On the first day after Christmas, Momonchen will go to the airport in two hours to meet with the team, and they will take a special plane to Salt Lake City.

Mo Mengchen was preparing breakfast, but the door was opened.

There is only one person who has the right to not knock on the door and has 250 door keys, that is Momonchen's assistant Amiel Medela.

Her dark circles were very thick and she couldn't cover her with no amount of makeup on her. She probably didn't sleep well last night.

"It seems that the battle was fierce last night." Mo Mengchen mentioned casually.

"The situation of the battle?" Medela suddenly shivered, "Is there a terrorist attack in Detroit?"

Momonchen finally prepared breakfast, a four-layer sandwich with chicken, cheese and yogurt in it.

"No." Mo Mengchen said, "I look at you, it seems that you have a bad rest."

Medela didn't want to talk about this, it was her private matter. If Mo Mengchen knew that her boyfriend had not returned all night on Christmas Eve, how embarrassing would it be to prepare the show and event that she had to entertain herself alone in the end? How embarrassing would it be if she had to do this.

"Apart from the evening game in Salt Lake City, are there any other arrangements today?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Medela looked at the documents and said, "After arriving in Utah, we will hold a press conference to announce the endorsement of DCT, and everything is ready."

"The best-looking sneakers and the most attractive stars." Medela blinked at Momonchen.

So fast?

Dreams  Come  True, meaning that dreams come true. He registered a sneaker company in the name of Ethan. This is part of his business territory. From today on, he endorses himself.

The design of sneakers is also winning by image. After all, he is just an ordinary player now. It is not feasible to attract fans by relying on the star effect. The appearance and quality of sneakers must be required, and his public image is quite good.

Moreover, his stage name "Ethan" is quite popular on the Internet. When the right time comes, he will announce his identity. At that time, it will stimulate a wave of fans to buy shoes.

After that, his strength will continue to improve, and it will be easy to attract fans to buy shoes by relying on his performance on the court.

He designed a perfect development blueprint for himself.

The premise is that everything goes well.

"It seems that I haven't had a rest all day today?" Mo Mengchen said.

"It seems like that," said Medela.

After eating the sandwich, Mo Mengchen said, "Promise me one thing." "What?" said Medela.

"Don't put on such heavy makeup in the future. It's unhygienic and bad for the skin. The most important thing is that I feel disgusting when I look at it." Mo Mengchen said with heartache, "You ruined Rachel McAdams' face."

"I'm not the person you mentioned!"

"I said it was you."

Mo Mengchen was about to clean up, but suddenly, Adrian ran into 250 barefoot: "Doctor! Doctor! Sister is dead!"

"Well?"

Momchen followed Adrian to Ephraim's room. As soon as he opened her bedroom, a smell of rotten smell, the smell of wine and various indescribable odors mixed together pounced on his nose, making him frown.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the chest of Ephraim rising and falling, and his breath was still there.

"I'm sorry, I lied, I was worried that my sister would be so angry in it..." Adrian said.

Mo Mengchen guessed that she woke up in the middle of the night and vomited several times, so she looked like this. When he walked in, he suddenly found that Ephraim was not wearing any clothes.

The first spring scenery in winter bloomed in front of Mo Mengchen.

Utah

Salt Lake City

This is a stereotyped city, with most people in Utah being Mormon, and the people in this area are old-fashioned and boring.

When Malone was selected by the Jazz, he complained to his friends: "What the hell did I do?"

This is a place to test the soul, there is no entertainment place, and most people work and live in a regular manner. Perhaps because they are too depressed, they are unrestrained and extremely fanatical in their support for the team.

Under Jerry Sloan, the Jazz are the grey tones of this era.

Sloan used his talent to bring together a group of less talented players, treating them as robots, and exerting their strengths around Malone and Stockton.

Such a dull city is not of no benefit. For example, people here are open to polygamy.

Don't get me wrong, just be open-minded, most of them can accept this matter, but the law does not support it.

Utah Square, here, Utah’s first DCT chain opened.

At the same time, 56 DCT chains opened across the United States at the same time. On this day, Mo Mengchen appeared at the scene of the Utah chain. They invited many people and media to announce the incident in public.

For the NBA, this is not a big deal.

What's the big deal about a rookie who endorsed a newly established sneaker company?

The camera on the scene took photos. As long as you know these distinguished guests who came to the scene in the photo, you will know that this is a big deal.

