Almighty sign in

"Every year we set a goal at the beginning of the season, and in the past that goal was to make the playoffs, but this year is different."

"Screw the playoffs!"

"Why can't we just make the playoffs, why can't we be the West champions, why can't we have a championship?"

"Is that because we're not strong enough, or because we don't have a long enough history?"

"No, none of this is a problem."

"Strength, we're strong enough, and I'm sure you already know after yesterday's intrasquad match that we're now a top team in the league. History, we're also old enough. So, why can't we be the overall champions?"

Kimbell's words indicate the ambition of this year's Clippers team.

It also confirms within the team why Barkley joined the team and why this year's team is headed for a championship.

A championship?

We?

The old men on the team were tempted to say to Kimbell, "No kidding, sir."

But when they thought about the rivalry game yesterday, they turned their attention to Hsuan.

With this guy on the team, with Barkley on the team, and with two superstar power players, why can't we go for the championship?

Many people just realized that the team had become so strong without even realizing it.

They just realized that since we are so strong, we can also compete for the championship.

Unlike the other teammates who are just now reacting, Kevin had already realized it the moment Xu Aung joined the team's internal rivalry yesterday. His face was a mixture of excitement and an inexplicable glow.

For a player like him, who had stepped on the finals floor twice before, the attraction of a championship was enough to make him explode, and he had come up just short the first two times.

He was very satisfied to hear that the team's goal is to win the championship this year, but no one looked unconvinced.

As the saying goes, a rat turd spoils the broth.

Some people can be negative themselves, but they will also influence others around them.

In an environment where money is worshipped, it's a fantasy to shout slogans and use the power of faith to get players to fight for their lives on the field.

The only way to motivate them is to use the method that the MiGunis like, and that method is none other than two words: spreading money.

The players heard Kimbell continue, "The boss is going to give out 20 million dollars as a bonus if we can reach our goal of winning the championship, and the 20 million dollars will be given out based on your performance on the field and your contribution to the team."

Payout!

Many people's eyes were brightly lit, and that was Franklin's mapped out green light.

Xu Ang looked at it and said: indeed, money is so charming.

The players' reactions were in the eyes of Kimbell, who came back with a hammer: "The owner of the championship ring will order it to the specifications of a million dollars a piece, and I think you know what that means."

Knew, simply knew too well.

A million-dollar championship ring is not just an honor, it's a fortune.

A million dollars is more than some of the players here make in a year, and even more if you only count the income in hand.

Generally speaking, for high-income groups such as NBA players, the amount of money that can be handed to them from various miscellaneous deductions is about half of their salary.

The rice tax is no joke.

If you want to run, you have to give the horse grass.

Money is good for business.

For the annual task, for the photoresist technology, Xu Ang does not care to spend more money.

As long as he completes the annual check-in task and gets the task reward, he can earn back the money he spent for the task goal a thousand times over.

As long as the players' morale is inspired by the money, Xu Aang is relieved. He couldn't stay in Mi, and he couldn't participate in the long regular season, so many games needed to be played.

When the team started training, Xu Ang found Kimbele.

"Bill Fitch's ability is still good, so there is no problem to bring the team into the playoffs at least. As for how the players are going to arrange the strategy and allocate playing time, my suggestions have been sent to the email, just remember to pay attention."

"Remember, I don't want to wait until the playoffs when the team has too many injuries. In order to keep the players healthy, I will hire a second medical team as a second insurance policy. Sometimes it's acceptable to give up even one or two games, as long as you can make the playoffs anyway."

So what if we make the playoffs? Xu Ang didn't say, and Kimbell didn't ask.

Both men knew that once they got into the playoffs, the intensity of the games increased dramatically and anything could happen.

Kimbele made a promise: "I understand what you're saying, please believe me, sir.

Hsuan said, "Show me what you can do."

"You will, sir."

"My family and I will not fail anyone who works seriously for us."

Kimbele made the promise, and Huynhang gave an implicit promise.

"This is not just for you, but for all of the team's management and all of the staff as well. As opposed to the Bass family in the same city, I have no shortage of money. I'm not short of money, and that means my sister Xu Xiao is not short of money. Compared to Sterling, our former boss, we are not stingy. On the contrary, we were very generous. Twenty, thirty, or fifty million dollars is just a small amount of money to us, and it's up to you to decide whether and how much you can earn."

As soon as he heard this, Kimbele understood that Xu Ang wanted to use his mouth to spread the word to all the team's ears, using money to unite the team into one, working for the same goal.

"A chance to get rich is in front of you, if you don't seize it, those who don't know the effort will definitely regret it in the future."

After saying this, Xu Ang turned around and left.

This departure didn't just mean leaving the stadium, it meant that Xu Aung was leaving Mi Guo and returning home.

He came here this time to recruit Barkley, and now that he has achieved his goal, Xu Aang will not stay long.

His participation in the game was just his effort to complete the annual check-in task, not the focus of Xu Aung's activities and life.

He has a career focus in China.

That is, Gao Xiaojun has resigned from his position in the system, gone into business, and started to work with Xu Ang in the real estate industry.

At the same time, plans for a large film city in Hengdian have come to fruition.

This is the reason why Xu Aang is anxious to return to China.