Chapter 472: The First Three Verses and the Fourth Section

Perhaps the reality of my two consecutive rebounds made Mr. Park Han-jae recognize the gap between the so-called strength level of the Republic of Korea men's basketball national team and the NBA team. These little tricks played by Ranbir exhausted his arrogant spirit, and Park Han did not argue about whether the so-called $5oo should be paid, and directly pinched his nose and admitted. But at the same time, he put forward another condition: he hoped that the South Korean team would not lose too ugly.

I was going to humiliate the bunnies on the court with the bunnies on the pitch, but Bill. Mr. Lambier and Jack. Mr. Bieber and the two of them were obviously more willing to deal with money, and after haggling with Park Han again, and Park Han shelling out $5o again, Bill. Ranbill, Jack. Bieber and Mr. Park Hanze's hands were tightly clasped together.

"Bill, don't you hate these Koreans? Don't you hate that Park Hanze? Why don't you let the players teach them a hard lesson on the pitch! After Park Hanze, who had a painful look on his face, left, I directly questioned Bill. Ranbir.

Bill. Ranbir took out a Cuban cigar, lit it, took a very comfortable puff, looked at me with a look of satisfaction, and said with a smile:

"Kwamei, you are now the general manager of the team, to put it mildly, you have been successfully promoted to a capitalist thug who is greedy for money, you are now going to look at the money, haha......"

"Bullshit!" I scolded loudly: "What a bullshit capitalist thug! ”

"Even!" Bill. Ranbir put one hand on his cheek and said with a serious face: "I forgot about jì." You guy is no longer just a capitalist thug, you kid is already a very successful capitalist. But how do you become a capitalist? You must know that Marx said: When the profit reaches 1o%, you capitalists will be ready to move, when the profit reaches 5o%, you capitalists will take risks, when the profit reaches 1oo%, you capitalists will dare to trample on the laws of the world, and when the profit reaches 3oo%, you capitalists will dare to risk hanging. That's $50,000 from the sky. You'll be able to watch him slip out of your hands......"

Bill. Ranbier looked at me and was babbling about his own views on capitalists, but I guess his views were based on his views on old men. Ranbill's father is a well-known tycoon in the whole of America.

"Fuck off!" I interrupted Bill angrily. Ranbir's words, he said: "According to you, I am not a qualified capitalist?" ”

"Hmm!" Bill. Ranbir nodded with certainty and said, "Any self-made man." In the end, the person who can accumulate a great fortune is basically a grande, and they are full of human attachment to every penny of extra profit. I don't seem to see that in you, and that makes me feel a little surprised! ”

I was taken by Bill. Ranbir was laughing and crying, I knew what to say, did I have to pretend to be a Grande in order to conform to his views on people?

"Fuck off!" I jokingly scolded and explained to myself, "The $5o won't reach my pocket." It's my thing! ”

Bill. Ranbir tilted his head, looked at the expression on my face carefully, and said seriously: "This is what I don't understand, I still can't understand why you want to be this general manager, and you are still doing it conscientiously." Every deal is fucking calculated, and it's fucking calculating when it comes to signing contracts with players. Even my salary as a head coach is only fucking $120,000 a year, the lowest paid head coach in the NBA! What a shame! Who the hell are you doing this for? Know that every penny you save for the Wizards doesn't go into your wallet...... "Beal. Ranbir began complaining about his salary.

I pursed my lips and said with a serious face: "I am the general manager of the team, I need to have the basic qualities of a professional manager, I must be responsible for the Wizards!" In order to hire me as the general manager. Mr. Pauline is in charge. ”

"Shit!" Bill. Ranbir looked a little angry, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't say it so noblely, who in this world is not responsible for himself!" What kind of professionalism is it's all because he doesn't have the opportunity to ......"

I tilted my head to look at Bill. Ranbier, suddenly feeling that this guy has a deep dark side hidden in his heart, which makes me wonder if this guy has suffered some kind of blow when he was young.

I calmed my breath and looked at Bill. Ranbir asked rhetorically, "What would you do if you were me?"

"Ha......" Bill. Ranbir raised his head and laughed, and after laughing for a full minute, he lowered his head, looked at me levelly, and said seriously: "If I were you, I would buy the shares of the Wizards from Mr. Apollin, and make yourself the real speaker of the Wizards, as for the rest, hehe, you know how to do it yourself!" ”

I frowned and looked at Bill. "Bill, don't you know that the league doesn't allow players to be shareholders in a particular team? Not to mention the majority shareholder! ”

Bill. Ranbir scoffed completely, and he said with great disdain: "Your head is rusty!" Ivanka. What does Trump eat! Your father-in-law, Donald. What does Trump eat! Wouldn't you buy the team with their name?! I don't fucking know how you made that $10 billion or so much! "Bill. Ranbir looked like he hated iron but not steel.

I was suddenly stunned! Although this conversation was a bit off-topic, the off-topic suddenly made me feel a little stupid and naΓ―ve. I am working hard for the Wizards, looking for one after another cheap new stars for the Wizards, and accumulating every point of strength for the Wizards to win the championship, but these have nothing to do with themselves in the end, even if I win the championship every year in the next ten years, people will sigh at most about my management ability and my vision, and I can't get a trace of dry goods at all. Do I really want to ......

I shook my head, and temporarily drove the thought out of my mind, and pulled my mind back. Ranbir said seriously: "Don't go so far, just talk about the baton game, what do you think?" Do you really fucking want to get them a few balls? Didn't you fucking say that you had been watching these sticks for a long time? Do you want to teach them a hard lesson? ”

Bill. With a charming smile on his face, Ranbir took a hard puff on his cigar and said softly, "We can teach them a hard lesson in the first three quarters, and let them have a hard time in the fourth quarter......"

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