NBA's Chinese King: The more girlfriends I have, the stronger I become.

Chapter 11 Kate



Chapter 11 Kate

One o'clock.

Dallas.

Five people were intently watching the computer screen.

On the computer screen was the Jazz vs. Rockets game that had ended a few hours earlier.

To be precise, it was the footage of Wang Xiucheng on the field during the last five minutes of the match.

The game was played without any fast-forwarding, and none of the players showed any impatience.

A few minutes later, the match ended.

Kidd, wearing reading glasses, broke the silence.

"Tell me about the information you received."

A man in a white shirt pulled out a piece of paper and said, "Wang Xiucheng, a freshman at Houston, only played in the NCAA..."

“Tell me some valuable findings,” Kidd interrupted him.

“Wang Xiucheng’s contract is a two-way contract,” the man said.

"What? A two-way contract?"

This was indeed unexpected by Kidd and disrupted his original plans.

"Have someone keep an eye on things in Houston for now. If there are any changes to Wang Xiucheng's contract, let me know immediately," Kidd said after a moment's thought.

If Wang Xiucheng is on a minimum salary contract or a rookie contract, he can ask team general manager Harrison to trade players with the Rockets at will. As long as the salaries are not equal, he can ask the Rockets to offer a minimum salary or a rookie to balance the salaries. At that time, there will naturally be an opportunity to include Wang Xiucheng in the trade.

But now Wang Xiucheng's contract is a two-way contract, which makes it difficult to operate.

Because two-way contracts don't take up salary cap space, suddenly requesting to include a two-way contract in a trade could easily attract the Rockets' attention, which would be like stirring up trouble.

So now we can only wait.

When Wang Xiucheng's contract becomes permanent, he may even be laid off.

Although Kidd doesn't think Stone is really that stupid.

……

Boston.

Udoka and Stevens sat in the office.

“His ball control skills are top-notch. Even if he has other issues, I think he's good enough to be a substitute in our team.” Only one light was on in the room, and Udoka’s head was shining brightly.

Fortunately, Stevens had already adapted.

“But it’s a two-way contract,” Stevens said.

“It is indeed troublesome.” Uduka leaned back in his chair. “We can only keep an eye on Houston for now.”

"Don't worry, if there are any changes to Wang Xiucheng's contract, I will contact Stone immediately."

A few minutes later, Stevens said goodbye to Udoka and went to the parking lot. Just as he got into his car, his phone rang.

The screen shows Jason Tatum.

"Jason, are you still awake?" Stevens answered the phone.

"Stevens, tell me, is Udoka interested in that Chinese man?"

Stevens frowned slightly. It seemed that someone in the upper echelons had a good relationship with Tatum.

That's true. Tatum is the undisputed cornerstone of the team, and everyone wants to get along with him.

“Just admiring it,” Stevens said.

“Stevens, I told you I’d help you and the team win a championship in three years at most.” Tatum paused slightly, “but you know I don’t like that Chinese guy.”

“Jason, you’re overthinking it. Nothing will happen.” Stevens smiled, opened the car window, and let the cool air into the car.

If he had to choose, he would of course choose Tatum; it's not even a question.

……

When Wang Xiucheng left the stadium, it was past midnight.

Players like Green have their own drivers and bodyguards, and if they weren't attending the post-game press conference, they would have left the arena long ago.

Therefore, Wang Xiucheng was almost one of the last people to leave.

Fortunately, we should have a day off tomorrow, or at least today, so we don't need to report to the team.

Tomorrow, the team will fly to Los Angeles in the afternoon to begin their away game.

And they'll be playing the Lakers twice in a row, which is really exciting to think about.

Lakers fans consider these two games a sure thing.

The Rockets have also earned the nickname "Houston's ATM".

"Today I got 2 points, 4 assists, and 1 rebound, with a plus-minus of 6 and no fouls. I earned 200 system points. Not bad."

As Wang Xiucheng walked towards his car, he calculated the points he had earned.

Just as I took out my keys and was about to get into the car, a white MPV not far away suddenly opened its door.

Wang Xiucheng hadn't actually noticed the car there. He instinctively wanted to walk to the other side of his own car, after all, this was the United States, a country where guns were rampant.

But unexpectedly, a woman got out of the car.

Wang Xiucheng's eyesight was quite good; he recognized the person almost instantly.

It was Kat Dennings.

She wore a simple yet stylish pair of denim shorts, showcasing her fair and sexy legs, and a pair of pristine white sneakers, exuding a vibrant aura.

Although it was evening, the uniquely designed ruffled blouse she wore cleverly showcased her figure, especially her breasts, which were impossible to look away from.

In late October, Houston was still a bit chilly at night. As soon as Kat Dennings got out of the car, she shivered. Her signature bright red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't utter a single syllable.

Wang Xiucheng opened his car door and threw his bag inside.

When Kate Dennings saw that Wang Xiucheng ignored her and was about to get into the car, she knew she had been rejected.

She had anticipated this outcome, after all, she was more than ten years older than Wang Xiucheng.

I'm the one who's an old cow eating young grass.

But the next moment she saw Wang Xiucheng walking this way, her heart suddenly raced, and her hope was rekindled.

Each breath she took was filled with longing and anxiety, her chest heaving violently with each rapid breath.

At that moment, Kat Dennings looked like a wronged girl, her eyes welling up with tears.

"I shouldn't have come to see you, but the thought of you going to play away games for so long made me..."

When the tall and handsome Wang Xiucheng came to her, Dailins didn't know what to do with her hands.

Denise's on-screen image has always been that of a carefree and outgoing person; it's unexpected to see her with such a feminine side.

It seems that Hollywood actors in the US are quite good at acting.

"But you're still here."

Wang Xiucheng's deep, resonant voice instantly captivated Dailins.

Delins could no longer control her emotions. She grabbed Wang Xiucheng by the collar, pulled him into the MPV behind them, and straddled his lap.

……

"I know a new nightclub that's closed tomorrow, let's go have some fun today."

Christopher, Garruba, and Martin had just walked out of the arena.

"Aren't we going to look for Wang? He passed us so many balls," Garuba asked.

"He won't go. I heard from the team's veteran staff that the Chinese don't like this kind of thing. Yao Ming, Zhou Qi, and Jeremy Lin all didn't get involved in this kind of thing."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

The group walked excitedly toward their car, but suddenly, Garuba, who had good eyesight, spotted a white MPV in the distance.

"Look at that car, isn't it shaking?"

As Garuba was speaking, he was about to go forward to take a look when Christopher grabbed him.

"Mind your own business. This is America, not your country. If you don't want to die an unexplained death, then don't meddle in other people's business."

After saying that, the three got into the car, turned on the music, played all sorts of vulgar black rap, and then started the car and drove off in one direction.

They would never guess that Wang Xiucheng was in that car right now, having a friendly conversation with Kat Dennings.


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