Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 188 Silent Years...

"It's another three-game winning streak, Barry. I don't think we've got his advantage..." On the eve of the shareholders' meeting of the consortium, apart from Ron, several important departments of the management team participated...

"How do you know if you don't try? Hey! Listen to me, at least... at least show the backbone and attitude of us old guys, otherwise he will think we're just a bunch of young people..." said Berry, whose hair was combed sleekly.

Looking over from this side, there was some strange light reflected in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I have good news for everyone... I am trying to get the support of a player who is becoming more 'weight' on the team, as long as he can unite with us..."

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"7 games, 6 games were won, and the only loss was the defending champion Lakers..." Alexander spread his palms and looked at the participants from the team management with a serious face.

"No! We're not saying he's bad...We just want to remind you that maybe someone else can do better than him...Yes, he changed the spirit of the team, I admit that. But he made some immature moves in some public places, which always make people sweat for him...You know that professional managers can't make mistakes in front of the media, but he...he's always a little childish..."

"He is really good at analyzing players and building a team, but after all, he is just a 30-year-old kid in his early thirties. Although his roots are popular, he is only a rookie in dealing with social circles and dealing with interpersonal relationships... Let alone the feud with the Lakers management, he has not even settled on any player's salary contract..."

"This is not good news, boss. We all know that Mayo's contract is a 2+1 player option. This will only make us lose a well-cultivated future All-Star, and it is reported that he has not even greeted OJ-Mayo for several days. It's like a stranger..."

"I want to remind everyone, whether we are looking for a planner or the manager of the entire team...He is like a fanatical fan who loves to play some jigsaw puzzles. I think before the crises that can destroy the entire team come, I hope everyone should sit down and talk about such an unreliable...young man."

Everyone nodded in agreement, whispering around...

The members of the board of directors are frequently flipping through some real-time information and materials, and they have everything for some rare and trivial matters, even critical gossip and gossip...

"So here I have to say that he is indeed the best 'team consultant' in the league, but as a team manager...he is a bit biased, not good enough..." In fact, Berry omitted a sentence here. Even he himself knows that there is no limit to what this guy can achieve in the future...

Alexander didn't speak, but frowned slightly and looked at Carol Dawson at the side. This guy was the only one picking his nose, thinking that the other person was farting. He just yawned to express his dissatisfaction...

"Gentlemen, this is a business alliance, and I only value results..." Alexander said with a sincere sigh, "Maybe he is still young in some respects, he handles things emotionally, and is not sophisticated enough... But it is impossible for a person to be comprehensive in everything... At least, we should be glad that we have not met idiots like the 'Smiling Assassin' (former NBA star, former New York Knicks famous money-worshiping manager)...and the team is developing in a good direction...isn't it?"

"Actually, I have to say that these victories have a certain amount of luck and moisture in them..." Berry blushed and refused to give up. Several of his old colleagues were frightened to death by his "persistence" spirit.

"First of all, in the first game, Denver didn't have Billups yet; and the Pacers' visit to the Toyota Center is already the last few stops of their long western road trip; Salt Lake City was originally a team with the biggest decline in the season and many internal conflicts; even the Lakers, they are also in a state of preparing to overhaul...Of course our neat team is not afraid of the Clippers and Raptors at all...So..."

"Okay, Barry." Alexander angrily stopped the old man who was getting more and more excited, so as not to cause the meeting to get out of hand. "If you go on, it's just arrogance..."

"He also randomly proclaimed the frothy lie of 'Yao Ming is back' in front of the media, and he brought in a Chinese lunatic to make the entire management into a mess; every time he didn't 'go through the process' to discuss with us about the slightest transaction. Do you know what the outside world said about him? Said that Houston is about to become his own team, that he is the dictator of Houston..." He pronounced every word very heavily, especially the word 'dictator', focusing on it...

"That's enough!" Although he emphasized his tone and almost roared, Alexander obviously hesitated this time, and it took him a long time to calm down: "Well, first of all, I want to say that I hate the Lakers... I especially hate Old Buss's dark old face... Yes. And discussing with any player about the salary contract is strictly forbidden by me, and this has nothing to do with Ron... Finally, if everyone thinks that the team belongs to him, Ron, I am here to clarify that everything is under control, and he has also reported to me... As for the media..."

He gritted his teeth: "I don't care...yes. That's it, is there any problem? Mr. Barry?"

What a ruthless old slippery guy, Dawson looked at the man with his shiny hair, and he was eager to see through his eyes. This guy knew how to slander others, and used people's desire for power to the point. He used to remind Alexander "who is the real owner of this team" to hit Ron. People's hearts are really scary!
Barry shrugged his shoulders angrily, and sat down. Many old men around him looked uncomfortable, but he himself had a hint of joy...

