Reverse Growth Superstar

　　 Jeff Austin arrived in Memphis at noon the next day after calling Link. His trip was for Link’s sneaker contract.

　　 After calling Link yesterday, Link was obviously dumbfounded. After all, this happened without warning. And there are free sneakers to wear and money to get. This kind of thing is a bit dreamy for Link, who was an ordinary person in his previous life.

　　 In the NBA, the contract for sneakers is actually for one person. According to Jeff Austin's statistics, only one of about 15 players in the NBA has no shoe contract. Therefore, as long as you are a solid rotation of a team, you can basically get a shoe contract. It's just that the amount of the sneaker contract is small or large.

　　 Uranus superstars like Kobe and James all have their own exclusive series of signature shoes. And most NBA players sign basically equipment contracts. That is, the sneaker company provides a full set of equipment needed for the players' competition and training, but there is no compensation other than that. And those equipments are basic, you can't choose too good.

　　 Therefore, not all players who have signed a shoe contract can make a lot of money.

　　 Jeff Austin had long expected that Link would attract the attention of sneaker manufacturers after the official signing, but he did not expect to attract all the offers from the juniors at once.

　　 From this point of view, Link’s commercial value may be greater than Jeff Austin imagined.

　　 In order not to disturb Link's training, Jeff Austin went directly to the Federal Express Arena. He met with Link in the arena office area, and then soon went to other places to deal with other affairs.

　　 "Training is serious, huh?" Jeff Austin, sitting on the sofa, smiled as he watched the sweaty Link appear in front of him.

　　 "No way, that 2 million is so easy to get. Oh, yes, it is more than 1.2 million to be exact." Link smiled, and casually complained about the terrible tax rate of NBA players.

　　 "Did you think about what happened last night? The three of them are waiting for my reply. As long as you say something, the equipment will be delivered immediately."

　　 "Well... you said yesterday that the contracts offered to me by these three companies are almost the same?"

"Yes, in the big market, everyone's first sneaker contract is at this price. Adidas, Nike, and Jordan are all willing to give you a two-year $2 million cash contract. In other words, in addition to being able to use In addition to their equipment, you still have $1 million in the account for a year. A rookie shoe contract is between $200,000 and $700,000. Therefore, the price they give is not too low. Counting it down, both Half of your annual salary."

　　 As an experienced manager, Jeff Austin knows these procedures too well. He doesn't have to count, he knows whether an offer is sincere enough.

　　 And Austin also knows that the first contract is just a stepping stone. As long as Link continues to maintain this performance, his shoe contract will get bigger and bigger. Maybe you can still produce signature shoes.

　　 After listening to the price of the sneaker contract, Link lowered his head and smiled, to be honest, not as high as he thought. To put it bluntly, I still haven't got 100% trust from everyone. But that is also true. Before crossing over, Link knew that Nike had terminated the contract with Chinese player Zhou Qi because Zhou Qi did not perform as expected in the NBA.

　　 Although these three companies are not bad for money, the money is not flushed by floods. They must ensure that every effort they make is worthwhile. At that time, if there is news of the contract being terminated, both parties will be very embarrassed. So there is nothing wrong with less at first. After all, most rookies are treated like this.

　　 "Well, let's choose Nike. Their equipment is more diverse, and maybe you can find a pair of shoes that fit your feet."

　　 After Link made the decision, Jeff Austin nodded, and then made a call. After hanging up the phone, Austin made an "OK" gesture to Link, "When you go home at night, you should be able to receive the equipment from Nike. Of course, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the reward will be credited to you. Account."

　　 Link smiled relievedly, playing in the NBA, money really seems to be flooded.

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　　 As always, Link trained himself for another half an hour after the regular training. Now, Link's extra training is mainly based on three-point shots and confrontational layups. For him, these are the two most cost-effective offensive options.

　　 As long as the three-point shooting rate is stable, there is no need to worry about finding a job in the NBA. The guaranteed hit rate in the confrontation layup can also make Link's offensive methods not so single.

　　 Watching the small white bars gradually fill up, and his current strength has been improved, Link doesn't feel tired at all.

　　 In fact, now with hundreds of thousands of dollars in hand, Link can live very well. Although Memphis is not an international metropolis, as long as you have money, you can still get everything.

　　 But Lin Keqiang resisted his curiosity and desire, still working hard every day. Because he knows that he is not only carrying himself.

　　 After training, Link dragged his tired body home. Although his residence is close to the arena, Link still habitually takes a taxi. It's not that he can squander freely when he is rich, but the security of Memphis at night is really not reassuring.

　　 It was okay when Randolph and Tony Allen were two big bosses, but alone, Link, as a yellow skin, still didn't dare to wander around the street at night.

　　 Sitting in the taxi, Link flipped his cell phone boredly. But he found an unread text message, which he thought was sent by a Nike staff. But when you opened it, the sender was Rachel.

　　 A girl sent a message to herself, and Link immediately became energetic. As a young man in a restless age, living among men every day, life must occasionally need a woman to adjust.

　　 "What are you doing?" This message was sent half an hour ago, when Link was still in the shower.

　　 "The training just ended." Link immediately went back to the past, speaking of it, Americans don't seem to like to use chat software, which makes Link a little uncomfortable. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "I heard you signed a contract with Nike?" Within a few seconds, Rachel replied the message. Link really didn't expect this girl to return to herself so quickly.

"how do you know?"

　　 "Hahaha, it seems that you underestimated your news spread too much. Thank you, Link."

　　 "Thank me? Why?"

　　 "You gave me the courage to pick up my dream again, I decided, I want to pick up basketball again."

　　 "Do you want to play NCAA?" Link asked curiously, could he change the trajectory of Rachel's life?

　　 "No, I decided to embrace basketball in another way. I want to be a basketball reporter, Link. Maybe in the future, I can also interview you on the court?"

　　 Link pouted. He didn't know how Rachel thought of becoming a basketball reporter and host of a basketball show in the original history. But in the current history, I seem to have become one of the reasons for the birth of the basketball goddess.

　　 Then the two exchanged another few words, and then exchanged good night. After getting off the taxi, Link was still thinking about it. Maybe in this history, Andre Robertson, who has just entered the NCAA now, will never run into a girlfriend who shoots more accurately than him.

　　 "Damn, what are you thinking about!?" Link shook his head, how could a person so serious, think of so many messy things.

　　 Approaching the door, Link found a big box in the yard. The huge hook logo on the box is very conspicuous, presumably this must be the equipment sent by Nike.

　　 Link wanted to drag the box home first, but found that the weight was unexpectedly heavy. So he simply opened the box in the yard. Then Link grew his mouth.

　　 The equipment sent by Nike can be described in four words-it's so **** big!