You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 328: Interests and support

This is a typical battle to take your life while you are sick.

The Pistons and the Bulls met for the first time this season. Taking advantage of the Bulls' civil strife, Pippen couldn't play. With the advantage of the staff, he quickly cut through the field. The three quarters set the victory and defeat the Bulls by 18 points.

This night, the Pistons scored 114 points, nearly 10 points less than their average score per game.

Mo Mengchen's performance was impeccable. He scored 18 points, 8 rebounds and 10 assists, especially the wave of offensive attacks in the second quarter, which made Jordan unable to sit down and rest in peace.

"You played well tonight." Jordan sneered. "Goodbye Christmas."

This year's Christmas War, one of the duels is the Bulls vs. Pistons. The league likes this kind of gimmick.

Mo Mengchen faced Jordan with no fear: "I wish you a bad Christmas Eve."

At the end of the game, both sides of the stage singing must also exit.

Mo Mengchen, Hill and Frases attended the press conference together.

Frauss highly praised the team's performance: "I am very pleased with their performance. This is a very typical victory."

"The first game this season against the Bulls won, will this increase your confidence?"

"Confidence?" Mo Mengchen smiled. "Of course not, we don't take this as a game."

The reporter was puzzled.

Mo Mengchen explained: "Looking back at the history of the battle between the two teams, I think this is a protracted war, either our fiasco, or their fiasco, this is just the beginning."

Call the game against the Bulls a war?

Reporters seldom heard Mo Mengchen speak this way, and took note of his words, and planned to use them to make a fuss tomorrow.

On the bull side, Phil Jackson played a trick.

The reporter asked: "You are currently ranked third in the East. This defeat tonight will continue to rank backward. Will this affect your season deployment?"

The Zen Master smiled faintly: "No, I hope to cheer for the team ahead of us, and win a few more games before Scott returns, because when Scott returns, we will drive full horsepower. Charge forward, one by one."

The words of Master Zen aroused the dissatisfaction of many people. The reporter thinks he is too arrogant. How many things can a Pippen decide?

This is a typical way to put pressure on the opponent through the media. On the night of the bull's fiasco, Zen Master used this method to disgust the piston.

So the next day, the general manager of the Pistons Oscar shot at the reporter: "What if Scott Pippen is back? They are still careful that the traitor in the team touched Scott's when he was sleeping. Home broke his back!"

The bull’s internal **** incident is well known.

Jackson talked about the topic of "internal rape", and a series of disturbances within the bulls began.

The Belto Center became a "split family" before 1997, and all the people were divided into two groups: the Jackson people or the Claus people.

An insider, who asked not to be named, said: "This includes not only players and managers, but everyone will be involuntarily categorized. Although many people want to remain neutral, they want to be permanently neutral in Switzerland, but from both sides. Pressure will push you towards one of them."

Cole was shocked when he heard the news: "Phil is our most respected coach. All the players are very loyal to him. It is impossible for us to take all of Phil's actions to invite credit, which is completely illogical."

The bulls are very chaotic, extremely chaotic, in this case, it is really a very demanding thing to aim at the championship.

Osgers took the initiative to mention this, just as the landlord went out and exploded, and his opponent was silent.

The ghost knew how much skin had been pulled between Jackson and Claus because of this.

Mo Mengchen was not in a mood to use this incident to fan the flames on the periphery. He did not think that this would have any effect. The bulls were chaotic, but Jordan could stabilize the military, and Jackson and Claus could also ensure that the dispute between the two was only in the dark. They also don't put on the bright side, so although they look distracted, they still seem to be a team dedicated to the championship.

Mo Mengchen didn't want to participate in this matter. First, it didn't make sense. Second, something had to happen inside the piston.

Tonight's game strengthened Fruse's determination to adopt Momonchen's suggestion.

When he saw Mo Mengchen and Hill taking rebounds through inside cards and sending out long passes, he knew that this was an adjustment that could strengthen the running to the extreme.

Before leaving the locker room, Mo Mengchen deliberately asked Jerome Williams to reveal this to his teammates.

After the wind spread, three or four people called Mo Mengchen.

They are asking about indirect rebounds and bonuses.

Back home, Mo Mengchen called Oskars.

"Mo, I watched the game and you guys played well."

I bet you didn't watch it.

Mo Mengchen said lightly: "So what do you think of Prest's presence in the basket?"

"very good."