Just the action of Alexander gritting his teeth fully explained a lot of problems... This point cannot escape his eyes that are well versed in the rules of the workplace.

He knew that Ron was basically halfway through the game...

To describe his strategy in the most common language is - what I give you is yours.If I don't give it to you, you can't steal it.

Apparently, Ron's unflattering style of acting like thunder and thunder, he walks alone, and sometimes even the people around him are really sweating for him...

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"Okay, gentlemen, let's get back to the topic, it's time for our 'super manager', to evaluate and evaluate... discuss whether to make him a regular..."

Older gingers are more spicy!
When Alexander said this, all the people from the team management were dumbfounded...

It should be noted that Ron's subordinates like them have no right to intervene in the evaluation of the general manager of the team. All the participants on the scene, only the executives of the Alexander consortium and members of the board of directors are eligible...

Alexander obviously threw out the hot potato. In fact, it is not his decision to hire someone or fire someone. He is just warning these veterans of the team management who are similar to petitions.

"Shit!" At first he thought it would be bright, but Barry cursed secretly at this time, Alexander is the real cunning...

Because in the board of directors and the Alexander Consortium, apart from the certain fans of Luo Fan, Dawson and Morey, there are others who only care about their own interests, focusing on results and profits. Whoever becomes the general manager of the team has nothing to do with them. They are businessmen in the workplace...

"Hehe...Excuse me, what are we in a hurry for now?" Everyone was moved by the weak words.

Dare to speak suddenly in front of Alexander in front of all the board of directors, the identity of this person is destined to be difficult!
The middle-aged working woman with a bewitching brow is called Angelina Jane, the newly appointed female CEO of the group!

Of course, Ron is also the CEO, but he is only in charge of the team's affairs, and this woman is in charge of all the affairs of the entire Alexander Group. It stands to reason that apart from Alexander, Ron's immediate boss!

This woman has a lot of background. When she took office, she cooperated with the winning streak of the Houston Rockets, regained lost ground on Wall Street, and turned the entire group's business situation into safety. Her back is even more confusing, and even Alexander respects her three points...

Immediately, her speech had an effect immediately, and even Alexander didn't comment, but just stared at her in surprise.

"Excuse me, why are we so anxious... It's only less than February now, and I think the evaluation of a person's ability to serve can't be taken out of context in a short period of time...Are you right? Dear Mr. Alexander..." There was a smile on her brow, and even many old antiques swallowed in surprise, as if looking back and smiling, bewitched by her coquettish face and sexy dress...

"did you mean…"

"After officially becoming the general manager, Ron has become the real general manager of the Houston Rockets. No one wants to see things like this happen. Of course, the world is big and there are many surprises. Who can guarantee that what the old Mr. Berry said just now will not become true?" Win...Why can't we let Ron stay in the position of interim general manager for a while? Of course, he won't lose a dime, I mean, wait until after May...Why don't we conduct another assessment based on his performance throughout the season? Not only will the results be more convincing at that time, but also..."

She suddenly blinked at the astonished Barry as if something was happening: "And we still have the opportunity to find other people who are more suitable for the position of 'team general manager' than Ron during this period of time. Waiting for their sudden advancement, we will wait and see..."

"Win-win? A more suitable person?" Alexander sneered, and Angelina Jian also bowed and saluted with a smile and sat back...

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"What do you think?" Alexander deliberately didn't look at Dawson's anxious face, but turned his head towards the board members...

Everyone exchanged glances back and forth, and nodded in unison...

"Okay! Let's follow Jane's decision... postpone this evaluation until May..."

"This is my Rongxin..." The woman smiled happily, hiding her secrets...

Some people were still preparing to show their speeches tirelessly, Alexander stood up and patted the table: "The meeting is over..."

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What kind of medicine is sold in this woman's gourd? …

Before leaving, Berry's eyes of the old fox showed the face of Angelina Jane, and he was still puzzled...

This woman... is not simple!

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"Oh! God? You really listened to those old bastards who were seriously out of balance with jealousy... Didn't we agree! You forgot how precarious we were in the first place? He saved the situation for us, but he didn't get our approval... Tell me, sir, aren't you trying to destroy the Great Wall?" Dawson always sticks to Alexander after every meeting.

"I didn't listen!" Alexander retorted angrily, "Listen, Mr. Carroll, I can't help myself...Some things are not what you imagined...I know, you are thinking about the team from the bottom of your heart...It's good to let that arrogant boy stay in the position of interim general manager...At least it can kill his spirit. He just took office, and he used the Caesar and Napoleon to deal with the entire management team. It's strange if he doesn't die quickly..."

"..." Dawson didn't speak, just kept silent but insisted on refusing to leave...

