Sacramento, nothing to say, sports fans know there is an NBA team here, and others will be stunned "Where is this?"

For Stephenson, this is definitely the least ideal next home.

This news made him lose all his appetite, and Li Xing changed the channel as soon as possible.

"Lance, maybe I should congratulate you?"

Banyani said.

"Forget it, I did something stupid." Stephenson couldn't laugh even if he wanted to laugh. He didn't want to go to Sacramento even if he died, but things were no longer under his control.

"You shouldn't have made this public."

Li Xing suddenly said.

Stephenson raised his head and said that his team applied for a deal with external skills, which put the Raptors in a very embarrassing position.

If everything is as normal, he just needs to call Colangelo to explain his intentions and both sides can get together.

Spread the news through other channels so that the whole world knows that he doesn't want to stay in Toronto, and there will be no room for things to be restored.

In order to stop loss and to make up for his lack of this, the team will only consider strengthening and not care about his future.

"Feel sorry."

Stephenson also knew that nothing was useful.

"At least in Sacramento you can compete with others every day. Not only are there better point guards than Golan, but there are also others, and you will have fun." Li Xing smiled faintly.

"Latch, don't make me happy."

Stephenson was so sad that he couldn't speak.

"Anyway, everything will pass, Lance, this glass of wine to you." Banyani raised his glass.

Stephenson, I said self-deprecatingly, “Come on, for my good time in Sacramento.”

The playful atmosphere suddenly disappeared. After everyone finished eating and drinking, they left their rooms.

Before leaving, Stephenson said to Li Xing: "Latch, I have caused you a lot of trouble over the past year. I have caused everyone to suffer a lot of crimes for me. I have done a lot of wrong things. I apologize for everything. Thank you."

"Good night." Li Xing smiled.

After Stephenson and the others left, Li Xing held his cell phone and hesitated for a long time.

He walked around the room.

This incident annoyed him, and he poured himself a glass of water and called Colangelo.

Logically speaking, he should not interfere in this matter.

But he couldn't watch Stephenson fall into the abyss. Could he have a better future? If he sinks into other teams, he will not be able to get over it.

"Rach?"

"You should be in Houston now. What is the scenery there? Can you meet the woman you like?"

Colangelo's voice was as pleasant as a voice actor. Li Xing didn't know if every general manager had such a tone.

"That's it. This is not the first time I've been here. The flowers, plants and trees are all very good, but I don't care."

"Brian, open the skylight and say something bright. I just want to know if Sacramento has taken out his chips?" Li Xing asked.

Colangelo did not hide Li Xing, and he replied accordingly: "They want to trade Isaiah Thomas."

If this deal is reached, the King's use of Thomas as bargaining chips should be one of the few good things for Stephenson.

When Thomas Jr. arrives, Stephenson only needs to compete with Fredette for the substitute.

There is also a possibility that the Kings want Fredette to play the second position. Although this is not realistic, judging by their usual "weird" training method, it is not impossible.

In that case, Stephenson will directly sit firmly on Evans' first substitute.

This is the best result, and there is also a possibility.

That is, the Kings put Stephenson in the second position, and if that happens, Li Xing will have to worry about Stephenson.

If Stephenson was placed in the second position to start, he would have gotten what he wanted, but if he was completely unfamiliar with the second position, can he be competent?

"Rach?"

It sounds like this is a deal that makes both sides happy, and even the players won't say much.

"Do you want to hear my advice?" Li Xing asked.

"Of course, your advice is important to us," Colangelo said.

"I don't like playing with Isaiah Thomas, and he won't be a substitute for Golan, his arrival may disrupt our chemistry."

Li Xing couldn't say what happens when Thomas Jr. came to the Raptors, but he did have the potential to become a locker room bomb.

Now it was Colangelo's turn to worry.

Lee Xing doesn't like playing with Thomas Jr., which is more deadly than anything else.

If the boss of the team doesn't like anyone, he will have to leave, and the head coach is no exception.

Colangelo asked a few more questions about Thomas Jr. Li Xing explained in detail why he didn't like Thomas Jr.

They are all objective problems, just to show that he doesn't like Thomas little, he magnified the problem.

In this tone and attitude, Colangelo had reason to suspect that Li Xing and Thomas had conflicts.

That's it, let alone whether Thomas is a locker room bomb, if he really wants to come over, will Li Xing take the lead in excluding him?

Should I use Stephenson for someone who can't play at all?

Colangelo was very angry. The deal had already reached the final stage and was almost finalized. Li Xing suddenly fired this shot, completely disrupting his plan.

Damn Rachi Lee!

Maybe he doesn't hate little Thomas at all, he just hates this deal!

Colangelo is not a fool either, he thought it through with a change of mind.

The relationship between Li Xing and Stephenson is well known to the world. What is it to coerce the management for the sake of the future of his brothers?

This is not a problem for him at all!

Li Xing almost said to Colangelo: "Do you want to exchange Stephenson for a waste?"

“Your advice is useful.”

Colangelo lowered his voice, and the pleasant tone disappeared, and Li Xing felt that he was angry.

Even if he was angry, Li Xing had no choice, he had no choice.

Stephenson needs to go to a team that allows him to play the starting number one position, preferably a rebuilding team, where he can perform to the fullest.

He didn't know what would happen later. All he could do was to stop this transaction. It all depends on his luck afterwards.

"We will consider this deal carefully, thank you for your advice, Rachi."

Colangelo's voice made people feel like he was laughing, and he was so angry that he exploded.

"Thank you, I wish you a good night's sleep."

Li Xing hung up the phone.

"Fuck it!"

Colangelo threw away his cell phone, kicked the chair in front of him, and pushed all the things on the table to the ground, like an irritable madman.

"Damn Rachi Lee!"

"Fuck you, Rachi Lee!"

Colangelo roared.

A stolen anger had to vent his anger towards the air. Colangelo turned on his laptop, logged into his trumpet, and then searched for news about Li Xing on the Internet. Clicking in was a curse.

This is his only way to decompress.

...

Li Xing put down his cell phone and took a sip of water.

That's all he can do.

Even he can only do these things.

He has tried his best.

The next day, Toyota Center.

On the first day of the All-Star Weekend, the Rookie Challenge is held here.

Stephenson looked at it with no interest, and Li Xing hugged Evans' favorite popcorn and ate in big mouthfuls: "Don't lower your head, things have not reached that point."

"How do you say it?" Stephenson asked.

"Before the transaction happens, no one knows where their next stop is, and Sacramento is not necessarily your next stop."

Stephenson didn't understand why Li Xing said that.
To be continued...