NBA Dynasty Sniper

Chapter 299 Peerless Youth
"Hey, Amei, what should I do, I can't even buy scalper tickets..."

"Brother, don't worry, look for it again, look for it again, maybe with luck, a scalper will come to your door in the next second."

Two Chinese men and women sneaked around in the crowd. The man had a mustache and was unbelievably handsome, while the woman had a unique temperament, a typical Yujie temperament.

Beside them, there were two assistants, just like them, looking around like they were looking for thieves.

"Let's find Aaron, he's messing around here." After searching for a long time, the two of them were already sweating profusely, Sister Yu said.

"OK, I'll call." The handsome guy said quickly.

The two love each other like brothers and sisters. They didn’t really like basketball when they came here. They didn’t know much about basketball. There is no basketball atmosphere in Hong Kong. ticket.

"Aaron, can you hear me clearly?" The handsome guy yelled loudly when the phone was connected.

"Oh, it's so noisy, Ah Rong, I heard you recently went to America to perform, where are you now?"

"It's impolite to call you brother."

"Haha, okay, brother, is it okay, brother?"

"That's right. Aaron, I'm in New York now..."

"Ah, I'm filming in Los Angeles, or else I'd be in New York."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you've been here for so long, I want to get two tickets now, that's what, Nix..."

"Oh, I see. It's so noisy. You're at Madison Square Garden right now. I didn't expect you to like watching basketball, brother?"

"No, Ah Mui likes to watch."

"Amei?"

"We came to perform together."

"Understood, let's do this, wait a minute, I'll find Brother Fei Long, the boss of the Knicks, to get you a ticket, there's no problem at all."

"That's right, it's the flying dragon, which was reported by the Hong Kong media, and I know you very well."

"Call me earlier?"

"We thought we could get tickets, but when we came, we realized that tickets were hard to come by, and there were no scalpers' tickets."

"In the playoffs, it's the NBA's most popular Knicks again, and this time they're still defending their dynasty. Have you overtaken millions of people in New York? Okay, hang up first, and wait for my call."

At six o'clock, the Knicks bus arrived at Madison Square Garden and was surrounded by countless fans.

"Dynasty! Dynasty! Dynasty..."

A huge wave of sound surged, swept across Madison Square Garden like a tsunami, and then spread to the entire downtown area of ​​Manhattan.

"Flying dragon! Flying dragon! Flying dragon..."

Zhao Dong threw away the earphones on his head, stood up from his seat, and waved to the fans outside the window. With a bang, the huge sound wave reached another limit in an instant.

"Are these Americans crazy?"

Ah Rong and Ah Mei saw that everyone around them was shouting crazily, and they couldn't help feeling a little panicked. They had never seen such crazy fans when they held a concert.

"Look, is the person in that bus the Flying Dragon from Beijing?"

Amei's eyes were sharp, and the bus happened to be less than 50 meters away from them, and she saw Zhao Dong.

"It seems so, he is so popular here!" Ah Rong exclaimed.

"The Hong Kong media said that he is a world-class sports superstar, but he seems to be a softie with a rich wife behind him." Amei laughed.

"Don't follow the media and talk nonsense. The media is not good, and the whole world is the same." Ah Rong, who is currently being attacked by the media, shook his head.

"But his wife is indeed rich. I heard that there are a lot of investments in Hong Kong. He Huang, Hong Kong Electric Power, and many other big companies have joined the board of directors. The media often reports that Hong Kong also has an investment company of Storm Fund." Ah Mei laughed. .

"Why don't you answer the phone?"

Chenglong, who had just returned to the hotel, was a little puzzled, and continued to call Zhao Dong.

The bus started to enter the underground parking lot. After Zhao Dong sat down, he realized that his phone was vibrating non-stop. It was Chenglong's call.

"Brother Chenglong?"

"Oh, Brother Feilong, I've made twenty calls, and you finally answered, Big Brother."

"Haha, I came in from the outside just now, it was too noisy and I didn't pay attention."

"Oh, you're entering the arena, no wonder. By the way, Brother Fei Long, my two friends didn't get tickets, you can figure out a way for me, can I still get tickets?"

"Okay, my wife has reserved a VIP room here all year round, and it's always been empty."

