Chapter 29 The Bishop’s Deterrence

When Chen Feng was still asleep, he didn't know that in the room next door, two scheming old men were already setting their direction for their future.

And he was like a poor worm who was plotted against many things, still at a loss about all this, as if it was nothing to do with him.

It was not until the next morning when Chen Feng was about to go to the training camp to do a big fight that Ryan told him what happened last night.

Ryan’s biggest regret now is that he failed to meet that legendary old guy, otherwise, even if he was sixty years old, he would still ask for an autograph.

Not everyone can easily encounter that old man, especially in the circle of basketball coaches, Auerbach is a god-like existence.

"Aulbach? Who is that?" Chen Feng asked casually while chewing slices of bread. This sentence made Takanian spew out the coffee in his mouth.

"I really don't know if that old bandit would be so angry that he would go to see God immediately when he heard such a question." Tarkanian maliciously imagined that such a scene was staged in Boston.

This is also human nature. Yesterday, he was suppressed by Auerbach's momentum for a long time. The old man Tacanian was just unhappy.

Everyone is a coach, but when sitting together, Takanian sighed that Auerbach's demeanor and calmness were not as good as him.

After all, it was a spirit forged after being tempered for a long time. Compared with the small pond of NCAA, it is indeed incomparable.

If Chen Feng could win back the championship for himself when he saw that old man, it would be a very satisfying thing.

But I don’t know which great god Auerbach is, so it’s no wonder Chen Feng. When the old man became famous, even Chen Feng’s father was still liquid. He had never heard of such a person.

By the time Chen Feng began to know basketball, Auerbach had already been in a state of retreat.

Even the people in the NBA circle have many who only hear their names but do not recognize them.

Compared with the head coaches who are often reported now, Auerbach is an ancient master.

"The second round draft pick, non-guaranteed contract, a basic salary of 800,000 yuan? Or wait for an extra year, a guaranteed contract, a much higher annual salary than this?"

Chen Feng did not worry about who was Auerbach, because the explanation given to him by Tarkanian and Ryan was very simple, just remember that he was a very awesome person.

As for how awesome it is, that is not something Chen Feng should care about. Anyway, he only needs to know what conditions the old man who visited late at night gave him.

Now as long as you nod your head and agree, it is very likely that your already dark draft road will become a bright road.

"Old man, I don't know what these things represent, non-guaranteed contracts, and I don't understand them. But you should know what Ryan and I have trained so hard in the past three months."

Chen Feng didn't care about those contract issues. For him, that was something that professionals should deal with.

If you want him to figure out these things, you might as well just put a gun on your head and give him some fun.

But Chen Feng knew that morning in Las Vegas, he ran ten kilometers to find Tacanian and decided to fight. What was he able to work hard on the training ground for the past three months? Is it just for that contract?

"Boy, no one can guarantee that you can make a name for yourself by entering the NBA, and I can't. Although I have confidence in you, there are too many things in this world that cannot be predicted. For example, injury may ruin your career. If you are useless, the team managers will not waste non-guaranteed contract rights, and they will lay you off without hesitation."

Although Takanian had long known that this would be the case when he opened these questions to the table, he still had to remind the bald boy in front of him.

This is related to his basketball career. The road to entering the NBA will not be smooth. It is not only heaven, but also hell.

There are many professional players who are cut by the team every year. Even some outdated big names will be mercilessly abandoned. Non-guaranteed contracts and decision-making powers are on the team.

"There is no difference between guarantee and non-guarantee. Even if I stay in college for one more year and enter the first round of the next draft and win a guarantee contract, I will definitely be able to play in the NBA? The only difference is that I can earn a few more years of fixed salary."

"If my level is not good enough, even if I get such a guaranteed contract, it will only push back the time for myself to be fired for two years. That kind of life is not what I want."

"Old man, you said that the world of NBA is achieved by yourself. Yes, Larry was the No. 1 pick at the time, but he definitely did not rely on this false title to get the 12-year $110 million contract."

