Zhiba NBA

Chapter 200 (190) Smart Cuban

On January 1th, as usual, Wang Yuanfei finished the elective courses seriously at school.In his previous life, he studied business and finance in college, but in this rebirth, he majored in management.These majors are relatively close to each other, and they complement each other in knowledge, and they are not too unfamiliar to make him spend too much energy on studies. After all, the team is his main business project.

The driver had already parked the car in a parking space outside the teaching building, Yuanfei got on the car naturally and instructed the driver to drive to the Toyota Center Arena.There is a game against the old enemy Mavericks tonight, so don't miss it.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, an unfamiliar number.Yuan Fei hesitated a little, but still answered the call.

"Jason, my old friend!" came an enthusiastic voice.

"Mark Cuban?" Yuan Fei guessed with some doubts.

"Haha, what a good ear. It's me!" Cuban laughed and said, "Today I also came to the away game to watch the game, so I wanted to say hello first."

"Oh? Why is Cuban boss so free? It seems that the business has made a lot of money recently." Yuan Fei joked.

"Exactly, I have money on hand to support the Rockets' box office."

"Our Rockets' home court is full, so you don't need to come here to support me. I accept it." Yuan Fei's words were soft but hard, and he choked Cuban.

"Brother Jason, you said that I invested so much every year, why didn't my record improve significantly?" Cuban quickly changed the subject.

That's what you want to ask, right?Yuan Fei smiled secretly: "Brother Mark, your team is now 27 wins and 11 losses. The record is second only to the Rockets, Pistons and Spurs, and ranks fourth in the league. This is not an improvement? I don't think the Mavericks are not strong, but you are too greedy?"

"If I were in the East, I would be content with this record." Cuban said with a wry smile, "I'm in the Southwest. You Rockets and Spurs are too cruel. The Northwest and Pacific will be ranked first in front of me. According to this order, by the end of the season, the Mavericks can only be ranked fifth in the West and play the Spurs in the first round! What's the point of being fourth in the league? Maybe they won't even make it to the second round, I'm going crazy!"

(Small knowledge: Because the Northwest Division was too weak during this period, the leader in the Northwest Division would rank third in the West each year with a poor record. In the summer of 06, the league was forced to change the ranking rules. If the division leader with the worst record was not as good as No.2 in other divisions, it would become No.4 in the division. This change slightly resolved the injustice of the original ranking)
"Brother, you need to build a team slowly. How can you become fat?" Yuan Fei had a good impression of Cuban in his previous life, so he deliberately said more: "I think your operation this year is good. Don't rush for success, but stabilize the current lineup and adjust slowly."

"Oh? Really?" Cuban's voice suddenly became excited, "I thought I had invested less this year, and I felt a little guilty. I didn't expect to be praised by you, and praised by Jason Wang. It's rare."

"Come on, stop flattering. If you weren't so impatient and wanted to rebuild the year before last, Nash wouldn't have won last year's MVP at all." Yuan Fei deliberately poked Cuban's scar. "Brother knows his mistakes and can correct them, admiration."

"Are you praising me or hurting me?" Cuban tasted it.

"No kidding, Nelson Jr. (son of the old Nelson, manager of the Mavericks) in 03 was very poor. The first thing your team lacked was a central spine: Dirk Nowitzki is the best stretch four in the league, but you found him a partner like Walker and Jamison. What the Mavericks lack is not an inside man who can score, but a tough center like steel. A center who can grab rebounds, protect the frame, and fill up for other teammates." Yuan Fei finally said something. Nutritious words: "Later, Dampier and Diop were brought in, which was okay. To be honest, although they are not outstanding, at least they are on the right track in terms of team building."

"That's right! Why didn't I think of it?" Cuban nodded in front of the phone.

"Ten people play, but only one ball. It doesn't mean that if you find five people who average 10 points per game, this team can average 5 points per game. Back then you didn't cherish having a point guard as good as Nash, but D'Antoni cherished it, and Nash became the MVP. Now you have a power forward as good as Nowitzki. You must cherish it and use the right way." Yuan Fei continued to point out: "Don't just buy famous players, buy the right players."

"That's right! Look at my players, they add up to more than 9800 million, which ranks first in the league except for the Knicks! But together, the effect is not very good. I really envy you. The Rockets players don't have tens of millions, but they play so well." Cuban said this from the heart.

"To be honest, I admire you for being a man." Yuan Fei suddenly changed the subject.

"Oh? How do you say that?" Cuban asked.

"You invested more than 4 million yuan to build a new arena for the team, specially ordered a Boeing 757 for the team as a charter flight, argued with the referee many times, and protested to the league executives that you are the best owner in the league. I am ranked second at most." Yuan Fei's words are not modest at all, but from the heart.

"Haha, Brother Jason, you stood up for the players in the Western Conference finals last year, and the incident of paying the fine angrily also won my heart!" The bold Cuban laughed.

"We have the right temper, so I can't just take care of myself. If Brother Mark can trust me, I will help you pick people in this year's draft!" Yuan Fei finally made up his mind.

"Is this true?" Cuban was overjoyed.The Rockets are well-known throughout the league for their strong draft picks. Although he doesn't know the reason, he knows that the Rockets must have some unique secrets.Cuban has a lot of investment projects outside, including a website that focuses on the NBA draft. Even so, he did not make any good results in the draft.

"It's a deal if you're a gentleman." However, Yuan Fei turned around and showed the face of a money fan: "I heard that you have established a new high-definition video live broadcast outside. Do you want to cooperate with our Chinese basketball?"

"As long as you give me some suggestions on team building, I can talk about any kind of cooperation." Cuban was very smart, and readily agreed: "I am a fool with a lot of money!"

"Okay, I'll see you at the Toyota Center later!" Yuan Fei hung up the phone, showing a hint of color.He wanted to help Cuban a long time ago, but he didn't find the opportunity.This time the other party took the initiative to come to strike up a conversation, so he was happy to push the boat along as a favor, and also helped Chinese basketball do some online promotion in the United States, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.After winning two championships, Yuan Fei's vision is not limited to the Rockets and the NBA. He hopes to use his own strength to make some contributions to the development of Chinese basketball in his lifetime.

(End of this chapter)