The Way of the Center

"Okay guys, this game is over. Ω Ω ΩE novel WwΩW. 1XIAOSHUO.COM next time, let me double win back!"

As soon as An Jie spoke, the Blazers players who had buried their heads raised their heads again. They knew how poor their performance was. To be honest, they felt a little guilty towards An Jie because they usually had a good relationship in private.

You said that Anjie performed so well, but lost because of the inability of his teammates. As long as this person's teammates have a normal relationship with him, then his teammates will feel guilty to some extent.

"Hey, what's the matter? Everyone is silent. What's the matter, didn't we just take a nap? LaMarcus, I will pass you the ball in time in the next game, let you Get a better chance. Don't worry, buddy, you have to stop once or twice once in a while, other people have a way out. Courtney Lee? Don't be so sad. You kid didn't make a few shots today, why? Maybe get a high score. Hey Matthews, next game..." An Jie talked to his teammates one by one, and solved their problems one by one. An Jie didn't do this on purpose, but he felt that he should.

An Jie is not a person who likes to fight for status and power. He never regards himself as the core, and he does not pick and roll himself as a big brother in the locker room. But subconsciously, An Jie couldn't get rid of this identity.

He always wants to lead the team unconsciously and wants to help his teammates. Even though he himself doesn't care about the status of the boss, An Jie knows that it is Ricard, that is the fans, and that is the responsibility given to him by his brothers who fought side by side with him. Since it is a responsibility, it must be fulfilled seriously.

"Come on, Ann, you did a great job today. We won't hold you back in the next game." Aldridge patted An Jie on the back embarrassedly. The performance is indeed a bit unreasonable.

"Okay, it's not a drag. Everyone is responsible for the loss. It's not someone's fault. Hey, we are a team, aren't we?" Anjie finished speaking and stretched out his fist at Aldridge.

"You're right Ann, we are a team." Aldridge smiled and bumped fists with An Jie.

"What do you think?" After that, An Jie stretched out his fist at Jamal Crawford again. Although Crawford plays more independently on the court, that's just his playing style. This guy's original intention is also to hope that the team can win. So, Crawford also bumped fists with Anjie.

Afterwards, An Jie high-fived and fist-bumped his teammates one by one to encourage each other. Ricard watched happily what happened in the locker room, and then quietly disappeared outside the door. An Jie, this guy, never let him down. That's not going to change whether it's on or off the field.

back home,

An Jie threw himself on the sand. After the extra training just now, I seem to be particularly energetic. He felt that he really liked that feeling.

Trusted by everyone, recognized by everyone. Although his teammates in the Thunder used to see him this way, but in the Trail Blazers, he felt that the situation was a little different.

In Oklahoma City, he was never the guy who led the team. But in the Trail Blazers, his teammates are willing to listen to him and charge forward with him. An Jie found that he seemed to be slowly liking the title of team leader.

At this moment, An Jie's cell phone rang suddenly. Looking at the caller ID, it was not Catherine, which made An Jie a little disappointed. But Muslavs? If you call at this time, there must be something urgent.

An Jie didn't dare to slack off, and immediately swiped open the phone screen and connected to the international call from Moslav.

"Ann, is the extra practice over?" Moslav knew Anjie's habits, so he didn't call earlier because he was afraid of disturbing Anjie's extra practice.

"It's over, just got home? What instructions do you have, Mr. Moslav." Although An Jie is the boss of Moslav, An Jie listened to Meslav very much from the beginning to the end. Not because of anything else, but because he knew that everything Moslav did must be for his Anjie's good. Only when Anjie earns more money and plays well can Muslav get more profit from it. Similarly, Moslav also respects An Jie's opinion, and will not secretly manipulate anything for his own self-interest.

"Do you know, Ann? Your sneaker contract will expire in a few months." Moslav just received a call from Nike, and he immediately called An Jie.

"Really? It seems so, I almost forgot." An Jie looked at the ceiling and thought hard. Except for commercial shooting and prize money, An Jie rarely had contact with Nike. Over time, An Jie took it for granted that he could wear Nike equipment.

