Henson didn't know why the management people suddenly wanted to meet with him, perhaps because everyone didn't expect that he, a rookie coach with only one year of assistant coaching experience, could sit in the head coach position for more than a week.

But since the boss spoke, Henson couldn't be as cold as he was to reporters. So when he finished training, Henson wore a very formal suit, which caused a commotion among the players.

"Boss, have a date tonight?" Holiday looked at his manager with a wink, and it was no secret that Henson was an old bachelor. Even Aunt Susan, the team's secretary, once suggested that Henson be introduced to her sister's daughter.

Henson never knew that Americans also like to introduce people.

"Jule, there is a game tomorrow, and it is too late for Biga to practice tonight."

"Come on, let's not get off the hook. Who is she, model? Or an actor! The young Holiday was clearly interested in Henson's private life, after all, he had just stepped into the circle and was curious about everything.

"Neither, just going to a place full of old men." Henson spread his hands, and the thought of the serious atmosphere of the moment made Henson feel a little unbearable.

Sitting in Carter's taxi, Henson felt a little nervous. Getting along with the players, Henson doesn't find it difficult at all. But meeting with those bigwigs whose net worth is astronomical, Henson felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, Henson had never been exposed to that circle, and he was also a man who didn't like trouble outside of basketball. And this kind of upper-class gathering is usually full of hypocrisy and a lot of "trouble".

Sure enough, Henson had just gotten out of the car when "trouble" came.

"Sir, this is a private party, I think you're in the wrong place." When Henson arrived at the St. Denis estate in Indianapolis, he was stopped by a doorman with a grand English accent. The reason may be that Henson was the only one of all the people who came to the banquet by taxi and not in a luxury car.

"Boy, are you British?" Henson was a little angry, and when he used to be a scout, he was looked down at by others. Now that they are the official head coaches of the Pacers, how can they still be treated like this?

But if the other side is British, it wouldn't be surprising, as most Britons basically only watch football and don't know anything about basketball.

"I am indeed from England, sir." The doorman didn't squint, "If you have an invitation, I'll let you in." ”

"What the!" Henson angrily dialed Bird's phone, which is why he was so resistant to the banquet.

Within a minute, Bird appeared at the gate of the manor. He was accompanied by a gray-haired old man, the owner of the estate and the Indiana Pacers. Simon.

"Mr. Henson is a special guest, he doesn't need an invitation! Remember this face, child, whenever he comes here in the future, you have to open the door for him! "Herbert. Although Simon is very old, his voice is still hard.

The doorman looked at Henson in surprise, but Henson only blinked.

"Excuse me, sir!"

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"I'm sorry, Henson, I wanted to send you an invitation, but Bird said it wasn't necessary..... It's okay, don't let these episodes spoil the good mood tonight. I forgot to introduce myself, I'm the owner of the Indiana Pacers, Herbert. Simon. Walking down the alleys of the manor, Simon shook Henson's hand very politely.

Henson was a little flattered, this old man who looked extremely serious was more easy-going than he imagined. and George. Compared to Carl, Simon is simply an angel.

"Hello, boss!"

"Hahahaha, you don't need to call me boss, just call me Simon. I watched the game the day before yesterday and it was amazing. In fact, I didn't know much about basketball, so I left it all to Bird. And Bird said, he trusts you, so in the same way, I trust you, Henson. Good work, the team hasn't produced results for many years. And this year, you have certainly given us hope. ”

Simon wasn't lying, he didn't know much about basketball. In the real estate business, he was so busy every day that he couldn't care about the team's work. From the beginning, they just looked at the Pacers as an investment. Not all bosses are like the Mavericks' Mark. Cuban, more team owners are actually like Simon, who gave the job to the president.

"My brother and I used to keep the Pacers in Indiana for $11 million. And now, I want to use another 11 million to get the Pacers back on track. Henson, you and Bird just let it go. I'm willing to pay more money if I need to. Simon's "another $11 million" is undoubtedly Henson's salary.

