My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 904 Everyone prioritizes their daily meals before talking about ideals.

Let Wei Dong take the Xiao family of three to Hong Kong himself.

Since Dong Xueqing had already come all the way to Pengzhen, she skillfully took out all the accounts and had the landlady check them first.

The main thing is taking care of the children. They don't care about Hong Kong at all now, and maybe they subconsciously want to show off.

Wei Dong drove his Mitsubishi SUV through the checkpoint. After checking the three documents, he headed to the right, where trucks and the like were concentrated in the western section of Yuen Long and Tuen Mun. They usually took this route, but today they took the eastern route through Sha Tin.

The expressway, which was completed a few years ago, takes only about 20 kilometers and a dozen minutes to reach the campus area. The last part of the expressway is all along the seaside with stunning scenery.

Looking at the villas and mansions that occasionally appear on this side of the mountain, as well as the densely packed academies and teaching buildings.

All of them have a rich and sophisticated architectural design.

Families in Shanghai were definitely watching intently.

Wei Dong, however, only noticed the yachts on the sea and the windsurfing boards gliding by in the distance. Could it be that people here are also playing windsurfing?

When they got off the highway, he joked with Tiger Mom: "If you want to go to university, I can help you secure a special admission spot here, provided you can get into the Shanghai team or the national team."

Xiao's mother immediately focused her attention to determine whether it was true or false, and inquired about the specific score requirements.

He's only seven years old!

Shanghai moms are truly exemplary in raising high-achieving children.

As the passenger seat reclined as much as possible, Lao Xiao reminded his wife, "What Comrade means is that as long as you play basketball well, you can get into any university."

Wei Dong had already turned into the campus: "This is the campus. That building is our new office building. If you want to take a look around this famous Asian university, I'll have the driver take you there. I mainly want to check on the progress of my new work environment. I'll be leaving in a bit."

The Xiao family of three watched as the vehicles coming and going busily were all painted with the two colors of "Asia Television" and the latest logo.

Moreover, because of this branch near the school gate, almost no outside vehicles turn in. These vehicles can all notice that the boss has arrived in a dual-license Mitsubishi SUV, and they all respectfully stop and pull over. Even those who are going out get out of the car and bow, including many hosts who are dressed up beautifully for outdoor shoots.

Capitalism shows no interest in reforming the workplace when it comes to bosses.

Wei Dong rolled down the car window and waved to Mo Ning.

The Xiao couple thought they should go and see for themselves.

As it turned out, a fairy-like woman was over there. Upon hearing the news, she came running downstairs, panting, and said, "Now that I'm the administrative director of the new station, is there anything I can do?"

Despite Wei Dong's difficulty in deciphering Cantonese, he finally managed a perfunctory reply after widening his eyes: "Okay, okay, keep going..."

Feeling he really had something to say, he could only point vigorously at the distant mountains: "Construction site... House, House, keep it up!"

When Zou Huimin gestured with a pointed roof to represent the building, she couldn't help but laugh.

That's how beautiful women are; even the slightest expression is incredibly captivating.

A group of employees who had come with the administrative director to meet the big boss were all lined up at the back, silent and trembling, unsure of how to communicate.

It's impossible to find anyone who can speak Mandarin. I guess they didn't expect the boss to suddenly appear and drive from the north to inspect the place.

Wei Dong had no choice but to wave his car away and leave hastily without even going upstairs.

While regretting her poor performance, Zou Huimin led the team in bowing goodbye.

But her sophisticated business attire—a white turtleneck sweater under a black fitted short coat—still amazed Xiao's mother. Even as she drove, she kept turning back to look: "What a beautiful young woman, so beautiful! Is she also one of the women in your workplace?"

Wei Dong laughed, pulling himself out of his slight embarrassment: "Don't say you're gay when you come to Hong Kong, or you'll be discriminated against. Anyway, I suggest you live in Hong Kong long-term so you can keep up with the advanced training system here."

I won't go to Kengshan to check on the TV station or the dormitory construction site; I doubt there will be much progress in a month or two.

It was another ten kilometers or so, but the traffic was getting heavier and heavier. It took about half an hour to get through the bustling city and arrive at Yau Ma Tei Pier.

The entrances to the dock construction site and the basketball court, which were strictly guarded by the South Asian boy, were both done with utmost respect in preparation for the old man's return.

The Xiao family of three immediately felt a sense of déjà vu.

The area next door is also a busy construction site, and even in the morning, there are breakfast stalls, sporting goods stores, fortune tellers, and basketball enthusiasts playing in the outdoor courts, creating a lively atmosphere.

Around the traditional Chinese characters for "Dong Sheng Basketball Hall," there were fans who had spread the word and rushed over by minibus and subway.

The crowds were huge even in the early morning.

Last night, Wei Dong called and invited Lu Bin and the others to come here this morning for training. After the last exhibition match tonight, they can pack their bags and go home for the Spring Festival.

These guys usually live in Repulse Bay and go to the basketball association's gymnasium, which is just across the mountain, to train.

It's rare to see them all appear in Yau Ma Tei.

As soon as the two cars stopped, the fans and enthusiasts were excited and then confused when they saw Lao Xiao's height standing up straight. "Isn't his age wrong?"
Then, when the 1.9-meter-tall auntie came down, the whole place was even more excited!
It's really rare to see a woman this tall.

So everyone is speculating about the age of the 1.5-meter-tall child standing behind her, who looks so young.

Xiao Ming, who had remained silent since leaving Pengzhen, was clearly resistant to being watched, and even tried to hide behind his mother. He showed absolutely no signs of the aura of a powerful and influential figure.