There is Joaquin Dura, the future leader of Dura Electric, and RJ Devine, a real estate tycoon in Detroit... These businessmen have a common feature, that is, they have had intersections with Momonchen in St. Lucifer.

"Mo, I want to introduce you to someone - Shannon Poser, the major shareholder of Corona International." Xiao Dula waved his hand, and Mo Mengchen's gaze fell on the blonde lady not far away in the direction he waved.

Corenna International?

Mo Mengchen sounded familiar to him, but he didn't know where he had heard it.

"Ms. Boss, this is Dor.Mo." Little Dura pointed at Mo Mengchen again, "What I just told you, Xiangnong Boss."

Boser raised his glass and smiled: "Mr. Mo has achieved achievements in many fields at a young age. He is so young and promising."

"No, actually I'm not interested in these things. I'm just an NBA player." Mo Mengchen smiled.

Then there was a hypocritical but sincere flattery. Bosser was very familiar with Mo Mengchen and knew his strengths. He didn't blush when he praised him in person. He didn't know who else in this world could be so familiar with his strengths.

Why do people like Poser spend time understanding him, and why do they condescend and flatter him?

This is not difficult to guess. Mo Mengchen thought of the hospital the first moment.

A while ago, Siphus gave him some information about patients and asked him to choose from them. He skipped the list of the top ones. The reason was very simple. He didn't want to have too much trouble surgery. Those surgeries could be replaced by others. Rich people came for his "100%" operation success rate, and he didn't have so much time to accompany him.

Lorenta Poser.

Is it this name? I remember that the child cannot laugh, cannot cry, cannot express anger or pain.

"I see."

Mo Mengchen glanced at Xiao Dula, "You found it?"

"There is no way, Corenna has to give her face, and as far as I know, the operation is extremely risky. The woman has only endless money and a child who can't do anything. Believe me, she will do anything to cure her child." Little Dura said.

With the medical technology of this era, this surgery is extremely risky and requires considerable accuracy. Once a mistake occurs, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It takes at least ten hours.

Mo Mengchen obsessed that since he came over, he had not had a ten-hour operation in one breath, which was also a test for his knees.

"I can't do it."

Mo Mengchen drank a sip of wine.

Xiao Dula asked with a smile: "Is it impossible to do it, or can't do it? Is it impossible to do it because I am worried about failure, or can't do it for other reasons?"

"Is this matter related to you? You are not a doctor, you are just an uninvited fly." Mo Mengchen said indifferently.

"It's really too much. I have consolidated your position in the Pistons. You are so stable now. Isn't it my credit?"

Little Dula was so arrogant that Old Dula was getting worse day by day, and his brother was completely unable to compete with him. He was the future heir of Dula Electric Appliances.

"That's what I deserve, idiot."

Mo Mengchen hummed softly.

"You can't refuse her. No matter what you want, she can give it to you. Believe me, that woman is crazy." Little Dura picked up the wine glass, touched Mo Mengchen's wine glass, and took a sip. "I'll take care of your business and help me put a hundred pairs of sneakers. I'll take it back and give it to our old employees!"

Mo Mengchen sat here, and from time to time someone came to say hello to him.

Finally, Bosser walked towards him with a glass of red wine.

"Doctor Mo, that little monkey should have told you what I want."

Without others, Boser stopped holding on. This way, Mo Mengchen liked a lot. He still didn't like pretending businessmen, which were both hypocritical and disgusting.

"I like how you are now." Mo Mengchen said, "It's much better than before."

Boss picked up the red wine that had been poured out and said, "Doctor Mo, you are my only hope."

"I'm so serious, ma'am."

"As far as I know, Mayo Clinic has quite experienced this case. In the past five years, their success rate of surgery has been 50%," Mo Mengchen said.

"No, not 50%." Poser sneered, "It's 25%. They destroyed some records, but the world is becoming less and less secrets, and nothing can be completely destroyed."

"In the past five years, they have four surgeries, two of which were completely regular surgeries, but they did not record them in the name of clinical trials. Later, they did two more times, one success and one failure..." Boss raised Mo Mengchen's wine glass and took it to him, "Doctor Mo, the only successful surgery was done by you." (Mo Mengchen before traveling through time)

Boser's blue eyes were so cold that it was not as warm as it could feel the slightest temperature. The powerful momentum suddenly burst out, trying to overwhelm Momchen.

Mo Meng took the wine glass calmly, took a sip of it, and did not respond to her words.
Chapter completed!