Chapter 233: Desperate
In the cheers of Yang Mo's fans that night, everyone overlooked one thing, that is, Yang Mo scored 15 points, 10 rebounds, 6 assists and 3 blocks. Although the points and rebounds have decreased, the assists have increased a lot. The reason is that he began to focus on honing his passing skills on the court. Although he made 4 turnovers, it is always inevitable to have some bumps in the beginning. No one can be Jason Kidd right from the start.
Yang Mo is now following what Lu Xueman said, doing his tactical duties conscientiously, taking over the game when Wade is resting, and otherwise always cooperating with Wade to run tactics and set up fast breaks.
Yang Mo sacrificed her own personality, and the two of them worked together like fish in water and were extremely well-matched.
However, Yang Mo cannot sacrifice like this forever. He does not want to be a role player or second in command for his entire life.
It was already midnight when the bus arrived at the hotel in Los Angeles. After the team's vice president of management announced some rules, the team dispersed and everyone was allowed to have fun during the All-Star weekend.
However, Yang Mo had no time to play. He slept in the hotel until about 6:30 in the morning, and Lu Xueman called to urge him to get up. By the time he finished washing up and walked to the hotel lobby, it was already 7 o'clock. As soon as he reached the door, Lu Xueman ran over in a hurry, took Yang Mo's hand and walked out and walked into a giant GMC nanny car. After getting in the car, Lu Xueman began to plan the itinerary for Yang Mo: "At 8:30 this morning, attend the signing ceremony of Nike. At 10:30, attend the signing ceremony of BMW, and at 11:30 is the signing ceremony of Pepsi..."
Lu Xueman listed the names of sponsors one by one like a revolving lantern. Yang Mo felt overwhelmed after listening to them. This schedule was too busy. Today, there was an event almost every hour, and it was scheduled until the early morning of the next day.
After Lu Xueman reported all the names of the sponsors, she continued to arrange tomorrow's affairs: "We can probably get 80% of the sponsors today. Tomorrow Stallone will invite you to dinner, and the executives of Universal Pictures want to discuss the specific shooting time with you. You can probably relax the day after tomorrow, but the All-Star Rookie Game will start the day after tomorrow. Oh, by the way, there will be a concert by Girls' Generation tomorrow night."
“Oh my god!” Yang Mo slapped his forehead and said with some sadness: “Other people are resting during the All-Star Game, but I’m working so hard!”
"You're risking your life to make money." Lu Xueman rolled her eyes at Yang Mo and said, "You earn more money in one day than others earn in dozens of lifetimes, and you're still complaining about your misery. You don't know how to appreciate the good things you have!"
"I...ah!" Yang Mo really didn't know what to say, so he just sighed and stopped talking.
Soon, the car arrived at the Staples Center. Nike held the signing session here, which was enough to show their importance to Yang Mo.
Under the leadership of Lu Xueman, Yang Mo went to meet the senior management of Nike. After some introduction, they specially asked someone to do a physical function test on Yang Mo. The result was very encouraging. All the indicators of Yang Mo were very active, which made Nike very happy.
After completing a series of inspections, the director of the R&D department handed Yang Mo a pair of sneaker models. They were mainly purple in color, and upon touching them carefully, they actually contained python leather. They looked very delicate. Yang Mo liked them very much, but at the end she saw two letters: SY!
Masturbation?
Yang Mo subconsciously pronounced a flirtatious word according to the first letters of the pinyin. She quickly asked the head of the R&D department, "Is this my first signature shoe? What do these two letters mean?"
"SY, super yang." The director explained very seriously: "We originally planned to use YM, but later found that it would be easily confused with Yao Ming, so we used super yang!"
"Uh..." Yang Mo bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's not masturbate anymore. Let's find another one."
"No need for SY?" The minister asked in confusion, "Why?"
“Because there is ambiguity.”
Yang Mo insisted, and the minister had no choice. After all, these were Yang Mo's signature shoes, and everything had to be based on his will. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's discuss this in more detail."
Soon it was half past eight. Yang Mo and the president of Nike walked quickly towards the press conference site. As soon as they appeared, there were flashes of spotlights below. It was a grand scene. Nike's media resources were indeed not to be underestimated.
As soon as the two sat down, the host introduced the powerful alliance between Yang Mo and Nike in an exciting and affectionate tone. No one was interested in these clichés. The reporters below wanted to know how much the endorsement amount was, because this was what the audience was most interested in.
After a long opening speech, the host finally stopped keeping the audience in suspense and dragged out the words to whet their appetite. At the end, he finally announced this number: "The endorsement amount Nike gave to Mr. Yang Mo is... a record-breaking... 120 million US dollars."
One hundred and twenty million?
At that moment, everyone was shocked . This amount surpassed Durant and LeBron James. Even though the US dollar has been depreciating in the past two years, it has never depreciated so much!
Amid the chaos below, the host continued to drop a bombshell: "The contract is for five years."
Five years???
The uproar from the audience was even louder. Durant and LeBron James' contracts were both seven or eight years, but Yang was only five years. The amount was bigger than theirs, but the number of years was shorter than theirs. Was Nike trying to promote Yang to be the top player of Nike? What would James and Durant think?
There were voices of dissent from the audience, but Yang Mo was very calm. Anyway, for him, no matter how incredible the people below thought it was, 120 million US dollars went into his pocket. Moreover, Yang Mo did not think that the contract was expensive at all. After experiencing the crazy night of Sartorius, he felt that the contract was too little and should have directly bid up to 150 million US dollars.
There was a lot of discussion below, but Yang Mo and the president of Nike signed the contract with smiles on their faces, officially reaching a cooperation agreement. Then the question-and-answer session began.
"Mr. President, did you offer Yang perhaps the largest sponsorship contract in sports history because Yang is a superhero?" The first question the reporter asked when he stood up was very sharp.
"No, we only care about Yang's performance on the court. He is the only player among this year's rookies to reach 18+10. His performance is memorable and he is worth the price." The president said very confidently.
But people still don’t believe it, thinking that he must have taken a fancy to the Asian market behind Yang Mo and her rapidly rising popularity due to the recent superhero incident.
" Yang, are you satisfied with this sponsorship contract?" A reporter immediately asked Yang Mo the question.
"Satisfied, but I would be more satisfied if the amount was a little higher. " Yang Mo laughed.
This statement caused an uproar at the scene again. One hundred and twenty million US dollars is not enough? Is this a huge demand?
But at this moment, the president of Nike smiled and added: "If the sneakers sell really well, we are willing to give you a share of the sales."
And there is a share of sales? Oh my god!
The sports reporters at the scene went crazy. This was definitely the most outrageous sponsorship contract in sports history. Nike actually offered a power forward who was less than 6 feet 5 inches tall a sponsorship contract that exceeded the NBA's No. 1 player, LeBron James, and also offered a share of sales. Did Nike's top executives collectively take a brain-dead pill?