Instead, Lao Xiao put his arm around his son's shoulder and helped Wei Dong through the crowd.

This might be the first time a seven-year-old has felt so awkward; at least in Shenzhen, he's never been so eager and excited to be surrounded by fans.

But all these emotions vanished instantly upon entering the basketball court and seeing those equally tall older brothers under the lights!

Xiao's mother had never even given her son any basketball training.

They talked about it on the way. Both of them started playing basketball when they were fifteen or sixteen years old or even older. With their height and natural talent, they don't need to be too good at ground ball control. They don't think it's necessary to start from a young age. It's not too late to go down this path if things don't work out.

So when I was a kid, I did some basic physical training with the coach next door to the sports committee dormitory. Now, in second grade, I've even been to the track and field team to train my physical fitness, but I've never played basketball.

You really can't see a dunking god like Shawn Kemp practicing in China!
Even though it's been almost two months since we last met, Ma Jian has been training against Kemp every day. With a physique that's essentially a scaled-down version of Kemp, he's now training entirely according to Kemp's playing style.

It was a barrage of powerful dunks.

Learning from experts day and night will naturally lead to faster improvement.

On the contrary, Camp might stagnate or even regress due to a lack of top-tier competition.

In short, right now, the two dunkers are just going around and around on the training field, unleashing all sorts of powerful and spectacular dunks!
Then Zhang Jinsong and Fan Bin launched various three-pointers, and Adijiang made unpredictable passes, completely overwhelming the black-and-white boys who were training against them.

It's really different from training in China; here, the emphasis is on real combat and passion!
They shouted to each other, and surprisingly, the English pronunciation of the kids from mainland China was quite good.

The training group, consisting of seven or eight foreigners on the sidelines, was shouting at each other almost one-on-one.

Lu Bin was also able to use some English to help remind the mainland players to make adjustments as needed.

The visually striking basketball atmosphere instantly captivated the seven-year-old!
It's rare to watch NBA games in mainland China these days. Two years ago, TVB only got its first batch of NBA videotapes. As a US-made "poisonous weed," it wasn't shown very frequently, only occasionally as a "highlights" compilation.

Moreover, judging from Xiao's mother's style, she definitely doesn't usually allow her child to watch TV.

That's why Xiao Ming now has the astonishment of finally seeing his own kind!

Such a tall stature has never been a burden, but rather a proud talent that surpasses ordinary people!
Such a vibrant and energetic atmosphere inspired the children to stand tall and proud.

They watched the field with great eagerness.

Wei Dong chuckled to himself as he secretly glanced at the child, then gestured for Tiger Mom to see the child's reaction.

Sending such children to school would be a waste of their potential; they lack even the self-confidence of ordinary children.

The basketball court is where he should be.

Adijiang, who had a keen eye for his surroundings, was the first to spot the boss standing on the sidelines and stopped to signal for him.

Camp, Ma Jian, Zhang Jinsong, and the others all gathered around, drenched in sweat.

He smiled broadly at his boss.

As a result, Lu Bin, who had just retired, and Lao Xiao played for different teams in national competitions. However, Lu Bin, who was a few years younger, was a regular member of the national team, while Lao Xiao's professional career was much less successful.

On the contrary, Xiao's mother, who had been the captain of the national women's basketball team, was more familiar with the situation and they exchanged a few pleasantries.

Lu Bin, however, was very perceptive and reported to his boss first: "We gained a lot from this tour of friendly matches in various parts of Southeast Asia, but the competitiveness of this part was obviously not enough. Even though we played more than ten matches in the FedEx area, the foreign coaching team still felt that we needed to go to the Citibank for training."

Getting Wei Dong to agree was no problem: "We have companies and partners in Los Angeles, San Francisco, Detroit, and New York. Let's gather after the Spring Festival and go to North America. Yes, when you go back, you can consider transferring a few young coaches to learn with you. The more help you have, the greater the impact of your future reforms will be."

Lu Bin nodded in deep agreement: "It's so rich and comprehensive. Not to mention that it's vastly different from our current training system, it's even far behind the training we do when we occasionally go abroad for exchanges. The Citi coaching team's comprehensive and meticulous training model is something we should learn from!"

He then turned to two former colleagues who had also retired and reassured them: "Trust Mr. Rang. I was sent here on behalf of the military to learn from his team as a coach. These four young boys are the vanguard he will lead in his Hong Kong campaign. We need more boys and more coaches to come out and will definitely greatly improve the overall level of basketball."

He also shared his experience: "When learning a foreign language, you have to start learning even the smallest technical terms as soon as possible. You also have to adapt to life abroad. It's a completely free model without any organizational involvement. I spent a lot of time keeping an eye on these kids!"

He definitely wasn't implying anything.

But Wei Dong, being wealthy and powerful, said: "Okay, I'll give you an extra 50,000 yuan in management fees, and an additional 10,000 yuan every month thereafter."

Despite years of training and being emphasized not to be tempted by material things, the young coach was still speechless: "Ah... thank you, yes, thank you, Mr. Rang..."

Wei Dong was also showing this to one of the families here:

"You guys should receive less lucky money for the Lunar New Year, 20,000 yuan each. Don't spend it recklessly when you get back, and don't overeat or drink. Take care of your figure and get some rest... You must come back to work in ten days. You can talk to your parents. We can settle down in Pengzhen first, and after completing the formalities, we can also settle down in Hong Kong..."

Zhang Jinsong is only fifteen years old, 1.98 meters tall, and his face is still very childish, not much more mature than Xiao Ming.

The seven-year-old child saw and heard everything.

The biggest expense in the family right now is his nutritional food, so they are still struggling financially.

(End of this chapter)