Mills conveyed the results of the interview to Dolan, who was strongly sponsored by the Zen master, and finally got Dolan's tacit permission to give Wang Zhuo a two-year tactical assistant coach contract, with a team option for the second year, which is non-guaranteed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Zhuo quickly got the contract drawn up by the human resources department, and after flipping through a few pages casually, and found no content similar to the overlord clause, Wang Zhuo signed the contract and received a salary card with 20 yuan.

Although Wang Zhuo was officially hired by the Knicks, Wang Zhuo is not an American citizen and needs to go to the embassy in New York to apply for a work visa before he can officially report to the Knicks' team coaching staff.

Wang Zhuo held a $200,000 salary card, with mixed feelings in his heart, yesterday he was a penniless poor egg, and today he has become a millionaire, but in the money-squandering league, the annual salary of $200,000 is not as good as the treatment of a player who sticks to the water cooler, Wang Zhuo is not discouraged, but feels that the burden on his shoulders is heavy.

When Wang Zhuo left the office area with the contract, he thought of Lin Yao, who worked in a Chinese restaurant, and should be familiar with the process of applying for a work visa.

"Whew!" There was a strong air flow impact in his ears, the danger was approaching, the autumn had not arrived, the cicada prophet, although Wang Zhuo's mind was completely thinking about the issue of work visas, but several years of training in boxing allowed him to foresee the danger at any time.

Wang Zhuo's expression remained unchanged, holding the contract tightly with one hand, and not looking at the things that came from the volley, the other hand drew a circle out of thin air, and the things with sharp strength suddenly stuck to Wang Zhuo's hand like a suction cup, and at the same time, the hand holding the contract was slightly held up, and dozens of pages of contracts fell to the ground, neatly placed next to Wang Zhuo.

At this time, Wang Zhuo found that what was glued to his hand was a boxing glove, and the direction in which the boxing glove flew was the center of the ring, it turned out that the boxing event had ended, and the boxing champion Zeller saw Wang Zhuo break into the warning area when he was undergoing the coronation ceremony, which looked like a naked provocation.

Although Zeller is not as good as Ali, Tyson and other famous boxing champions, but the strength of the punch is also hundreds of kilograms, if it is an ordinary person, the force he just threw can definitely smash it in an instant, who knows that Wang Zhuoyun lightly shot to dissolve his strength, and also casually performed a unique job of not scattering a piece of paper on the ground.

The reporters gathered at the passage were anxiously waiting for the interview with long guns and short guns, but who knew that a hidden Chinese young man suddenly appeared, revealing a shocking method like performing acrobatics, and raised the camera in his hand to shoot Wang Zhuo for a while.

Zeller was furious, his moment of glory was stolen by an unknown stranger, standing in the ring with angry eyes, making a fist gesture at Wang Zhuo, and the group of reporters instantly flickered like a boiling pot, and they seemed to have found a more newsworthy footage than the boxing match itself.

Wang Zhuo didn't expect his unintentional move to cause such a situation, his palm shook slightly, the boxing gloves flew steadily into Zeller's hands, bowed down and hugged his fists to apologize, turned around to pick up the contract on the ground, and walked out of the gate of the Madison Square Garden Arena along the perimeter of the cordon.

What he didn't expect was that just an hour or two later, the major media in New York published photos of Wang Zhuo along with the news of Zeller's coronation in the boxing match, and the headlines of the news were even more varied, "Chinese youth provoke boxing champion Zeller, and will soon launch a challenge", "Chinese kung fu is worthy of its reputation, Chinese boxer Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" and so on, and even reporters photographed the contract in Wang Zhuo's hand, playing the title "Knicks tactical assistant coach boxing Zeller, ready to switch to the boxing world".

Wang Zhuo couldn't laugh or cry when he saw these news, he had just successfully applied for the Knicks' tactical assistant coach, and before he had time to make a name for himself in the basketball world, he first became a small hit in the news media industry in New York.