"You guy, when will you care about the money in your pocket? Many nba players will go bankrupt within a few years after retiring, all because they are like you, when they were players, they didn't worry about it. Financial management, but I squandered all my assets within a few years after retiring. Okay, I won’t talk to you so much today. Seeing that your contract is about to expire, many sneaker manufacturers have faxed me again, hoping to reach a cooperative relationship with you. Do you want me to fax you the contract?" Meslav didn't miss any chance to lecture An Jie.

"No need, just tell me the main points on the phone." An Jie felt a splitting headache when he thought of the densely packed documents.

"Then let me get straight to the point. Reebok, Jordan, Peak, Anta, and Adidas all offered very high prices, but these are all cash contracts." Ricard has actually thrown these manufacturers aside , The Nike contract is in his hands right now, this contract can instantly increase An Jie's annual income several times!

"Where's my old club Nike?" An Jie asked curiously.

"Let me tell you Ann, Nike is different from other manufacturers. They are going to renew your contract with you for five years with a signature shoe contract!" Moslav deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words "signature shoe contract".

"Signed shoe contract? Is that the kind of contract where you can make your own sneakers?" An Jie suddenly became interested. He used to like buying Kobe's basketball shoes when he was in high school. At that time, the lucky money saved for a year was enough for him to buy a pair. Unexpectedly, now I also got a chance to produce exclusive sneakers.

"To put it simply, yes. Nike will tailor a pair of sneakers specifically for you, and you can even add your own ideas to the design of the sneakers!" Moslav seemed to be able to see Anjie's excitement through the phone expression.

"So, what about the contract details?"

"Signature shoe contracts are complex and include various clauses. Let me give you a brief read. They require you to play at least 55 games for the team this season. Of course, this is for this shortened season. After a normal season, it will definitely go up. If you miss too many games, it will lose $3.5 million!"

"That is to say, my appearance fee for one season alone is 3.5 million? My God, I remember that my last sneaker contract was only 2.8 million dollars!" The numbers still shocked the fool.

"That's not all, boy, if you win the mVp, Nike is willing to spend 4 million US dollars to congratulate you. 500,000 to reach the Western Conference semifinals, 1 million to the Western Conference finals, 1.5 million to the finals! The championship is 3 million! You can accumulate all these rewards. Of course, you can also take 5% of the profits from the sales of your exclusive sneakers. As long as your sneakers don’t die too badly, millions of dollars a year are still guaranteed. !” Even though Moslav has rich experience, he has to admit that this is the biggest contract he has ever come into contact with! If An Jie performs well, he can benefit from tens of millions of dollars in compensation for a one-year sneaker contract. Fortunately, Nike did not directly renew the contract with Anjie for ten years, otherwise, this would have become a super contract worth hundreds of millions!

An Jie was dumbfounded on the other end of the phone. Even for An Jie now, the remuneration of Nike is still too high.

"So...Mr. Meslav, do I really have a choice? Or, you just informed me that we will renew our contract with Nike." An Jie didn't need to listen to other manufacturers' quotations, knowing that they were completely incomparable. .

"The choice is yours. I'll read to you other manufacturers. Adidas is willing to give a contract of 150 million US dollars in 13 years, Peak 50 million US dollars in 5 years, Anta, 8 million in 6 years, Jordan... .”

"Okay, Mr. Meslav, even a fool like me knows that he should choose Nike!" Although Adidas's 150 million is particularly bluffing, the 13-year limit is even more terrifying. After signing with Nike for 5 years, even if it is not suitable, Anjie still has room to change his club. But in 13 years, this is almost handing over most of his career to Adidas.

"Hahaha, you are right, we have no choice!" Moslav was very happy to reach an agreement with Anjie. When he received Anjie from Divac, he would never have imagined that this guy could kill him. Become a money-sucking machine. Of course, Anjie's good fortune in basketball surprised Muslav even more.

"By the way, the next game you play against the Nuggets at home, Nike headquarters will send two executives to watch the game. Be good, I hope the loss against the Kings will not affect your state." Moslav I know that if An Jie performs well, the two high-level executives may be in a good mood, and maybe they will increase the price!

"Don't worry, Mr. Moslav, even without Nike executives, I will do my best." An Jie remembered what he did in the locker room today. He is full of confidence in himself and his teammates!

An Jie will use his actions to prove that the conditions offered by Nike are not a big contract at all, but high quality and low price!

In Portland, Anjie is ready to continue on his way to the top!