After speaking, the three of them had already walked to the door of the banquet hall of the manor. As the host, Simon must have to accompany the others when he goes in, so his conversation with Henson can only end there.

"So let it go, Henson, Bird. Indianapolis is a basketball city, and right now, this basketball city needs honor. After patting Bird and Henson on the shoulder, Simon walked into the hall, leaving only Henson and Hender's two "rough men" in the doorway.

"When did the old man become so generous?" Henson shrugged, knowing full well that the Pacers, while not stingy, were by no means a team that was particularly willing to spend dollars. But today, Herbert actually told them to let it go? This left Henson a little confused.

Because Herbert is retiring, the Pacers will soon fall into the hands of his son, Stephen. The son's motivation seems to be much more than that of Lao Tzu. Moreover, Stephen knows a little bit about basketball. Therefore, the bosses, who have always had no desire, have also begun to pursue the championship. And one more reason, remember what I was busy with this summer? ”

"Don't ask me to get involved, Bird, that's what I taught you." Henson waved his hand and motioned for Bird to speak.

Bird was angry and laughing, and Henson sometimes spoke in a way that would slap him in the face. "This summer, a new consortium moved in to the Pacers and became a minority shareholder. As a result, the Pacers have more money in reserve. And this new owner is a real fan. He used to even set up a basketball team for his daughter, and then became the coach of the basketball team himself. Let's go, I'll take you to meet him. ”

"New boss?" For some reason, Henson thought of Angeli.

Walking into the banquet hall, Henson didn't attract much attention. Most of the people who came to Herbert's estate for the banquet were on the list of the richest people in the United States. Most of these business people don't have time to watch basketball. It's normal not to know Henson, the new manager. No one treats Henson as a cleaner, and Henson already feels lucky enough.

Henson followed Bird to the center of the ballroom, and Bird took Henson a glass of wine, and out of courtesy, Henson had to give the new boss a glass later.

Henson pouted, and the "programs" seemed to be the same as they were in China.

"Mr. Lanadivie, are you still having fun?" Bird stepped forward and called a gray-haired man, who turned his head but was not as old as Henson had imagined, probably in his fifties.

"Oh, Bird! I've always wanted to talk to you, how is the team doing? Is there anything that needs to be strengthened? "Unlike Herbert, Lanadivi is the team as soon as he speaks. Sure enough, as Bird said, he is a boss who likes and understands basketball. He joined the Pacers not just for an investment, but also for his own interests.

'The team is very good at the moment and it is developing in the direction that we wanted. Sir, you said you would love to meet Coach Henson. Today, I brought him in. Bird said, turning sideways. In fact, it was Ranadivi who brought Henson to the banquet in the first place.

From the time he began negotiations with the Pacers to officially becoming a minority shareholder, Henson was the one Lanadivie asked the most.

Henson struggled to keep smiling, then raised his glass slightly, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lanadivi." ”

When Henson walked up to Ranadivie, the electronics giant took a serious look at Henson, and his expression became serious, which reminded him of the iron-faced interviewers he used to have when he was looking for a job in China. Interviews, yes, that's how Henson feels right now!

Although Lanadigvi's serious expression was only a flash, it still couldn't escape Henson's observation! Why? Why does this new boss look at himself the same way he examines the interviewee?

"Henson. Mr. Qiao, who has admired the name for a long time. 54 points in a single quarter slaughtering the Nuggets, and as the rumors say, you're truly amazing. Rana Divi smiled back and raised his glass.

"By the way, Mr. Henson, to introduce, this is my daughter...... Well, maybe I don't need to introduce it at all. ”

With all said and done, Vivek. Behind Ranadivi, a little girl walked out shyly.

"No introduction?" Bird is a little confused, could it be that Henson and Ranadivie's daughter know each other?

After seeing Angeli, Henson could no longer hide his surprise. It's not just an acquaintance, her daughter still slept in my bed!