Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 44 The Tranquility Before the Storm

like night. PM8:30.

Ron straightened his chest from his busy desk and stretched.

Off-duty workers at the Toyota Center whispered.

It is hard to imagine that the two general managers of the team were the last ones to leave the entire management team.

Regardless of their different skins and bloodlines, they are all of the same kind - workaholics.

The night looked beautiful. Ron strolled in the arena of the Toyota Center. As he expected, under a dim light on the training ground, a tireless guy was flying like a paranoid who had seen the lights of Los Angeles at three o'clock in the morning.

Kyle Lowry!

"Huh!" He stopped, took a breath, and saw Ron walking towards him with a calm expression.

"Hi!" He greeted slightly, played another crotch dribble, took a big step with his left foot, took it as the center, turned back, pulled the bar, and the ball hit the board firmly into the basket. In Ron's eyes, this was no worse than a dunk.

In fact, this kind of goal that doesn't look too fancy is the most effective offensive method in basketball games. Ron has studied Lowry's several games. Relying on this safe move and his strong body, he has beaten many top defensive players in the league.

"Don't you need to rest? Don't you have a new girlfriend?" Ron asked suddenly.

"Uh... this sentence, I want to return it to you as it is." Lowry wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his knees were still wrapped in thick bandages.

"Hehe..." Ron thought this guy was much more interesting than Brooks. "Do you know what Chinese fans call you?"

"I know!" He proudly stretched out one foot, and the logo turned out to be a Chinese brand. "Small steel cannon...but the meaning is not very clear."

"Fuck, then you still know!"

Both of them giggled.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lowry, this time you don't have to try the feeling of being squeezed away by others." Ron couldn't help but came to reveal the spoiler.

He glanced at Ron and said nothing, as if he should.

"What?" Ron asked curiously.

"It's nothing. It seems that Houston's management is not all fools, there are also people who see the world!" Lowry smiled, as if he couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart.

"You know? I've been stronger than that guy for a long time!"

"But you're still just hitting inside!" Ron said with a smile.

He was surprised and hesitated for a long time: "I think this can reduce the load on our inside line. I can shorten the time their big men are on the court."

Ron shrugged approvingly.

"So…"

"Yes, you have to find a good outside shooter..." He muttered and fell into deep thought: "Trust me, I can 100% send the ball in my hand to them."

"That's exactly what I'm about to do!" Ron looked at Xiaogangpao approvingly. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about anything at the point guard position.

"Wait! You still haven't answered my question?"

"what?"

"What you just asked me!"

Ron grabbed the ball on the ground with great interest and had fun on his own.

"Because we all love it, don't we?"

Lowry curled his lips and laughed too.

...

Midnight reincarnation.

In the corner of the Toyota Center, the old silent movie theater that has always been profitable, Ron reappeared here as the general manager of the team.

After a long distance, the person in charge, Old Sam, gave him a kind bear hug.

He sighed with emotion, and still remembered that before Morey called him here for the first time, he really wanted to tear this place down.

Whether it is a milk tea shop or a popcorn house, the income is much higher than this out-of-the-world product, but from the current perspective, he has some new feelings.

Old silent films were screened in half-sized movie theaters.

There was only Ron alone in the empty surroundings. Although he couldn't understand, he still watched the warm pictures flying before his eyes with relish.In the depths of my mind, certain nerves resonated with it, and after a while, the depression that I couldn't let go of in my heart, and the tiredness of the day miraculously disappeared.

After 10 minutes, Ron left here.

"What are you?" Ron asked curiously as he watched the old man struggling to clean things up.

"Oh, the team's income is not good, I've heard that too, I think... I want to pack it in advance, so I don't have to worry about it..."

Ron sighed deeply.

"No need to pack, old Mr. Sam." Ron smiled. "Keep on what you stand on..."

He looked at Ron who turned and left in surprise, tears welled up in his eyes...

...

The old radio on hand is the best gift left by Morey.

When Ron found it at his desk, he also found a note.

"Don't lose yourself...Actually, I'm not worried about this, I'm just worried...You can't have emotional entanglements with the players, it will affect your judgment, I leave it to you, this is why I don't usually go to the field to watch the game..."

This is a pocket-sized radio that can be easily held in one hand.

He put it in front of his ear, opened and closed it with his thumb with a little joy, repeating this action over and over again...

He never thought that this action would become his exclusive signature personality, Ron.

...

PM. 9:00
After a busy day, Ron walked into the Ritz Hotel, thinking about what sexy outfit the beautiful Scarlett would wear waiting for him today, Ron's heart was filled with warmth.

