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Chapter 228 Young Man, You Win! (2 More, Please Subscribe)

Although Zhou Yan didn't say it clearly, his meaning was actually very clear.

Letting Ressler take over the Hawks may not be the right decision.

After speculating in stocks for a long time, only money and the currency equivalent to money are in my eyes.

In the eyes of the old Reiss, those players are real people who work hard for their dreams and livelihoods, but in the eyes of Ressler, they may be commodities that can be put on the shelves at any time.

It's not that pure businessmen can't lead the team's rise or revival, it's just that Reis worried that the Eagles at that time were no longer the one he remembered.

The spirit of the team does not lie in the record, nor in the number of fans. It is only hidden in the players, hidden in the depths of the gleaming logo.

Times have changed, and people have changed one crop after another, but the spirit has never been cut off, and has been passed down from generation to generation.

"It would be great if I could win a championship before giving up..."

Zhou Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Old man, it's okay, I hid it deep enough! I endured it long enough! If I don't say anything, I have to get up and leave and go straight to the team manager's office."

Of course, these words were just in his mind, Zhou Yan couldn't really say them out.

Adults have their own rules for socializing. Sometimes even if everyone tacitly understands it, they still have to pretend to be confused. It would be boring to expose everything.

"Of the 30 teams in the league, only one can win the O'Brien Cup and win the championship a year. It's not easy!"

When he said this, Zhou Yan had a whim, thinking that he must be a negotiating genius in the war years, the kind of level that can make enemies shake hands and ask for peace.

"Recently I learned a new sentence from young people. I like it very much. It is called: How many times can you fight in life, and when you don't fight at this time? Have you heard it?"

Reis flashed a scheming smile.

Zhou Yan sees it, but doesn't say it.

"It's the first time I've heard of it, so please tell me what it means.

"It means that time is tight and opportunities are rare. If you miss it, it is difficult to meet again, and there will be no chance to do it again, so you must seize the moment!"

"Oh, that's how it is."

Zhou Yan put on a gesture of sudden understanding: "Then how to grasp it?"

"I still have a year left."

After Old Reis uttered these words, his aura changed drastically.

Where is the old man, who is clearly full of energy and hale and hearty!

"Holy dude! I'm fucking (bfaj) hooray!"

Zhou Yan saw that Lace instantly turned into a middle-aged man, and almost jumped out of his chair.

"Old man, could it be that you have been studying Eastern Buddhism all these years?"

"It's not Buddhism, but Taoism. Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and after three there are all things.

"Well, the essence of our Chinese nation has been learned by you, a foreigner, hahahaha!"

Seeing Zhou Yan laughing, Old Lace also laughed heartily.

They are all smart people.

Smart people always communicate like this. It seems easy to themselves, but it confuses outsiders.

"Let's talk about the conditions."

"This is fast forward to the negotiation of conditions?"

"It's come to this point, it's meaningless to pretend any more, it's better to open the skylight and speak plainly, it's convenient for me and you."

Zhou Yan stared at Old Lace for a long time, always feeling that what the old man said was not groundless.

"Are all businessmen so savvy?"

"Of course you have to be smart when doing business, otherwise you will lose money, how can you make money?"

"There are so many people doing business, and everyone wants to make money. Whose pocket does the money go to in the end?"

"Nonsense, of course he is someone who can make money!"

Old Lace simply threw away his crutches.

"As soon as you landed at the airport, I made a good guess about what happened next. The famous Zhou Yan parachuted into Atlanta. He couldn't be here for a trip, right?"

"My agent told me that the free trade day is coming to an end, and I have to pick a new team as soon as possible."

"If your agent puts Hawk in any of the options, you can consider firing him."

"Yeah, so he's my agent now, and instead of going to New Jersey, I'm in Georgia.

Old Lace stood up and poured Zhou Yan a cocktail himself.

"Brandy Alexander, I made it myself, try it?"

"Thank you, but I prefer the cup of Cuba Libertad that you hid."

Zhou Yan showed a smile that was neither awkward nor rude.

"Young man.....Young man......"

Old Lace was stunned for a second, then he just sat on the expensive sofa and shook his head when he came back to his senses.

"No more talk?"

"Tony, I'll just call you that first."

When you enter the country, you have to do as the Romans do --- the habit here is that no matter how senior you are talking to the elders, you don't need to use honorific words or titles, just call them by their first names.

"Do you think it's worth spending money to buy a championship?"

Old Lace shook his head.

"Think again?"

"It's not worth thinking about it any more."

"Fine."

Zhou Yan stood up while talking, picked up the glass of brandy Alexander, drank it down in an almost barbaric gesture, and then walked straight to the door.

Leisi remained calm, like an old monk in meditation.

step.

two steps.

three steps.

The distance from the sofa to the door is not very far. When Zhou Yan took the seventh step, he was almost reaching the doorknob.

"Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect the old and love the young!!"

Finally, Leisi couldn't sit still anymore, he turned around and yelled at Zhou Yan's back.

"Tony, it's almost done. You're almost 70 years old. How can you get along with me?"

"Hahahahaha! You kid! No wonder even Pat Riley can't do anything about you. I think unless Auerbach's condition improves and he returns to 50 years old, no one in the world can take you down!"

There is no doubt that Old Reis was very angry at this time.

But laughing is also true.

He laughed back in anger.

He was more than two rounds older than Zhou Yan, and the reason he made the concession in advance was simply to let the other party retreat, who knew that this young man was not only full of arrogance, but also very angry, and he didn't save any face.

If you say you are angry, you are really angry.

If I say appreciation, I really appreciate it.

"Grandpa, you are wrong about that."

Zhou Yan turned around, smiling very brightly, like a little fox who has succeeded in plotting.

"Even if the cardinal returns to 40 years old, he still can't cure me. Zhou Yan is Zhou Yan. If Zhou Yan is controlled by others, then I will not be me anymore.

What else can Reese say?

I had no choice but to smile wryly and wave my hand, telling Zhou Yan to sit back quickly.

Before we even started discussing the business, the rightful owner just left, which is not in compliance with the rules.

"Cuba Liberty is in the kitchen, and you can take it whenever you want to drink, but before that, I still want to hear something more practical."