Wei Xia was in a state of hesitation, and he didn't know what the Knicks were about him.

Judging from the arrangement of the hotel and the operation of letting Lala Darbi wait for him in the hotel room, they wanted to please him, but during training, no one came to communicate with him except to tell him what to do and how to do it.

Larry Brown had a vaginal face throughout the whole process.

Maybe he was worried that Wei Xia would let him waste 20 minutes in vain. After all, he was old and probably hadn't had much time, but he was wasted 20 minutes by this arrogant young man! 20 minutes! How unforgivable! He may have to spend the Knicks in the next few years in vain in the Knicks, a team that has no hope at all, but they have given enough money at least, why should Wei Xia waste his time?

Wei Xia didn't know what Brown had in his mind. He completed all the training on time, and almost every item was the highest standard.

“We will make a serious assessment of your trial results, goodjob!”

This is the last thing Brown said to Wei Xia today.

He said "goodjob" and said it was like saying "fuc*    you".

"Thank you." I hope he didn't hear the additional meaning of "Please die for me" from Wei Xia's equally unpleasant tone.

Just when Wei Xia thought the Knicks had no feelings for him and was about to leave, the smiling assassin, who gave him the highest standard of courtesy but didn't even meet him, appeared.

"Felix, are you ready to be a New Yorker?" Thomas said in a surprisingly authentic way.

His voice was sharp and stopped Brown, who was no longer planning to look at Wei Xia, and turned to look at where Wei Xia and Thomas were.

Wei Xia responded with a smile: "Sir, I don't want to be wrong about you. Is this your promise to me?"

Thomas snapped his fingers with agility: "Yes, this is my promise. Every New Yorker wants you to join us. If I don't do it, they will squat the tower and rush to my house with a machine gun to shoot all my family. For the safety of my family, you must become a New Yorker!"

Thomas's words are too exaggerated.

If he is not exaggerating, Wei Xia has a very legitimate reason not to join the Knicks - playing here is in danger of being wiped out by the whole family, which is terrible.

"I don't know what to say," Wei Xia forced herself to laugh, "Thank you, you are the most honest general manager I've ever seen these days."

"Oh? Really? Could it be that the drunkard in the Bay Area did not pretend to be drunk at the dinner table and made any promises to you?"

When he saw Thomas' real person, Wei Xia found that he had been demonized by the outside world.

In terms of conversation and behavior, he is very black, familiar, humorous, and has a natural good voice that is very magnetic, giving people a good sense.

Wei Xia almost got caught in a mess.

The moment the words came to his mouth, he controlled his impulse: "Chris stopped drinking anymore, and he advised me not to drink."

"Ha, alcohol is not a good thing, but if you are sad, drinking a little will help you fall asleep." Thomas also turned on Mullin's dark history. "The alcoholic is now preaching to young people all day long. When the Warriors almost sent him to self-discipline and confinement, he still drank heavily, so he is really not a good example. He said that he quit drinking now, do you believe it? I don't believe it. Maybe what he said at the dinner table is just a drink and drink too much. You must not believe his side words easily."
Chapter completed!