After visiting the FriendsofFinn organization, Arthur left a donation of $100,000, and in order to thank Arthur for his generosity, Amanda happily invited Arthur to dinner.

“。。。 I'm telling you the truth when I think of you as a friend... At the dinner table, Arthur looked serious and said seriously.

And Amanda, who has been amused by Arthur's various jokes and humor, has a smile on her face that stagnates slightly, her beautiful eyes are wide, and she is waiting for Arthur's next words very seriously.

"I've never found me so handsome. ”

"Pss ”

Looking at the smiling Amanda who was trembling, Arthur also showed a bright smile on his face, to be honest, he really didn't expect that Amanda's laughter would be so easy to get.

You know, most of what he said tonight is British cold humor, to put it bluntly, it's a cold joke, in the face of his serious nonsense, some people may not be able to laugh at all, and feel that this is purely a joke, no urge to laugh, only the rhythm of embarrassment...

But fortunately, every time Amanda was able to get these cold humorous jokes, he could make Amanda laugh.

A man's humor, like a woman's good figure, is a natural attraction to the opposite sex.

I have to say that Arthur's style and humor did make Amanda fall a little, and his good impression of Arthur is constantly rising, you know, with a man with a sense of humor, life is full of comedy, life is full of fun, and from time to time a little luck, full of happiness.

"Have had a really good day, Arthur, you are a gentleman of good humor. After dinner, when Amanda and Arthur enjoyed dessert together, they looked at Arthur with a smile and praised softly.

"Thank you, you didn't take me for a scoundrel, but your beauty and charm made me can't help but be uncontrollable, I can't help myself, I can't hold back my excitement, I can't help but want to do something, to make a good impression on you. Arthur didn't hide his feelings, but spoke very frankly and almost confessed.

Hearing Arthur's words, Amanda's beautiful eyes became extremely bright, and Arthur's eyes looked at her, two blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and she suddenly smiled, blinked like a flower, and said with a smile: "You are not honest, you have a girlfriend, you should not confess to another girl." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm just telling the truth, I can't deceive my emotions, I don't need to deceive, even if I close my mouth, joy will overflow from the corners of my eyes and eyebrows, and I can't hide it. I've been struggling before, afraid that you know, afraid that you don't know, and even more afraid that you know and pretend not to know. So, on the occasion of separation, I decided to confess. Arthur was very brazen in saying things that would move any woman.

Sure enough, hearing these words, the expression on Amanda's somewhat playful face was also moved, and after a long silence, Amanda smiled brightly and said to Arthur: "I'm a little tired... ”

"I'll send you home. Arthur still smiled, stood up and helped Amanda move the chair, the distance between the two was less than a meter, Arthur smelled the charming aroma of Amanda's body, and instinctively took a deep breath.

Feeling the deep breath behind her, Amanda looked back at Arthur with a charming and coquettish look, and was not angry about it.

Sensing Amanda's tolerance for some small ambiguities, Arthur knew that the other party also had a very good impression of him, so when the two left the restaurant together, Arthur naturally put his gentleman's hand on Amanda's waist, and Amanda just smiled and turned her face to look at him, didn't say anything, and acquiesced to Arthur's intimate behavior.

Because the ambiguous atmosphere between the two is getting stronger and stronger, on the way back to Hearst Manor, the two are silent except for casually looking at each other and laughing, until the car drives into the manor, Arthur said: "In the next few days, I will be busy with the draft work of the New Jersey Nets, and it will be very busy... ”

"Work matters, we'll see you later. Amanda said with a smile on her red lips.

"I'm afraid I'll miss you all the time, will you miss me?" Arthur boldly began to attack again.

"Giggles, maybe I thought. Amanda smiled charmingly, then opened the car door, stepped out of the car, and said to Arthur, who also got out of the car, "Good night." ”

"Good night. Arthur smiled and waved his hand, for Amanda's offensive, he had already launched, if he wanted to submit this celebrity daughter, there was still a long way to go, after all, he didn't have the kind of consciousness of only drinking a scoop.

Looking at the red taillights of the car in the distance, the corners of Amanda's mouth rose at the door of the mansion and whispered, "What a scoundrel!"

The next morning, Arthur looked at the gossip newspaper in his hand, couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, as expected, all the tabloids in New York, paving the way for the local report published a photo of him and Amanda, all kinds of sensational headlines made people cry and laugh.

What New York princess squeezed out the country queen, what real countess fell into New York, what English earl is a playboy...

As a result, while Arthur was eating breakfast, Taylor Swift, who was far away in Tennessee, called to question, well, listening to the angry and worried words in the microphone, Arthur pushed four, five or six, firmly denied it, and explained the matter in detail, and said a lot of greasy words, and finally calmed Taylor.

