His name is Tiger Jones, and that's been his name since he was born.

However, only he knows that he also has a name called Meng Zhixiang, a Chinese name.

Because, he's a reborn, uh-huh, he crossed over (the reason for the crossing is unknown, I slept for a while, and I wore it when I woke up, which is powerful. In 2010, a senior financial practitioner of a Chinese securities company traveled to a middle-class family in Houston in 1970, with a father Billy Jones who was an excellent construction engineer and a mother Adella Smith, an excellent ~~~~~ dentist (I, who was most afraid of dentists, was very depressed).

In Tiger, who has memories of his past life, he has shown a difference since he was a child, (can it be different, the old man who is almost 30 years old and a bunch of little kids and mud play, it is more idealistic.) As a financial copyist, it is too simple to achieve something in this world that has been experienced.

When he was 10 years old, he persuaded his father to take a 12.5% stake in Microsoft in his own name, and then took a stake in Dell Computer again.

At the age of 19, relying on the changes in the political situation in the former Soviet Union and the changes in the stock market, he successfully grabbed billions of assets for himself.

Then, in the capital market, it turned the clouds and grabbed more wealth, and was called "the miracle of Wall Street" and "the youngest billionaire in history".

And deep in Tiger's heart, there is another dream, that is, his favorite Houston Rockets, as a veteran basketball fan in his previous life, his love for the Rockets did not start with Da Yao, although he lived and worked in Shanghai for nearly six years.

In the next ten years, he cheered for the rockets to reach the highest podium, lamented the failure of the "Big Three", cheered for the joining of China's best players, and cried for the so-called "first-round curse".

And today, 25 years after his rebirth, is the time when he has the power to change those things.

On the third day of the '94-'95 season, the Rockets were still basking in the excitement of winning the championship.

A league-shaking news came that the Houston Rockets were sold for $267 million, and the new owner was Tiger Jones, known as the "Wall Street Miracle", a young man under the age of 26, whose rise shocked the entire financial world like a comet.

And the original boss Alexander also made a big profit, and in two years, his assets doubled, and the income was huge.

In the president's office of the Compaq Center, Alexander looked at the young boy in front of him and sighed in his heart.

I thought I was already a figure in the financial market, but compared to this young man, I was almost nothing.

Thinking of this, Alexander stood up from the couch and walked over to the young man who was standing in front of the window looking at the scenery outside, and said, "Mr. Tiger, we should go to the press conference." ”

"Yes, Mr. Alexander," replied the young man, turning to a smile.

"Actually, to be honest Mr. Tiger, I don't want to sell Team Rocket." Alexander said with a constipated look on his face.

"Oh, then why did you sell it," Tiger said, looking surprised.

"Hey, it's not that most of my money in the bond and stock markets has been suppressed, I'm in need of a lot of cash flow right now." Alexander sighed helplessly.

"Hehe, I see, if I knew your current situation, I think the price of this transaction could be lower." Tiger still looked relaxed.

"You bastard, here with me the big tail wolf, or you make a move, who can have so much financial resources to target me alone, MD wait for me to slow back, you must be good." Alexander, who looked depressed, scolded in his heart.

"Okay, Mr. Alexander, let's go downstairs, the reporters can't wait" Looking at Alexander, who looked constipated, Tiger was relieved in his heart, and thought to himself: You old bastard Rockets have such a background, in addition to the championship in the past two years, in the next ten years, the hair that made you toss is gone, what Texas top three, you see that the Spurs won the championship, the Mavericks have at least entered the finals, your best result is only the second round of the playoffs, you are a dead pear, Lao Tzu didn't kill you, you are lucky.

In this way, the two appeared together with their own ghosts, at the press conference, looking at the dense heads below, Tiger was a little dizzy, and he was a little dizzy when he saw the rows of cameras and microphones.

However, Lao Yali arrived very freely, and the two of them sat down next to Tang Shuai and General Manager Dawson, who had arrived first.

"Hello, Mr. Jones, I'm Roger from the Houston Chronicle, and I'm wondering why you bought the Houston Rockets when the Rockets won two straight championships." A white journalist in his thirties asked.

"Ah, yes, I grew up in Houston and have a deep relationship with Houston. And I'm also a Rockets fan, I like Hakeem and Clyde very much, I'm an admirer of them, when I was younger, I also played basketball and I wanted to be like Moses Malone, but I didn't have that talent, I could only watch other people play, and now I think if I had a team and could watch them play, it could be said that it was a kind of fulfillment of my childhood dream, hehe, and this is still a championship team, which is amazing, wow, it's really exciting. Tiger said excitedly.

"Hello, Mr. Jones, I'm a reporter for the Chicago Tribune, Richard, next season, it will be Jordan's second season back, do you still think the Rockets can continue to defend the title?" A black reporter in his mid-thirties asked.

