Chapter 42 Transaction Occurs
On January 15, 1993, Wang Tiejun returned to the game with the consent of the team doctor.
The Suns just played three away games and returned home yesterday to face the Charlotte Hornets tonight.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, he and his teammates came to the training hall to prepare for training.
"Mark, just now, your deal was finalized. I hope you are happy with the Bulls! I have notified your agent and he will call you."
At this time, General Manager Colangelo appeared, called Mark West aside in public, and told him that he was traded to the Bulls, and the bargaining chip was the Bulls' first-round pick next year.
"What?"
Mark West was shocked. He didn't expect that he would be traded. You know, he was the team's main center before.
"It's all that damn Chinaman's fault!"
With red eyes, he glared at Wang Tiejun fiercely.
But that’s all, he doesn’t dare to provoke Wang Tiejun now.
Rookie Oliver Miller is somewhat happy. With the departure of Mark West, his playing time should be able to increase a bit, which is good news for him. He should be able to become the first substitute at the five position.
Next, Mark West received a call from his agent and left the training base.
His departure did not cause any ripples in the Suns. After all, he had no status. The Suns had several All-Star players, and he had little presence.
Colangelo called Oliver Miller over again and said only one sentence: "Oliver, train well and maintain your weight. I hope you can do your job well when K is not on the court."
"Yes, sir."
Oliver Miller's heart trembled, and he quickly nodded yes.
He clearly heard a hidden message in the boss's words: If you are useless, I will sell you out.
Colangelo then said to everyone: "Gentlemen, from now on, the Suns' lineup will be stable, there will be no major changes or reinforcements, and we will go all out to impact the championship."
"champion!"
Barkley was the first to roar excitedly, followed by the others.
"Champion, champion..."
Lao Wang also joined in and yelled a few times, just to fill in the numbers and pretend to be someone else.
But in fact, he doesn't know much about the NBA championship, nor does he have any pursuit for it. That thing means nothing to him, at least that's how he thinks now.
After signing a multi-million dollar contract, his financial problems were solved. Now he is a local tycoon who became rich overnight. He does not have any extra thoughts and just wants to get the money after playing for a few years. He has not thought about the future yet.
But when it comes to honor, being born in New China and growing up under the red flag, in that collective environment that emphasizes dedication, he attaches more importance to national and collective honor. When he was in Cangzhou Sports School and the provincial team, he also dreamed of representing the national team in the world championships, and he also dreamed of standing on the podium wearing the bright red national flag.
During a break in training, he came to Barkley curiously and asked, "Charles, is the championship important to you?"
"certainly."
Barkley's eyes widened and he said excitedly: "That is the most important honor for a professional player. Every one of them wants it. Don't tell me you don't want it."
"Uh, yes, I want it too."
Wang Tiejun was stunned and smiled awkwardly.
Barkley is also a very smart man. When he saw Lao Wang's expression, he immediately understood that the damn guy in front of him didn't seem to take the championship seriously at all.
He immediately got angry and started cursing: "Damn it, Lao K, you actually have no pursuit of honor, you idiot, you idiot who has no career dream to pursue..."
"Who said I don't have it? I want to win the Olympic championship." Wang Tiejun said angrily.
"I already took it."
When Barkley heard this, he immediately said proudly.
"You actually won an Olympic championship?" Wang Tiejun said with shock and admiration.
The Olympics is the stage where the five-star red flag can fly at the top of the world. It is the ultimate dream that Chinese athletes can strive for their entire lives, including him.
"In 1992, at the Barcelona Olympics just a few months ago, our American men's basketball team was known as the Dream Team, and I was the main power forward on the team, haha!"
Seeing Lao Wang looking at him with admiration, Barkley laughed triumphantly.
"Brother, tell me about the Olympics and I'll help you win the championship."
When the Olympics were held in July, he had just been released from prison and came to the United States from China to work illegally. He was also heavily in debt. How could he have the mood or energy to pay attention to the Olympics? Now that it is mentioned, he really wants to know.
"Okay, but you have to promise to help me with all your strength. These few years are very important to me. If I don't win the championship in these few years, I will be old."
Buckley said.
"No problem." Wang Tiejun agreed without hesitation.
Barkley thought for a moment and said, "Or I can help you get into the US team? Our group may not participate in the next Olympics, and the three super centers are all old. You have a chance."
"I'm not an American." Wang Tiejun was a little confused.
"You can immigrate. If you apply for immigration now, I guarantee that the Immigration Bureau will approve it immediately based on your big contract. You don't even have to wait in line," said Barkley.
Wang Tiejun quickly shook his head and said, "Why would I want to join the American team? I just want to join the Chinese team and beat the American team."
He is unaware of the long-term impact that his experience in prison will have on his family and future generations, otherwise his mind would not be so pure.
"Charles, you've been playing for so many years and you're so strong, why haven't you won a championship yet?" he asked.
Actually, with his experience over the years, whether it was a martial arts competition or a city-level basketball game, he basically won. He rarely lost. From the perspective , he didn't quite understand why Barkley hadn't won a championship for so many years. It was a bit harsh to ask this question.
Barkley said with embarrassment and anger: "Do you think it's that easy to win a championship? Don't think that your ability is so great. The three super centers are so strong, but none of them has won a championship yet."
"Really?" Wang Tiejun was truly surprised.
He now more or less understands what the three super centers are, better than he understands Jordan, because he is also a center and pays more attention to centers and less to other positions.
With the strength of three super centers, none of them has ever won the championship. This championship is really hard to win. Who snatched it away?
"Get up, rookie, I'll teach you how to put that damn ball in the basket."
Barkley stood up, kicked Wang Tiejun and cursed: "The basket is so big and you are so close to it, why can't you throw it in?"
"I used to be very accurate, but didn't I stop shooting for two years? My wrist has grown bigger, and the feel and accuracy are gone."
Wang Tiejun said somewhat aggrievedly.