"The same is true for that fat man Charles. They all make their own efforts. If you believe that I can gain a foothold in the NBA, why can't I fight for a big contract like them? Or do you think I don't have that strength?"

"I don't think I'm worse than them, so I don't care whether I'm getting a $800,000 contract now or waiting for a better contract in a year, and I can still live in New York when I drive a truck for transportation, right?"

Tacanian listened to Chen Feng's answers and rhetorical questions like a cannon, but he didn't have time to react. He just felt that the kid gave him the feeling at this moment, just like when he first saw his game video, fierce and tough.

As long as he determines, no one seems to be able to change it unless he himself.

"Boy, if I think you are a waste, I wouldn't have been flying for a few hours to come to New York to find you!"

After Tacanian came to his senses, he threw the toast slices in his hand over, but it was a bit a pity that the head was a little bit short, and Ryan's clothes were tragic again because the slices of bread were already covered with butter.

Since Chen Feng had made up his mind, Takanian would definitely not persuade him, just as the boy said, "I'm afraid of a fight?"

Even Chen Feng has this kind of courage. Will the "tiger shark" who killed all directions in NCAA be afraid?

Don’t forget that there are many powerful people who have emerged in the second round draft. Who can bet that this kid will become indifferent to everyone after entering the NBA?

At least Takanian himself doesn't believe that the apprentices he trained with himself will be so easily broken on the battlefield of the NBA.

After Chen Feng made a decision, Takanian immediately contacted the old guy Auerbach.

Although the things I talked about last night were all verbally, the Cardinal's promise was guaranteed.

In addition to being domineering and strong in NBA, the old guy is definitely a person who has made a promise.

As for how to operate such an agreement, it is no longer a matter of Takanian's concern.

In NCAA, Takanian's connections may be terrifying, but when it comes to NBA, Auerbach is the kind of emperor who can cover the sky with one hand.

He rarely takes the initiative, but Auerbach rarely fails when he takes action.

Although Auerbach is no longer the team's manager or the team's management.

But Tacanian believed that as long as this old guy thought, no one dared to disobey his wishes on this acre of three-point land in Boston.

Don’t forget that this old guy even joined forces with fans to drive away the boss who tried to sell the team.

That was the team owner! But the hand waving the check could not break Auerbach.

Even if this old monster, who is almost ninety, is now only given the title of honorary director of the team, as long as he coughs, Boston's land will feel trembling.

Afterwards, facts proved that Takanian's idea was actually just a rumor, but no one had ever doubted its authenticity.

Because the person who did that was Auerbach, the domineering monarch who once made the entire league feel trembling.

The news that Chen Feng singled out Boston training camp that day spread like wildfire, although only a few people knew about it.

They were mainly old friends who had some friendship with the Celtics, and they found out a little bit of the news indirectly.

This made many managers who tried to replenish their team's strength still smell a little opportunity. After all, most people still recognize Al Jefferson's strength.

Such strength will always attract the attention of others if he can be no less than Al, who is in the rising stage in a single match.

The most important thing is that this kid is a rookie, and they can handle it without spending too much money.

But when Timberwolves' team manager McHale tried to keep getting some news from Doug Rivers and Danny Angie, he received a call in the office.

According to McHale's secretary's recollection afterwards, when she transferred the phone, she only heard a very old voice on the other end of the microphone, and the entire call process did not exceed half a minute.

But after McHale put down the phone, there was already a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and even when he put down the phone, his hands were still shaking.

The secretary only vaguely heard McHale whispering in a low voice, "It's so dangerous, why can a wild boy be alarmed... It's so fucking hell."

As for whom McHale was talking about, the secretary must not know.

But from the second time I put down the phone, McHale, as the manager of the Timberwolves team, never mentioned looking for a big rookie again.

Not only him, but several people who tried to find a cheaper place from Boston were also warned.

How deterrent can an old man who has been in the past twenty years but only asked about any matter?

Perhaps only those who have seen his methods will know that when the bishop is angry, God will tremble.

I guess no one would want to provoke the Cardinal's anger.
Chapter completed!