Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 11 A Beautiful Encounter

"This is it." The kind old Chinese woman smiled and pushed open the door of this bookstore.

"Oh! It's Mrs. Yao!" The middle-aged old man had a kind face. "come on in."

A half-sized bookstore, located in a classic pedestrian street in Houston, where people like to bask in the sun, drink a cup of coffee, and enjoy the time.

The bustling crowds come and go, and there are always customers stopping by the stalls on the street to choose whatever they want.All kinds of stalls sell flowers, fruits, vegetables, small daily necessities, antiques, Chinese porcelain, and cheap jewelry.There are many small shops on both sides of the street, most of which sell antiques, jewelry, old books and art. Of course, there are also small shops like Ron's: the blue wooden lintel, the paint is a little blackened by the wind and rain, but it looks full of unique classical cultural atmosphere.

"Thank you Dayao, thank you Mama Yao!" Ron put down his luggage, very grateful.

A rare vacation, Ron began to enjoy his rental career...

"It's okay, we Chinese are all from our own country..." Yao Ma said happily.

Dayao leaned on a cane, and he seemed to be attracted by some miscellaneous newspapers and weekly magazines.

It is hard to imagine that Houston, which is full of metropolitan atmosphere, also has such a neighborhood with such a strong exotic flavor. It is like a melting pot of cultures. Here, people of all colors gather together, rich and poor. Two people with different backgrounds and great differences can also attract each other. Therefore, it is not difficult for Ron to believe that here, different love stories are staged every day.

"So..." Ron took his wallet out of his pocket...

"Oh... what is this for..." The old man caught a cigarette butt with a warm expression on his face. "You are Yao Ming's friend, that is, my friend. Yao Ming is the symbol of the entire Houston. I still expect him to bring back the O'Brien Cup this year! Hehe..."

"Thank you...Thank you so much..." Ron was full of gratitude.

"Oh... By the way, you have to help me look after the store on weekends, old man, I can't stay here every day, can I?"

"No problem!" Ron said with a smile...

...

"Dayao, who are you optimistic about this year!" Walking along this not-so-small street, Yao's mother was preparing for a sumptuous dinner tonight, and the remaining two big men who attracted a lot of attention began to chat.

"Besides Griffin, who else..." Yao Ming smiled.

"No, except him." Ron exhaled comfortably into the sun.

"Hmm... Rubio? Maybe he won't be able to come to the NBA for a while, maybe the Grizzlies prefer to pick big guys." Yao Ming's vision was sharp enough.

"Where's Brighton Jennings? Now the media is bragging that he has the same skills as Rubio." Ron asked back.

"No...no...I don't like this kind of street arrogance..." Yao Ming listened intently, full of interest.

"Then you don't get along well with Boss Fu..."

"That's...hehe..."

Ron's eyes suddenly released brilliant lights: "Actually, I like James Harden and Stephen Curry. Tyreke Evans is also good, but a little rough."

Yao Ming expressed disbelief: "You know, the league always has some prejudices against shooters. They think that the innate physical condition is the foundation of their foothold, and the acquired training can be developed slowly..."

This is true, like Bynum, a former high school student of the Lakers, has also changed from a hen to a phoenix this season and shined brilliantly...

"Do you know? Dayao. I may be born with a kind of reverse thinking, but I feel that this kind of acquired high-quality shooters have the most advantage over those rough jade waiting to be carved by the league..." Ron made a perfect comparison: "That is confidence. Human nature is really a strange knowledge. I can see in the eyes of Harden and Curry a kind of calmness, as if all the storms are coming. Those who have experienced the storm are full of worries..."

"What about me?" Dayao laughed.

"With your CBA defying the world's invincible players and Wei Wei's unique physical condition, of course you will not be surprised!" Ron also laughed.

Dayao laughed even more happily: "Hey, our amazing consultant, please find me a good substitute, at least during the time when I can't make it, keep a good record... I have a lot of ambitions this year!"

Yao Ming's eyes shot out tens of thousands of dots of light, and he clenched his arms tightly, as if secretly making some kind of determination.

Yao Ming, I will not let you down... Ron said to himself.

...

On the flight to New York, Ron has been hesitating about such a small matter.

