Chapter 1285 Contact Gotti

Text Chapter 1285: Contact Gotti

"When I first retired, Phil Jackson was the coach. But I think even if he is still the coach this season, I will be very difficult. I already feel the challenge in my heart, ahhh..."

In the middle of Jordan's retirement speech, he suddenly covered his wound with his hands and took a breath, sucked his teeth, and after a while, looked at Song Ya who was sitting in the player's bench and shook his head with a wry smile, mocking himself: "Aplus just made me laugh. Remembering Carl."

"Hahaha!" Karl Malone is the leading power forward of the Bulls' old rival, the Jazz. He is famous for his iron elbow, and everyone in the audience laughed.

Song Ya didn't see a heartless smirk, nodded to accept the evaluation, and applauded.

He knew that his elbow was incomparable with Karl Malone's in magnitude, and the thickness of his arm alone was countless circles away. "Hehe, this old guy can really bear it, and he can last until the end of the ceremony. What should I say? I Do you need to visit this brother?" He turned off the TV and asked Hayden beside him.

"Jordan's agent David Falk said no, they don't want the broken rib to be exposed." Hayden replied.

"oh?"

Song Ya thought for a while and asked again: "I don't understand. Why did he choose to stay in the Bulls after he retired? The conflict with the manager Klaus was so deep that the Bulls didn't try their best to build momentum for him at the retirement ceremony yesterday..."

"It is rumored that he wants to replace Krause as the manager of the Bulls and buy some shares as a minority shareholder, so Krause hates him."

Hayden explained: "It is said that after he retired for the first time, the Bulls owner Reinsdorf promised these conditions in order to persuade him to come back to play, and now it's time to fulfill them. Of course, the above are all from hearsay. We, William Morris, cannot be sure about the matter between the two men in Reinsdorf."

"I see."

Jordan and David Falk were quite able to keep it a secret, but Song Ya nodded and forgot about it. He knows that Reinsdorf is the owner of the Chicago Bulls of the NBA and the Chicago White Sox of the Major League Baseball. supporter.

"Hahaha……"

He asked Hayden to change to the videotape of yesterday's game, fast forward to the critical moment, and the two of them laughed together before watching it.

"Aplus got the ball, he seemed tired..."

The commentary was fast, "There are two and a half minutes left in the game, and the red team leads by five points."

It’s quite interesting to watch the situation from the perspective of God. In the picture, I am sweating, my skin is shiny, and there are still drops of sweat on my chin. Mi Lingwu'retired old man' blocked the way to the basket.

In fact, looking at the old man's defensive strength now, he was standing in front of him, waving his arms continuously, that's all.

But Song Ya still remembers how he felt at the time, very desperate, as if a wall rose in front of him, so after looking up for Pippen unsuccessfully, he used his left foot as the axis and turned 180 degrees with the ball.

The old man made physical contact immediately, using his body against his back.

"Hey! Here! Pass!"

Bossi Miller ran over clearly, raised his hands to ask for the ball, it was almost the distance of hand-to-hand, and the shouts were clearly heard on the TV broadcast.

Why didn't I see or hear it? Song Ya was quite puzzled. In the picture, she was still only focusing on the old man behind her back with her buttocks. Her expression management had already lost control. She hugged the ball tightly with a grim expression, and continued to turn around to find a way out.

Bosie Miller had to take the defensive player and ran half a circle to find a comfortable position to catch the ball.

I was really dizzy at the time, Song Ya felt a little ashamed looking at herself turning around in the screen, she was not in a tight siege at all.

"Aplus is a bit confused, and this level of fierce confrontation is still too much for him." The professional commentator also saw it clearly.

'Snapped! '

Here it comes, Jordan took the opportunity to slap the ball from top to bottom, and hit the ball between his hands accurately.

The ball fell from the stomach to the thigh, and was stuck firmly with his hands and thighs to keep it from being broken.

Jordan watched the play, and hugged the ball with his two big hands up and down, and then pulled it out violently.

Pippen, who was defending him, also rushed over, and other people scrambled into a ball, and there were countless hands on the basketball.

At that time, I was completely dazed, and I only had one thought in my mind, which was to hug the ball back, and it was at this time that I subconsciously raised my elbows like a porcupine with its hair blown.

With great strength, Jordan brought his upper body to his side and staggered, his forehead pressed against his shoulder, "Ah!" Unexpectedly, he was stimulated by this, and his mentality completely collapsed. , desperately trying to regain control of the ball from left to right as if frantically, the strong body that he used to be proud of in the past is like a precarious boat among a group of professional muscle sticks.

According to this development, he was probably sentenced to a scrimmage, but in such a crowded situation, his elbow had already hit several people. Jordan hit his left rib with the strongest right elbow.

