Brockman is on the way to the position with Link again, which is what he hates most in training.

Although Brockman gives people the feeling of being a violent insider, in fact, this guy is 2 cm shorter than Link. With neither height nor flexibility, Brockman is very struggling to defend Link.

Although the two have already made up their past grudges, this does not mean that Brockman will show mercy in training. This can be said to be Brockman's shortcomings or his strengths. He is used to playing every game, even if it is just a training match, as the most important game.

Link was in possession of the ball from the outside, and Brockman had to open his arms and run to a high position he was not good at to defend.

"Damn, why are you laughing?"

Seeing Link's smile on his face, Brockman couldn't help but curse.

"I smiled at you, but you scolded me instead. OK, then I'm not polite."

Link responded unwillingly, then rushed towards Brockman with the ball.

Although the two are still bickering, the bickering between them is not mixed with any personal grudges.

Just as Link was about to collide with Brockman, the Chinese striker suddenly turned around with Brockman as the axis.

Brockman felt the darkness in front of him, and Link wiped it past him.

When he wanted to chase Link again, Link had already made a quick stop and jump shot from the free throw line. Easy, Link scored again. A steady mid-range emergency stop jump shot, a typical "Link-style" score.

"Hahaha, I'm not polite when I said it, man." Link cheered confidently. Logically, breaking through with the ball was not Link's strength, but he just played this on purpose.

Although Brockman has a small forward figure, he is slower than many NBA-level fourth position. Since Link upgraded yesterday, he has always felt that his body has become much lighter. So he just did an experiment.

As it turns out, he is indeed more at will to try to break through with the ball now. Brockman's defense seems to be slow motion to Link, and he is much easier to do those extraordinary moves than before.

Faced with Link's ridicule, Brockman was not angry, but just scratched his head.

As soon as he turned around, Link had already broken into the free throw line. Brockman always felt that Link seemed to have become much faster today.

However, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a professional player to quickly improve his physical fitness in a short period of time.

"It must be an illusion." Brockman told himself, but he didn't know that his feelings were actually extremely accurate.

In this way, today's confrontational training ended. As always, the team led by Link won the game.

The day after tomorrow, the Blues will challenge the Dallas Mavericks' subordinate team, Texas Legend, away. Because they have to go home to pack their luggage, and Link has been practicing too hard these days and needs a good rest. Therefore, today, Link did not stay and practice more, and he went home early as soon as the training ended.

I thought this would be an ordinary and energetic day. However, as soon as Link walked out of the training hall gate of the Blue Team, he was stopped by an old man with gray hair.

"Link, thank goodness, I'm still because you want to practice more. Fortunately, you didn't let me wait too long."

The old man greeted Link in a familiar way, as if they had known each other for a long time. However, in fact, this was only their first meeting.

Although it was the first time we met, Link recognized who this guy was at first sight. He was a little surprised, but he still tried hard to cover up his surprised expression.

"Let's go, let's find a place to talk. You haven't contacted me yet. I think, maybe I should contact you on the initiative. Being wary is a good thing, Link. But at least you have to give me a chance to pry open the lock in your heart."

The old man smiled and pointed at Link's chest, "I've ordered the restaurant, let's talk."

"Okay." Link nodded and followed the old man into the car.

The visitor was not someone else, it was Jeff Austin who called Link a few days ago! This super manager airborne Oklahoma, not for Durant, not for Westbrook, not for James Harden.

But for a rising star in the development alliance.

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Whether before or after traveling, Link had no idea about high-end restaurants. So when he walked into this restaurant, which was dressed in casual clothes, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, Link. Our seats are in the second floor cubicle, which is an extremely private space. So, you don't have to care about your outfit."

As if he saw Link's predicament, Jeff Austin immediately eliminated Link's embarrassment.

From this small detail, Link can see the difference between a garbage manager like Super Manager and Carl Jones. Jeff Austin is good at comforting players, and even these small details do not forget to think about the players.

The most important thing is that he is so big that a manager with an annual salary of one million US dollars actually went to Oklahoma specifically for himself, which is enough to prove his sincerity.

After sitting down, he ordered the dishes. Jeff Austin looked at Link with a smile. He did not directly talk to Link about cooperation, but started chatting from life.

"I heard that you fired your former manager and paid him $50,000 in liquidated damages? That is to say, did you play for the Rockets in 10 days?"

Seeing Link looking at him in surprise, Jeff Austin smiled, "Don't be surprised, I'm a professional basketball manager. To us, intelligence means money. Therefore, we won't let go of any gossip."

"Well," Link nodded, "but spending $50,000 to see a person clearly, the cost is not high if you count it like this."

"Hahahaha, that's right. But I have to point out that you're not doing it wisely. The correct way is to leave it alone before signing a new manager. After signing a manager, the manager will help you handle it. If it's me, I can help you handle the breach of contract more smoothly. Even if you really have to pay the liquidated damages, I can help you advance the payment. If you don't have 50,000 yuan you earned on the Rockets, you don't have to waste it."

"Why did you tell me this?"

"Because I want to say that managers serve the players, and our job is to help you handle things outside of the basketball court. Managers should follow the players' ideas, not the players are led by the manager. Trust me, even if we fail to reach a cooperation agreement in the end, these words will be very applicable to you."

Link sighed, there would be no harm without comparison. Just by saying these few words, Jeff Austin and Carl Jones are not at the same level at all. If he had met Jeff Austin earlier, he might not have had to make such a big turn.

"Mr. Jeff Austin, I know how famous you are in NBA. I believe in your abilities and I am confident in your connections. But I don't understand why a manager like you must look for me?" Link stopped beating around the bush. He needed a reasonable reason to believe another manager who suddenly appeared.

"Do you want to hear the truth? Because the market behind you is too huge, Link. Although you are a Chinese American, your yellow skin will not change. For this, you have unique commercial value compared to other NBA players! I am not a philanthropist, and I will not help a Development League player for no reason. But you are different, we can achieve a win-win situation."

Halfway through Austin, the waiter brought the dishes up. After the waiter left, Austin continued.

"I will not deceive you in false ways. I tell you clearly that I want to find you because you have the value I need. But in the same way, I will not just focus on squeezing your value without caring about your future. If you are not at ease, I can promise on the contract. Before you sign a guaranteed NBA contract, I will not charge your contract commission, and I will not take you to participate in commercial activities. And before that, I can bear all your food, clothing, housing and transportation costs for you."

Austin offered his own conditions. At the draft, there were indeed many managers who stuffed money to the rookies and allowed them to reach a cooperation agreement. But Link was not a rookie, so Austin changed his "submit money".

"In fact, I've been through several NBA teams, and they're all interested in you. What I mean is the kind of interest in signing a guaranteed contract. Take you to play for ten days and make some quick money and get out? Please, that's not my style of doing things. As long as you say a word, Link. You don't even have to go to Texas to play away the day after tomorrow, because I'll send you into the NBA's gate immediately."

"NBA?" Hearing these three letters, Link's eyes lit up, "You mean, the NBA team is interested in me?"

"Hahahaha, who wouldn't be interested in someone who scored 52 points in the Development League and broke the personal Development League score record? Don't worry, NBA is your stage. For you, the Development League can't do anything at all."

Jeff Austin launched all his "bargaining chips" in one go, no commission fee was charged before signing a guarantee contract, and no business activities were allowed before NBA, and all living expenses were solved before Link and NBA teams were officially cooperated.

Link must admit that such bargaining chips are too generous.
Chapter completed!