Chapter 4 First time I met Lin Yao

"Steve, listen, I don't want to see a second forest, Madison Square Garden Arena is not a vegetable market, it's not someone who wants to come!" Dolan's roar was heard on the phone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Obviously, Dolan has always been angry about Jeremy Lin's transfer to the Houston Rockets, at the beginning, D'Antoni's unintentional move to make "Lin crazy" sweep the United States, Jeremy Lin was able to become famous, Dolan felt that New York is the place where Lin became famous, and he deserved a sense of belonging to home, but he didn't expect Lin to turn around and sign a three-year, $25 million contract with the Rockets.

Jeremy Lin is not wrong, the NBA is a huge business field, when you are valuable, you will receive olive branches thrown by many teams, once your value is squeezed dry, you will be ruthlessly swept away, loyalty in front of interests is completely empty talk, no one in the league who works hard does not understand this truth, "gorilla" Ewing's late season is a living teaching material.

Wang Zhuo and the Zen master made an appointment at 3 o'clock in the afternoon for an interview in the office of the Madison Square Garden Arena, and the person in charge of the interview was Steve Mills, who specially told the former Zen master not to be late.

Speaking of interviews, Wang Zhuo didn't even know what job he was interviewing, the Zen master didn't say it, and he didn't ask, but it was definitely a basketball-related job.

Before the crossing, Wang Zhuo was still watching basketball games at the Shanghai Gymnasium, he likes basketball, likes the NBA, and prefers to study the characteristics of some players' play, and even the coach's unique tactical system.

In fact, Wang Zhuo's favorite is Taijiquan, in his mind, it is not an exaggeration to call Taijiquan the quintessence of the country, which can not only strengthen the body, but also fight and kill, Wang Zhuo does not like to practice flowers, from the beginning of learning is Taijiquan that can fight, after practicing for a few years, the grandmaster can not be called, but in the face of the general practitioner or to capture.

Wang Zhuo wants to live in the United States, he always has a job to make a living, in fact, Wang Zhuo has thought about using his skills, I don't know if he can make a world in Hollywood, like Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan and they become household names in kung fu superstars, think about it carefully, it's impossible, no acting skills, no fame, who asks you to make a movie, or deal with the next interview job in a down-to-earth manner.

The economic base determines the superstructure, in the United States, bread is the economic base, turkey, car and house are the superstructure, Wang Zhuo was penniless before winning Kane 1000 US dollars, he couldn't even afford bread, what he wanted to solve in front of him was the problem of food and clothing, as for the job, it really can't be changed, and riding a donkey to find a horse is not a solution.

After all, it was a formal interview, and there was still a certain amount of exquisiteness, Wang Zhuo had money at this time, and used the dollars he won to buy a dark blue suit, a white shirt, a black and white striped tie, a pair of brown leather shoes, booked a hotel, took a comfortable shower, cut his hair, and enjoyed a delicious lunch.

When taking a bath, Wang Zhuo looked at the mirror and looked at his new self, he found that the lines of this body were quite symmetrical, belonging to the type of thin, undressed and fleshy, and the skin was bronzed, at first glance, it looked a bit like Wu Yanzu.

Wang Zhuo doesn't eat burgers and fried chicken, high-calorie food is not suitable for health, he chose a Chinese restaurant, ordered a bowl of porridge and a light chaos, the waiter in the restaurant is a Chinese female college student studying in New York, probably because of the same Chinese, when he saw Wang Zhuo, he was particularly warm and cordial, which made Wang Zhuo's heart warm.

"Hello, my name is Lin Yao, a native of Shanghai, an international student at The Juilliard School, I see you very kind, maybe it's because of homesickness, can you leave a contact information?" After eating, Wang Zhuo gave the waiter a tip of 20 US dollars, which she gladly accepted, and took the lead in reporting her home, and asked Wang Zhuo for her phone number.

"Wang Zhuo, I live in Chinatown in New York, I don't have a mobile phone, you can give me your contact information, I will call you as soon as I buy a mobile phone!" Wang Zhuo remembered that he still lacked a mobile phone, and the $1,000 in his pocket was not enough to buy a mobile phone.

In modern society, a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes said that he didn't have a mobile phone, which was equivalent to opening his eyes and talking nonsense, Wang Zhuo did not deceive Lin Yao, but Lin Yao felt that this was a disguised refusal, but she still wrote her mobile phone number on a sticky note paper, handed it to Wang Zhuo and turned around to greet other guests.

Looking at this oriental beauty who was bred and raised in Shanghai, her unique musical temperament made her a little more elegant, Wang Zhuo wanted to sit down and talk about Shanghai's Pudong New Area, the Bund, Lujiazui, and of course, the Oriental Pearl, but these can't be talked about.

Wang Zhuo stuffed the sticky notes into his pocket, walked out of the restaurant, and took a taxi to the Madison Square Garden Arena on Eighth Avenue, a huge white cylindrical building above Pennsylvania Station.

Today, the streets of Manhattan are not congested, and when Wang Zhuo arrived, the clock in the mall near the arena showed the time at 2:45, but the Zen master had been standing in front of the stadium for a while.

"Hey Phil, sorry to keep you waiting!" The tall figure of the Zen master was particularly conspicuous in the crowd, and Wang Zhuo saw him at a glance and stepped forward to greet him.

"Oh King, I'm so sorry, I can barely recognize you, goodboy, you're punctual, come with me!" The Zen master only recognized the changed Wang Zhuo after listening to the voice, but he quickly returned to his usual tone, turned around and walked towards the entrance passage with Wang Zhuo.

Wang Zhuo is dressed in a suit, leather shoes, a white shirt, a plaid tie, and a haircut, the temperament of the whole person is completely different, if it was full of ruffian flavor before, then now Wang Zhuo can definitely be called a yuppie because of his spirit, but Wang Zhuo does not like this kind of dress, because in China, people who go to work in such clothes are either selling insurance or second-hand real estate agents, which often makes people avoid it.

There was a Zen master to open the way, and the guards and management personnel not only did not stop Wang Zhuo, but greeted him with a smile, which made Wang Zhuo suddenly feel like a fox and a tiger, and his back to the big tree to enjoy the coolness.

The interior of the stadium as a whole presents the tone of local tyrant gold, and the spacious space can accommodate nearly 20,000 people, giving people the feeling of high-end, atmospheric and high-grade, which complements the overall gold tone of the stadium.

Wang Zhuo walked in, the screams and cries of the mountain and tsunami began to hit the eardrums non-stop, and a group of media personnel carrying long guns and short guns gathered at the entrance passage, as if waiting for the results of the game inside.

Wang Zhuo followed the Zen master around the edge of the arena and walked inside, only to find a makeshift ring in the center of the arena, on which two tall, muscular white boxers were fighting hand-to-hand with each other.

The Zen master was indifferent to boxing events, and took Wang Zhuo to the elevator to Steve Mills's office door on the sixth floor, knocked lightly twice, and pushed the door in.

The sound insulation effect of the stadium is very good, and the quietness of the office area is very different from the noisy roar in the stadium.