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Two Four Two: Christmas Battle

242: Christmas War

That afternoon, Rachel did not go back to train, but accompanied Avril to the street for the afternoon, but the physical fatigue caused was definitely no less than Chuck Daly's exercise for Doug Rachel. In the evening, Rachel rubbed her already tired and swollen calves and complained to Avril: "Hey, baby, I don't think I will never go shopping with you again. It's really tormenting."

"Don't you stay with me?" Avril glared at her eyes and said angrily.

"I dare not accompany you?" Rachel hurriedly begged for mercy.

"I told you not to accompany you, I told you not to accompany you!..." Avril ran to Rachel with a smirk and then kept poking Rachel's body. At first, he just wanted to scratch Rachel's itch, but in the end he got closer and closer. In the end, the two of them were entangled together, and there was another lingering.

The next morning, Rachel got up early in the morning. Of course, this has something to do with the number of times he controlled last night. Otherwise, Rachel probably wouldn't have gotten up so early. After washing up, she had some breakfast. While eating breakfast, she took the time to read the newspaper and found that there was an interview with Erin Andrews. She quickly looked at it carefully and couldn't help but smile, because Erin Andrews said in the interview that Doug Rachel was a very gentleman man and had no relationship with him. The two were just good friends.

After breakfast refreshed, he ran to the training hall with a refreshing heart. Since the Kings of Sartmento went out to play away, the training hall seemed very quiet. Only Chuck Daly was taking Artest to train shooting at the training hall. After Rachel changed her clothes, she immediately ran to the training ground.

"Mr. Chuck, it's morning!" Rachel greeted with a smile while warming up. In fact, in Rachel's subconscious, she hoped that Chuck Daly could forget what happened yesterday.

"Uh, it's so early, Doug!" Chuck Daly responded indifferently, as if he really forgot to punish Rachel, which made Rachel feel a little surprised, but soon Chuck Daly raised his chin and said to Rachel, "Warm up faster, you have to punish one thousand more for a return run today!"

When Rachel heard Chuck's gentle words, she couldn't help but feel listless as if she was deflated by the ball, and she couldn't hide it from the truth.

After finishing warming up slowly, Chuck Daly shouted loudly: "Run back, a thousand times, speed!go!"

Next, this scene happened in the King's training hall - an old man in sportswear sat on the sidelines with a cup of coffee and drank slowly, while the other two strong men kept practicing three-pointers, while the remaining one was running back and forth at the two bottom lines of the basketball court...

"Rest! Continue in the afternoon!" I don't know how long it took, Chuck Daly, who was sitting next to him with a leisurely face, gave an order to make the three of them feel comfortable after constipation.

Huh! Rachel gasped heavily and walked over with her steps frivolously. By the way, she took off her already wet clothes, revealing her strong muscles, and twisted two pairs of clothes with the remaining strength. Although it was pure cotton, the water squeezed out was as high as one-third of the drink Rachel poured in the morning.

"Doug, your physical condition is enough to support you in forty-eight minutes. You are the same freak as Dennis, always full of strength and passion." Chuck Daly quipped Rachel's wet shoulders.

"Forty-eight minutes? Haha, that should be fine!" Rachel smiled awkwardly. Although she was very tired, she still had the energy to support her speaking. In fact, according to Rachel's physical strength limit, it didn't matter if she continued to turn back for another hour or two.

"You can't play Christmas? Do you think it's a pity?" Chuck Daly asked suddenly.

"What a pity? What a pity?" Rachel asked blankly, not keeping up with Chuck Daly's state of thought at all.

"What a pity David Stern carefully arranged the big drama of the East King Prince West?" Chuck Daly said with disbelief.

"A big drama? Do you overestimate this game?" Rachel said with some disdain. Obviously he did not take this game seriously.

"Haha, you don't care about this game because you just treat him as a game. Although I've been in the league for a long time, I still know that you and LeBron James are the two new stars that the league has recently promoted. I think David Stern and the sponsors of you two must hate you so much, especially LeBron James' sponsors. After all, you don't need to be exposed too much when you make headlines every day, but LeBron James is different. Although he claims to be a powerful small forward in the future dominating the league, he is in the newspapers.

The influence in the media is far less than that in your entertainment section, especially in the entertainment section, because you have caused too many things and you are a best-selling record singer, so you can make headlines almost every day. But LeBron James is different. Apart from the newspapers in basketball paying attention to him, he has no other influence. This year's Christmas battle has undoubtedly become the best hype gimmick for him and his sponsors. But you know that your kid has caused such a big disaster. You said that they hate you!" Chuck Daly said with a smile on his face.

"You mean I blocked LeBron James's path to wealth?" Rachel said with a confused look on his face.

"Of course!" Chuck Daly looked as if he was taken for granted.

"I can block LeBron James's wealth. Oh my God, when did I become so strong? You know that when I was studying, almost every child who played basketball regarded him as a goal to surpass, because all basketball magazines were reporting his news. You know, the thing I envied the most at the time was that he could have a Hummer when he was seventeen. This is simply too hard to believe. Although I know I am very popular now, I never thought that I had suppressed LeBron James now." Rachel said in a shocked look. Although Rachel was often compared with LeBron James before, he never thought that he would surpass LeBron James' status, because the psychological effect when studying was too great.

"Listen, man, although many media are still slandering you, your strength is indeed unquestionable! I think this can be reflected in the rising numbers in your bank account. Is your income exceeding 50 million US dollars this year?" Chuck Daly suddenly turned the problem to annual income, and Artest and Bunchwells next to him immediately came over, with curiosity on their faces.

"Uh, 50 million? Surely not! But it should be a big difference. You know I have my own website, my own brand, my own record. In fact, next summer, I plan to build my own music label with Avril! Of course, what I mean is not far different means pre-tax income!" Rachel said very honestly. In a sense, Doug Rachel never had the talent to hide the facts.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Artest and Bonchiwells next to them immediately kept talking. For them, this money was an unattainable number.

"Is there a difference between before and after tax? Buffett pays more taxes every year than employees of his company. You know, capitalists always have various ways to avoid taxes, such as charity, funds..." Chuck Daly said with knowledge.

"Hahaha!" The four of them laughed tacitly...
Chapter completed!
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