Turning on the phone, there were 7 missed calls, and then looking at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, it turned out that at 9 o'clock in the middle of the night, he rushed to the elevator without stopping, even though he didn't believe it himself, there was no use in being so anxious.

7th Floor, No. 26.

When he tiptoedly opened the door of the suite, the tidy bed and packed clothes made him gasp.

When it's over, I have to kneel on the washboard on the first day.

As soon as the door was closed, a beautiful blond woman in her T-shirt wrapped around him like a bird.

"Hmm! My dear, I'm a little busy today..."

"Then why didn't you answer my phone?" She asked with a smile.

Ron was momentarily at a loss for words.

Boom!
"Hmm!" Ron was kicked heavily in the crotch, and he bounced on the bed holding his newly erect dick.

"Hmph!" The little woman cupped her mouth and snickered.

"Ah! I said, honey, what are you doing...uh..." Ron glanced at the packed luggage beside the bed.

She laughed and followed with a picture album.

"Look, this is the house I'm looking for today. It's near the seaside. The environment is not bad!" She smiled like a flower.

"I figured, I can't live here all the time, can I? The cost is too high. So..."

That's it, Ron felt a warm feeling in his heart.

It's just that the 7-digit price tag on it made Ron break out in a cold sweat.

"Can you give me some time, I'll follow..."

Scarlett chuckled, "Don't worry, little boy, give Niu a smile!"

She sat up, and solemnly took out a few bank notes.

Ron sighed silently, and walked to the locker room in frustration.

All of a sudden, she was hugged abruptly behind her, and she sobbed as if she was in a panic and wanted to do something wrong...

"I'm sorry... honey... I... I'm sorry..."

Ron turned around with a playful smile: "Come on, little girl, the uncle smiled, give me some money!"

"Bastard!" She pinched Ron's ass lightly.

...

There is no way to go on like this!Why should I, Ron, rely on women to support me.

The shower head was opened, and he faced the hot water spraying out of it, and his excited heart beat endlessly for a moment.

Come tomorrow!I'm the best.

...

Early in the morning, Adelman stood outside the office door with a livid face.

"Is there something wrong?" Ron said haha, a little tired.It seems that Scarlett's fighting power is on par with him.

"I heard that you let Ariza play the third position?"

Ron spread his hands, looking calm.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Listen!" The old man is usually a nice guy, but he cares a lot about certain things. "I don't object to management's interference. But there are some things that I have to say. Princeton needs some outside support and 3-point shooting ability. In this respect, Battier is better."

"Yes, please continue..." Ron nodded with interest.

"Earlier I also tried, Brooks, Tracy McGrady, Ariza, Shane Battier, Scola's small lineup, in fact, it didn't work, there were no rebounds in the interior, and I was beaten by others. Battier and Scola were soon troubled by fouls... and finally lost in disgrace..."

"I didn't ask you to change the staffing of the inside line!" Ron spread his hands with a humorous expression.

"Huh?" Adelman was surprised.

"Try this lineup. Lowry, Martin, Ariza, Scola, Hayes." Ron said seriously.

"No...no...Lowry? Princeton needs a point guard with super three-point ability. Lowry can't...Martin can't play...Battier is on the bench? I don't think he would even be willing."

"Ah..." Ron interrupted the old man rudely. "It won't work?"

"No, absolutely not!" He still frowned.

"It's okay if you can't, because Brooks and Battier, you don't need them anymore?" Ron snickered.

"What do you mean?"

"Because... I sold them! See you later!" Ron patted his ass and walked into the office, leaving Adelman in a daze. He asked Lisa to make a cup of super strong mocha, and soon sat down to start the final puzzle.

The phone calls in front of him are his battlefield. This is also the first time he has set foot on the "gambling roulette". His opponents are Cole of the Suns and Chris Wallace, the general manager of the Grizzlies who personally built the Beast Corps.

Come on, it doesn't matter if you're Co (Bionier) or Chris the beast, let me see how big you are.

The excitement was uncontrollable. There was still a long time before the trade deadline, but Ron couldn't wait for a moment. The record in front of him (10/25) really made people feel like they were on pins and needles.

The fire is almost burning to the buttocks!In the past, he was just a decision maker, but today, he will be the protagonist who really controls the situation and strategizes!
A fantastic stage, a super manager, let's see how he can turn decay into magic, and turn the tide in this miraculous season...

　Both love and career have a good harvest, and prosperity is often bound to decline.See how Ron deals with this hard-won love and pursuit of dreams.

　　Don't walk away, it's all about orgasms after [-]!Please give a lot of rewards and recommendations to the judges.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)