No.1 in basketball scoring-Chapter 131 - 91. The domineering CEO fights to be the team leader for me?_3
Chapter 131: 91. The domineering CEO fights to be the team leader for me?_3
"Ee-ya, ee-ya..."
"Sitting on a plane for hours is so boring, I think so too. Wait till you’re grown, then come live with big brother. That way, you won’t have to sit on a plane so long to see me."
"Ee-ya, ee-ya..."
"Oh! You agree? Then no backing out!"
Zhang Chen and Yang Jing both had a facepalm moment.
Hadn’t they agreed they would never bring the little brother along?
The nickname Little Wukong was chosen by Zhang Yang.
Zhang Tailuo and Zhang Dijia, these two names, were rejected by Yang Jing, and Zhang Yang got kicked a few times because of it.
But Yang Jing felt there needed to be another link, another bond between the two sons, so she decided to let the older son choose a nickname for his little brother, but with one condition, it couldn’t be an Ultraman name, anything else nice was fine.
Seeing her eldest son’s disappointed face when he heard he couldn’t use an Ultraman name made Yang Jing very happy.
But little did she expect, her son’s disappointment lasted only three seconds before he popped out the name Wukong, insisting it was in keeping with the Year of the Monkey and would invoke thoughts of a classic novel.
Do you think I’ve never watched Dragon Ball or what? Does Sun Wukong know how to do the Kamehameha or the Solar Flare?
But she had already agreed, as long as it wasn’t an Ultraman name and sounded good, she couldn’t say Wukong didn’t sound nice... so she let it be, just calling him Wukong.
Zhang Yang first took his parents to the restaurant recommended by Felton for dinner, and had the driver take the luggage back to the apartment, where the property management would help bring it up.
Felton only claimed to be reliable on one thing, being the boss, and the restaurant he recommended even impressed Zhang Yang’s parents, who were restaurateurs themselves.
Full from dinner, during the rest, Yang Jing said, "Yangyang, your dad’s planning to start a farm."
Zhang Yang heard this and felt like he had been a hindrance to his family over the years...
He also felt pressured—if he didn’t play well in the future, got unemployed, would he only have to go back home to inherit the family fortune?
Zhang Yang asked, "Is there enough money? I can mortgage my contract at the bank."
Zhang Chen, "No need to spend your money, doing business has risks, I’ve pulled in some investments, but you’ve played a big part in that too. After you make a name for yourself, we’ll need you as a brand ambassador."
Zhang Yang, "Okay, the endorsement fee will be calculated at market rates."
Zhang Chen, "Of course, we don’t own all the shares, so the endorsement fees definitely shouldn’t all come from us."
If Zhang Yang didn’t charge an endorsement fee, it essentially meant that his family alone would bear the cost.
The topic ended, and Yang Jing waited on the side for a while, looking puzzled. Was that it?
She and her friends were discussing opening a nail salon where she would be the investor, and they had been talking for more than a month.
At that moment, Zhang Yang and Zhang Chen each had their own thoughts.
Zhang Yang, I must become a superstar, earn a lot of money, can’t let my old man outdo me!
Zhang Chen, My son’s only 17 and already has a four-year, 8.06 million US dollar salary, and from Nike, a potential rookie contract of 300,000 US dollars a year. They couldn’t make 8 million in four years at over forty years old, and Tellem had mentioned, the current formal shoe endorsements and others were too low. Once their son showcased his potential in the NBA to the brands, the endorsement fees would get higher... he needed to work even harder to earn money, he couldn’t lose to his son!
A four-year challenge, let’s see who earns more in four years!
...
The next morning, Zhang Yang’s parents took little Wukong around Charlotte.
Zhang Yang had already shared with his parents the area planning and points of attention introduced by Felton.
Over here, Tellem had arrived in Charlotte to pick him up and take him to the Charlotte Coliseum for the filming with the Imperial Court channel.
The opening game was approaching, and their Bobcats team would also be a key focus for the Imperial Court channel in the new season.
The Bobcats were to participate in the shoot to get some exposure in front of the Chinese audience. Due to the lack of star power in the team, Jordan had also come to the scene to draw attention.
Apart from the Bobcats, there was another protagonist in the shoot—Yao Ming, who had arrived in Charlotte a day earlier.
The Bobcats’ opponents for the season opener were Yao Ming’s Rockets.
Since the most important protagonist was Zhang Yang, who was about to officially start his NBA career, they didn’t invite the Rockets team, only Yao Ming, to film the first encounter between the two.
After going over the filming process with the Imperial Court channel’s staff, Zhang Yang eagerly awaited Yao Ming’s arrival.
Jordan, who was being interviewed, saw Zhang Yang’s excited demeanor and felt a bit sour!
Zhang Yang hadn’t been this anticipatory when he first met him!
No, he had to get back at him! He’d have to hold back on praising his junior a bit!
Speaking ill was definitely out of the question. He had already paid, and after the year-end owners’ vote, he was set to become the first retired player to be a major NBA team owner. For this, he had even borrowed money from the bank, now relying on his junior to help increase the team’s value and make money.
After a while, the staff came over to inform Zhang Yang that Yao Ming had arrived. Zhang Yang straightened his training suit and walked to the coliseum lobby.
Upon entering the lobby, he saw the tallest man in the league... so imposing!
Zhang Yang had played a game against O’Neal, but O’Neal was just huge. In terms of height, he wasn’t as tall as Brezec.
And Yao Ming was both extremely tall and huge!
In front of the cameras, the two exchanged pleasantries, introduced themselves, and then Yao Ming asked Zhang Yang if he was getting used to NBA life yet. Zhang Yang mentioned he had a lot to learn from Yao Ming...
Once the cameras were off, Zhang Yang sighed with relief. His nickname was Yangyang, but he really couldn’t get used to putting on such an act.
Yao Ming smilingly said, "You’ll have to get used to these shoots early on. In the future, you’ll often face such cameras. Once you’re used to it, it won’t feel awkward."
Zhang Yang, "Thank you, I’ll try to get used to it... By the way, Big Yao, there’s something I’d like to ask for your help with!"
Indeed, as the legends foretold, he was a very polite high schooler... ah no, a college student, Jordan’s ’North Carolina junior’. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Yao Ming nodded, "Of course, if there’s anything I can help with, I definitely will."
Zhang Yang immediately ran to a vending machine in the hall, inserted a coin, bought a bottle of mineral water, and ran back to Yao Ming.
Yao Ming with a questioning look, "Jack, what’s this?"
Zhang Yang, "I saw O’Neal drinking mineral water last time, and the scene was spectacular. You’re even bigger than he is, and I just want to see what it looks like when you drink it. You don’t really have to drink, just show me how it looks."
Yao Ming, "..."
After a moment of speechlessness, seeing the 17-year-old’s eager expression, Yao Ming couldn’t bring himself to refuse. He picked up the mineral water and put it to his mouth.
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