Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 28 Klaus is still as stupid as ever
After the tryout, the group returned to the hotel.

According to the plan, we will set off tomorrow and go to Washington to have a tryout with the Wizards.

After the Wizards, there are the Clippers.

As the favorites for the No. 1 pick, the teams with the top four picks will inevitably have to make a trip.

On the way back, Tang Sen was daydreaming.

Tang Sen did not accept Tedeschi's invitation on the spot, but just said he would consider it.

This time we have finally gotten to the bottom of it.

In the past, Tang Sen really didn’t know the salary level of NBA trainers. He just read in the media newspapers that they had a good income, and those with high incomes could easily earn a million yuan a year.

But now I know that they are only top trainers, and in the NBA, the average trainer's income is only a hundred thousand US dollars or more.

Of course, if compared with the average salary of an American, an annual salary of $100,000 is not low.

And there is an off-season, so you can earn almost as much as your salary by just picking up a few players.

That’s $200,000 a year.

They are definitely a high-income group in the United States.

But if you only look at the income, you should work harder to become a personal trainer.

Just become like Tim Grover.

More flexibility and potentially higher income.

But Tang Sen also thought that he should find a formal job in the NBA.

Tedeschi was right when he said that with the title of NBA trainer, there is no need to worry about work.

And this is the title I need.

Just as he was thinking about it, Connors suddenly turned around and asked, "Tang, you're not really planning to stay with the Bulls as a trainer, are you?"

Before Tang Sen could say anything, Brown next to him became anxious and asked what he meant.

Connors said gloomily, "What else could it mean? Someone saw that Tang was very talented and wanted to poach him."

"what!"

Brown let out a strange cry and said hurriedly, "Sir, didn't you say you couldn't walk and kept training me?"

After that, he added: "Is it a matter of money? That's not a problem. It's whatever you say."

This silly boy might be thinking about entering the NBA right away and getting an annual salary of three or four million, and he has no idea about money at all.

Tang Sen looked at Connors speechlessly.

How afraid I am of leaving.

Just as he was about to say that he had no intention of leaving, Tang Sen suddenly thought of something else and asked, "Brown, you really don't want me to leave."

"Of course." Brown said without hesitation.

As I said, he didn't know what other trainers were like or how good they were, but Tang Sen was the best trainer he had ever met.

Tang Sen said: "If you don't want me to leave, then I have a request. Let's adjust the training time. You get up at 4:30 every morning and start training at 5 o'clock."

Tang Sen was still thinking about how to ask Brown to get up at five o'clock so that his new badge could take effect.

Now is a good opportunity.

"Five o'clock!"

Brown's eyes widened, his tone suddenly weakened, and he stammered, "Sir, there's no need to be so early."

According to him, there is no difference between starting training at 8 o'clock and training for three hours and starting training at 5 o'clock and training for three hours.

Moore beside him also frowned and said, "Tang, starting training at five o'clock is too early."

"not early."

Tang Sen smiled and began to fool people: "Do you know, in China, there is a saying that the morning is the most important part of a day's plan. Go to bed early and get up early. The early morning is when you are most energetic. Training at this time is in line with human physiological laws."

Tang Sen didn't know whether he was full of energy or not, but when he was in school, his mother often taught him this, saying that if he got up early and read books, he would remember them well.

It's complete bullshit.

Tang Sen got up at six o'clock to do math homework, but still only got a C in math. The teacher was surprised and suspected that Tang Sen was not a real Chinese.

"Is there such a saying?" Moore was confused.

"Of course."

Tang Sen began to rack his brains to talk about the traditional theories he had heard from his parents.

For example, early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy.

Resting between midnight and 2 a.m. allows blood to flow to the liver, which can promote detoxification.

One thing after another, Moore and others were stunned.

"It should be true. I saw in the news that Chinese people live longer, probably because they follow these methods," Williams whispered to Moore. Moore nodded sympathetically.

In their hearts, the distant East is a mysterious country.

Brown still had a gloomy face and looked very conflicted.

"Brown, if you want me to stay, then do as I say." Tang Sen said in a heavier tone.

Young people have to be a little harder on themselves. Otherwise, you won’t succeed.

Brown scratched his head fiercely and nodded helplessly.

"Sir, you won't leave then?"

Tang Sen nodded. At least for now, and during the next off-season, he probably wouldn't leave.

Who knew $50,000 a month was so high?

[The Sky at Five in the Morning] is a silver badge with a twenty percent bonus.

Taking into account the 40% bonus of [Power of Example] and the title, the final training bonus is 60%.

With this training efficiency, by October, when the new season starts, which is four months away, Donson couldn't help but start looking forward to how strong Brown would become.

Anyway, no matter which team gets Brown in this year's draft, it will probably be surprised.

The next morning, when Tang Sen and his group boarded a plane to Washington, Krause, knowing the principle of speed being of the essence in war, had already contacted the Wizards and urgently proposed a trade plan.

Washington.

In the Wizards' brand new Verizon Center, Jordan walked through the office area with a sullen face.

When the staff greeted him, he didn't even bother to nod, let alone respond.

This is him, so arrogant that it's scary.

He made his way to the general manager's office.

Just push the door open and enter.

"Weiss, what's going on? Why are you bombarding me with calls every minute? You don't tell me when I ask you, and you insist on meeting in person to talk."

As soon as Jordan entered the door, he complained to Wes Unseld, the Wizards general manager and once a famous bone crusher.

In the current Wizards management, Jordan is the president of basketball affairs, not the general manager, but he is fully responsible for the team's operations.

His confidant, Rod Higgins, was also there. After Jordan entered the room, he immediately stood up and gave up his seat at the desk.

Jordan sat down with his arms and legs spread wide, looking at Unseld with an unfriendly look.

Unseld had a brilliant career, nicknamed the Bone Crusher, and had a temper that wasn't exactly great, but in front of Jordan, he was incredibly well-behaved. He said, "Sorry, Michael, it's urgent. By the way, is everything going well with Mitch?"

"What do you say?"

Jordan snorted lightly and curled his lips, "He doesn't even give me face!"

So brave.

Unseld felt awkward.

It's Mitch Richmond.

Jordan thought he was too old, as he was already 36 years old, and his salary was also high, as high as 10 million.

The most important thing is to make room for sophomore Hamilton.

So Jordan wanted to buy out Richmond's contract.

If I buy it out, I have to pay a lower price for my own face.

As a result, Richmond refused to give any face and insisted on getting 10 million, not a penny less.

Jordan may not care about these little things, but if you don't even show any attitude, it will be very embarrassing for you.

"Let's not talk about him anymore. At worst, I'll just give him 10 million and ask him to get out!" Jordan waved his hand generously and asked what was going on and why he was urging him to come back so anxiously.

Unseld suppressed his excitement and said, "Michael, we've always wanted to trade the No. 1 pick. Now we have an opportunity. The Bulls, Krause has proposed a plan. He wants to trade Brand for our No. 1 pick."

"Michael, this is Brand. He's only in his sophomore year, but he's already averaged 20 points and 10 rebounds per game for two consecutive seasons. There's no doubt he'll become a superstar."

"Oh!"

Jordan, who was originally sitting with his legs crossed, suddenly had his eyes light up and sat up straight in an instant.

Brand was also the top pick.

And 20 plus 10 for two consecutive seasons.

Of course, the Bulls were in a slump and allowed him to rack up stats, but 20 plus 10 is not a stat that any player can just rack up.

With such a potential rising star, are the Bulls crazy enough to dare to send him away?
Sure enough, a few years later, that fat guy is still as mentally retarded as ever.

(End of this chapter)