"Whew-"

Hanging up the phone, Arthur shook his head and smiled, coaxing a woman is a tiring job, but fortunately it was appeased, not only that, but also made the country diva who felt threatened decide to fly to New York as soon as possible to get together with Arthur, thinking of Taylor's big white T, while eating a delicious breakfast, he couldn't help but smash his mouth, looking endlessly aftertasted.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Myers arrived and drove with Arthur to a luxury hotel next to the Madison Square Garden arena, where it was the day of the joint tryout before the NBA draft.

The Finals are over, and the NBA has entered the offseason, but the offseason is not a "long grass period", and there are still many big things that will happen during this relatively quiet period, such as the annual NBA draft. It was Arthur's first appearance in the draft, and it also marked the beginning of a new generation in basketball to reinvent an era.

The NBA draft is a gamble, if you bet right, you are a winner, and if you lose the bet, you can only blame yourself for your poor draft vision, so how important is the draft vision?

For many teams, choosing the team thinking that the team is likely to win the championship next season, and the wrong team may become a fish belly team for several years. But some teams don't dare to compliment their draft vision, they obviously selected superstars, but traded them away on draft night, and then they became superstars in NBA history, such as the Norsky King and so on.

This is Arthur's first draft as the owner of the Nets, although he is just a pseudo-fan and not professional, but he attaches great importance to the results of this draft, because he does not want to just join the Nets and become a big joke in the United States because of the draft failure.

When Arthur, led by Myers, walked into the hall, he saw Magic Johnson and the Lakers general manager chatting with acquaintances, and a group of people pretending not to notice fans taking selfies with them behind them. There was also a circle of people who were the players' agents, Myers whispered to Arthur to introduce the people on the court, and some reporters who were talking to the coach of the Clippers saw Arthur appear, and immediately threw the other party away, and quickly swarmed to Arthur's side, surrounded by groups, scrambling to start asking questions.

Seeing that the reporters were so crazy and enthusiastic, the other NBA bigwigs present couldn't help but look at each other and smile, and they were also very curious about the Earl owner of the Nets. The hall became lively and noisy.

But upstairs, above the hustle and bustle of New York, the real action is happening.

You know, there were about 300 interviews over two days during the joint tryouts before the draft. Those conversations, perhaps more than the ball played that week, gave the team a better understanding of the rookies and helped decision-makers decide which players are worth investing millions of dollars in Thursday's NBA Draft.

When Arthur finally got rid of the entanglement of media reporters and the bombardment of questions, under the escort of the security guard, he hid in the elevator, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I didn't expect these sports reporters to be crazier than gossip paparazzi." ”

"No way, they have been spoiled by the league, even if we don't want to be interviewed, we must accept their questions in accordance with the rules of the league, if we don't accept them, they will complain, and if we complain, we will be fined... Miles explained with a smile. "Actually, boss, you don't need to participate in this joint trial at all, because it's really boring. ”

"Hehe, it's okay, after all, it's my first draft after I became the owner. Arthur smiled.

I came to the room where the Nets interviewed and the home in the room was equipped with a bed, a TV, and a dresser. Two sofas and a table with eight chairs were cleared. The Nets crew was already in place, and after Arthur and Miles sat down, someone asked if it would start, and Miles looked at Arthur, who nodded.

"Let's get started—"

After a few nervous footsteps, a soon-to-be professional athlete prepares to face the most unpredictable part of the NBA draft.

"Relax, lad!" Miles said with a smile as he said to the young players who walked in, and Arthur had read the information and learned that the other party was a player who had entered the draft early.

"We just want to get to know you. ”

Someone poured water, and the chat began.

A few people were taking handwritten notes, and no one was playing with their phones. The interview was more of a conversation than an interrogation. Usually in this order, the staff of the five teams asked most of the questions, and each was given about the same amount of time to take on their respective roles.

"What will your family tell us about you?"

"How many phones do you have?"

"Is it just for the money?"

And also asked what the player thought of his teammates in college, how he treated teammates he didn't like, how he reacted to criticism. Out of nowhere, a very specific question, about a blow that the player was involved in in creating an offensive foul in a game last season, and his reaction to the referee, which didn't go his way.

The player slipped in his chair.

"How do you know?" he asked, embarrassed.

Time flew by, the interview was over, and the player was in a matter of minutes for another of the seven interviews scheduled for him. Everyone was standing, handshakes were everywhere, and just like that, it was all over. The notebook was closed, and Miles walked to the door, patted him twice on the back, and said "you did a great job".

The child walked into the hall, the door closed, and that's it.

"Every team has a different way of interviewing, but in most cases, the hotel room is cleaned for about 30 minutes at a time, and there are five to 10 people in the room to interview the players. At the end of the day, everyone was exhausted. ”

Returning to his seat, Miles smiled and explained to the young boss who had sat there without saying a word throughout the interview.

"It's all about business. Arthur chuckled and nodded.