Chapter 30 Draft
"What are you mumbling about in your mind?" Lu Xue glared at Yang Mo, as if she wanted to see through him.
Yang Mo felt a little guilty when she stared at him like that. She quickly moved her eyes down and took in the two round breasts on her chest. Damn Lu Xueman, she was actually wearing a tight shirt. Doesn't this arouse endless reverie? Yang Mo immediately laughed and pointed at her breasts and teased, "I'm guessing if this is real."
Hearing this, Lu Xueman shook proudly, and in an instant, waves of ripples appeared on her snow-white tights... It was top-notch! Soft, elastic, and so big, a perfect weapon!
Yang Mo swallowed subconsciously.
"You look like a dead man. All men are bad." Lu Xueman said rudely.
"What do you know? Confucius said that food and sex are human nature. Besides, you dress so sexy, and you don't allow people to have sexual fantasies. I didn't really do anything to you." Yang Mo firmly stood on the man's side and defended himself. After saying that, he didn't forget to add a sentence: "Miss Xueman, you haven't been dumped by a man, have you?"
"Tsk!" Lu Xueman snorted coldly and said, "None of you men are good. I don't want to date you."
After Lu Xueman said this, Yang Mo suddenly realized and exclaimed: "So you are a lesbian, no wonder you hate men so much."
"You are a lesbian, your whole family is a lesbian. Just because I don't like men doesn't mean I like women."
"So... you plan to live alone for the rest of your life?"
"It's better to die alone than to be abandoned by you men." Lu Xueman said, becoming more and more excited: "Anyway, none of you men are good."
After saying that, he actually stood up and left quickly.
Yang Mo was stunned. He didn't think he had said anything wrong. Why did she suddenly get so angry? Weren't they just talking about sex? Could it be that this girl had been stimulated by something?
Yang Mo couldn't help but wonder what had happened that caused Lu Xueman to become so disgusted with men.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out, but I remembered another thing: she doesn't like men and she is not a lesbian, so could it be... that she is still a virgin?
When Yang Mo thought of this, she felt inexplicably happy for a moment. Then she became gloomy again: Come on, this girl is too fierce. It is better not to have any other contact with her except for the agency business.
After a while, the waiter brought dinner. Yang Mo hurriedly swallowed a few pieces of medium-rare steak that was still bleeding, then paid the bill and left.
The next day, Yang Mo practiced three-point shooting for another day in the training camp.
On the third day, Lu Xueman came and took Yang Mo to New York. On the way, he didn't say a word to Yang Mo, making Yang Mo seem like his enemy. Yang Mo felt a little regretful. He originally thought he had picked up a cheap agent, but now it seems that she is more like a beautiful explosive bag.
After arriving in New York, Lu Xueman contacted the league officials immediately. Then, she used some unknown means to get a round table near the front for Yang Mo. This was extremely difficult for an unknown player like Yang Mo.
In the afternoon, Lu Xueman met with Pat Riley, the general manager of the Miami Heat, and started negotiations with him in a very strong manner. During the meeting, Yang Mo felt several times that Pat Riley would be driven away by Miss Lu's aggressiveness, but the result was that Pat Riley increased the contract amount by two million.
After the meeting, Miss Lu even said to Pat Riley in a congratulatory manner: "Mr. Riley, I am very happy to have the opportunity to cooperate with you. You will become famous because of my player Yang Mo, and this will be the most brilliant chapter in your professional management history. But... we cannot guarantee that we will report to Miami, because the great basketball god Mr. Michael Jordan has also expressed a strong interest in my player. He even expressed his willingness to use the first round pick to select Yang Mo. I believe you also know what kind of personality Michael has. He will fight for the ball on the court and will not admit defeat on the court."
After saying that, he shook hands with Pat Riley, whose face was stiff, and turned and left.
After Lu Xueman turned and left, Yang Mo smiled embarrassedly at Pat Riley and said, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't expect her to be so aggressive. Actually..."
"It's okay, Yang." Pat Riley patted Yang Mo's shoulder and turned around to comfort Yang Mo: "Business is business. Your agent is great. Although she makes me passive, I admire her very much. You don't have to worry about this matter. Our cooperation is on the court, and you don't have to worry about everything off the court."
"Thank you." Yang Mo quickly shook hands with him.
After a few greetings, he quickly ran up to catch up with Lu Xueman.
When Yang Mo caught up with Lu Xueman, before she could criticize Lu Xueman, Lu Xueman had already criticized Yang Mo: "You just went to apologize to Pat Riley, right?"
"You are too strong..."
"It has nothing to do with how strong I am. This is business, this is business, and pursuing maximum benefits is our rule of the game. Chinese social etiquette doesn't work here." Lu Xueman stopped and said to Yang Mo seriously, "You are too unprofessional. If you do this again in the future, I will not take you to any business negotiations."
"I'm your boss...can you be nicer?" Yang Mo complained unhappily.
"I'm your agent, not your wife. There's no need for me to flatter you on everything." Lu Xueman's tone was still serious.
When Yang Mo heard this, he laughed, put his hand on Lu Xueman's shoulder, and said, "Then you might as well be my wife."
Yang Mo put his hands on Lu Xueman's shoulders, and his hard chest pressed against her shoulders. She could clearly feel her body trembling, which was a very strong physiological reaction. But then, Lu Xueman turned around with a stern face and said, "Let go, or I will sue you for sexual harassment."
"It's just a joke. We are all compatriots. There's no need to be so heartless." Yang Mo muttered and let go of his arm angrily.
Yang Mo let go of her hand, and a sense of loss suddenly flashed across Lu Xueman's face, and then she quickened her pace and walked forward.
Seeing her like this, Yang Mo couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "You clearly want me to hug you, but you're pretending to be so serious. You clearly need a man, but you're so repellent. This is obviously suppressing your nature. Sooner or later, your endocrine system will be disturbed and you'll die at a younger age."
The next afternoon, Lu Xueman led Yang Mo into Madison Square Garden, which was already crowded with people, including various draft players, agents, team managers, and media reporters.
Lu Xueman led Yang Mo through the streets for a while and walked towards the press box. As they walked, she whispered to Yang Mo, "You will have your first interview in a while, so be professional."
"Interview?" Yang Mo was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"I used a lot of connections with my classmates to find a reporter from CCTV. They promised to give you a five-minute interview, which will most likely be broadcast live. You must perform well at that time. This is related to your business prospects in China, do you understand?"
"Yeah!" Yang Mo nodded. He suddenly missed the freedom he had without an agent. At that time, he could make his own decisions on everything and didn't need to be arranged by others.
But what can she do? She is doing this for her own good anyway.
The frustrated Yang Mo could only fantasize in her heart : Damn Lu Xueman, one day, I will pin you to the bed and give you a good beating.
