bayedsolid Chapter 41 Stone: Are there any Chinese people under 2.2 meters tall who can play ball?
Chapter 41 Stone: Are there any Chinese people under 2.2 meters tall who can play ball?
"What gift?" Ma Xiaoxuan asked after a pause, her voice still lacking any expectation.
It seems that nothing Wang Xiucheng brings out will surprise Ma Xiaoxuan.
"Before I give you the gift, I need to ask about your situation first." Wang Xiucheng sat at the table, his voice serious, but his expression playful.
This contrast caught the attention of Uncle Ma, Aunt Ma, and even Ma Wei.
"My situation?" Ma Xiaoxuan frowned slightly. "Background check?"
"More or less," Wang Xiucheng said. "Sister Xuan, when did you graduate? Have you received your lawyer's license yet? Do you have any experience practicing law?"
Ma Xiaoxuan didn't know what Wang Xiucheng was up to, but these things didn't involve any privacy, so there was nothing she couldn't say.
"If nothing unexpected happens, I will graduate with my master's degree next May. I passed the bar exam when I got my bachelor's degree. As for my professional experience, I have been interning at Sunshine Law Firm, the most influential law firm in the Chinese community, for more than a year."
Ma Xiaoxuan wasn't impatient. "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"He really is a top student," Wang Xiucheng couldn't help but remark.
Ma Wei always said that his sister wasn't a normal person; who would want to read legal books full of rules and regulations?
When Wang Xiucheng first arrived in the United States, he didn't think much of it. What was the difference between this and memorizing vocabulary words before?
I later learned that most US presidents are law students.
"If I hire you as my agent, will you do it?" Wang Xiucheng looked up at Ma Xiaoxuan and suddenly asked.
"Agent? You have a two-way contract, why would you need an agent?"
Uncle Ma spoke up almost immediately.
Wang Xiucheng's annual salary is only over 50 yuan. Even if Wang Xiucheng performs well recently and the Rockets convert his contract to a regular one, it will only be a base salary of over 100 million yuan. Why would they need to give a portion of that to his agent?
Ma Xiaoxuan didn't speak. She seemed to sense something and began to look Wang Xiucheng up and down, from head to toe and then from toe to head.
Wang Xiucheng was getting a little irritated by what he saw.
"You mean the Chinese market?" Ma Xiaoxuan immediately understood what Wang Xiucheng meant.
Although she hasn't been back to China for a long time, she has met many Chinese people in her law firm over the years and is well aware of the rapid development of China.
That's a huge market of over a billion people, who wouldn't be envious?
Wang Xiucheng nodded, also proud of having strong backing: "These past few days, the team's public relations department has called me a lot, about a dozen a day. Most of them are sponsors from China who want to cooperate with me. But I don't have an agent, so the league office and the Rockets don't dare to give them my phone number directly. They've been dragging it out until I come back."
"So many companies want to cooperate with you?" Ma Xiaoxuan was somewhat surprised this time.
Wang Xiucheng shrugged: "So I wanted to ask you, a top student, to help me vet some candidates, pick them out, and make sure I don't get scammed."
Ma Xiaoxuan suddenly stood up, and her eyes gleamed with a rare light.
Everyone thought she just liked the law, but actually, she liked the feeling of negotiation.
Seeing her initially arrogant opponent eventually submit to her gave her a great sense of accomplishment.
The whole world knows you are guilty, but I can make sure you are acquitted.
Everyone says you'll be fine, but I can put you in jail.
This feeling of being at odds with the world always excites Ma Xiaoxuan whenever she thinks about it.
Just like Robert Kardashian.
The courtroom is a battlefield without gunfire, where men and women, young and old, are not distinguished.
It only depends on your ability.
Now Ma Xiaoxuan suddenly realizes that business negotiations are also a battlefield.
"You guys eat, I'm going back to my room." Ma Xiaoxuan suddenly stood up and went straight upstairs.
Wang Xiucheng and Uncle Ma were not surprised at all; Wang Xiucheng had encountered Ma Xiaoxuan's situation many times over the years.
Only when the extremely calm Ma Xiaoxuan encounters something that interests her will her eyes light up.
