NBA Backer King

  Chapter 19 Signed a massive $8 million contract

Having said that, Wang Tiejun is in a bit of a mood now. When he was in Cangzhou Sports School, he was the team's first scoring point, often getting 30+40+, but it took so long tonight to get a poor 3. Points, this performance is shameless to return to the sports school, can he still get the contract?

   "Old K, good performance tonight."

   Coach Paul Westphal caught up from behind and said to Wang Tiejun with a smile.

   "Am I doing well?"

   Pharaoh, who has little experience, feels that his IQ has been humiliated. O'Neal's pervert scored 20+10. He is also a rookie, so I'm not bad?

   "Old K, well done."

   At this time, Colangelo also followed and said to him with the same smile.

   "Really good?"

   He trusted Colangelo very much and began to believe a little.

   "Kevin, how can I play?" He turned to Kevin Johnson.

  Kevin Johnson is not as rare as he is. He is a superstar. Of course, he can see his value in this game. He nodded and smiled: "Old K, you really did well tonight."

   "Hey, rookie, good game tonight."

   At this time, Barkley, who had just finished the on-site interview, caught up from behind and said to him with a smile on his face.

"Ha ha…"

  The three became tigers. Now he believed it, and he became excited and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, I think so too."

  Returning to the locker room, Wang Tiejun sat down and leaned directly on the wardrobe. Once he relaxed, he felt very, very tired. His physical energy was exhausted.

   This is still because O'Neal doesn't fight him later. If it is really a strong confrontation in the whole court, and he does so much in every offensive and defensive round, his physical fitness simply can't withstand the intense 30 minutes, and two quarters are enough.

   He took off his jersey and looked at his chest. There were large bruises and a lot of red marks, and the same was true on his back.

   bruises, which were left over from the confrontation with O'Neal. Although he made O'Neal suffer a big loss, he also suffered on the defensive end.

  O'Neal's explosiveness is very strong, and he can burst out with more power than him in the attack. If he hadn't used the iron mountain to rely on the attack, he would not have been able to stop it.

   It's just that he has practiced iron mountain since he was a child, and he has medicated oil to train, and his injury is not as serious as O'Neal.

   As for these red marks, O'Neal got his elbows, and the dead fat man made a lot of small gestures.

He also learned to return a few elbows, but his elbow skills were a bit lackluster, and he was targeted by the referee. After two fouls, he did not dare to lower his elbows, for fear of being punished, and he ate a lot in O'Neal's hands. loss.

   Before taking a shower, a post-match summary was held in the locker room.

   Coach Paul Westphal praised Wang Tiejun's hard work in the game, which made Mark West a little dissatisfied.

   But he came back today and only played for 6 minutes, and all the data are slightly equal to zero, so he has no right to speak.

   As for Oliver Miller, he was smashed by O'Neal and has been beaten to the point of losing confidence.

   The two of them stinked when they saw Pharaoh being praised by the head coach.

   After the shower, Barkley and Kevin Johnson, as well as Dan Marley, who scored 28 points tonight, went to the post-game press conference, and the rest of the players also ushered in post-game locker room interviews.

   Comrade Lao Wang had a high-profile moment in this game and was favored by the media reporters. Several reporters squatted in front of him.

   "Wang, tell me about that O'Neal's offense, how did you do it?" a reporter asked.

  Wang Tiejun said with a smile: "That's very simple for me. Tonight, under O'Neal's perverted defense, I approached the basket at least fifteen times, and he couldn't stop me."

   "But you were made scum by him," the reporter said.

   "But we won, which shows that he didn't help his team, no matter how good his data is." Wang Tiejun's rebuttal made the reporter shut up.

   "Rookie, that's called Kong Chopping."

   Opposite Danny Angie laughed.

   "Yes, empty chop."

   Old Wang also smiled and said.

   It was almost twelve o'clock when the team returned to the hotel.

   Colangelo called Wang Tiejun to his room, put the prepared contract in front of him, and said with a smile, "Old K, look, if there is something we are not satisfied with, we can talk about it again."

Then he explained one more sentence: "Don't worry, the player contract is in four copies, one for you, the team, the league, and the players union. It is supervised by the league and the union, and there will be no trap clauses and violations of the league. the terms of the rules, otherwise it is void."

   "Okay, sir."

  Pharaoh happily began to read the contract, first looking at the contract amount.

   He didn't tell anyone about the Bulls looking for him. He had already decided that even if the Suns gave him a basic salary, he would stay with the Suns.

   For nothing else, it’s just a simple gift of knowing the situation.

   In fact, he also feels that his current strength is far from enough, and he simply does not understand why the Bulls gave him such a high contract.

   Anyway, a basic salary is enough for him to solve the family's financial problems. When his strength improves and he gets a second contract, he can ask for an equal contract based on his strength.

   However, when he turned to that item, he was stunned.

   The contract period is 3+1, and the last year is a team option. He doesn't quite understand the meaning of this, but the amount behind it makes his jaw almost dislocated.

   The starting salary in the first year was as high as 1.4 million US dollars, with an annual increase of 30%. In the next three years, it was 1.82 million, 2.36 million, and 3.06 million respectively, and the total contract amount reached 8.64 million US dollars.

   "This, this, so much money? Sir, didn't you say basic salary?"

   "Who said a base salary?" Colangelo said in surprise.

  Wang Tiejun stammered: "Uh, sir, the bull only gave me 800,000, and the starting salary is 1.2 million at most. How high are you?"

   "What, the bull is looking for you?" Colangelo stood up in shock.

  Pharaoh said awkwardly: "Well, at midfield, one of their scouts came to me and said that the general manager of the Bulls will be waiting for me in Philadelphia tomorrow."

   Colangelo stared blankly at Wang Tiejun before asking for a long time, "Then why are you willing to sign if you think I'm giving you a basic salary?"

Wang Tiejun laughed and said: "Mr. Colangelo, you took me out of Chinatown, and let me have a formal job in the United States. I don't have to be afraid of the police anymore, and it also solved my economic problems. This is a great kind of grace. I can't leave the Suns for the money."

Colangelo was stunned for a second, then burst out laughing, patted Wang Tiejun on the shoulder vigorously, and sighed: "Old K, you play well in the Suns, I promise that the contract for you will not be bad, you are in the Suns. The team will get the best development, this is your home team."

   Then, he took the initiative to change the team option for the last year to a player option, and then the two sides signed a contract.

  This contract far exceeds Oliver Miller's contract, plus Colangelo's statement, which also means that Wang Tiejun will be the first candidate for the Suns' fifth position.

   That is to say, no matter playing time, shot and ball rights, etc., will be guaranteed priority.

  Especially when the Suns' center position was unavailable, he almost booked the center's starting position.

After sending away Wang Tiejun, Colangelo went to head coach Paul Westphal and talked with him about the team's main center.

   He clearly stated that this position is Wang Tiejun who just signed a big contract, and it is not the future, but the present and the future.

   Since Oliver Miller's performance was not satisfactory, and this season's main center Mark West was only a helpless choice, Paul Westphal and Colangelo reached an agreement.

   (end of this chapter)