MTL - NBA Backer King-Chapter 29 Beat Luke Longley

   Chapter 29 Destroying Luke Longley

  Wang Tiejun thought for a while and said, "Brother Zhang, please bring me some money first and set up a landline phone for my house. I want to build a big house, buy a small car, and a big color TV..."

   "As long as I have money, it doesn't matter. When I return to China this time, I can bring a large color TV back directly." Zhang Lili patted his chest and assured.

   "That's fine, I'll give you the money before you leave."

  Wang Tiejun nodded and warned again: "Don't be embezzled, it's not easy for me to make money."

"go away!"

   Zhang Lili laughed and scolded.

   That night, Zhang Lili was so excited that he didn't sleep much.

   After coming to the United States for more than four years, he finally had the opportunity to engage in a formal basketball job.

  In the morning of January 2, 1993, the two found a lawyer and signed a formal trainer employment contract.

"Ha ha…"

   Zhang Lili looked at the contract in his hand, his face rotten with laughter.

   "I'm going back to China the day after tomorrow, do you guys have a game tonight?" He asked after receiving the contract.

   "Yes, we will play the Timberwolves at home." Wang Tiejun said.

   "The Timberwolves are far worse than the Suns..."

   Zhang Lili said here, and then he turned his head and said, "Tie Jun, you can get me a ticket."

"what?"

  Wang Tiejun is about to jump. Are the tickets expensive?

   "I'm running errands for you, you can't be more generous as a kid? You can also get a ticket to the top of the mountain, at most $20 or 30." Zhang Lili said angrily.

  Wang Tiejun thought for a while and said, "I'll see if I can bring you in. You're too crowded in the player tunnel. How expensive is it to buy tickets!"

   "You stinky boy, change your name to Wang Grandet Tiejun!" Zhang Lili rolled his eyes and slandered.

   At noon, Wang Tiejun brought Zhang Lili to the training base, driving Zhang Lili's car and burning Zhang Lili's oil.

   "I said Tiejun, you have to buy a car, right? If you don't have a car in the U.S., it would be impossible!" Zhang Lili complained when he got out of the car.

   "You buy it, I can't drive." Wang Tiejun said with a smile.

   "You can also give money." Zhang Lili said.

   "Then I'd better ride a bicycle, it's only ten minutes, I can still exercise my physical fitness." Wang Tiejun said quickly.

  “…”

   Zhang Lili is speechless, this employer is too stingy.

   "Sir, I heard from Charles that I can advance part of my salary, so can I advance it?" That afternoon, Wang Tiejun found Colangelo.

   "Old K, do you have any big expenses?" Colangelo asked worriedly.

   He knew Wang Tiejun's situation and knew that he had some cash on him, plus the $4,000 salary for the trainer paid by the team in November, Wang Tiejun should have no shortage of money now.

   "That's right, I want to pay off the debts my family owes first, and then improve my family's economic conditions." Wang Tiejun explained.

   Colangelo nodded and said with a smile: "This is fine, how much do you plan to advance?"

   "I want to pay one month's salary in advance." Wang Tiejun said quickly.

   "OK."

   Colangelo did the math and found that Wang Tiejun’s annual salary in the first year was US$1.4 million, 170 days, and US$250,000 a month.

   Ten minutes later, after Colangelo's approval, Wang Tiejun got a cash check for $250,000 in the accounting department.

   "The current exchange rate is 8.5, 250,000 US dollars is 2 million yuan, and it is still in the early 20s. Haha, I am rich!"

   Holding this check, his hand trembled so badly that it was like a stroke.

   "What the hell, the wicked American emperor, I still have to pay 45% of the tax on this money, I've lost a lot!"

   But the thought of having to pay the personal income tax of more than 600,000 US dollars in the first year makes my hands tremble even more, and my whole body trembles, as if electrocuted.

   At 8 p.m., the game between the Suns and Timberwolves is about to start.

  Zhang Lili sat on the top of the mountain and bought the ticket for $25. He didn't have the face to squeeze the player tunnel. It would be embarrassing to be caught for ticket evasion. That's what Wang Tiejun would do.

In front of the Suns' bench, Paul Westphal said to Wang Tiejun in a warning tone: "Old K, if you only take care of yourself when you encounter a double team tonight, I will let you sit on the bench, do you understand?"