"That's great."

"They're just outside, right? Then tell them, I'll go to the entrance to pick them up now. Do they recognize me?"

"Ha, besides the blind, who doesn't know you now?"

"Alright then, let them go to entrance No. [-], I'll hang up first."

A few minutes later, the bus stopped in the underground parking lot, and the players got off with their bags. Zhao Dong handed the bags to Dazhi, let his teammates go up first, and went to the entrance by himself.

He came to Entrance No. [-]. There were very few people here, and it was not like the crowds at other entrances, because this was the VIP entrance.

"Hey, Dragon."

"Hey, Arnold."

"Hey, Sylvester."

"Hey Liv, you're getting more and more attractive."

From time to time, celebrities came in and greeted Zhao Dong. After standing for a few minutes, Stallone, Schwarzenegger, Big Beauty star Liv Tyler, Mariah Carey and others passed by.

After waiting for more than ten minutes and entering dozens of acquaintances, he finally waited for the person he was waiting for.

"Zhang Guorong, Mei Yanfang?" Zhao Dong asked in surprise.

"That's right, hello Feilong, we asked Aaron to find you, sorry for the trouble." Arong smiled politely.

"No trouble, just a small matter. I like the splendor of your cooperation."

After the greeting, everyone chatted while looking inside.

"Did you come to New York to shoot a movie or perform?" Zhao Dong asked casually.

"The show, just in time for your competition, so..." Zhang Guorong smiled.

"Oh, how is Hong Kong's economy now?" Zhao Dong said.

"It's not bad, the market has improved a lot." Zhang Guorong said.

Mei Yanfang didn't say much, she kept observing Zhao Dong curiously.

Although Zhao Dong's influence has already been out of the circle, this is not what attracts her. What attracts her is that since August last year, the Storm Fund succeeded in the financial war and suddenly appeared in the Hong Kong business community. Dozens of well-known large companies have directors of Storm Fund. She is curious, how much money does Zhao Dong's wife have?Why are you so courageous and dare to buy bottoms when Hong Kong is most difficult?If only she had the guts.

Came to Lindsay's VIP room, settled down with Zhang Mei and Zhao Dong, and left.

After leaving, he made an appointment with the two, Chenglong would come over tomorrow and invited them to dinner yesterday.

He remembers that Mei Yanfang will find out some problems this year, but they are not cancerous yet. After being cured, they will relapse next year, and then neglect treatment because of her singing career, which eventually leads to cancer and spread. Maybe he can remind her to do better medical treatment ?

In the locker room of the home team, at seven o'clock, some reporters were allowed to enter it for interviews. Before the interview was over, a large group of people came outside, but it was the famous Pistons veteran Lambiel who came with a group of bodyguards.

They wanted to approach the locker room, but were stopped by a team of security guards, and then several bodyguards of Zhao Dong guarded the door of the locker room.

"Rambier, what are you doing here?"

General Manager Neil Grant said in surprise.

"I don't like your kid. I have something to say to him." Lambiel took down the cigar he was biting, and said in a cold voice with his chin raised.

"Flying dragon?"

Grant thought for a while, motioned for Lambiel to wait, then turned and went into the locker room.

"Lanibier looking for me?" Zhao Dong was startled.

With a huff, almost all the reporters in the locker room rushed out and took pictures of Lambiel.

CCTV reporter Yang Yi didn't go out, and said to Zhao Dong who stood up: "Feilong, he must be dissatisfied with your words about sweeping the Pistons."

"I want to sweep the Pistons, is he capable of stopping me? Don't say he retired, even if the Bad Boys are still there, do you think I'm Jordan? To see my blood, I'll get them off the court first, and then on the court. Keep doing it."

Zhao Dong said disdainfully.

"Boss, Lambiel dared to provoke us, let's overthrow him first." Danny Fortson eagerly said.

"You are stupid, Danny, don't forget that we are the New York Gentlemen's team, how can we just fight and kill? We must first behave first and then fight." Zhao Dong taught.

"Got it, boss."

Fortson was stunned. Didn't you just say you wanted to mess with them?
"Elderly, teach Danny what it means to be courteous before fighting." Zhao Dong instructed.

"Oh."

