NBA: Back to 97, to be the Jagged Bishop

Chapter 15 Kumbu!I have endured you for a long time

"Coach, don't you like these girls?"

"How about I help you find some?"

Christie has played in Toronto for many years, and he is considered a local snake here.

Kong Bu waved his hand, "I still have work tomorrow, so I won't go crazy with you."

The revelry lasted until 03:30 in the morning, when Combe got the drink bill, his face was green.

Sixty thousand dollars!

In two and a half hours, these animals spent a full $[-]!
Kumbu's salary is only 110 million a year now, and he lost more than half a month's salary in such a short while.

Even more than that, because his salary has to pay all kinds of miscellaneous taxes, and it would be good to get 70.

His heart was bleeding.

Right now, in 97, a house in the JA district of the magic city of China only costs 3000 RMB per square meter, and this $100 is enough to buy a three-bedroom apartment with an area of ​​more than [-] square meters.

In another 20 years, the value of this three-bedroom apartment will be close to 2000 million!
It is equivalent to saying that this group of animals drank 2000 million RMB from Kongbu in one night, so it is strange that they are not bleeding.

Probably because of Kumbu's presence, the players restrained themselves more or less and did not take the girl out for the night.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Combe had just slept for a few hours when he was woken up by old Thomas' phone call.

"Kong, the league's punishment plan has come out."

Judging from the relaxed tone of old Thomas, it seems that the punishment is not serious.

"That hick from the Grizzlies was suspended for four games and fined $[-]."

"We got Camby and Steph three game suspensions, no fines."

Kong Bu looked happy, the league's punishment plan was definitely taken lightly.

Logically speaking, with a scene as big as Camby and Wu Sheng, the suspension should be at least ten games away. As a result, the league only fined three games.

On the contrary, Levi's penalty was heavier.

Comb thought it might be the Raptors' display of combat power in this game, which made the league take a high look.

As one of the two teams that have recently expanded the league and is also the vanguard of the NBA's global expansion, if the Raptors can play a strong record, it will definitely be a good thing for the league.

Therefore, the league did not impose heavy penalties, but only gave a light punishment plan.

"What about me? The league didn't punish me, did it?"

Combe asked with a smile.

Both Camby and Wu Sheng have only been suspended for three games. It happens that the next three games are at home, and the opponents are generally not strong. The absence of the two will not affect the team's record.

Since the two were not severely punished, Kong Bulai thought he should be fine.

"What do you think? Standing on the sidelines and trying to kill others, do you think the league will punish you?"

"But the league didn't suspend you, it just fined you $[-]."

Kong Bu was dumbfounded, what are you kidding, a fine of [-] US dollars?

Doesn't it mean that the fine is capped?In this day and age, the upper limit of fines should be $[-].

How did it become [-] when it came to me!

I just squandered [-] yuan last night, a three-bedroom apartment in Shanghai, and today is another bad news, and the three-bedroom apartment is gone.

"Mr. Thomas, are you joking?"

"Fifty thousand? Why so much? Isn't there a fine limit?"

Kong Bu asked anxiously.

"How much? Do you think you are a player?"

"There is no upper limit for coaches, management or bosses. The $[-] is already for the sake of your low salary, and there is no penalty for you."

"Instead of those old coaches with millions of dollars in annual salary, they would have to spend $[-] as a base."

This made Combe feel as bad as eating a hundred tons of dead flies.

"Then can you discuss it with the league and change the punishment method?"

"For example, if there is no fine, give me a suspension?"

Such a weird request made old Thomas suspect that he had run into a fool, and even asked for a suspension?

In the evening of the second day, the Raptors ushered in their second opponent of the season.

Orlando Magic.

The current Magic's whip coach is none other than Chuck Daly, the godfather of bad boys.

Papa Chuck and Thomas Sr. are in a master-student relationship, and the relationship between the two complements each other and achieves each other.

Considering that Kumbu was "promoted" by the old Thomas, the relationship between the two can be regarded as half a master-student relationship.

In this way, Combe is almost half the grandson of Papa Chuck.

During the warm-up session, Old Thomas stood on the sidelines and chatted with Chuck Papa, and Combe walked over quickly.

Seeing Kumbu come over, old Thomas got a dizzy head.

He was afraid that Combe would say something he shouldn't say and offend his father.

In this alliance, if there is really one person who can command the respect and awe of the smiling assassin from the bottom of his heart, it can only be Dad.

"What are you doing here?"

Old Thomas said to Combe angrily.

"Of course it is to chat with my father, and humbly ask my father for some coaching experience."

Kongbu said half-truth and half-falsely.

"Humble? Please don't spoil the word. I don't see any humility in you."

"But you really should ask Dad for some coaching experience, at least learn to restrain your shit-like temper."

"Father, do you know what happened two days ago?"

The white-haired old man laughed loudly, "Of course I know, no one in the entire alliance knows that there is a lawless kid."

"It's interesting, it's really interesting. We old guys haven't seen such interesting young people for a long time."

"I also watched your game, very strong, very strong, unbelievably strong."

"It's unbelievable to have a couple of players that I can't even name to play that kind of hearty game."

Papa Chuck retired in 94 and returned to the NBA this year. His temperament seems to be much milder than before.

The old father before was full of domineering, otherwise it would be impossible to yell "I want to see blood", but the old father at this moment is more like a kind old man next door.

Old Thomas was dumbfounded.

He had known his father for nearly 20 years, and it was the first time he heard that he had such a high opinion of young people.

"Kong, before the game starts, if you have any questions, please ask Dad."

"Treasure this opportunity. It is difficult for other young coaches to spend millions of dollars to get such a precious opportunity."

Thomas reminded.

Kong Bu rubbed his hands, and spoke a little embarrassedly.

"Father, I want to ask, what will happen if I don't pay the fine imposed by the alliance?"

This is what Combe wants to ask.

Because of Chuck Daly's style, he has been fined countless times in his coaching career. He has rich experience in this area. The thing Comb wants to do most now is to avoid the league's $[-] fine. Of course, he has to ask his father.

Old Thomas went straight to the frying pan, and his complexion turned into a liver color.

It happened that a cleaner in front of him was carrying a mop to clean the court. He grabbed the mop and waved it towards Kong Bu.

"Kumbu! I have endured you for a long time!"

"Don't run away, I'll tell you the consequences of not paying the fine!"

"The dead don't have to pay a fine."

Old Thomas was also pissed off. It was such a precious opportunity to ask for advice, but this conscientious guy was still thinking about his mere $[-] fine?

Kumbu sneered and avoided it, the hero didn't want to suffer the immediate loss, he didn't want to be bullied by old Thomas.

"Father, I will ask you this question another day."

"See you at the game later."

After all, Kong Bu hurried back to the locker room.

　Old buddy, there are very few recommended votes, poor boy
　　


(End of this chapter)