'beep! ’ The referee blew the whistle, and Jordan covered his wound with a painful expression, first bent down, then slowly sat on the floor when he felt that he couldn’t do it, and then lay down.

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"At this time, you should immediately pay attention to him, and you will be more impressed by the audience." Hayden said seeing this.

"Hmph, it's not you on the court."

Song Yaxin said that you don't know how hard it is for me. The self in the picture is quite proud. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath while showing off the spoils still in his hand: the basketball. He didn't even look at Jordan on the ground.

The referee made a foul and free throw decision. He hit the basketball to the referee. His mouth seemed to be on fire. He only wanted to drink water as soon as possible. On the way to the muffler to ask for water, he looked back at Jordan who was lying on the ground.

"That's it, staring at the TV, the scene of me dunking must be included in the highlights of the All-Star Game."

He turned off the TV and ordered to Hayden, "Oh, by the way, what did Irv Gotti say?"

Hayden was sent to negotiate with Gotti before, and the business was important, and Daly Lightspeed reminded him of Peter by attacking him. Since other avenues do not work, there is no need to procrastinate.

"According to your instructions, I started contact with the reason of enticing him to join hands with Def Jam President Lyle Cohen."

After all, if you can't come up and say that you want def jam's real ledger to deal with the Bronfman family, Hayden can trust it, and doing this kind of thing can be reassuring. He said: "Gotti is 100% willing, but he said that his main enemy now is Puff Daddy, and hopes that we will be willing to make a deal with him on this condition."

Gotti's Murder Records is growing fast in Queens, and is involved in the underworld. With his status in the New York gangster rap scene, he thinks he is qualified to be the first local rap artist-turned-billionaire, Bad Boys Records. The boss Bragging Dad launched a challenge. He has already cooperated with Jazzy before, and this time the middleman is also Jazzy.

"The key is whether he can get the key information of def jam."

If you choose a friend, you choose an enemy. There is no way to do that. Song Ya can tell which is more important if you have a bad relationship with Puff Daddy but can mess with Seagram Global's IPO.

"Last year, def jam supported its valuation by merging with some of Universal's east coast labels. Breathe in."

Hayden replied: "Gotti himself probably doesn't understand the subtleties of these financial issues, but he already has a professional accounting firm to help him. Murder Records is the label of def jam, and Gotti has deep internal connections. They Think they'll get it, while def jam and Kojima start talking about a merger."

"I'm still worried about such street gangsters, so they must first produce evidence that can convince me and submit a certificate." Song Ya ordered after thinking.

"It was Gotti we found..." Hayden hesitated to remind.

"Don't worry, if that kind of person can get my support, I'm afraid he will laugh at night in his dreams. As long as he gets online, it means that he needs me more, not the other way around..."

Song Ya is very confident in this point. Even in New York, his energy is a few blocks away from Puff Daddy, not to mention the new challenger Gotti, "Have you warned him?"

"Of course, he knows how serious the consequences of playing big mouth in this matter will be." Hayden nodded.

"Jazzy is just a middleman, don't let him get involved in core affairs, you and Gotti are one-on-one."

"Understood, that's what I did."

Hayden took out a gift box to offer treasure, "Hey, boss, I got what you asked for too."

"Well, come with me."

The two went out and took the elevator downstairs to the gym of A+ Records.

"I'm not running! I'm going back to New York!"

The ex-wife was copying her hands and losing her temper while standing on the large treadmill. The black aunt Linda and the choreographer Anne Fletcher looked from left to right and refused to let her get off. "Mimi, today's task has not been completed..." Linda advise her.

"I'm exhausted! Stop running!" She wanted to get down, but was stopped by Linda.

"Hmph!" Song Ya snorted coldly, and went over to press the switch of the treadmill domineeringly.

The running belt below was rolling again, and the ex-wife almost lost her balance and fell, so she quickly grabbed the handrail, and her legs moved involuntarily, "aplus! You are being imprisoned! Violence!" She cried and cursed: "I want to sue you !"

"Work harder for a while, so that you can appear in the most perfect posture on the MV." Song Ya coaxed her.

"I can't hold on any longer..."

She turned to beg for mercy, and Song Ya didn't bother anymore, and directly opened the gift box, and leaned in front of her to show the red handbag inside, "Be good, stick to it! If you insist on completing the task today, this is yours, the first-generation Concubine Diana bag from lanamarks, Out of print and limited edition..."

"..."

She fixed her eyes on the bag and couldn't move it away, sniffing and reaching out her hand.

"Huh?" Song Ya withdrew to prevent her from touching it.

"Angang woof..." She cried greedily, growling like a dog in her throat, continued to cry, and continued to run obediently while crying, staring at Bao Bao, babbling...

"Woof! Wooooooow!"

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