Chapter 533 Coach, you don't want Roy Iverson to lose his job with the Nets, do you?
Chapter 533 Coach, you don't want Roy Iverson to lose his job with the Nets, do you?
"Don't worry, coach. I know my body. If I really can't recover, I won't play. Trust me."
Wang Xiucheng was well aware of Uduka's concerns.
Udoka is the Nets' coach, so naturally he is responsible for the Nets.
Wang Xiucheng is the Nets' star player. If he forces himself to return to play in the World Cup and aggravates his injury or leaves any hidden dangers, it would be difficult for the Nets to accept.
The Nets are not responsible to the Chinese national team, but they are responsible to the Nets' fans and owners.
Although Wang Xiucheng is also one of the bosses.
“Here’s what I’m thinking,” Udoka paused for a moment, then said, “I plan to have Ben Sullivan accompany you during the World Cup, and also send a team doctor, so the team will have a better understanding of your physical condition. What do you think?”
Wang Xiucheng is not only the Nets' star player, but also a minority owner of the Nets.
Therefore, even Udoka, who is usually assertive, used a tone of negotiation.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiucheng's eyes immediately lit up.
See, the new coach is exactly the same as me!
Wang Xiucheng appeared to be thinking for a moment.
“It’s not impossible, but you know, our national team training is always closed off, and it’s very difficult for outsiders to get in.” Wang Xiucheng seemed a little embarrassed.
"What do you mean?" Uduka saw the smile in Wang Xiucheng's eyes and asked.
"How about we let Ben Sullivan join the Chinese national team's coaching staff? That way he can stay with me all the time."
Upon hearing this, Uduka finally understood Wang Xiucheng's intention.
This time, the Nets also need to take responsibility to the Chinese national team!
"I have no problem with this, but I need to ask for his opinion."
"Of course, but I believe he won't refuse."
"Why do you say that?" Uduka was genuinely interested this time.
"I heard that Roy Ivey has joined South Sudan as one of your assistant coaches and will lead South Sudan in the World Cup this summer."
Upon hearing Wang Xiucheng's words, Uduka nodded, confirming that such a thing had indeed happened.
“You may not know this, but South Sudan and China are in the same group,” Wang Xiucheng said.
Wang Xiucheng's sentence was only half-sentenced; he didn't say the second half, but Uduka frowned slightly at that moment.
In fact, Udoka hadn't paid any attention to the World Cup events involving China and South Sudan; his biggest concerns right now were the draft and the upcoming trade market.
How could he possibly care about which national team is in which group at the World Cup?
But Wang Xiucheng's words just now surprised him slightly.
If China is really in the same group as South Sudan, and China loses the game, will Wang Xiucheng be dissatisfied with Roy Ive?
Don't say that they are all professional players, it's impossible for them to have any grudges because of this.
Chinese players are different from American players, and Udoka is well aware of this.
If Wang Xiucheng is truly dissatisfied with Roy Iverson, it's likely that after returning to the Nets, as a minority owner, he and Roy Iverson will find it difficult to get along peacefully.
He'd seen far too many of these kinds of things between bosses and coaches.
Even if Wang Xiucheng doesn't care, do you think the Chinese fans can be indifferent?
“I will persuade Ben Sullivan,” Udoka said solemnly.
If Ben Sullivan can join the Chinese coaching staff, then this matter will be simple.
It would be best if China won.
Even if we lose, we can just let Ben Sullivan take the blame.
Furthermore, Uduka did not believe that with Wang Xiucheng and Ben Sullivan, who understood Roy Ive, the Chinese team would lose to a country like South Sudan.
Wang Xiucheng laughed when he heard what Uduka said.
Wang Xiucheng's words actually carried a threatening tone.
You don't want Roy Iverson to lose his job with the Nets, do you?
Don't assume that Udoka taking over the Nets is a sweet job.
For Uduka, this job was a hot potato.
Nash led the team to the championship, but was unprecedentedly dismissed.
If he can't even handle his relationship with Wang Xiucheng properly, and even gets dismissed midway because of it, he'll probably have a hard time making it in this industry in the future.
If you can't even use a trump card, what kind of hand are you playing?
……
The evening of July 6.
Barclays Center.
The 2023 NBA Draft.
As Adam Silver announced the name of Juan Manuel Wernborg, the Spurs, who had this year's number one draft pick, finally got their wish and selected the player hailed as a once-in-a-century unicorn.
In his office, Wang Xiucheng watched as the frail Wen Banya stepped onto the stage and embraced Xiao Hua on TV. Finally, the phone in his hand was answered.
"Wang? I didn't expect you to call me."
Wang Xiucheng sounded somewhat listless on the phone.
“Hey, time’s tight, I’m not going to waste time with you.” Wang Xiucheng picked up his phone, leaned back in his chair, and said directly, “I need you. Do you want to come to Brooklyn?”
"what?"
As soon as Wang Xiucheng finished speaking, the previously listless voice on the phone immediately became louder and even shrill.
"I think you heard me clearly," Wang Xiucheng said into the phone.
"Are you kidding me, Wang?" the person on the phone asked urgently. "You mean my team wants to trade me? And neither my agent nor I knew anything about it?"
“It’s not your team that wants to trade you, it’s me and the Nets who need you.” Wang Xiucheng explained patiently, “I just want to know your thoughts. I don’t want to trade for a player who didn’t want to come in the first place, you know what I mean.”
There seemed to be a few seconds of silence on the phone before someone said, "Could you give me a little time?"
“I’m afraid not. You need to answer me now because this trade involves tonight’s draft picks,” Wang Xiucheng refused. “Once this trade gets out, it could attract the attention of other teams.”
The person on the phone seemed to sigh, "I'm a professional player, and I respect the team's choice."
Wang Xiucheng said seriously into the phone, "You haven't answered my question."
The person on the phone sighed again: "Yes, I want to go to the Nets."
“Very good.” Wang Xiucheng finally smiled. “I will urge Sean to complete this deal as soon as possible.”
Wang Xiucheng used the phrase "to complete this deal" rather than "to negotiate this deal".
This let the person on the phone know that the deal had probably been under discussion for a while.
After hanging up the phone, Wang Xiucheng stood up and slowly left the office, heading to the busy conference room outside.
A dozen or so people were busy answering phone calls, and documents were being printed out and then presented to Sean Max.
Hearing the door open, Sean Max looked up and saw Wang Xiucheng nodding at him.
So Sean Max immediately picked up the landline and dialed a number.
Wang Xiucheng sat quietly in a corner where he wouldn't get in the way, waiting patiently.
In fact, as professional players and as assets of the team, players cannot object to where the team trades them, unless they have a veto right to the trade.
However, Wang Xiucheng still called the other party in advance, not only out of respect, but also because the other party was more sensitive than most of the muscle-bound players in the NBA.
……
The talent show scene.
Adam Silver has already taken to the draft stage with his cards in hand, ready to announce the Hornets' second overall pick this year.
Just then, Woj, who was in charge of introducing the newcomers in the live stream and by the host, had his phone ring on the table.
He glanced down and then instinctively stood up.
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