"Well, that's a good question, Jordan is the best player in basketball history, but don't you think big dreams, a good player needs a group of good teammates to succeed, do you think that Jordan who just entered the league and scored crazy is great or that Jordan who won three consecutive championships is great, Jordan is great, it is because Jordan has a group of great teammates around him, Jordan achieves his greatness, and the people around him also achieve their greatness." Tiger said that he was a little dizzy, and flickered the many reporters.

"Hello, my reporter from the New York Times, Julianne, I would like to ask, will you make adjustments to the personnel of Team Rocket, who will be adjusted, and do you already have a goal in mind." A blonde beauty of twenty-seven or eighteen asked.

"Hehe, it's hard to say, everything is up to the head coach, and I don't interfere in the specific affairs of the team." Tiger kicked the ball back with a bit of content.

Looking, the blonde beauty still wanted to ask, and Tiger quickly clicked on the next questioner when he saw it.

"Hello, I'm Mason, a reporter for the American gossip magazine, are you still single? As the fifth biggest diamond king on Wall Street, why don't you have a girlfriend yet? Are you not interested in female surnames? Are you in a same-name relationship? A very obscene middle-aged uncle in his forties asked.

"Security, security guard, pull this bastard out for me, who let him in, what are you all eating." Tiger with a black thread shouted at the security guards on the side.

The security guards on the side gritted their teeth and pounced, and the four strong men with big shoulders and round waists held up the obscene uncle and walked outside, scolding in their hearts as they walked: He nnd, isn't this eye medicine, the first press conference of the new boss, there was such a situation, I don't know if I can save my job when I go back. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at it again, the more the person who was being held by everyone looked at it, the more angry he became, and when he threw it out, he couldn't help but increase the strength of his subordinates, and the person flew directly more than 4 meters away and fell outside the news hall.

The many reporters present, looking at Tiger with an embarrassed face, couldn't help laughing, and after answering several reporters' questions, Tiger ran away like a rabbit.

And tomorrow's newspapers around the world, it is estimated that there will be a photo of Tiger with a resentful face as the accompanying picture, "The new boss of the rocket, the fifth diamond king in the new era, is accused of the same surname love" article.

After returning to his mansion, Tiger sat in a large rocking chair on the lawn outside, thinking back to his dreams, and thought to himself: the rocket is finally in my hands. Is this true, it's really like a dream, hehe, I hope this dream doesn't wake up, who knows.

The next step is to start preparing for the draft, and there are still good players in the '95 draft.

"Roaring Celestial" Wallace, McDyce, Stark House, Michael Finley.

However, in terms of team results and individual achievements, it is the lone "wolf king" Kevin Garnett.

This guy, known as the best power forward in NBA history, has a height of 2.11 meters and an arm span of 2.23 meters.

And later, he won many honors, he was just a high school student in 95, and he recruited him as the championship of this season, and he added that "Big Dream" and "Glider" were still alive, and I didn't believe that he would not come.

Now I am thinking about who to exchange, and now there are a lot of weights in my hand.

Now in the Rockets, there are a lot of pitchers.

Cassel can't be replaced, and I'm still pointing to his main rotation point guard for the next five years, although his offensive power is better than playmaking, but it's still good to be a bench bandit "best sixth man".

Maxwell's "madman" can still be replaced, his temper is too explosive.

Mario Elie can also be replaced, but "Kiss of Death" is still very handsome.

Kenny Smith is now a point guard, but a little old enough to be sent away.

Chuck Brown is a ranger, a good interior player, and it's good to play Garnett off the bench.

Others like Hakim, Horry and Drexler can't be swapped.

Brad, it's okay to change big pitchers, but I'm afraid people don't want it.

Trouble, I guess Kenny Smith, Maxwell and Mario Eri can still get a new vote after adding a few partners.

By the way, there are still 2 rounds of tickets this year, and you can also find some treasures.

Come to think of it, the 2nd round is estimated to be not good, if it is ahead, Donnie Marshall and De Klerk are not bad.

If you go back, will you choose Snow, Podiroga or Hojberg.

Headaches.

Snow, he can defend, but he is a good partner with the "answer".

Podiroga's MVP of the World Championships, I don't know why I don't want to come to the United States, I guess I have a grudge against the United States, but I can get in touch with him well, I have the strength.

Hojberg Pacers' shooter, kind of interesting.

China, hey, who is there now.

Last year, I entered the quarterfinals of the World Championships, and the 94 golden generation.

Hu Weidong is a little older, and it is difficult for Chinese guards to survive in the NBA.

The bus, it seems to be just 20, and it is still in the Yanjing team, if it is cultivated, it is still okay to be a blue-collar worker, that muscle, and a hand to shoot.

Dazhi, be younger, 17 or 18, and he is still an athlete in the army, difficult.

Da Yao, that uh-huh, it's better to raise it for two years and kill it, it is estimated that he is still sleeping on the board bed in the Shanghai Sports School.

Forget it, let's go to an old soup tomorrow and discuss it with Dawson.;