In mid-December, the Pistons defeated the Nets at home and achieved ten consecutive victories.

During this period, Mo Mengchen was in a hot state, averaging 21 points, 11 rebounds and 7 assists per game, and was elected Player of the Week for the first time in his career.

Their winning streak began suddenly, and if they were not careful, they had already won ten consecutive games.

"If you remember what happened to us last time, you shouldn't have any imagination about the outcome of this game."

Two days later, on December 17, the Pistons will face the Lakers at home Los Angeles.

This is their second time this season. Last time in Los Angeles, O'Neal defeated all sides. The Shark Flu affected the Pistons' team and they lost to their opponents.

The Pistons cannot beat the Lakers, which is a consensus from the outside world.

When encountering a center forward like O'Neal in the running and bomb system, it is like seeing a snake in the Eagle. No matter how fast they are, the former can destroy it at a low post.

What's more, O'Neal is not as slow as he was in his old age. There are many players in the Lakers who are good at flying and running.

Before the game started, everyone was nervous.

Logically, they shouldn't be nervous.

They played ten consecutive victories, with considerable advantages in psychology and momentum, and they were also at home. The Lakers should be nervous.

December 16

Mo Mengchen's album was sold well, not only earning him a lot of money.

This was the era of rapid development of the Internet in 1996.

But, in this era, there is no Google, Wikipedia, Facebook, YouTube, Twitter…

Mo Mengchen knew very well how strong these companies would have in the future. Now that he has such capital, he must not miss this great opportunity.

He decided to start with Google, Facebook, and YouTube.

Especially Google.

Medela was having breakfast, but his boss stared at her with an extremely ambiguous look.

Medela subconsciously protected her chest and said in horror: "What do you want to do?"

"Ephraim hasn't left yet!"

It seems that I will do whatever I will do if Ephraim leaves...

Mo Mengchen put away his smile and said, "How are you looking for the two people I asked you to find?"

"The agreement was made, but they wanted to monopolize 60% of the shares," said Medela.

Mo Mengchen was not surprised by this result. Both of them were dragons and phoenixes among humans. Although the hidden dragon was in the abyss at this time, they would definitely soar into the sky in the future. There is this kind of vision.

So, he said: "Work harder, I want to get 45% of the shares, and it doesn't matter if I invest more money."

"Boss, why do you want to invest in them?"

Medela didn't understand, and those two Chinese didn't look special.

Judging from his contact, one of them often smiled but looked disgusting, full of beastly clothes; the other one looked sharp-mouthed and monkey cheeks, looking like the leader of a cult organization...

"If you ask you to do it, just do it honestly and don't ask so many questions."

Mo Mengchen didn't want to explain, nor did he want to attack her too much. After all, she may need to deal with investing in or establishing Google, Facebook, and YouTube in the future.

"Mengchen, tomorrow is your game against the Lakers, right?"

Before leaving the door, Ephraim asked again.

This is the third time she has asked since yesterday.

"This is the third time you asked me this question. What's wrong?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"Third time?"

Ephraim patted his forehead and said, "Maybe the work pressure has been too high recently, that damn case."

"Then you really have to come to the game tomorrow. I believe it will be a wonderful game." Mo Mengchen kissed her on the forehead. "Work is important, and proper relaxation is also important."

"I know, see you tonight." Ephraim left Adrian again, "He will give it to you."

Adrian said: "Sister, are you going to abandon me again?"

Why do this kid have so many dramas?

"Sorry, I'm too late."

Ephraim apologized, revealing the metaphor between his eyebrows that he would leave Adrian next time, and he waved his hand while going downstairs.

Watching her sister leave, Adrian breathed a sigh of relief: "Doctor Mo, do you have anything to eat?"

"Aren't you very reluctant just now?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Adrian said helplessly: "If you don't do this, your sister will be sad. You know, women are sensitive creatures."

"Where did you learn these messy things?"

Medela remembers that on Thanksgiving, Adrian was still an interesting little brat, and now he has transformed into a boring little brat who is biased against women.

It was okay for Medela not to say this. As soon as she said it, Adrian seemed to have found evidence and said excitedly: "Doctor Mo, look, like Amire, she is the most sensitive. I just said something casually and she was so excited. Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Mo Mengchen smiled and didn't want to help Medela speak.

But now he is biased against Ephraim, which is not possible.

Mo Mengchen squatted down and whispered: "Adrian, listen to me, everyone is a unique individual, you cannot simply insert a certain feature into them."

"That's right!" Medela discovered that his boss could be a kindergarten teacher.

Mo Mengchen glanced at her, wondering how happy she was.

"It is rare for women like Amire to be excited. You can't think that women all over the world are like her just because there is an excited woman around you. This is wrong, do you know?"

Medela stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning.

Adrian focused on the key point.

"Your sister has been under great work pressure recently, so you can't cause trouble for her. If she does something bad, come to me and I'll help you "please" her." Mo Mengchen said this, and a lewd smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Mo Mengchen's words simply came to Adrian's heart

The 10-year-old brat nodded with emotion and said, "You are right, Dr. Mo!"

"Sister not only has a bad temper recently, but she is also not very self-aware. She knows that the things she cooks are very bad, but she insists on me to eat enough and not allow me to come to you... She says I can't cause trouble for you... She also says I've always complained all day long and I can't do anything, I'm just a child!"

Wait a minute, why did I suddenly become the same camp with him?

No matter how bad Ephraim has, he doesn't come to me.

This little brat should be educated...Mo Mengchen suddenly regretted it, but after he said it, what else can he do?

Think about it again, if even a gentle woman like Ephraim has undergone a drastic change in temperament, she would have encountered a very difficult case.

"Are you hungry?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Adrian shook his head with tears in his eyes: "I can't eat it."

"What a pity." Mo Mengchen raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Don't cry, you are a boy, be stronger, what a big deal."

Although what your sister makes is indeed unbearable and difficult to swallow.

Then you don’t have to do this... That’s your sister, no matter what, she is still a woman who pulls you up with shit and urine (not an adjective).

Right?

Mo Mengchen turned around and looked at Medela who was constantly rolling his eyes: "Let me find out later. I want to know what happened to Ephraim recently."

"Oh..." Medela responded.

There was no surgery arranged in the morning, Mo Mengchen personally sent Adrian to school and then drove to the Henry Ford Training Center alone.

His shooting training began to decrease, and his pace of defense increased.

This is also to maximize the training effect.

Even though he practices shooting every day, his shooting attribute points are like they have encountered a bottleneck and the improvement speed is slow, so he can only change his strategy and reduce the amount of training.

At the end of the day, both offense and defense were practiced.

During lunch, Mark Jones invited everyone to dinner at a newly opened Japanese restaurant outside.

During the meal, Jones deliberately sat next to Mo Mengchen and got close to him.

Mo Mengchen knew very well about his intention, but he wanted to win over himself.

He had no intention of choosing between Collins and Jones. As long as it did not affect the harmony within the team, as long as it did not affect the quality of training, and as long as it did not affect the game, even if these two people cut each other with knives, he would not intervene.
Chapter completed!