What a ghost, he didn't play tonight.

You didn't watch it.

Mo Mengchen didn't want to debunk him, and continued: "I have a proposal."

This thing was obviously not very formal on the phone, and it also made Osgers think it was an unimportant thing.

"You said."

"I'm very serious about telling you this thing, because it happened suddenly and I can only say it on the phone."

"Speak."

"I hope a bonus can be preset in the team."

"How much is the prize pool?"

"350,000."

Mo Mengchen heard Oscar take a breath.

350,000 is almost half of the annual salary of the base-paid player, which is an expensive salary anyway.

"There are also reward clauses."

"Mo, I don't understand..."

Too sudden, Osgers doesn't even know how to pay these bonuses, what are the reward terms? Is it similar to the terms signed by the Bulls and Rodman?

However, each player's contract has been signed, where does this bonus clause start?

"It's like a ten-dollar coin. In many people's hands, it's just an ordinary ten-dollar coin, but in the hands of smart people, ten yuan may bring about a hundred dollars or more. Adam decided to be in the team. A similar data is launched, but this data requires someone to sacrifice, they have to sacrifice their ten yuan coins."

"I understand."

"Do you really understand?"

“It’s going to be issued specifically to those who make sacrifices. The reward clause should be the same. So, I have to ask these people who need to make sacrifices to my office to amend the contract?”

This guy is really clever and transparent.

"Yes, but 350,000 is not a small sum of money. Should you ask for advice?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"No, you can do it."

Davidson's entitlement to Osgers is beyond Mo Mengchen's imagination.

Generally speaking, to do this kind of thing, the general manager needs to report to the president, the president then reports to the executive, the executive then reports to the boss, or the executive with more power can decide for himself. If the boss is reported, some stingy bosses will This meeting of the board of directors to share the bonus, if everyone is stingy, then the bonus may not be approved.

Osgs skipped many levels, just like spending his own money.

"It seems that you really don't like being our general manager."

How to do? Mo Mengchen found that he liked this guy more and more.

"Oh, I still like to work with you, but I'm not particularly good at basketball." Osgers boasted. "With my talents, how can I stay in the position of general manager of a sports department? This is a crime. !"

Alright alright.

Mo Mengchen chatted with him a few words, and then hung up.

Williams has set an example on the court, and the wind has also been released, coupled with early ventilation with management, there is no problem.

Mo Mengchen thought carefully about who might be dissatisfied.

Buckley? No, he has a very good pass ability, he can help others card, or he can rebound.

Ratliff? No matter, the bonus is really launched, he is the person who is closest to getting the money, because he is the longest inside player on the team.

Ben Wallace? What kind of storm can a second-year guy make?

Scott Pollard... The first-year rookie, playing time is unstable, I am afraid it may not be able to cater to Frauss's strategy.

Lauderdale? One mascot, usually only trash time, and will not cause trouble.

"Did I worry too much?" Mo Mengchen thought.

The people's minds are very complicated, just like Mo Mengchen didn't think that Don Ryder's mentality would change before the start of the season. Although he adjusted back later, who promised that it would not break out again someday?

These insiders are also the same, seemingly obedient to him, but really touched their own interests, who would really swallow their voices?

"I knew this guy had such a great right, so he should have more bonuses."

Mo Mengchen has this confidence. After he joined the team, the Pistons are increasingly making money. The original income can only barely keep the team running. Last season's advertising and sponsors, plus the hot ball market, are not those who have not yet. The perimeter developed completely, and a net profit of 30 million in one season.

The Pistons changed to run and bang, the game's appreciation is greatly improved, as long as the competitiveness can go up, sky-high broadcast contract is at hand.

"No, there are too few bonuses!"

Mo Mengchen dialed Osgers' phone again~lightnovelpub.net~ Hello? what happened? "

"I was wrong about the number just now. 350,000 is the third prize."

"...What are you saying?"

"We want to be divided into third prize, first prize one million, second prize 500,000, and third prize 350,000, how do you think?"

"Hey...I have a bad signal..."

Dudu Dudu!

"This bitch!" Mo Mengchen scolded in Chinese.

Mo Mengchen felt that the bonus was reasonable, and to let the insiders make sacrifices, first of all, let them see the benefits, and later promote the concept of indirect rebounds, until the public accepts this concept, maybe the bonus can be reduced or withdrawn .

Mo Mengchen thought so, and called Oscar again...