Chapter 169 Liu Yifei
When the Heat rushed to Los Angeles, just as Yang Mo had expected, the newspapers were flooded with climax articles from various basketball commentators. They finally caught a game where the Heat lost and Yang Mo's statistics were not good, and they directly equated Yang Mo with the team's cancer.
Yang Mo silently added these vicious words to his favorites, waiting for the day when he would be slapped in the face. This was Yang Mo's pleasure. He liked to watch the funny scenes of those stupid commentators going back on their words.
The Heat arrived in Los Angeles. Yang Mo had just turned on her phone when Lu Xueman called her: "Hello, Yang Mo, where are you?"
"At the airport. I'm about to go back to the hotel with the team to rest." Yang Mo replied simply.
"Wait for me at the airport. I'll pick you up right away. You still have a lot of work to arrange."
"But this doesn't comply with team rules, right?"
"I've already talked to Pat Riley, and he agreed." Lu Xueman explained, and then added: "You are now the leader of the team. You have privileges in the team, and you don't have to follow some rules. This is the privilege of the strong, do you understand?"
"Um..." Yang Mo agreed .
"Okay, I'm hanging up. I'll call you when I get there."
Lu Xueman's style of action is vigorous and resolute. She hung up the phone as soon as she said she would. The busy tone was heard immediately. Yang Mo hung up the phone with a wry smile. It was actually very lucky to have such a beautiful agent. She didn't have to worry about commercial sponsorship. She would help you handle everything carefully. But at the same time, it was still a bit of a headache because she was indeed too strong in some aspects.
About ten minutes later, the team's bus hadn't arrived yet, but Lu Xueman had already come to the team. Being punctual and trustworthy was one of her characteristics. When she got here, she told Spoelstra that she wanted to take Yang Mo to shoot the commercial. Spoelstra disagreed, but Lu Xueman didn't ignore him. She just said, "Talk to Pat Riley about this matter," and then she took Yang Mo away.
Spoelstra was left alone sulking: Damn, Pat Riley, Pat Riley, is all you can do to put pressure on me?
Spoelstra felt humiliated, but he really couldn't do anything about Yang Mo. Yang Mo was the core now, and winning depended on him.
"Just wait, brat, sooner or later I will kick you out of my team!" Spoelstra roared viciously in his heart. As Yang Mo became stronger and stronger, his dislike for Yang Mo became stronger and stronger.
Yang Mo didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew what he was thinking, Pat Riley would definitely sacrifice his pawns to save his coach if he went on strike at this time. There were many coaches of Spoelstra's level, but it was rare to find a core player like Yang Mo who could be used as a cornerstone. When comparing the two, of course Spoelstra would be thrown away.
Spoelstra was obviously confused. He initially had a grudge against Yang Mo because of his national sentiment. Later, Yang Mo ignored his expression and became stronger and stronger, and finally became the core. This psychological gap from top to bottom made his jealousy turn into hatred, which gradually took root in his bones.
After Yang Mo followed Lu Xueman out, they got into a luxurious extended Hummer. After sitting down on the luxurious sofa inside the car, she asked in confusion, "Did you buy this car?"
"Of course not. This is a special car that McDonald's has provided for you. It's a great honor for you." Lu Xueman shook her head and took out a black bank card from her pocket. She said, "Hey, this is your reward, 7.5 million US dollars after tax. I deposited it in Citibank for you. This is their limited edition black card."
"Black card? What is that?" Yang Mo frowned. This was the first time he saw it.
"When you go out to play, put this card on the table, and women who know what's good will flock to you. It's much more useful than the keys to a Rolls-Royce." Lu Xueman said unhappily.
Yang Mo smiled after hearing this, reached out and touched Lu Xueman's frosty cheek, teasing: "Are you so willing to let me go out and hook up with women? Your mother has already recognized me as her son-in-law."
Yang Mo's glib words made Lu Xueman blush slightly. She was a little confused for a moment, then said seriously, "In addition to shooting this commercial today, you also have two interviews. One is with CCTV , and the other is with Basketball Pioneer. Both are very important. You need to build good relationships with these mouthpieces that control public opinion. This is very important for your business prospects."
"The schedule is so full? I haven't had a good night's sleep these days." Yang Mo clicked her tongue, with a slight complaint in her voice.
“Just think of piles and piles of money, and you’ll feel much better.”
Yang Mo closed his eyes and thought about it, but his mood still didn't get much better. Then he thought about the woman again, and this time he finally felt much better.
Seeing the corners of Yang Mo's mouth slowly rising, Lu Xueman couldn't help but complain: "You can think about money like this? I didn't realize it, little Grandet."
"What's money?" Yang Mo laughed and said affectionately, "I'm just thinking about you."
"Miss me?" Lu Xueman felt a sweet sensation in her heart subconsciously, and her tone softened a little: "What do you miss about me?"
"I want the two of us to be naked in bed, facing each other, and then we start doing the things we love..."
Before Yang Mo finished speaking, Lu Xueman, with a flushed face, roared in anger: "Shut up! You filthy rascal!"
She asked Yang Mo to shut up, but Yang Mo refused. Instead, he said shamelessly, "Unless you kiss me, I will keep telling you what's in my head. I took off your coat first, and then I touched the base of your thighs. Mm, they were so slippery! Then I reached out to your chest. At this time, your eyes began to blur and your lips softened slightly. I gently moved closer..."
Before Yang Mo finished speaking, Lu Xueman stuffed his mouth with a piece of bread next to him. At this time, the blush on Lu Xueman's face had spread to below her neck, almost reaching the jurisdiction of the two big white jade rabbits.
Yang Mo found it very amusing to see Lu Xueman being so shy, but she knew when to stop and didn't continue.
There is a limit to being a hooligan. If you go too far, you become a hooligan. If you play by the rules, you appear to be a sultry person. This is a technical job, and Yang Mo was able to do it with the help of the six-pointed star. In the past, he was unable to do anything, and it was difficult for him to talk to girls, let alone being a hooligan, a high-end and classy way of picking up girls.
Soon, the extended Hummer brought Yang Mo to the filming location, which was a studio in Hollywood. When she entered the studio, Yang Mo saw a fairy-like woman at first sight, Liu Yifei? ?
Yang Mo's eyes widened immediately, and she looked at it carefully twice, then turned back to Lu Xueman for confirmation: "Do you think that person looks like Fairy Sister Liu Yifei?"
"What are you looking at?" Lu Xueman said unhappily, "She is the heroine of this advertisement, and you two are partners."
Liu Yifei is going to shoot a commercial with me?
When Yang Mo thought of this keyword, he was stunned . Because... Liu Yifei was his fantasy object during his teenage years.
