— (Special Zone for Criticizing Tang Yu) —

On January 2, 2009, the sports media in the United States went wild, reporting that Houston had changed, and all the players except Yao Ming were put on the shelf.

And Yao Ming was also ruled out for the season due to injury!

Rockets fans immediately went crazy, madly cursing Tang Yu!

[Tang Yu, get out of Houston, we want the championship, not the rottenness! ]

[Tang Yu is a scum in the basketball world, fuck Tang Yu's family! ]

[I'm going to kill this idiot who doesn't understand basketball, is there anyone who wants to join me! ]

[Is the league an idiot? Yao Ming is not injured, I want to watch Yao Ming play! ]

[Tang Yu deprived Yao Ming of his last chance to win the championship, Tang Yu, get out of the league! ]

Tang Yu saw that he was being scolded to pieces, and even received many death threats.

"Curse me, one day you will have to kneel down and thank me for my heroic deeds today!"

But I have to live until then, otherwise I will be shot to death on the spot, this wave of fans is too crazy.

"Max, is your bodyguard team okay?"

"Don't worry, boss. I have asked the headquarters to urgently dispatch a 100-person bodyguard team!"

Tang Yu nodded with relief. It seems that Baishui Security Company is still reliable, and it is worthy of being the exclusive security group of the American celebrity.

'Today is a good day, and everything you want can come true. ' It was a ringtone, and Tang Yu's phone rang!

It was an unfamiliar number, and Tang Yu picked up the phone.

"Hello, who is it? Have a cup of coffee!"

"Hello, boss, I'm Dayao."

Tang Yu put down the coffee in his hand immediately when he heard Dayao's voice.

"Dayao, what's the matter?"

Dayao's heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone. He seemed a little angry?

"Boss, I don't understand why you want to give up. Our lineup this season is pretty good. If you can repair the relationship between T-MAC and the management, I think we have a chance..."

"Okay, Yao Ming, I know what you think. Your body has been overdrawn too much. You should adjust your body well this season. In two seasons at most, we can win the championship!"

Tang Yu comforted Yao Ming calmly. He is the cornerstone of his team.

"But..."

Tang Yu interrupted Yao Ming again: "Believe me, Yao Ming, your body needs to be recuperated. If you continue to fight, your career will be in danger! Remember, your injury will not be healed before the end of the Asian Championships next year!"

The other end of the phone fell into silence. After a long time, a sigh came: "Hey, okay! Boss, I love this team and this city. If the team does not improve next year, I will apply for a trade!"

Yao Ming gave Tang Yu an ultimatum, but Tang Yu was not worried. He believed that when the team explodes next year, it will be the time to catch everyone's eyes!

Not only fans and media, but also some teams in the league are secretly cursing Tang Yu, the new owner of Houston, for being an idiot who obviously doesn't understand basketball.

......

Tang Yu is really not suitable to go out now, and can only stay at home with a large number of bodyguards to protect himself.

Every day, watching pay TV in the United States, and paying to watch some love action movies, Tang Yu spent two days like this.

On January 4, Sam Hinkie called early in the morning.

"Hello, who is it? Sleep! Do you know that disturbing someone's sleep will result in the removal of the penis!" Tang Yu answered the phone with his eyes closed.

I watched the love action movie too late last night, and Tang Yu was just having a fierce battle with a beautiful woman in his dream!

"Ah? The boss is me, Sam! There's news. The Thunder is willing to trade this year's and 2011's first round picks for McGrady!"

Tang Yu immediately sat up with his eyes wide open, and asked: "Where are the players? Who are they going to trade?"

"They plan to use Atkins and Wilkins to match McGrady's contract."

"Tell Presti that we want that 18-year-old man, oh no, it's Ibaka's signing rights! We can spend millions of dollars, it doesn't matter!"

Tang Yu was very excited when he heard that the Thunder agreed. He gave the money as a tip!

"Last year's No. 24 pick? He's playing in Spain now." Sam Hinkie asked in confusion.

"Yes, go ahead, how are the other trades going?"

"Minnesota has four first-round picks, which one do we want? Their offer is for Ron Artest!"

"Fuck! Damn robber, I can tolerate being robbed, but it has to be worth it! Give me their general manager's phone number, I will contact him personally!"

Sam Hinkie felt that Tang Yu was a little angry, and immediately sent a good news.

"Boss, the Clippers' deal has been reached, DeAndre Jordan is already our player, we paid Carl Landry to get him and a 10-year second-round pick."

"Nice, this is good news Sam!Any other good news? "

"Ron's contract has expired, and the Jazz are discussing the possibility of a contract extension with him, but he wants to go to a team that can compete for the championship, otherwise he will not choose to renew the contract. We are still waiting for the result!"

This world peace is really hard to achieve. There are only a few championship teams. Let's see which sucker can accept the right to use for half a year. It's okay to give a discount.

But it would be better to trade for the God of Rice directly!

This Hinkie is really not scheming. It seems that the boss has to take action.

Dial the number of David Kahn, the general manager of the Timberwolves, and it was quickly connected.

"I am Kahn!"

"Hello Mr. Kahn, I am Tang Yu, the owner of the Houston Rockets. I am very happy to talk to you!"

David Kahn was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted.

"Are you the layman boss? Tell me, what good things do you have for me? "

A layman boss? Damn, is this a compliment?

Tang Yu held back his anger and said, "Yes, Mr. Kahn, I want the two first-round picks in your hand. Of course, I will give you enough chips!"

"We have 4 first-round picks, which two do you want?"

"Two first-round picks from the Timberwolves and Wizards!"

David Kahn is also confused now. This Tang Yu did not take the Celtics' first-round pick, which shows that he still understands basketball.

But he completely dismantled the championship lineup, which is something that most people cannot understand.

"Tell me about the chips you can come up with!"

"How about Ron Artest and Barry?"

"Oh my God, Boss Tang, are you kidding? We can't afford such a big contract. We have to take an 8 million dollar trading exception."

Okay, it's robbery again, but these two first-round picks have a chance to get the No. 1 pick.

"I'll take another 5 million dollars! In this way, you will have the final frontcourt combination of Love, Jefferson and Artest!" Tang Yu gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay sir, can I have another first-round pick for next year?"

Tang Yu was angry on the surface, making the other party feel very painful, but who knew that Tang Yu himself was already very happy.

First-round pick, next year, take it!

There are no good players in the 2010 draft, so take them if you want.

"Hey, okay David, you win, the deal is done!"

After hanging up the phone, he immediately asked Sam Hinkie to prepare for the trade with the Timberwolves.

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