I am a nobleman in England

Regardless of the outside world, Arthur Bolin's global popularity has risen to a new level, and people have paid more attention to this young Earl of England.

However, for the existing Nets management, the day at the end of April is undoubtedly at a loss and panic, because they have not seen their new boss so far...

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The Newark Newark Nets in New Jersey, dressed in a black suit and tall and burly Bob Myers with an indifferent expression, swaggered into the spacious and bright hall surrounded by a group of suits and leather subordinates and lawyers.

"Sir, may I ask you..."

Everyone in the hall originally looked at Bob and his group with doubts and thoughts. A blond, blue-eyed, pretty-featured front desk wearing a professional dress, immediately smiled and asked.

"I am Bob Myers, the new general manager of the Nets, please inform Mr. Rod Thorne and all the team management, I will wait for them in the conference room, ten minutes later, a meeting!"

Miles said with a light but sharp gaze to the pale front desk, his tone full of indisputability, and then, under the guidance of the smiling original Nets management who greeted him from the elevator quickly Surrounded by him, he strode towards the elevator.

Looking at the backs of this group of people, everyone in the hall looked at each other with uneasiness and anxiety, huddled together and whispered, while the beauty on the front desk who received the task stepped on high heels with an anxious look. At the trotting meeting workbench, he picked up the phone in a hurry and started to notify Mr. Rodthorne.

"... Well, I see, thank you, Hannah."

In the general manager's office, with a depressed face and a low spirit, Rod Thorne hung up the phone after speaking with a wry smile, and then sighed helplessly.

Everything came too suddenly, especially for him, the general manager.

It’s no secret that the Nets will be traded. I thought it would be the local tyrant of Xiong Country. For this reason, Rod Thorne also got in touch with the opposing team early and made an early vote, hoping to keep his throne. Even if I can't keep it, I hope I can be kicked out without being so embarrassed.

However, the situation changed suddenly, Xiong Guo's local tyrant was kicked out, and the British Earl became the master.

To be honest, originally prepared to welcome Xiong Guo's local tyrants' management, they were completely trapped and lost their square inch. At the same time, they were full of resentment towards the original Nets bosses, and they didn't even reveal any wind...

Rod Thorne got up from the boss chair with some difficulty, walked heavily to the coat mirror, spread his palms and gently smoothed the hair on his back, looked at himself in the mirror, smiled bitterly, and tied He put on the buttons of the suit, looked around the office with a reluctant look, and then walked out of the office without hesitation.

He knew that there was no more stage he showed here!

Exit sadly!

The meeting room, with the door open, Miles and the team he brought to sit at the head of the conference table without any consideration. Miles looked indifferently at the rush of footsteps, walked in quickly, and nodded to him. The former Nets executives, Miles did not get up, just smiled and pointed at the empty seat.

"Please sit down and the meeting will begin soon."

The former executives didn't seem to care about the arrogance of Miles, the new general manager. They all nodded and smiled while sitting in their seats.

As more and more people arrived, the atmosphere in the meeting room turned out to be more depressing.

"Sorry, I'm late--" Rod Thorne stepped into the conference room, saw the young and tall Miles who was looking at his main seat, and said calmly with a smile.

Miles smiled and stood up, ignoring the other people who were following up, greeted Rod Thorne, who was walking towards him quickly, and shook hands and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Thorne, this is Bob Meyer. Si."

"Hello, Mr. Miles."

"Please sit down—" Bob Myers didn't have too much politeness, smiled and stretched out his finger to invite him to the first seat on the right of the main seat.

"Thank you." Rod Thorne did not hesitate, and calmly accepted the seat at the bottom of the main seat.

Miles walked to the main seat, looked around sharply for a week, raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and said indifferently: "Close the door and have a meeting!"

No one asks life and death what to do if there are still people who haven't arrived. Everyone kept silent. They knew that those who didn't arrive on time and were locked out were already unemployed.

"I think everyone should know the news. Mr. Arthur Bolin is the new owner of the Nets. Thank you Mr. Bolin for his trust and let me become the general manager of the Nets. Unfortunately, Mr. Thorne, thank you for your past to the Nets. Everything done..."

Hearing the final decision made by Miles, even Rod Thorne, who knew in his heart that this would be the result, still felt a sullen uncomfortable feeling. He forced himself to squeeze out an ugly wry smile and rushed at Maier. Si nodded.

