The years of red flags

Chapter 1229 Why don’t you go to heaven?

Chapter 1229 Why don’t you go to heaven?

After Lao Mao picked up the ball, he moved forward a few steps and passed the ball to Francis. This time, Francis did not rush in, but slowed down outside the three-point line, waiting for Yao Min in the penalty area. After stabilizing his position, he directly transferred the ball to Yao Ming in a high-profile manner.

After Yao Min got the ball, he hit his back twice. The person behind him was Ben Wallace, the future's strongest defensive short center.

His strength was so powerful that it was impossible for the current Yao Min to move. So, Yao Ming immediately performed a set of silky Shanghai dance steps, knocking away O'Neal who was helping to defend next to him, and then cut directly to the basket. It's a two-handed dunk.

No matter how strong you are, your steps are not as smooth as mine. He's not as tall as me, so he could only watch Yao Min dunk a ball on his head.

The whole place was in an uproar immediately, such a beautiful step. It’s rare to see anyone like this anymore. The last one who was so beautiful was Olajuwon. In addition, Olajuwon was once a star of the Rockets, and it is said that he also mentored Yao Min this summer, so everyone thought that Yao Min’s The movements are dreamy dance steps.

In this game that day, Yao Ming played for about 27 minutes. When he came off the field, he was like a fish out of water, his legs were shaking.

But he scored 17 points, 12 rebounds, two assists and two blocks. Such an outstanding performance was recognized by fans and officials.

Of course, Yao Ming believes that the most important thing is that he helped the Rockets win.

After the game, Jiang Hua said to Xia Song: "Yao Min's performance is good. He is very hopeful to win the Rookie of the Year this year. Hurry and help him contact the top agent. The owner of the Rockets is a scammer and will not give up money." The promotion for Yao Min is sometimes not enough. Even if he performs well, he may not get the honor. Find a good agent to put pressure on Alexander.”

Xia Song smiled and said: "Don't worry, Boss Jiang. Now that Yao Min has performed like this in his first game, there will soon be outstanding agents who come to recommend themselves. I believe they are much more proficient in NBA operations than me." "

"Anyway, you should pay more attention. We finally produced such a good basketball player. Don't let him lose all the honors he deserves."

Sure enough, as Xia Song expected, he was very busy the next day. Many well-known agents came to ask for Yao Ming's NBA agent. To be precise, he should be the agent of Chou Guo.

On a whim, Jiang Hua found an old relationship and asked him to help contact some investigative agencies, the gray ones, to help investigate some secret matters.

Because Jiang Hua suddenly remembered that civet cats will cause big trouble next year, but in his last life Jiang Hua never believed that this blame was really caused by civet cats.

People in Guangdong and Guangxi also have a long history of eating civet cats. Why did such a disaster happen now when there was no such disaster before? After living in isolation for three years, Jiang Hua became more and more convinced that someone must be causing trouble and making the civet cats take the blame. .

After paying a seven-digit investigation fee, the people from the investigation company patted their chests and said that as long as it happened, they would definitely be able to find out the results, and even the samples would be handed over to Jiang Hua.

When I got home, Jiang Qiuyun was not at home. She should still be studying at school at this point, but Jiang Qiubai was at home.

This kid was holding a teacup and following the grandfather, watching his grandfather play chess with the old man in the alley, and even making a few blind moves when nothing happened.

The other uncles teased Jiang Qiubai: "Boy, you are quite capable. How about we kill each other?"

Jiang Qiubai said with a frown, "Okay, let my grandfather kill you all first, and then I will kill you all."

These words made Zhong Shanyue happy. He laughed loudly, touched Jiang Qiubai's head, and muttered: "Good grandson, good grandson, it really boosts your ambition." "Dad, why are you bringing this with you today?" Boy?" Jiang Hua asked curiously: "Isn't this boy always playing in the alley? Why is he so well-behaved today?"

Zhong Shanyue said with a smile: "You are in trouble. Why don't you act nice now?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "He got into trouble. What kind of trouble did he get into?"

An old man next to him said with a smile: "The day before yesterday, I was playing with a plane and hit a big hole in Lao Zhang's roof in the alley. The house was completely destroyed."

"Jiang Qiubai, you can do it. You can even play with airplanes." Jiang Hua said with a half-smile, "Why don't you go to heaven?"

"I want to be able to go to bed in the morning." Jiang Qiubai said sternly: "It's all my fault that the model airplane my second uncle bought was too difficult to control. I just accidentally got into an accident."

Zhong Shanyue hugged his grandson and said, "Okay, how can a boy not get into trouble? His mother has already criticized him, so don't pursue it."

"I'm not pursuing it, I just want to know what's going on."

Zhong Shanyue nodded: "Some time ago, Zhong Yuemin got a model airplane from somewhere. When he had time, he took the two boys to the park to play. This is not a public welfare organization and there are activities. Zhong Yuemin went to escort him. His brother When he went to school again, he dragged the aircraft to the streets and alleys to play with it by himself. My grandson was very smart. He could make it fly to the sky by himself. But he was too happy when he was driving it, which caused the plane to crash. The roof of the house was smashed and the model airplane was destroyed.”

"Have you apologized to others?"

Zhong Shanyue nodded: "My mother brought this kid to the door to apologize in person. The third child helped maintain and decorate the house, and arranged for the old Zhang family to rest in a nearby hotel."

Jiang Hua touched Jiang Qiubai's little head: "The maintenance fee will be deducted from your pocket money."

"Don't bother me," Jiang Qiubai begged, "I'm not as free with money as my sister. I only receive pocket money from my mother, which is only a few cents in total."

"How old are you? You want financial freedom? Your sister didn't get her bank card until the first semester of the second grade of junior high school. Your bank card is kept with your mother. When you are about to arrive, she will also let you have it. You are free with your money.”

Jiang Qiubai was excited. This was the first time he learned from his father that he also had the same bank card as his sister.

"Then the deduction of my pocket money is from the bank card?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "Everything will be deducted. The decoration money will be deducted from your bank card. I will deduct a little pocket money from you as a punishment. Otherwise, you won't remember this lesson."

Jiang Qiubai pouted and deducted money from his bank card. He didn't care, but deducting his current pocket money made him feel very sad.

"What a big deal." Lao Zhang, who was watching chess on the side, said, "I don't have enough pocket money. If you want to eat snacks, just come to Grandpa Zhang's place. You can have any snacks in our canteen."

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