Leaving the stadium, the first thing Wang Zhuo did was to buy a mobile phone, looking at the blank phone book, Wang Zhuo took out a note with Lin Yao's phone number, saved Lin Yao's phone number in the phone book, and pressed the call button.

"Hello, hello!" When the bell rang for the third time, Lin Yao connected the phone, and her spring breeze and rain voice came from the other side of the microphone.

"I'm Wang Zhuo, I just bought the mobile phone, this is my phone number, you can save it, I said that I will call you as soon as I buy the mobile phone!" After all, he had only met once, and Wang Zhuo didn't know if the phone call would seem abrupt, so he said a few words that were not nutritious and meaningless.

Lin Yao was slightly taken aback, she didn't believe Wang Zhuo at first, but now she believed it, and faintly felt that Wang Zhuo was a trustworthy person, and something seemed to beat slightly in her heart.

Women are strange animals, she will make a big move because of your slightest move, and she will also be very moved because of a trivial matter, Wang Zhuo thought of Lin Yao as soon as she got the mobile phone, and dialed it, which made her impression of Wang Zhuo change a lot.

"Hey, Mr. Boxer, oh, or Mr. Coach, you're a celebrity now, can you send me an autographed photo!" Lin Yao didn't reveal too much personal emotion, and eased the slightly embarrassing atmosphere in a joking tone.

Wang Zhuo was sure that Lin Yao had watched the news, but he didn't expect that Lin Yao was also a girl who liked to pay attention to gossip, maybe gossip was a woman's nature, Wang Zhuo laughed dryly on the phone, feeling helpless.

"If I guessed correctly, your most urgent thing right now should be to go to the embassy to apply for a work visa, and I think I can help you!" Lin Yao said in a joking tone.

Wang Zhuo had to marvel that Lin Yao was a smart girl, probably due to the influence of the environment in Jiangsu, Shanghai and Hangzhou, and the girls she bred had a spirituality in her bones.

Wang Zhuo really wanted to ask Lin Yao about the work visa, but he didn't expect her to say a word to his heart, and offered to help, Wang Zhuo naturally would not refuse.

"But that's not all, Mr. Coach, you're going to treat me to dinner and Madison Square Garden to watch the game, and Cameron? Anthony's autographed group photo! "It's similar to Wang Zhuo's hunch, women will always make all kinds of rude demands on you in the next moment, of course, these are not difficult problems for Wang Zhuo.

Lin Yao usually gives people the feeling of being a cold goddess Fan, and after meeting Wang Zhuo, she became like a tsundere little princess, probably after seeing Wang Zhuo's news, she couldn't help but feel a feeling in her heart: This man can protect her and give her the sense of security she wants.

"You wait for me, I'll be there soon." At this time, it was close to the end of work, Wang Zhuo expected that he could apply for a work visa the next day, but he didn't expect Lin Yao to be still in a hurry, so he just did it, and hung up the phone without waiting for Wang Zhuo to speak.

"Get in the car!" Ten minutes later, a Ford sedan stopped in front of Wang Zhuo, the window fell, and Lin Yao poked his head out of it.

Wang Zhuo sat in the co-pilot, Lin Yao drove away, I have to say, Lin Yao's driving skills are really good, and soon, Ford came to the door of the Chinese Consulate in New York, No. 520 on 12th Road in Manhattan.

At this time, the consulate was close to getting off work, and Wang Zhuo wondered in his heart whether the efficiency of the consulate would be like a snail like some government agencies in China, but Lin Yao seemed to have a bamboo in his chest.

After a while, all of Wang Zhuo's doubts were dispelled, and all the staff of the consulate were very polite to Lin Yao, and although he was about to leave work, Lin Yao still handed over the work visa to Wang Zhuo within five minutes.

Wang Zhuo also learned Lin Yao's identity from the whispers of the staff in the consulate, the daughter of Lin Tianze, the Chinese consul in New York.