"According to Mr. Bolling's comprehensive consideration, the team will make changes and make adjustments in personnel. The decision is as follows-Bob Myers will be the general manager and the operations director will be..."

Bob Myers expressionlessly and indifferently began to announce personnel appointments. With the continuous release of the list, many of the original management personnel in the conference room looked pale, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and some did not read their names. People who are uneasy and frustrated.

No one thought that the new general manager would be so eager to act vigorously and resolutely, regardless of the beginning of the disregard of the personnel, is he not afraid of letting the team fall into chaos?

Fear, of course!

But Miles had no choice. When the press conference was over, the owner Mr. Bolin looked at him sharply in the car after leaving the NBA headquarters building, and said to him in an unquestionable tone: "You only have two days. In two days, I will inspect my Nets team and remember, it’s mine!"

To be honest, when he was not the general manager of the team, Miles was excited, excited, and felt that his destiny had taken a new turn. However, now, all he has is pressure, especially in the face of overwhelming doubts from the world. , Ridicule, ridicule, for the first time he felt the pressure of breathlessness!

Young, inexperienced, the madman earl's gamble, the Nets, which ushered in a new owner, have died before they even started...

Pressure and expectations come from people themselves, but also from the outside world.Everyone hopes to achieve a balance in life and leave these things behind when they get home, but those remarks have been lingering in Miles's mind, every minute.This is difficult.

If all the pressure from the outside is just a mirage, then this smashing Nets team is too real to be true.

To be honest, let Miles select the five teams with the worst culture in the NBA. The New Jersey Nets in the past definitely ranked among them. Both the team culture and the team building ideas are terrible.

What do you expect from a team that has no fighting spirit and is pursuing a bad show?We must know that blindly posing and waiting means that the team will build a mansion on the swamp.And this is obviously extremely dangerous.

Therefore, in addition to making good use of the three precious draft picks this year, the most important thing for Miles is to ask the team to pursue a win, even if it does not enter the playoffs in the end, it must build a win before the core grows up. Culture!

It is difficult for anyone to imagine how far a team that focuses on youth can go, but in Myers' view, at least their performance in the season must be amazing enough to make fans feel that they have made great progress.At least in Miles' view, it is necessary to resolutely distinguish between the bad team!

Fortunately, the Nets are not useless rubbish. Not only do they have three draft picks this year, but more importantly, the team has a lot of cap space, which undoubtedly has the foundation for a strong team to build a long-term prosperity.

"...Boss, in this year's draft, we have two picks in the first round and one pick in the second round. One of the first rounds was a pick. On February 19, 2008, Jason Kidd was traded to the Mavericks 2010. Year pick.

And on July 22, 2008, Marcus Williams was traded for the Warriors' 2011 first-round draft pick.

Four good signings in two years are enough for us to rebuild the team. Of course, the young team needs enough time to grow..."

When Bob Myers convened a reform meeting, the gifts were given away, the ones that should be cut were laid off, and the managers of several key departments were replaced by members of his team. After checking some of the Nets After important documents, Miles rushed to the boss's mansion non-stop to make a systematic report.

Arthur is still very satisfied that Bob Myers can complete the task entrusted to him so resolutely. He is not afraid of his young people, but most afraid of not having talents. As long as he has talents, he dares to gamble. Is he a stupid British gambler with a lot of money?

"Hehe, I will give you plenty of time to grow. The championship is our goal, but it doesn't force you to achieve it right away. To be honest, I can't say that the future of the Nets can be expected. After all, we really don't have one. A core player with great potential in the true sense. However, I will wait patiently and wait for you to give me a big surprise." Even a pseudo-fan, Arthur also knows the role of a super core for the team, such as That black mamba.

"Boss, we may not fail to get a core player with great potential!" Bob Myers' eyes were extremely bright, he looked at his boss scorchingly, and said words that made Arthur very interested.

"Talk about it!" Although Arthur was very interested, he was mentally prepared in advance. He didn't want to spend a lot of money to buy an All-Star back.

"Boss, it's like this. I just received a call from the general manager of the Golden State Warriors just after I took over the Nets. They wanted to keep a 2011 lottery protection first-round pick that they had promised to trade to us. The Warriors Willing to give us two future second-round draft picks, and turn the draft pick previously owed to us into the 2012 Lotto-protected first-round draft pick, postpone it for one year before giving us..."

"Huh?" Hearing the topic of draft picks, Arthur couldn't help frowning, and then asked: "From the beginning, what is going on?"