a very good performance in the Raptors. Last season, he was troubled by injuries in the Kings and did not perform well. After an offseason, I think his injuries should have almost recovered. Young, getting back to the Raptors level shouldn't be a problem."

"But..." Thomas was about to refute.

"And you think about it, he's on an expiring contract. If he really can't play, at most he will be waived during the offseason, and the salary space will be vacated by then." Vandeweghe chased after him.

"This..." Thomas hesitated.

"Isaiah, you have to know that Anderson is the core of our deal, and Keown is just a supplement to match the salary. Isn't the box office exactly what the boss wants? If it weren't for our team's need for veterans to dominate the lineup, I would not be able to bear it." Vandeweghe said it with a deep sense of affection, and it also made people laugh. moving.

Thomas fell into silence again, obviously considering what Vandeweghe said.

After a long time, he heard a somewhat uncertain voice: "Okay then, the Jazz team..."

"I'll take care of things over there." Vandeweghe immediately took his words.

"Well, I'm looking forward to the performance you said. I hope Chris is really as you said. Tim is a potential insider, and it's time to give him space." Thomas said to himself.

"Well, that's good, I'll contact Kevin and let him join the three parties." Vandeweghe said with a smile.

"Yes." Thomas answered and hung up the phone.

Vandeweghe put down his phone, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This first step was finally taken successfully, and thanks to Thomas, the general manager of the Knicks, otherwise the matter of being taken advantage of would not have progressed so smoothly.

After getting the Knicks done, Vandeweghe picked up the phone and called Jazz general manager Kevin O'Connor.

"Hey, Kevin, are you busy?" Vandeweghe said with a slight smile as soon as he spoke.

"Oh, it's Qiqi, it's so rare, what brought you here?" O'Connor also said with a smile.

"Kevin, do you have a rubbish contract in your hand?" Vandeweghe said straight to the point.

"Huh? How do you say it?" O'Connor's tone accelerated, and it was obvious that Vandeweghe's words aroused his interest.

"I also know that your team lacks a stable three-point shooter on the outside, right?" Vandeweghe continued.

"Qiqi, you want to trade Walsh to me?! Wait... This is not your style. Walsh is in good form this season, and Mike has just taken over. I don't think you will be so stupid as to trade him for garbage. Contract." O'Connor wasn't stupid either.

"No, no, you misunderstood, Kevin, I want to be a three-party, of course, your garbage contract can be dealt with, Leonard can also enter Utah, and I can also get the players I need."

"Oh? Is there such a good thing? Who is the third-party team?" O'Connor asked in bewilderment.

"Knicks." Vandeweghe said lightly.

"Haha, Isaiah..." O'Connor laughed immediately when he heard it, and he said hastily, "Qiqi, tell me about your plan, and see how you tricked Isaiah. Can't wait..."

(End of this chapter)