Dazhi thought for a while, and said to Fortson: "I just say hello first, and then beat you down."

"Oh, I see." Fortson said excitedly.

Zhao Dong brought his teammates outside and met Ranbir.

"Lambir, I heard that you are not satisfied that I want to sweep the Pistons?" Zhao Dong asked first.

Unexpectedly, Lambiel shook his head and said: "I don't bother to care about whether the Pistons are swept by you. If you are weak, you deserve it."

"Speak, what do you want to say to me." Zhao Dong asked.

Lambiel looked at Zhao Dong very curiously. He is not a fool. Although he doesn't like Zhao Dong, he will not provoke Zhao Dong, because he knows that Lindsay, a giant Wall Street crocodile, is standing behind Zhao Dong. The existence of being able to eat people, let alone him, even if his father's Fortune [-] company gets into trouble with such a giant crocodile, it is not worth the loss. Just look at the end of Nike.

He came here today just to see, why does Zhao Dong eat this bowl of soft rice?

In his opinion, such identities as NBA superstars, No.1 active players, and world-class sports superstars have no weight in front of giants like Lindsay. No man can get a woman like Lindsay. Then why does Zhao Dong, a Chinese, eat soft food?
Zhao Dong frowned, and said unhappily: "Rangbier, just say what you have to say, I don't have time to spend with you."

"I don't think you are good enough for Miss Lindsay," Lambiel said suddenly.

Zhao Dong was startled, and laughed, "So you're an idiot, you're wasting my time for nothing." After speaking, he turned and went into the locker room, ignoring Ranbir.

"Feilong, I haven't finished my sentence yet." Ranbir shouted dissatisfied.

"Get out, interrupt my preparations again, and I'll beat you to death. If you don't believe me, try it?" Zhao Dong's scolding came from the locker room.

"Shet! Let's go."

Lambiel cursed unhappily, and led the people away.

"What is this person doing this trip?" Hu Weidong was puzzled.

"The rich second generation is bored, looking for fun everywhere, and doing whatever comes to mind." Zhao Dong laughed.

Back in the locker room, while chatting with his teammates, Zhao Dong turned on the system.

The talent lottery that he got from playing the Lakers last time has been kept and has not yet been drawn.

But he didn't really want to use this reward, he wanted to save it for future use.

Now his strength, even if he has a good talent, it is just icing on the cake for him.

"System, if the system is reset in the future, what will happen to the talent draw?" He asked.

"The lottery selection will change according to the host's choice." The system responded.

"Then prepare first."

Zhao Dong decided to keep this reward without hesitation.

Three and 10 minutes later, the game started.

In this game, Zhao Dong scored a 30+ triple-double and led the Knicks to a big victory over the Pistons. The victory was easy, 81:108, a big victory by 27 points.

"Lambir, does this score make you happy?"

At the end of the game, Zhao Dong pointed at the score on the scoreboard and joked to Lambiel on the sidelines when he was leaving the field.

"If it was in my time, I would let you fall in the paint area." Lambiel said viciously.

"If that's the case, the only result is that I get up and destroy all of you, including you idiot." Zhao Dong said disdainfully.

Lambiel twitched his cheeks and snorted coldly: "I bet you can't defend the dynasty?"

This favorite, Zhao Dong immediately said: "One billion dollars, I bet I can defend the title, do you want to take it?"

"You bragging bastard who doesn't pay taxes!"

Lambiel scolded: "Can you get a billion? I bet Miss Lindsay won't give you that much money."

"Crack clap..."

All the reporters on the sidelines gathered around, and the camera flashed non-stop.

"Idiot, I should ask you, can you come up with a billion dollars? Will your father let you be such a prodigal? Do you want to bet or not? If you want to bet, a billion dollars of cashier's check will be placed, and I will play a big game with you. If you don’t have money to play, why don’t you just get out of here.” Zhao Dong scolded.

"Lambier, come on!"

"Rangbier, don't show weakness."

The surrounding reporters all bewitched.

Lambiel glared at the reporters angrily, cursing in his heart that these guys are not good people, do you think he is an idiot?

