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Chapter 246 An Amazing Bet

The next morning, although he was in Chicago, Davis opened his eyes on time at six o'clock.

Opening his eyes, Davis subconsciously sat up.

Sitting up, DeWeese finally realized he was in a hotel in Chicago.

After thinking about it for a while, he still chose to get up. .

Last night's game was without any surprises. The twin-tower combination of O'Neal and Yao Ming still suppressed the Jazz, but after [-]-[-], the system's prompt came on time.

This tip is very nonsensical. . .

"Yao Ming injured his ankle and will not be able to play in the next three games."

I didn't go out for a run, and in this age without navigation, what if I ran far and couldn't find my way back. . .

He put on his clothes and walked to the gym with ease.

Speaking of which, every time he goes to an away game or stays in a hotel, apart from his own room, DeWeese is always most familiar with the gym.

And his criterion for choosing a hotel is whether the gym is up to standard. .

After five kilometers on the treadmill, DeWeese wiped off his sweat and went back to his room to take a shower.

The phone rang, DeWeese answered, and it was Jordan.

"Hey Michael, are you up yet?"

"I'm working out in the morning, Michael."

The two Michaels communicated on the phone.

"I'm almost at the hotel where you're staying, so pack up quickly and let's go get something to eat."

Half an hour later, Davis and Anna appeared at the entrance of the hotel lobby.

A nearby car rolled down its windows.

"Michael, this way."

The two got into the car.

"Where are we going to eat?" Davis was so hungry that he had already finished his meal at this time.

"I have invested in a new restaurant, let's go there and try it." Jordan said casually while driving the car.

Soon came to Chicago's famous Magnificent Mile Street, Jordan stopped the car in front of a small restaurant.

DeWeese looked up, and it was really simple and rude. The name was "Michael Jordan's Steakhouse."

"So, our early morning, come here for steak?"

"Order whatever you want." Jordan led the way without looking back.

Seeing Jordan's attitude of not treating himself as a guest at all, Davis could only shake his head helplessly, and led Anna inside.

In the end, DeWeese chose steak, with some famous Chicago tortillas.

Surprisingly, the taste was quite good, and DeWeese was quite happy to eat it.

After the meal, DeWeese signed his name on the wall at Jordan's request.

DeWeese found that the wall already had the signatures of all the Bulls players, as well as some signatures of players from other teams.

"Very good idea, Michael, but I guess you are the only one with the face to make everyone willing to sign their names here."

Jordan smiled proudly.

"Let's go play golf later."

Davis shrugged nonchalantly.

"It would be even better if the golf course had a basketball court."

After eating, they came to the golf course that Jordan visited most often.

Davis was not very interested in this thing, but unexpectedly, Anna's skills were quite good, which made Jordan full of praise.

It was noon soon, and the three of them ate lunch directly on the court.

Jordan finally revealed his purpose for inviting DeWeese during the meal.

"Little Michael, I heard that your goal this year is to be a champion?"

Davis said without hesitation: "Of course, Michael, it is my goal to step on you all the time."

"How about we make a bet?"

"bet?"

"Whoever wins the championship between the two of us this year, the other has to agree to his request."

Davis looked up at Jordan strangely.

"Michael, why did you propose such a bet without thinking?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I've become bored again recently. You know, this year's opponent is really a bit weak."

"Weak? That means you haven't met us yet, and when you meet us, you will taste the taste of failure."

Jordan laughed.

"How about it? Do you want to take this bet?"

"I always feel that you have bad intentions."

"Of course I have bad intentions, but I think this is the most suspenseful bet. Think about it, what if we overturn in the playoffs?"

Davis groaned inwardly.

"Grant, Kemp, Pippen, you, Harper, Armstrong, Kukoc, how can you still lose with this lineup? As long as I lead the team and don't meet you, I can win the championship steadily."

After thinking about it, Davis agreed to Jordan's bet.

Nothing else, the reward after winning the bet is too tempting.

Since it was a gamble, there was no risk at all. Although Jordan didn't say what his request was, Davis always felt that Jordan's plan was too big.

However, Davis also has his own ideas, what if he wins?Although it seems that Davis's winning rate is very low.

"People! You must have a dream!" Davis hypnotized himself.

At the same time, he is looking forward to the system space and the rewards of this series of competitions.

----split line----

"Hey, Michael actually asked for leave today."

In the Magic training hall, Sprewell, who returned from injury, was surprised to see that Davis, who should be the most diligent, did not appear on the training ground.

"Michael said he was in Chicago and was left behind by Jordan, so he should be back tomorrow."

D'Antoni, who knew the inside story, explained next to him.

"Hey, this is the first scouting report of the year, Mike, you can read it first, and give him a copy when Michael comes back." Kyle walked in with a stack of documents and handed them to D'Antoni.

D'Antoni nodded and took the report.

As a result, after opening the scout report, D'Antoni was almost blinded by the names of the players on it.

"Joe Smith, Kevin Garnett, Antonio McDyess, Rasheed Wallace, Jerry Stackhouse, aren't they all from training camp last summer?"

"When Michael comes back, let him take a look. It seems that he knows these players very well."

Kyle also participated in the training camp held last summer as a staff member, and he knows that his scouting report is also quite outrageous.

It wasn't the scouting report that was outrageous, it was DeWeese. . .

----split line----

Saying goodbye to Jordan, DeWeese and Ana returned to Orlando.

As soon as he got home, Davis lay directly on the bed.

"What's wrong? Tired? Not your style."

"The body is not tired, but the heart is tired. If I lose the bet, what conditions will Michael propose?"

Anna smiled and sat next to Davis.

"If it were me, I would let you play for the Bulls for a few years."

"I think so too. If Michael loses the bet, he still happens to be in a contract year... What do you think about letting him join the Magic directly?"

"Then the NBA will be over. My dear, the ratings will drop very badly. I think with David's shrewdness, it is impossible for the two of you to join forces, whether you go to the Bulls or Jordan to the Magic."

(End of this chapter)