The China Power of NBA

At six o'clock in the afternoon in New York time, the bloody sunset hangs on the pointed roofs of those ancient French buildings, refusing to fall, the straight road is full of traffic, and people come and go. At the gate of the Simon Commercial Center in New Orleans, a group of people in suits, Americans in ties stood here anxiously, ready to welcome the arrival of the distinguished guests, surrounded by frenzied reporters blocked by the police, their cameras blared non-stop at the crowd.

A dignified Cadillac slowly parked at the gate of Simon Business Center. When the car came to a complete stop, a man came out from the waiting crowd, wearing white fine silk gloves, bowed his waist, and respectfully opened the back door of the president. Fu just got off the plane from the Armstrong International Airport in New Orleans, and was picked up here by the enthusiastic team PR. The jet lag has not yet reversed. The turbulence of the past few days is physically and mentally exhausting for an elderly person like Fu. , feeling very tormented, but the old Fu still cheered up, tried to smile, and got out of the car with a gentle and elegant temperament unique to oriental people.

As soon as Lao Fu got out of the car, he saw a tall, 1.7-meter-high Western woman with blond hair and blue eyes, a graceful figure, fine makeup on the corners of her eyes, wearing a fashionable gray suit and skirt, speaking to Lao Fu in fluent Chinese. said,

"Hello, Mr. Fu, welcome to the United States, Louisiana, and New Ireland after traveling thousands of miles. My name is Anna, your secretary and translator."

When Anna speaks, she always has a sweet smile on her face, her lips are slightly opened, revealing a few white teeth, her voice is gentle and magnetic, and her tone of speaking is also unhurried, obviously she has been very strict. PR training.

Old Fu shook hands politely, Anna smiled, and led Old Fu to introduce one by one to the crowd. Old Fu felt that his legs were going to be weak, but he still stood upright, smiling at everyone, saying hello, and then shake hands.

"This is David George, the head of the team's public relations planning department."

"This is Cana Montas, who is currently the head of the team's business development department."

"This is Alonzo Monet, who is currently the head of the team's social promotion department."

"This is Carmelo Carlo, currently the head of the team's player training department."

"This is Paul Mogar, the head of the team's financial department."

"This is Matt Gagani, currently the head of the team's administration."

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To be honest, Lao Fu didn’t understand a single word about the faces and names of these foreigners. Lao Fu played in the United States in his early years, so English is not a problem for him, but now Lao Fu is getting old. Besides, I am not in good health today, and the foreigner’s name is quite long, with several characters. Old Fu saw this one and forgot the last one. For this, Old Fu is also very helpless. It seems that only Maybe I got to know each other slowly in my future work.

"This is the current head coach of the team, the head coach Monty Williams who just signed in August."

Hearing the word head coach, Lao Fu couldn't help raising his head, and looked at Williams carefully. He was about 35 years old, with short hair, a big nose, clear eyebrows, and a smile showing his big white teeth.

The head coach may be the person I will be in frequent contact with in my future work. Old Fu tried hard to remember his appearance, but when he turned his head, he forgot, and only remembered the big white teeth like white porcelain.

"This is the head of the team's medical department, Terry Kafler."

Old Fu looked up, and saw a big fat man with a greasy face smirking at him. There were a few sparse hairs on his head, and his whole face was chubby, which was somewhat similar to Zhou Ke.

The group of people standing at the door consisted of about a dozen people, and the specific old Fu couldn't remember the exact ones. Anyway, in the end, as long as they were in front of Anna, they would shake hands.

After introducing everyone, Anna was about to lead Old Fu into the building, when suddenly behind everyone, a girl's youthful voice sounded.

"And me, and me."

A girl about 23 or 1.7 years old with beautiful blond hair, wearing a red sweater and gray sweatpants squeezed in from behind the crowd. She was about [-] meters tall, with fair skin and a slender figure. He wears extra-large black thick-rimmed glasses without lenses, which look like they are for "decoration".

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Fu, my name is Jenny, and now I am the captain of the team's cheerleading team. I am very interested in Eastern culture, especially "Kungfu (Kung Fu)", as she said, Jenny also made a similar Yu Taekwondo's hitting action made everyone laugh. Jenny continued, "I hope you can bring me with you when you return to China next time, so that I can also experience the splendid oriental culture."

"No problem," the old man agreed, and then said to the crowd with a smile, "the country on the other side of the earth, which seems a little mysterious to you, has a custom that has been passed down for thousands of years. This The custom applies to every occasion worthy of celebration, and that is giving out red envelopes."

"Give us red bags?" Everyone said in amazement, Americans don't have this concept, so they don't know what the old Fu is going to say.

Jenny quickly replied: "A red envelope is a red bag?"

The old man smiled lightly, and then said, "The meaning of red envelopes is to use red paper bags with banknotes inside, and distribute them to everyone who comes to congratulate, because in China, red represents happiness and peace. Best wishes to everyone present in this way!"

The old man took out the accompanying bag from the car, and then took out a stack of neatly arranged red envelopes from the bag, handed it to Anna, and said, "Anna, I still need to trouble you to help me distribute it. A red envelope, of course, don’t forget the media friends outside,” Lao Fu opened a red envelope, took out two banknotes inside, and said, “Each red envelope contains one hundred dollars, not much money, but it represents my Best wishes to my friends, hope our team is getting better and better!"

Everyone cheered and applauded!
The Simon Commercial Center is the tallest commercial-residential mixed-use building in New Orleans, with a height of more than 150 meters and a total of [-] floors. The team management center office of the New Orleans Hornets is located on the tenth to fifteenth floors of the Simon Commercial Center.

Under the leadership of Anna and the others, Lao Fu briefly looked at the history of the team, the operation situation, and the development plan, and looked at his own office and the operation of various departments. Unable to bear it any longer, we interrupted the visit and went back to the hotel to rest.

The team PR has already reserved the presidential suite of the Hans Hotel for Lao Fu, which is located on the No.30 floor of the Simon Hotel. "The hotel is gone.

The time difference between New Orleans and China’s standard time in Beijing is exactly eleven hours. That is to say, Beijing is in the morning, New Orleans is in the evening, Beijing is in the afternoon, and New Orleans is in the morning. I haven't slept for two days, so Lao Fu went into the room, took a shower, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

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When he woke up, the old Fu looked at his watch with dim eyes, and it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. The old Fu hadn't slept for such a long time in many years, and the old Fu laughed at himself. used.

After getting up and eating something, Lao Fu went downstairs and returned to his office. He greeted various staff members along the way. A player report was placed on the desk. The author was Marquis Jackson. Looks like he's back in the US too.

Old Fu picked up the information and looked at it carefully. It seems that Jackson is a very caring person. Last time in Sui Jiayuan's office, he asked him to express the ability of each player in the player report. He actually Remember, and the representation of the player's height and weight in the data is not the inches and pounds used in the NBA, but the centimeters (centimeters) and kilograms used by the Chinese.

Old Fu nodded in satisfaction.