As the Rockets' special advisor, should he rent a car to go to Madison Square Garden? Although Morey and the others had rushed to the venue ahead of time, it was the first time for him to attend such an important meeting. Ron only hoped that he would not make a fool of himself.

"Let's rent it. It is said that the United States drives on the left." Ron said to himself.

I am very grateful to Dameng. It was he who gave Ron this unexpected trip. Originally, it was impossible for him to be an assistant consultant like him, but Dameng also served as the assistant coach of the team. But I heard that this was a private job, and only the scene of the snickering old thief appeared in Ron's mind.

As soon as he got off the plane, he received a call from Morey.

"Damn, why haven't you come yet! Come on, I've sent some information to your phone. Ron, this is your chance!"

Ron let out a sigh of relief, with a helpless face...

Will Jenny Buss be there?Thinking of the queen exuding mature charm all over her body, Ron lost control of his instincts. He was happy to himself, and drove the old Ford green leather car he had just acquired to 120 yards...

There are so many red lights in the center of New York. Is this the most prosperous and luxurious city in modern times?Ron had no time to take into account the fleeting scenery in front of his eyes, he just wanted to get to the scene as soon as possible.

Damn another red light.

A Lamborghini sports car that made Ron's nose bleed was parked next to it, and the two people in the car seat were not so leisurely.

It seems to be noisy.The woman slapped the man angrily, opened the door and got out of the car in front of the main road in the center of New York where there were so many vehicles.

are you crazy?Restraining the urge to spurt blood, Ron fixed his eyes on the woman who came on stilts.

The nosebleed that had just been suppressed suddenly felt like it was pouring out.

God, what a woman that is!

Blonde hair, blue eyes, colored contact lenses, long eyelashes.A lovely stunner who combines all the advantages of women...

Ron could only think of one animal...

A woman like a cat.With cat-like eyes, cat-like smile, cat-like steps and cat-like posture.

Of course, this is definitely not to belittle her charm.

And those just now are just the beginning.

She opened the door of Ron's old Ford and sat on Ron's left angrily.

Ron didn't believe that there was a pie in the sky, let alone that such a sexy and lovely stunner would suddenly sit beside him.

And it's in the busiest city center in New York!

Silence, daze, silence.

A pair of eyes can only look at her cute face with a little anger.

"Have you seen enough?" she growled fiercely.

Ron turned his head instinctively, looking at the flashing red light counting down.

The handsome boy in the car spread his hands, got out of the car and ran to Ron's car and knocked on the window.

"Come down! Do you think it's not enough to lose my face?"

"Drive!" she said, while showing the middle finger to the handsome guy through the car window.

"Screw you!"

"Uh…"

"I said drive!" She turned her head and yelled at Ron, who could only suppress the sweat on his brow... Watching the red light turn into yellow...

"Try it!" the man pointed at Ron and yelled viciously.

Phew~ Ron hit the accelerator and walked away...

I rent a car, I'm afraid of you!thought Ron.

"Put me at the intersection in front, thank you..." She said in a low voice.

...

The car stopped slowly, and the peerless beauty opened the door with some melancholy.

"Wait a minute!" Ron frowned.

When she turned around, the faint fragrance made Ron speechless for a moment...

Her doubtful eyes scanned Ron up and down, her oval face and sexy red lips looked extremely charming.

"Money..." Ron held out a hand.

She parted her mouth like a wry smile. "What?"

"Fare!" Ron said confidently.

"Don't you know who I am?" She tidied up her military uniform, and parted her long golden wavy hair in the middle, revealing her delicate facial features.

"...I only know that I have to pay for the car..." Ron was serious.

She groped around helplessly for a long time, "I'm sorry, I...my money is in the bag, or..."

Ron laughed: "I'm joking with you! Don't be so angry next time, it hurts your skin. And I don't like being judged, no matter who it is...Although I am not someone, I still have my dignity..."

Ron smiled and shook his hand at her, tapped the accelerator, and left slowly...

The dazed woman was left behind.

The man and the woman seem to have met somewhere.But for a while, Ron just couldn't remember.

...

Scarlett Johansson walked down the streets of New York with her hands in her pockets.

It's been a long time since a man dared to speak to her like that, right?
She looked at the colorful lights and the people of all kinds coming and going, and suddenly felt that the world seemed to be cute.

(End of this chapter)