Looking at Ranbir's appearance, Zhao Dong knew that he couldn't afford it, walked up to him, and said coldly: "Remember, Ranbir, no matter how rich your father is, it belongs to him, you are just a rich second generation, spending money It depends on the look of your father. When your father is gone, you may not even be able to pay the inheritance tax.

But I am a rich generation, I can spend my money however I want, I spend one billion today, and I can earn another two billion tomorrow, you fucking pure consumer, you can’t even spend a billion dollars, you can’t play Come on, where do you have the confidence to be rampant in front of me? "

"you?"

Lambiel's face was blood red, and his chest was tight with anger.

He really wanted to know if Zhao Dong could really gamble with a billion dollars, but he didn't have the ability to take the bet, because he really couldn't gamble with a billion dollars, let alone no, even if he had, he wouldn't dare to play. That's billions of dollars, not billions of rupiah.

After ridiculing Lambiel, Zhao Dong took the people away.

"Rambier, why don't you gamble?" A reporter asked.

"I bet this guy won't be able to come up with a billion dollars. He's stealing money." Looking at Zhao Dong's back, Lambiel said coldly.

"Then you should take it?" the reporter asked.

"Pick up your mother, do you think it's ten dollars?" Lambiel scolded.

"..."

The reporter who watched the excitement and was not afraid of big things was startled, and then laughed.

"Shet! Damn the rich generation, I'd better go find a college coach, it's better than someone who eats soft food." Lambir, who lost face, cursed, and led the people away.

That night, in addition to the Knicks winning the G1 game, the Bulls also defeated the Eagles, and the Spurs and Lakers in the West also defeated their respective opponents and won the G1 game.

At three o'clock in the afternoon on the 10th, Chenglong flew from Los Angeles to New York, and Zhang Mei and her assistant picked up the plane.

"How is it? Didn't the game look good last night?" After getting into the car, Cheng Long asked with a smile.

"It's quite intense, much more intense than football." Zhang Guorong said.

Cheng Long sized Zhang Guorong up and advised, "Brother, why don't you stay in the United States for a while and avoid the media in Hong Kong?"

In the past two years, he knew that Zhang Guorong had been under a lot of pressure.

When Cha Xiaoxin, the mother of Hong Kong paparazzi, interviewed Zhang Guorong in January, Zhang Guorong said that he did not want to die, he wanted to live, this sentence actually revealed Zhang Guorong's heart very clearly
"I told you earlier, but he didn't listen." Mei Yanfang shook her head and said.

Zhang Guorong smiled bitterly: "I'm here, paparazzi can find me."

Cheng Long persuaded: "Why don't I ask Brother Fei Long for help, he is very influential here, and his wife is a bigwig on Wall Street, a top high-ranking person."

Mei Yanfang asked curiously: "Then how can he help brother? The police can't catch all those paparazzi, right?"

Zhang Guorong said helplessly: "It's useless to arrest people, they just write scribbles."

Chenglong scratched his head, and said in embarrassment: "You ask me, I don't know, and I'm not at their level. Oh, don't think about it, and when you meet him later, ask him and you'll know? He Very loyal, a real boss."

"Oh." Zhang and Mei could only nod their heads.

Zhang Guorong no longer objected, of course he wanted to avoid the paparazzi who made him unable to breathe, this time he came to the United States to perform suddenly, the paparazzi reacted a step slower, let him be quiet for a few days, he was as happy as in heaven.But today some paparazzi have been found, and his painful days are about to begin again.

At five o'clock, Zhao Dong received three people at a Chinese restaurant in Long Island.

"Brother Feilong, congratulations, this year the dynasty will definitely defend the title." Chenglong said with a smile as soon as they met.

"Thank you, haha!" Zhao Dong smiled, and then greeted Zhang Mei and the two: "Sit down, please sit down."

After chatting for a while, the dishes have been served, and we continue to chat while eating.

Chenglong found an opportunity and said, "Brother Feilong, Ah Rong wants to rest here for a while. The paparazzi in Hong Kong are too powerful. I want to ask you for a favor."

"Paparazzi?"

Zhao Dong knew that in the last few years of Zhang Guorong's life, he was stared at by the paparazzi and lost any privacy. If he wanted to stop those paparazzi in the United States, he could help, but he couldn't solve the fundamental problem.

(End of this chapter)