American Fortune Life
Chapter 646: New Rocket Chapter
The convoy quickly drove back to the farm, still a stone column made up of familiar giant stones, and the copper roaring tiger on the gate was still so bright and powerful.
When he met his grandmother, he naturally squeezed his cheeks again, and Andy was not embarrassed by the presence of his subordinates, perhaps because of material satisfaction, and he put more emphasis on family affection.
Because of all the pressures of life, the previous life was busy running three meals a day, standing on the cone, not seeing the parents several times a year, instead ignoring the hands-on affection, and the Westerners, for affection, could only substitute haha.
Lunch was very rich, Tory Black and the other two assistants had lunch together, many people laughed at the noise when the rabbits ate. In fact, the old Americans loved to chat when they ate, and the Brits laughed at the Americans when they ate too loud. In fact, this area of black is a common phenomenon in the world.
In previous life, when the foreign media or foreigners criticized the rabbit people, they were furious, but the foreigners laughed at each other and were even more cynical. At that time, he was too glassy, mainly because he felt that his country had become strong, and the self-esteem of the repressed people had erupted. He just wanted to see the foreigners kneeling on TIAN. Once attacked, it would explode instantly, anger.
Actually, it's kind of funny to think about it now. It's like a rogue country like Stick. A bullet butt country still looks down on Heaven Dynasty. It often pops up some kind of Confucius. He's also very angry at people who are originally Stick countries and other ridiculous tests. There's a reason why these sticks came up with these tests, and they're no longer compared to a bunch of idiot illiterate people.
The reason is that this group of illiterate ancients is basically Chinese characters, it's just Chinese characters mutation, just like foot basin countries, whether it's literature, history, inscriptions or anything, is Chinese characters to record. But then their idiot lord decided to abolish Chinese characters, well, after generations, they succeeded in inventing a ghost painting character with pinyin, and the result was that they couldn't understand their own historical record, they knew half the way through it, and if there was anything else to do, research, historical literature and other dirty things to read directly, finding a little understandable content from inside would be just history, only ridiculously pathetic.
Cough, it's a little far.
There was one last step to complete. Tomorrow's press conference was just a walk away. After lunch, Andy chatted with Grandma for a while and took a short break and started changing.
White shirt in a slightly creased high-end fabric, black gemstone cufflinks, collar standing, little assistant concentrating on helping him tie a red tie in front of him, red tie symbolizes power, power and excitement on this afternoon's signing day.
Negotiations between Andy's negotiating team and Alexander's are nearing completion, and now with just two big bosses nodding their heads to sign, this is pretty much done.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, four black Ford SUVs left the farm, hoping fast to get to downtown Houston.
At Toyota Center Stadium, in the Rocket Team's office, Alexander sat a little lost in the boss's chair, with a Larry O'Brien championship trophy on the table, holding one in his hand and gently touching the glittering trophy, eventually turning into a sigh.
Standing up and putting the two trophies back in the showcase, he picked up the suit on the back of the chair, wearing it slowly with a depressing expression, looked around the office, looked at everything familiar, and the hallway was hung with a historical photograph of the team of rockets. A meritorious player, a character player.
The family of the two champions is also hanging on top, and he's been on the main rocket team since '93, more than a decade, and it's impossible not to have feelings for this place. Now, after today, it's not his anymore, and it's inevitably a little sad.
But thinking that you can earn hundreds of millions of dollars immediately, you can also get out of the financial mud swamp. If you like, it's a big relief to God. Just buying a team. This is sad, it doesn't seem to be much anymore.
When Andy's convoy arrived outside the Toyota Center stadium, a large group of reporters scattered at the entrance to the gate, hugged the camera and rushed up, turning off the flash lights, all sorts of shouting, and knocking on the windows, making the convoy difficult to walk.
“Mr. Smith, you're on the rocket squad for the future... ”
“Will more planets be introduced... ”
Andy ignored the noisy reporters outside the car and heard the noise of the door. He saw that the door around him had been opened. Outside the door was an empty space isolated by the bodyguards, bent down with sunglasses and heard a louder interrogation.
But Andy's bodyguards won't give these noisy reporters a chance to get close to the big boss, a tough opening, a tall, strong glance at the tower, and help him out with his fierce temper.
Andy has been looking cold in the face, not even turning his head for a second, let alone answering any questions. After all, Houston's reporter is the first time he's dealt with Andy, a big millionaire, although he's also heard of the extent of his assholes, and when he takes advantage of value, he'll be very cooperative with the media. When he doesn't take advantage of value, he can't even move his eyelids to look at them. Nima, I finally see him today!
Walk into the stadium door and the stadium security quickly shut the door to keep the reporters out of the door. The elite behind the other line of suit leather shoes saw Andy show up and greeted him immediately.
“Boss. ”
Look at these negotiating team members, led by Granada, many of whom will be the management of the new rocket team, smiling on their faces and saying: "Thank you, everyone, we are having a celebratory dinner tonight at JW Marriott Hotel, and don't be absent. ”
“Thank you, boss.” Granada had a smile on her face and the team members behind her were all thankful. As a newly formed sports investment company, this group of people has heard a lot about their big boss, who is a very generous boss, though highly demanding for his subordinates' abilities.
After almost 10 months of hard work, the rookies of Free City Investment Company drove a luxury car overrun in the midst of the subprime mortgage crisis, and received several hundred thousand dollar prizes. I envy the rest of the panic that the unemployed Wall Street middle-class elites don't want.
Seeing Bob Miles with a smile behind Granada, tall and stylish, Andy smiled at him and said, “Bob, I didn't expect your mouth to be that strong. Old Nelson was easily moved by you. Looks like it would be a wise choice for me to put you in the position of Operations Director of the Rocket Team. ”
“Thank you, boss. I won't let you down.” Bob Miles said with a confident smile that he knew the people on the team were very jealous of him as a newcomer, after all, he jumped from being a player broker to being the top of an NBA team, not to mention a rocket promotion, and an adventure for Andy, the big boss.
Many people can't see this. After all, although Bob Miles has good connections in the NBA brokerage circle, he still lacks some relationships and intrinsic knowledge among the teams. Whether he can do this cleanup player, introduce the players he needs, these difficult jobs, and take time and transaction to verify.
“Oh, I'm sure you won't let me down! Come on, let's go meet Alexander. Don't keep him waiting. I can't wait to have this team!” Andy's head shook with a smile and the crowd behind him followed closely, as some of the stadium's guards and staff saw these high-powered elites heading into the conference room, exclaiming, "the new Rocket Team page turned. ”
In the conference room, unlike Andy, who smiled and signed the contract with his signature pen, Alexander extended his finger to push the glasses on the nose beam, and the signature pen in his hand hung in the contract signing area. It had been a long time since he had laid down a pen, and his complexity turned around and looked at the young and handsome face, which was closing the folder, he couldn't help but sigh once again, gazing and dropping his pen.
Shh...
Pfft.
Close your eyes, Alexander closed the contract, and it was like taking all the time, the whole person leaned back on the seat, Andy slightly smiled, but soon recovered, but in his view, maybe this was Alexander's solution to the funding problem, finally able to untie the tremendous pressure, is to relax, as to whether it really is, Andy doesn't care, that's what he thinks anyway.
The former Rocket team management and the new team general manager Darryl Morey, who stood opposite each other for just six months, were all gloomy, in a mood, looking at their new boss with complicated eyes, a young handsome man with a harsh, decisive attitude that was extremely out of step with age, and now the time to wait to pronounce their fate!