   "Don't worry, coach, I will definitely get ten assists tonight." Wang Tiejun quickly patted his chest and assured.

   "Old K, you **** rookie, do you still want to grab my position? You are supporting me tonight, don't even think about receiving my pass, you really wasted too much ball power in the last game."

  Kevin Johnson said with a sullen smile.

   Wang Tiejun's face collapsed, and he said pitifully: "Kevin, give me a few balls, at most I will work harder on the defensive end."

   He has a good relationship with several main teammates, jokes and jokes together, these guys all point to him to grow up and help them win the championship.

   "Well, two rebounds are exchanged for one shot, and steals and blocks are also fine. You can work hard." Kevin Johnson laughed.

   "OK, a word is settled." Wang Tiejun laughed.

  Barkley laughed: "The Timberwolves' center strength is average, not as strong as the Heat's Ronnie Sekali, the old K should be fine."

   "That's for sure."

Wang Tiejun hurriedly said: "That guy Ronnie Sekali can actually pull to the three-point line, how can I keep up? The Heat are not a good thing, they don't have chivalry, they don't dare to single out, they actually double-team me, I am You rookie, you look down on me too much."

"Ha ha…"

   Seeing Wang Tiejun's aggrieved look, a group of people laughed.

   In this game, Wang Tiejun's opponent is blue-collar center Luke Longley.

Longley is the first Australian to enter the NBA, a second-year rookie, the No. 7 pick in the first round in 1991, and his body is very strong. The Timberwolves gave him a three-year contract at $1.59 million per year. He is also more than 17 million. Australian hero.

   This season's data is 5.8 points and 4.4 rebounds. His strength is similar to that of Mark West, with a height of 218 cm and a tonnage of 120 kg.

   But Longley is only one of the rotation centers of the Timberwolves, because the Timberwolves do not have a fixed starter in this position, and the strength of several rotation players is average, whoever is in good condition will play.

  The game officially started. Wang Tiejun and Luke Longley jumped the ball. Although the latter was taller, his wingspan and bounce were not as good as his, so he easily slapped the ball away.

   He came to the low post on the left wing. With a tonnage of 120 kg, Luke Lang was a meat shield-type center. He was very strong and immediately took the top defense.

   He glanced at Kevin Johnson, who was holding the ball near the top of the arc, just in time for Johnson to play a tactical move of pulling away, so he immediately started to exert force and squeezed towards the paint area.

   "They start a low post confrontation, who will win?" The roar of the on-site commentator sounded.

  Luke Langley wanted to resist, but at this moment, Wang Tiejun suddenly exerted his force and leaned against him. Under the combination of the six forces, the force of the attack exploded instantly, and the former's center of gravity was arched, and then he stepped into the paint area one step at a time.

   "What a great power!"

  Luke Langley was shocked.

   "Beautiful! Old K is in!" the live commentator roared excitedly.

   "The strength is a lot worse than me!"

  Through this confrontation, Wang Tiejun knew Luke Langley's strength level. Although the tonnage was similar, his strength was slightly worse than him, especially when he was using Tieshan's counterattack technique.

   At this time, the ball from the top of the arc passed, and Luke Longley was behind him again. He immediately started to play with his back after receiving the ball.

   "Boom!"

   In the unusually dull muscle pounding sound, Luke Langley groaned and staggered back.

   "OK, the fiercest confrontation begins!" The on-site commentator continued to roar.

   "Boom!"

   The second ferocious and abnormal back-to-back attack followed one after another.

  The most direct confrontation between muscles, the purest contest of power, without any tricks, the stronger is king.

   "So strong!"

  Luke Longley lost his center of gravity completely, was knocked back a big step, backed into the basket, and nearly fell.

   At this time, Wang Tiejun had grabbed the ball with one hand, and turned around in a single step.

"boom!"

  As the basket trembled, Luke Langley groaned and fell to the basket.

   With a pale face, he looked at the giant beast hanging above the basket. He was in a trance, unable to breathe, and his entire chest was hot, as if he had been run over by a heavy truck.

   "Oh **** ho..."

The on-site commentator's excited screams rolled over the arena, and then shouted: "Under the shove of the old K, Luke Longley fell into our paint area like a bitch, the old K. His low post attack is really powerful, he can push everything horizontally..."

   (end of this chapter)