Min Congda looked at the dense fist prints on the wall and didn't quite understand what Milicic meant.
Show me your boxing skills? This is the basketball team, not the boxing team.
You don't want me to sign a contract with you. If I insist on signing it, are you going to beat me to death?
Don't reach out and hit the person who gave the money. If you want to hit me, it's too much.
Min Congda took two steps back and looked at Milicic.
This tall and strong Serbian has a very handsome face, but his complexion is not very good.
His originally handsome appearance now looked a bit sinister and decadent.
Min Congda has been in contact with many NBA players. Although most of them are dark, their energy is still very good.
Because exercise is a happy thing, it can secrete a large amount of hormones and make people energetic.
The physical fitness of professional players is top-notch, and they earn high salaries to play. As long as they want to be more active, they are much happier than ordinary people.
As for Milicic, Min Congda could feel the negative energy in him from the moment he entered the room.
Milicic reached out and touched the fist mark on the wall, then pointed to another wall and said: "There used to be one on this wall as well. Later I hired a decoration team to fill in the holes on the wall. Painted The paint is invisible. I am familiar with the renovation team in Memphis, Detroit, Orlando, New York and Minnesota. If you have a house to renovate there, you can come to me."
Min Congda looked at the wall and saw carefully that the paint was a little new and had been refinished.
"Why? Why do you want to hit these walls? Practice boxing?" Min Congda asked curiously.
"No, I just need to vent. I...forget it, anyway, I want to tell you that I am not normal. I don't have the potential you want for second place, and I am no longer suitable to play basketball, so don't sign me, don't waste money, Waste of your cap space, really, I mean it. I'm going to let you down."
Milicic said to Min Congda very sincerely that the Serbian who had suffered a traumatic career had no light in his eyes.
But his words aroused Min Congda's interest. He thought to himself, isn't this the person I want?
Curry is the kind who says every day that I will not let you down, but now you are the one who disappoints me the most!
Well now, he finally met someone who didn't want to play basketball and felt that he was not suitable for playing basketball.
Min Congda stepped forward, looked up at Milicic, held his hand tightly, and said: "You were actually hesitant to sign before. But now that you say this, I am sure that you are the person I want. I sign." is you!"
Milicic looked at Min Congda, his eyes full of doubts. He shook his head and said: "Are you crazy? I said, I have no potential, I will not become a star."
Min Congda nodded and said, "I know, but you do meet my requirements."
Milicic said: "Do I meet your requirements? What requirements do I meet?"
Min Congda asked: "Let me ask you a few questions. Do you love basketball?"
Milicic shook his head and said: "No, I don't love it. I only play basketball because I am tall. I heard that playing can make money, so I played. I don't love basketball at all."
Milicic was born in war-torn Serbia. When he was a child, he saw his father sacrificed in the war on TV, but later his father escaped death and returned to him and his mother.
His father started teaching him how to play basketball because he hoped basketball would change his destiny.
With his outstanding talent, he entered a professional club at the age of 14 and attracted the attention of scouts.
It is true that he plays not because of love, but in the turbulent Serbia, this is a very good way out.
On the day he was drafted by the Pistons, a reporter asked him who his favorite star was. Milicic's mind was blurry.
He didn't have a particular favorite star at all, and in the end he just casually mentioned Kevin Garnett.
Because Garnett is very tall and lanky, very similar to him. In fact, the two of them have nothing in common from skin color to playing style to personality.
Lacking the support of dreams and love, it is painful to play just for money and yet have such high expectations.
Unexpectedly, Min Congda was very satisfied with this answer, nodded and said, "I'll ask you again, do you have any plans for the future?"
Milicic thought for a while and said: "Go back to your hometown and buy a farm, farm the land, and grow fruit trees."
At this moment, there was a little light in his eyes. He really wanted to farm.
Min Congda thought to himself, if you want to farm, you have chosen me.
He reached out and patted Milicic and said: "If you want to farm, you should come to Los Angeles. The climate in Los Angeles is the most suitable for growing fruit trees, and as a Chinese, our Chinese nation's talent is farming! You don't Isn’t it a pity to follow me?”
Milicic couldn't understand what Min Congda was talking about.
He spread his hands helplessly, left the bedroom, and said to his wife Zolana: "I'm going out for a walk. Please entertain these two guests and send them away later."
Milicic knew that the two had good intentions, so he couldn't bear to kick them out.
Then if you don't leave, I'll leave. I'll avoid the head office. I just want to stay far away.
In the astonished eyes of Kosten and Min Congda, Milicic left his apartment.
Costern shrugged at Min Congda and said, "Dako is like that, he is a little willful."
Zolana glanced at Costern with some disgust and said: "Dako is not willful. He is no longer a child. He has his own pain."
Costern smiled and said: "Pain? Pain with a salary of millions and tens of millions, then I really want to feel this kind of pain! This time Mr. Smart generously gave me a two-year, 18 million contract!" Do you know how much 18 million is? How long does it take for ordinary people to earn it? It’s painful..."
Zolana said angrily: "In your eyes, he is a cash cow. If you hadn't pushed him to the second place on the list, he wouldn't be what he is today!"
Costern sneered and said: "Do I raise him to this level? Ask those rookies, who doesn't want to be selected with a higher pick! Every time you move up a pick, you get real dollars and exposure. Du! If it weren’t for me, he would still be farming in that damn place in Serbia!”
The quarrel between the two became more and more intense, and Min Congda couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Costern to calm down.
At this time, the sound of a child crying could be heard in another room.
Like Bonner, Milicic also became a father in June last year, but he just got married in March, and the child was born three months later, a daughter.
"You can do whatever you want. Darko really doesn't want to bear this kind of pain. I'm sorry."
Zolana said she was sorry and that she was going to her room to take care of the children.
Costern looked at Min Congda and said, "How about it, he is like this now."
Min Congda said: "I still stick to my idea and must sign him." You
Costern said: "Okay, since you insist so much, I will go get Darko back first!"
Min Congda said to Zolana: "Can I talk to you later?"
Zolana hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
(End of chapter)
