Rebirth of My Rocket Dynasty

Chapter 2 Calling KG
On the second day of the press conference, Tiger held a work meeting for the new season of the Rockets. In fact, it was the three general manager Dawson and head coach Rudy and Tomjanovich.

"Rudy, I think I know our plan for the new season and the player adjustment plan for the new season." Tiger said to Lao Tang who was sitting on the side.

"Well, the boss doesn't know what kind of results we want this year." Rudy asked Tiger back.

Tiger thought about it for a while and said to Lao Tang: "In my opinion, we have no hope of winning the championship before the guy who is flying all over the sky in the east retires. In my opinion, what we have to do in the past few years is to accumulate strength and fight for the dynasty." Base."

Just after finishing speaking, Dawson and Rudy looked at Tiger in surprise.

"Is there any spots on my face? I also found eye feces. Why are you looking at me so strangely?" Tiger said inexplicably.

"Ahem, that's not the case, boss. Actually, we think what you said is too right. I didn't expect the boss to know the current situation of the league so well." Dawson coughed twice on purpose.

Dawson thought to himself: Fuck, I thought this new guy didn't know anything, he was a rookie, but he wasn't an amateur at all.

Then, he gave Lao Tang a wink.

Lao Tang is also a shrewd person. Seeing Dawson's wink, he immediately said: "Yes, boss, you are right. Now Jordan, Pippen, and Rodman are at their peak. They are adding a vote of role players. It is estimated that they will be the most powerful contenders for the championship in the next two years."

"That's right, and the relationship between Jordan and Stern is very close, and Jordan is also the main star launched by the league. In the next two to three years, it will be very difficult for us to win the championship." Tiger shook his head lightly and said.

"Rudy, Dawson, I have such a plan, please refer to it." Tiger said to his two subordinates.

"Please tell me, boss," Dawson said after Rudy and Dawson looked at each other.

"This year, we only have one 2nd-round pick, and next year, there are only two 2nd-round picks, and the Timberwolves have a relatively high pick this year. I want to use 1-2 main players to change to this year's The draft pick and the top pick of the Timberwolves next year can allow them to protect the top three, so that we can have two rookies this year and three rookies next year, plus the must stay, Hakeem, Huo Here, Cassell and Clyde, we can have a good main lineup and a substitute rotation lineup, and add some good players, we can regain the title of strong contender for the championship in the next 3-4 years Those." Tiger said eloquently.

Rudy frowned and said, "Boss, you are so confident that the players we have selected can all play well."

"I believe in my own eyesight." Tiger said very cleverly.

And Tiger thought in his heart: If I am ignorant, then I can jump directly into the sea. If the time-traveler can't choose good players, how can I be right with those time-traveling seniors.

"Then who is the boss going to trade with?" Dawson asked.

"Right now, the Timberwolves are good on the inside, but the problem is on the outside. I'm going to use Kenny Smith or Mario Elie plus Brad. What do you think, Dawson." Tiger said his candidate.

"What do you think, Rudy?" Dawson asked Old Tang next to him.

"Yes, but Maxwell can also be traded." Lao Tang added.

"That's it, Dawson, you go to work, and the draft will start in a few days." Tiger said to the general manager of the Rockets, Dawson.

"The boss, who is the first-round target for this year, and then, I will contact his agent." Dawson asked about Tiger's target.

"Kevin Garnett, a 19-year-old genius." Tiger said very stinky.

"Oh, boss, that kid is a high school student." Dawson said dumbly.

"What about high school students? When I was in high school, I was already operating the financial market of the former Soviet Union. When I was 10 years old, I had already started investing in Microsoft, Dell, and Cisco. What's wrong with high school students?" Tiger said arrogantly.

Dawson looked at Lao Meng with a stinky face, and thought bitterly in his heart: Who can compare with you, you monster, I don't know how many people want to open their minds to see what's inside.

On the other hand, Lao Tang shook his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"By the way, Dawson, please arrange for someone to go to China." Tiger said to Dawson.

"China...why did you go to China?" Dawson was confused.

"Ah, that Mr. Dawson, I want to ask you, which country has the largest population in the world and which country has the greatest potential for development?" Tiger asked Sen with his head full of black lines.

"Hmm, that seems to be China." Dawson replied with a guilty conscience.

"Then what are you talking about, why don't you hurry up, if every Chinese in the fuck has a set of Rockets jerseys, how much money can we make?" Tiger roared like a [-]-level typhoon.

Looking at Tiger, who was full of lawsuits, Dawson didn't dare to neglect, turned around and trotted away
"Why, boss, want to develop the Chinese market?" Lao Tang asked.

