Los Angeles, Water Drop Studio.

“yes,yes!”

Jerry Lee, who hung up the phone, looked as if he was silly and could not stop smiling. He raised his arms in his office and kept waving his fists to celebrate.

"You can go to the foot basin again to have fun!"

Thinking of the last happy journey in the foot basin, he really had endless aftertaste. He was a little sad and disappointed by the rumors that Mr. Kurai was about to retire recently, because he did not succeed in the last time, so he had to find a way to try the depth and fulfill his wish no matter what.

"Tsk tsk, the key is that the money is not enough! But this time, the boss is here too, maybe you can think of a way..." He touched his chin and thought with a humble face. Suddenly he thought of something, his eyes lit up, walked to the door, opened the door, and shouted.

"Yibei!"

"What's wrong, what's wrong, boss? What's wrong?" A young Chinese man with a shirt and tie and meticulous hairstyle suddenly stood up and trotted all the way in front of Jerry Lee.

"Come in, close the door." Jerry Lee walked back to his desk and sat down to look at the Chinese young man in front of him. His name is Anderson Guo. Yibei is his Chinese name. He is the director of online reputation management (orm) and one of his main teams. He is responsible for using accurate and effective big data technology and disseminating creativity. Through the management of the entire network information, the use of search optimization technology, the exposure of positive information is increased, negative information is suppressed, and the healthy brand and reputation image are displayed to the audience.

"Just just now, the big boss called me and asked me to bring someone to fly the foot basin and help Universal Studios Osaka establish a crisis public relations department. In this way, you can pick a team from the old driver's team and we will go and brush the foot basin copy!"

When Guo Yibei heard this, he swears excitedly, "Damn, my Tomorrow Flower, Asami..."

"Get out, Mami is mine!" Nai picked up a pencil on the table and threw it at Guo Yibei and cursed with a smile.

"Yes, yes, boss comes first."

"Get out and arrange staff, we will fly to Osaka tomorrow."

“yes sir!”

Seeing Anderson leaving happily, Jerry Li Wei squinted her eyes, touched her chin and pondered for a while, picked up her phone and found the number, and dialed out, "The capillary ~ You are so slight, Imai Jun, I am Jerry, yes, yes, it's me, haha... Of course I miss you, I'm going to have a flying foot basin recently, come out to get together, haha, and [ ] you understand me..."

I have to say that in order to brush the foot basin copy, Jerry Lee also tried his best, at least it was fine in Japanese!

"... Since there isn't, then spend money to buy it. I think many teams are willing to sell it in the current downturn in the global economy!" In the carriage, Andy, who had a comfortable face, raised his mouth, tilted his head and clamped his phone with his shoulders. While tidying up his pants, he smiled at the phone.

The beautiful face of the originally fair and white face was extremely red, her eyes were flowing, and her eyes were filled with hushing between her eyebrows, Sister Ziling was holding the makeup mirror and lipstick, and was putting on makeup. When she heard Andy's conversation, she couldn't help but look at him.

"Boss, this is exactly what I think. The goal has been set on three teams, namely the Hornets' 21 pick in the first round, the Thunder's 25 pick in the first round and the Timberwolves' 28 pick in the first round. This year, many teams will give up their picks because they don't want to bear the burden of guaranteeing contracts for rookies, so we have a great chance to win a first round pick."

The Rockets general manager Morey, on the other end of the phone, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his originally entangled and nervous expression also became joyful. There was no way. Previously, the Rockets had already given the draft picks of the 23rd and 53rd picks in 2009 to the Kings and the Spurs respectively in the transaction, so they had no draft picks this year and could only reserve potential new players through cash purchases.

Among the teams with the 20th to 30th picks in the first round, only the Hornets, Thunder and Timberwolves said they hope to sell the draft pick or use the draft pick for trading. The Rockets want the Hornets' 21st pick in the first round, but the Spurs and the Raptors also want to buy that draft pick. The Rockets are facing competition. In this way, Morey can only ask the big boss's opinion first. After all, the money to spend is not a small amount.

"Boss, most of the rookies this year are concentrated at the mid-level, that is, the strength of the 15th pick and the 25th pick will not be too different. If we can get a draft pick with a 21st pick, the potential new players we can choose include Ohio University center B.J. Mullens, Wake Forest point guard Jeff Ticchi, UCLA double-seater guard Jon Horeid, and especially 7-foot center Mullens, who will be a good backup for Yaoo."

"Um?"

When Andy heard the names Morey mentioned, he was stunned. He had no impression at all. Even if he was a pseudo-fan, he knew that Griffin had become the No. 1 pick and two very awesome players, Curry and Harden. As for the three people Morey mentioned, what the hell are they?

It’s okay to not lean at all. Are you spending money to buy a draft pick and this guy is going to get some garbage back?

Taking advantage of the financial crisis to buy the bottom and spend money to buy draft picks is undoubtedly a wonderful idea for the Rockets, who is not short of money, but Andy really doesn't believe in the vision of Morey.

Although Morey is also a believer in data king, the player's data can be swiped. I have to say that there are really a lot of parallel goods. He doesn't want to buy some mascots and spend money to let them gain weight on the Rockets.

"You can buy a draft pick, but if you choose a player, Bob Myers will take responsibility." Andy said straight to the point without judging around the bush. He really can't trust Morey's vision of selecting players, especially rookies.

"..." Morey smiled bitterly on the other end of the phone. After a brief silence, he laughed silently in self-deprecatingly and replied: "I understand, boss."

"Darill, don't think too much. I have always said that professional matters are left to professional people. You are very good at the Rockets' operations, but let Bob Myers, the operation director, help him with the player transactions. I believe you can cooperate well." Andy didn't want to let Morey down the heart of the very serious and responsible general manager, and comforted him a little.

"I understand the boss." Hearing the big boss's comforting words, Morey's expression on his face looked a little better. Indeed, he is not good at basketball issues that are very professional and strong. "Boss, the Wizards' first round No. 32 draft pick is offered at $2.5 million, you see..."

"Isn't there any more forward ones? I've read the newspaper before, and there will be several talented players this year." Andy frowned unwillingly.

When Morey heard this, his face became bitter. There was no way. There was a rich and willful boss like this. He always asked some difficult questions and ideas to make them embarrassed.

No one will sell the top 10 draft picks in the first round. Even the Los Angeles team that costs money even if they die is a 1st pick this year, they are counting on the No. 1 pick to change the fate of the Broken Boat. It is conceivable that other teams with bad performances will not give up the opportunity to rise.

"Boss, there is nothing we can do about this. Even if we lack money, other teams will not sell the top 10 picks in the first round, unless they are sky-high, but no one will do that." Morey said the truth.

"Okay, you guys discuss it and send me a copy of the candidates at that time." Although Andy can't remember too many NBA stars, he has also read a lot of sports reports. Maybe he will have a vague impression of it. Maybe you can refer to it. "By the way, let me greet the players and coaching staff. They did a great job. Although I can't come to the scene to cheer them on, I have been paying attention to the game. I hope they can play steadily without being arrogant and impatient. Don't underestimate your heart of the championship!"

"It must be brought to..."

After hanging up the phone, Andy couldn't help but smile. The Rockets' playoff record this year is really crazy, especially Yao Yu, who is in the interior. Facing his first round opponent, the Trail Blazers, Yao Yu was simply overturned in the interior. The Trail Blazers had no players to defend him. Although the Trail Blazers had Roy and Aldridge at the time, they could not defend Yao Yu at all. Several other giants of the Rockets made efforts at the same time, and the Trail Blazers were directly fooled and were swept out 4-0.
Chapter completed!