"Crazy, you're fucking crazy!"

Raymond Braces is a famous manager in the professional sports circle. He and his brother are active in the professional manager circle. Although the name of "Raymond Brothers" is not as loud as Bill Duffy and Jeff Austin, it is also very important.

But now, the well-known manager cursed in front of Zach Randolph. He was anxiously wandering around, feeling upset.

And what about Randolph? The man who was about to get married sat on the sofa with a relaxed look on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the anxious Braces.

"Do you know what you're doing? Do you know how much salary you'll get next season, do you know?" Brasseth stopped and opened his arms at Randolph.

"Next season, 16.5 million." Randolph shrugged.

"Thank God, you still remember it! Then tell me, why do you want to break out of the last year's contract worth 16.5 million annual salary and sign a contract with the Grizzlies with 20 million years and an average annual salary of 10 million yuan? Isn't it good to have 6.5 million?"

"What's the matter? I'm 33 years old. After I execute the contract of 16.5 million for the last year, my next contract may not be 10 million. Now I will sign a 20 million for two years and 20 million for two years. When I'm 35 years old, I can still get a tens of millions of annual salary. I will only make a profit and not lose money." Randolph grinned.

"All nonsense! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Zach. You took the initiative to cut your salary because you wanted the Grizzlies to eat Iguodala smoothly! I'm right?"

This time, facing Brasse's roar, Randolph did not speak, just like a child whose lies were exposed.

"Sure enough, it's true. I really don't understand. What does this have to do with you? If Chris Wallace has the ability, he will naturally convince Iguodala to stay. This is NBA, Zach, this is NBA! It's normal for the players to come and go, and you can't treat yourself badly in order to keep a teammate. I don't agree, as your manager, I have to fight for your best interests!"

Brasseth took advantage of the victory and gave an ultimatum to Randolph.

Randolph stopped laughing, his expression became serious, staring at Braces' eyes, "You're right, you don't understand. You're not a player, you haven't played with the Grizzlies, so you won't understand for the rest of your life."

"I..." Brasse was so angry that his face turned black. Of course, his face was just black.

"Every team wants to win the championship and is pursuing the secret of winning the championship. Many people think that the secret of winning the championship is to pile up stars and pile up all the powerful players together. Haha, it's such an idiot." Randolph did not be interrupted by his manager, but continued to speak.

"Year after year, the championship team won because of the good atmosphere and everyone worked hard to contribute themselves in their roles. Everyone puts the team above themselves, sacrificing themselves in terms of data and even money."

"This is the fucking secret to winning the championship. The secret to winning the championship is outside the basketball court, and it doesn't even matter to basketball! Do you understand? Braces."

"And Memphis has given me too much. A bastard like me, a bad guy, how can Hede get two championship rings? I should have been in New York and Los Angeles until one day I was kicked out of the league and then forgotten by people. It was not until five years later that people saw a sloppy fat man on the street that they remembered, hey, the one that was just walking in the middle of the road was Zach Randolph?"

"Memphis saved my career and even my life. They generously gave me respect, trust, honor and big contracts. Now, it's time for me to give back to Memphis."

"I don't want to discuss this anymore. At worst, I'll give you more advertising commissions. I've made up my mind to 20 million in 2 years."

Randolph said a lot of words seriously and waved his hand. His love for Memphis has long exceeded the relationship between the players and the team's city.

"This is not a matter of commission, Zach. I have been working with you for so many years, and I have treated you as a real person. I just...I don't want you to suffer losses. I won't let you suffer losses and make you earn more. This is my duty." Brasse also calmed down and did not continue to yell and scold.

"Of course I know, you've always done a good job, Braces. I'm very grateful for that. But this time, at least this time, let me make my own decisions, let me make the right decisions by myself. Let me do something for this team and for this city."

Brasse looked at Randolph's firm eyes and sighed. He knew that he could not resist that guy.

"If you insist on doing what, I will contact the Grizzlies. But you'd better explain it to Iguodala first, so that you won't have a salary cut, and he has reached an agreement with the Warriors. At that time, both sides will be hurt." The tough Braces finally compromised, and he must admit that he really doesn't understand some things.

"Hehe, I love you, man. I knew that you could understand me." In an instant, Randolph changed back to his usual hippie smile.

"Leave 'I love you' at the wedding and say to your wife, I'll contact Chris Wallace tomorrow. I hope you're right, Zach." Brasse shook his head and took a can of beer from the Randolph's refrigerator.

That night, Braces was thinking about a question - what magic does the Memphis Grizzlies have?

The next day, news that Randolph jumped out of the contract spread throughout the United States. The Big Black Bear also sent a text message to Iguodala, just as Brasse suggested.

"Don't worry about anything, sign the Grizzlies."

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Link was driving his Ford Mustang in the empty streets of Memphis, and he couldn't believe what had happened these days.

He was originally on vacation in Europe, but a few days ago, he suddenly learned that Randolph planned to take the initiative to cut his salary. The reason for the salary cut was to allow the Grizzlies to successfully eat Iguodala...

Link was shocked, really shocked. Money is important to everyone, let alone $6.5 million!

He didn't expect that Randolph, a guy who was usually careless, would take the initiative to stand up at a critical moment. So Link quickly terminated his travel plan, rushed back to Memphis, and returned to the signing site.

In any case, he had to say thank you to Randolph himself.

When Link arrived at Chris Wallace's office, Randolph and Iguodala were already inside.

"Hey, I said you don't have to come." Randolph waved at Link, looking relaxed, as if today's signing had nothing to do with him.

Link didn't say anything, but walked up and hugged Randolph. Link felt extremely lucky to meet such a teammate in his career.

"Damn, what's going on? I'm already married. My sexual orientation is normal." Randolph pushed Link away. "20 million in two years. If nothing unexpected happens, I will retire in Memphis. So I'll be nice to me, the old man, in the future. Do you hear that?"

"Zach..." Iguodala was also very moved. In fact, he had already prepared to take the initiative to cut his salary.

After careful consideration, Iguodala found that she could not abandon her brothers who fought side by side with her for 48 million and the opportunity to establish a dynasty.

But what Iguodala did not expect was that Randolph made the decision earlier and more decisively than him.

After Randolph's salary cut, the Grizzlies also offered Iguodala a four-year, $48 million contract. In this way, Iguodala had no reason to leave.

"Sign up soon, let the Warriors die of this heart." After pushing Link away, Randolph blinked at Iguodala again.

Iguodala nodded slightly, and then wrote her name on the new contract.

Finally, the main framework of the Grizzlies' championship was successfully retained this summer, although it was at the cost of Randolph's salary cut of 6 million yuan.

Two hours later, news that Randolph and Iguodala renewed their contract with the Grizzlies was officially announced.

Steve Cole looked at this report and felt it was a bit incredible. The price reduction was 6 million yuan. There was such a thing in this world.

At that moment, Cole seemed to realize that the Grizzlies could win the championship, but not just one, one, four, and one, and Link.

Their energy is beyond imagination, even beyond the basketball itself.
Chapter completed!