"Yeah, the league is complete only when China joins the NBA," Tiger said quietly from the sidelines

"However, can China now join the NBA players?" Lao Tang asked a little confused.

"China is a big country with a population of more than one billion. Do you think that such a country cannot have an NBA-level player? Anyway, I believe there is, and there is more than one." Tiger was pretending to be a magician again.

Lao Meng thought to himself: Damn, Dayao is already an All-Star player, why not.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is already the day of the NBA draft.

The general managers and owners of all teams gathered at the scene of the NBA draft.

Before entering the scene, Lao Meng saw Stern, the head of the entire league.

"Hi, Mr. Jones, welcome to join the big NBA family." Stern said to Tiger while walking, smiling and stretching out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Stern, I am also very happy to join this big family." Tiger stretched out his hand and shook Stern lightly, and replied with a smile.

"Mr. Tiger, as a legend in the financial world, I think there must be some good suggestions for the development of the alliance. Let's discuss it sometime." Stern's very gentle old Meng chatted.

"Okay, Mr. Stern, as a senior, I am very honored to be able to listen to your experience." Tiger also replied with a smile on his face.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, then let's make an appointment." Stern said with a big laugh.

"Okay, I'll be there anytime." Tiger also said with a smile.

"Then I'll go in first, so I won't waste your time, Mr. Tiger." Stern and Tiger laughed, waved their hands, and walked into the venue.

Tiger and Stern waved goodbye and thought secretly in their hearts: Old fox here at NND, I don’t know what you want from me.

With the arrival of all the participants, the 95th Annual Draft officially began.

Sure enough, history has not changed.

No. [-] pick, Golden State Warriors ——————— Joe Smith, hey, not too watery No. [-] pick.

No. [-], Los Angeles Clippers ——————McDyess, if there is no injury, he is also an excellent power forward

Prospect, Philadelphia—————————— Stackhouse.

No.4, Washington ————————— Rasheed - Wallace, "Tianzun"

No.5, Timberwolves—————————— Kevin Garnett (can’t be called Wolf King, if it’s a rocket pilot, hehe)

In the 11th place in the second round, the Rockets selected the Serbian Podiroga as an excellent swingman.

Immediately, the Rockets traded Maxwell and Charles Jones and the Timberwolves for Kevin Garnett and next year's first-round pick.

Then Chilkat and Zan Tamac were traded for Clippers point guard Mark Jackson.

However, these two transactions were just two waves in the tide of transactions in 95, and they had no major impact at all.

After the draft, under the command of Lao Meng, Garnett signed a "720+2" contract with a total value of 2 million.

At the meeting, looking at Garnett, who was still immature and shy, Tiger's heart surged.

KG's fate has changed, so I don't know how big a storm this little butterfly can create. Hehe, the NBA will be more interesting than before.

There is no problem with Mark Jackson's contract, and Mark is also very willing to play for the Rockets.

As the No. [-] figure on the assist list in the future, it can be said that he has a very good combat power.

In Tiger's future plans, Jackson will not be a passer-by.

"Dawson, I asked you to send someone to China, who did you send?" Tiger asked while sitting in the boss chair.

"I have sent two senior assistants to China, and I have already contacted BJ's club you mentioned." Dawson replied.

"Then about the cooperation, how did the discussion go?" Tiger wanted to know the complete situation
"It's just that there are some intentions, and the other party seems to be a little skeptical." Dawson replied with a wry smile.

"Doubt? Doubt what? Are we liars?" Tiger asked very strangely.

"A little bit, how can a dignified NBA championship team take a fancy to a national league that has just started to become professional." Dawson also said depressingly.

"I'm so stupid, Dawson, you go there in person, first contact the American Basketball Association and the Chinese Basketball Association, and then the Chinese Basketball Association will notify BJ to go through this procedure. It shouldn't be That's it." Tiger said quickly.

"Then why did you choose the BJ team? Isn't the other team good?" Dawson asked.

"You know, China's political center is so? It's BJ, and having money in China doesn't necessarily work. Go ahead. Your second stop is Shanghai. Remember to give it to them. We have a choice." Tiger Said.

"Okay, Boss, but you tell me who you're looking for, I'm so sure." Dawson said.

"Hey, a big Mongolian guy, a guy who might stand up to O'Neill in strength, and he's only 20 years old, hahahaha." Tiger said with a lewd smile on his face.

And the Mongolian youth who was far away in BJ unintuitively shivered, and his back was cold.

I kept muttering in my heart: Why, who cares about me.

With Tiger's hopes in mind, Dawson set off three days later.

Fly to BJ, fly to an era when Chinese professional basketball began.

(End of this chapter)