NBA bench saves national team

Michael Jordan walked towards Qin Feng and others with a gloomy face.

He was accompanied by two rich old men, both of whom were famous brands and were of great value.

"Dad! Uncle Jordan, this Chinese rookie hit me!"

Little Johnson saw Jordan and the old man beside him, and ran over crying, and opened his mouth to let the two see the knocked out teeth.

"Asshole! What occasion is this? How could something so rude happen?"

"Call the police! I want the police to arrest him!"

An old man roared, it was Johnson, the boss of the Bobcats.

"Old man! Why are you in such a hurry? It's not too late for us to figure out what's going on before making a conclusion!"

Jordan said, his eyes fell on Qin Feng, and there was trust in it.

He believed that Qin Feng would not hit people for no reason, and this look was also a comfort to Qin Feng, indicating that Qin Feng did not need to worry.

Qin Feng also nodded, not worried or afraid.

Now that he beat Johnson Jr., he is ready to bear all the consequences that may happen.

Then, Jordan set his eyes on Johnson Jr., with a flash of anger in his eyes.

Qin Feng was originally invited to get closer, and then in the nba free market two years later, there is hope that Qin Feng will be signed to the Bobcats!

But now that the son of the big boss of the Bobcats has a conflict with Qin Feng, will Qin Feng still consider the Bobcats?

Perhaps other players can abandon these grievances for the sake of profit, but for Qin Feng, Jordan does not have the confidence.

He has also come into contact with some Chinese people, and he knows that these Chinese people are very stubborn and will not give in for the sake of profit.

Just like Dayao back then, even though Nike had already offered a big contract of [-] million US dollars, Dayao still resolutely signed Reebok.

"Uncle Jordan, this Chinese rookie came here uninvited, and came to your dinner privately. I just went up to ask!"

"But before I said a few words, this Chinese rookie slapped me!"

Little Johnson said aggrievedly, as if a good boy had done something bad with good intentions.

"Listen! Listen! It's nothing more than a Chinese man trespassing on your private dinner, and he beat people!"

"Unforgivable, simply unforgivable! I want this Chinese person to know that beating my son in the United States will pay a price!"

Johnson said angrily, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"Then it seems that this is a misunderstanding!"

"Qin Feng didn't trespass on my dinner party, but I invited him personally!"

Jordan said, with a calm but powerful voice, which penetrated the entire lawn and reached everyone's ears.

In an instant, the entire garden fell silent.

Everyone stared at Jordan in astonishment, some in disbelief.

The imposing "God of Basketball" Michael Jordan invited a rookie player to his private dinner?

Everyone suspected that they had heard it wrong.

If it is true, then Jordan really attaches great importance to this Chinese rookie!

Unheard of attention.

"Uncle Jordan, what are you kidding? Even if it's to help this Chinese man, there's no need to say that you personally invited him!"

Little Johnson said eccentrically, a little dissatisfied, and even a little jealous.

He always came to the dinner party with his father, and he was not qualified to be invited by Jordan himself, so why is this Chinese rookie?

"Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Jordan's face gradually turned cold.

Little Johnson fell silent instantly, not daring to say any more.

He dared not go against Jordan.

Although he believes that capital controls the nba, those basketball players are just a game of their capital.

But Jordan is different.

Because Jordan has left the category of athletes and has also become a capitalist.

And the most important thing is that Jordan is the god of basketball!

He is a god-like figure respected by everyone in this country, with a transcendent status and unparalleled popularity!

"Even if this Huaxia man was invited by you, it's not okay to hit someone! He still has to pay the price."

Seeing his son deflated, Johnson said in a cold voice.

"Old man, let me emphasize again, this is my home and my territory, can you give me some face?"

"After all, Qin Feng is an honored guest I invited here. If something happened to me, how can I be embarrassed?"

Jordan said, with a powerful momentum all over his body.

The meaning of these words is also obvious.

I'm sure about this Chinese rookie, if you insist on pursuing it, then don't give me the face of Jordan.

Today I want to see if I, Jordan, have this face.

Johnson stopped talking, and just stared at Jordan with hale and hearty eyes, as if he was thinking and weighing.

"Old man, I think forget it! It's normal for young people to have some conflicts. Maybe they can become friends in a few days."

Another old man who had been standing beside Jordan said.

The people around were all surprised, but they didn't expect the old man to intercede for Qin Feng.

Everyone knows that this old man is an executive of Nike with a prominent status.

The previous incident between Qin Feng and Nike was widely spread throughout the United States.

But now the old man is helping Qin Feng, which is outrageous!

Everyone focused their eyes on Qin Feng again, very puzzled.

What is the charm of this Chinese rookie that Jordan and Nike executives did not hesitate to fight Johnson to speak for him.

a long time.

Johnson finally spoke.

"Okay! Today I will give you a face, and I will not pursue this matter anymore, but if there is a next time, I will definitely not let this Huaxia person go!"

Johnson said, looking at Qin Feng coldly.

"Dad, is that all?"

Little Johnson was very unconvinced.

"Shut up! Someone beat you, so you just complain here? Hit him back! If you can beat him up, will you still use me to solve this problem?"

Johnson said bitterly.

Little Johnson shut up completely, and gave Qin Feng a unwilling look.

call back?

Are you kidding me?

I am just an ordinary person, and I usually keep fit.

This Chinese rookie is a professional basketball player, how can he beat it?

"Okay! This is just a small episode of the dinner, let's continue this banquet, let's eat, drink and have fun!"

Jordan said with a smile, then turned to chat with Nike executives and Johnson.

Little John glared at Qin Feng angrily, and hid aside indignantly.

Now he doesn't dare to provoke Qin Feng anymore.

Everyone dispersed, as if nothing had happened, they continued talking and laughing, showing the style of the upper class.

Only Qin Feng stood in place, clenched his fists, his expression was indifferent, as if there was a flame burning in his heart! !

Not satisfied!

He was very dissatisfied with the result.

From the beginning to the end, no one asked him why he beat someone!

Perhaps in the eyes of these characters, this is not important at all.

They only care about results.

No matter who is right or who is wrong, Jordan settled this matter, and this is the result!

This is the style of these big men.

Don't look at right or wrong, only look at the pros and cons.