"Let's eat and ignore her," Aunt Ma said, shaking her head helplessly.
……
The Houston Rockets' office building is located 7 kilometers from the Windfield Center.
Stone finally walked into his office for the first time in half a month.
As the team's highest-ranking operations officer and general manager besides the owner, he certainly has the right to paid leave.
He has gone through everything since the team ended last season, including the draft, summer league, training camp, preseason games, and so on.
Finally, after the start of the season, before the team's five-game road trip, Stone began a two-week break.
For the past two weeks, he has been in the most pristine forests of Africa. Apart from hiring a few guides and bodyguards, he has turned off his phone and is not paying attention to anything related to basketball.
He anticipated that there would be a lot of backlog of work.
But I didn't expect there to be so many.
As soon as he entered the room, Stone noticed at least a hundred sheets of paper of various formats on the table.
This indicates that different departments within the team sent him documents with different contents.
While waiting for the computer to boot up, Stone picked up the top document and started reading.
Upon seeing this, Stone was surprised.
This could be the Warriors asking if they can trade Christopher.
The Warriors are willing to trade a player and compensate with a second-round pick.
"Christopher?" Stone was slightly surprised. Had the kid been playing really well these past few days? Had Cole taken a liking to him?
Stone set the file aside and looked at the next one.
This is the Nuggets' inquiry about whether they can trade Garuba's paper documents.
Stone was even more surprised. Garuba?
How could that roughneck catch Malone's eye?
Stone found it a bit strange, but he patiently continued watching.
The next one is the Lakers.
The Lakers asked Wood if he could be traded.
Stone's eyebrows furrowed, and he scratched his bald head vigorously before looking at the next document.
"Lone Ranger?"
Stone suddenly paused, realizing the problem.
The teams that are interested in trading with the Rockets are almost all teams that have played against the Rockets recently.
The reason I say "almost" is because there was one team missing: the Celtics.
Oddly enough, the players these teams inquired about were all different, but they all specified that if salaries didn't match, they could use minimum-salary players to make up the difference.
"has a problem."
Stone, a lawyer, immediately realized that these old foxes' target might not be the player they mentioned at all, but rather one of their own players on a minimum salary contract.
Who suddenly typed that?
Whoever it was, it was all Stone's doing, because he was the one who chose them.
Stone tossed the files aside, turned on his computer, and first checked the recent match results.
Unsurprisingly, they lost everything.
Great, we're one step closer to getting the top draft pick.
Stone looked at the data again.
And the Celtics, Mavericks, Jazz, Lakers...
Even after watching the Nuggets play, Stone still couldn't figure out who these old foxes had their eye on.
In every game, the Rockets have one player who performs reasonably well, but in the next game, that player falters again.
Stone was stunned when he flipped to yesterday's game against the Warriors and saw that Wang Xiucheng was the player with the most points in the player statistics.
Wang Xiucheng?
who is this?
For more than half a minute, Stone scratched his head until it bled before he remembered that this was the only player on the team who wasn't him, but was personally selected by the owner.
The reason for choosing this person is not for the competition, but for the Chinese market.
The previous owner, Alexander, made a fortune from Yao Ming and the Huaxia Market behind him.
With such a perfect performance, Fertitta naturally wanted to copy her methods, which is why Wang Xiucheng joined the team.
This Chinese person made a move?
how is this possible.
Stone didn't believe it a million times.
Are there any Chinese people under 2.2 meters tall who can play ball?
Stone opened the replay of the game against the Warriors, fast-forwarded to the moment when Wang Xiucheng entered the game, and watched intently.
Stone grew increasingly surprised.
Without anyone noticing, Stone had already gotten up from his chair and stood up.
When Wang Xiucheng fouled Draymond Green and knocked him off the court, Stone instinctively waved his hand.
When Wang Xiucheng hit consecutive three-pointers in front of Curry, Stone secretly exclaimed, "Great!"
When Wang Xiucheng flirted with Gracie and got away unscathed, Stone smiled.
Before he knew it, the video had finished playing, but Stone twisted his neck and fell into deep thought.