"What? Didn't I say that I'm tired and need a rest?" Alexander said angrily, and then muttered angrily, "I just want to tell him...if I don't give...he can't take it!"

That's right... Dawson sighed, shook his head and left Alexander's apartment.

He understands that for any boss, no matter how much he trusts someone, there is a bottom line in his heart that you cannot cross...

Brother Ron, the old man can only pray that you will be blessed...

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The phone rang, and in the Toyota Center, Ron just lay on the recliner with his head on his head and meditated...

The time is lingering, the years are silent...

Time, in the cycle of time, unknowingly goes to the beginning again, quietly, but you can touch some traces...

Everything seems like yesterday...

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"I know you're doing it for my own good, I know..." Mayo sighed deeply. "I...I'm here to apologize to you...I know, some unhappy things happened between us...But, I know our dreams are always the same...Hi...Ro...No, manager...Sometimes I also think of that evening in West Virginia..."

Ron grinned, and showed his right fist...

Two fists collide.

"Manager, I have something to tell you..."

"About what?"

"Well...Actually, some people bow to you on the surface, but actually..."

Ron smiled humorously and waved his hands: "Well...Let's talk about these things after May...You know, I don't have time to worry about other things now..."

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A handful of time, scattered with fine traces, flutters in the sky of memory; those silent pasts, bit by bit, gather into the still water in life...

The light is lingering, and the years are silent.

Not just basketball, but also dreams.

Lingering and looking back, obsessive teenagers wait for the peace of the flowers, and there is also the melancholy of where the falling flowers and flowing water return to in spring...Ju Shili, the breeze and lotus fragrance, the fragrance lingers in the bosom, boil a pot of cloud water Zen, smile lightly, and the dream remains...

At this moment, the quiet night is like a song, euphemistic and vivid, in the non-stop footsteps of time, softly chorused, one after another, one after another...

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After coming out of the Toyota Center, the uneasy heart that night accompanied Ron, and it never faded away...

There is an apology from Mayo, and a resolution from the board of directors...

Midnight reincarnation, watching old silent movies for half the night, he stretched long, but he still couldn't get rid of the melancholy...

Scarlett had fallen asleep in his arms... He looked at the pocket watch on his wrist——

AM. 3:00.

"Let's go, let's go home..." Although he couldn't bear to wake up the girl in his arms, he still gently stroked her back...

"Well...it's so late! What's the matter, is there something on your mind?" Scarlett looked into his eyes strangely, and found that the inside was dark...

"...Uh, huh, no! I'm just a little tired..." Ron forced a smile, and walked out calmly holding Scarlett's hand...

I miss it.But helpless.

Just to chase the dream I once had, just to find the beauty I once imagined.

I think the reality is so cruel when we open our eyes...

So when life begins again, we should smile and repeat and repeat and repeat until one day, it's different...

The starry sky is still beautiful tonight.The moonlight is still dazzling tonight.

No one recognizes...at least I still have you...

"Do you know? In my heart, you will always be the best...Come on! My Luo..." The girl put her arms around his waist, giving him a burst of sweetness that penetrated his heart...

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bark...

At the same time, the sound of the engines of two buses is driving towards the Toyota Center...

Right in front of Ron and Scarlett, driving past...

It's so late, no doubt it made Ron feel a little worried...

The LOGO on the bus is a bumblebee flapping its wings, and the needles on its tail are chilling...

The first guy to jump out of the car, he was full of energy, and the starlight and sleepiness at 3 o'clock really didn't help him...

He slightly opened his piercing eyes, looked at the Toyota Center calmly, and rattled his hands...

New Orleans Hornets…

Chris Paul!

Moving like clouds, no trace can be found...

Dribble the ball under the crotch, break through freely after changing directions repeatedly, break through using screens, and break through with shuffling steps.

His dribbling height is always beyond the reach of opponents bending over.

Of course, limited by arm length and weight, he does not have the terrifying lateral movement of Deron Williams, and his straight line breakthrough is not as sharp as Baron Davis or Barbosa.

But he has the continuous dribbling ability of Allen Iverson and the low center of gravity of Marbury.

If you look at his movements, you'll see that he can feint once, twice, three times, four times and then cancel.

Such is his control of the ball -- he dribbles it as easily as a pianist twiddles his fingers or a comedian recites a tongue twister.

His proficiency can dribble anywhere on the court.

His rhythm and movement are completely different from his opponents, and he doesn't point directly to the basket like Wade.

His wandering is sometimes aimless, and he can always drift to an unnoticed corner.

And it is this kind of wandering that is enough to make the opponent's defensive formation stagger and crack.

And tomorrow his opponent is the Iron Sky that even Kobe can't do anything about...

Houston Rockets!
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