NBA Legends Manager

Chapter 47 Done
"Is Presti crazy, actually want to trade Mr. Baron Davis with a big heart, and also trade a super rookie who just averaged 16.5 points, 4.5 rebounds and 5 assists per game?" The Thunder's high-level executives in the conference room are having a heated dialogue.

Clayton covered his head. To be honest, he was also very shocked at the beginning, but when he called Presti and heard his team building plan, he was silent for a while and said nothing more.

Clayton could only fight against Ray for Presti at this time, and said helplessly: "Actually, I asked to do this. I feel that the two of them will not be in such a good state next season."

"You know what, that's a rookie. A rookie with this record will be an All-Star in the future." A major shareholder finally couldn't help but exploded.

Clayton was angry, and he couldn't blame him. After all, when Presti proposed, it wasn't just them who were shocked. The entire league was extremely surprised. It is said that no less than 20 teams have already made inquiries.

Clayton knew that he was also in the wrong, and it was too much to say, so it was okay to hide, so Clayton got up and slipped away with the excuse of being unscrupulous in going to the toilet.

Of course, what got back was the crazy curses of various shareholders, and even a few small shareholders were ready to withdraw.

Although the playoffs have already started, Presti did not allow the players to take a vacation, but let them stay here until the end of the first round of the playoffs.

In the office, Presti smiled and looked at Dragic in front of him. Dragic was extremely shocked when he knew that he was going to be put on the shelf. He didn't believe it at the beginning, but when the news was released on the Thunder's official website, he had no choice but to believe it.

"Mr. Presti, I want to ask why." Dragic was puzzled. He really didn't understand. He should be one of the best rookies in 2008. Why would he be willing to put himself on the shelf?

"Have you ever lived in a big city like Los Angeles, Boston, Golden State, New York?" Presti asked without directly responding.

"Been to New York," Dragic replied quickly.

"You should belong there, where there is the spotlight that all athletes dream of. You will show your strength in such a big city and make those people crazy for you, not in a small city like Oklahoma that can't be in a small city," Presti said slowly.

"But I also like Oklahoma, and Westbrook..." Before Dragic could finish, Presti interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"But you need a maximum salary. If you can't get it in Oklahoma, the boss won't be willing." Presti still said with a smile, but said in his heart: "Boss Clayton, you should bear the blame."

"And being in a big city will not only increase your popularity, but also a series of endorsement contracts are waiting for you to sign. Believe me, a small place like Oklahoma is not suitable for someone like you who is bound to become a superstar in the future."

After hearing what Presti said, Dragic was full of resentment at first, but now he suddenly appreciated Presti, so he immediately said: "Coach Presti, thank you" and changed the name of Presti to the head coach again.

"Fixed" Presti said proudly, but said on the mouth: "Well, I have been very optimistic about you since the moment I chose you, and you will become a superstar in the future. Don't forget to praise me in front of the public."

Dragic nodded in agreement, as if he remembered something, and when he was about to speak, Presti immediately said, "Don't worry, I will definitely trade you to a big city. I won't trade even if a small city has a good bargaining chip."

Dragic was surprised. The head coach is so good, he knows what I want to say, but why do I feel that what Coach Presti said is a bit unreliable?Those who hadn't come continued to delve into it, and Presti pulled Dragic out, and also said: "Help me call Baron Davis over."

After a while, Baron Davis came to Presti's office. Baron Davis is a 10-year veteran, and he has been in the limelight recently, so he asked loudly as soon as he arrived at the office: "Presti, what's going on, you want to trade me?"

Before Presti could speak, Baron Davis continued: "You just tricked me into coming to the Thunder, and you want to trade me? Let me be the core of the offense for only one year? FUCK YOU!!!!"

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Presti waited until Davis had finished venting before saying, "Let's do it first, it's actually better for both of us."

"It's good to have a fart," Davis said angrily.

"Actually, I have boasted so much in the media before, in fact, it is because of your existence, you have given me infinite confidence."
Baron Davis obviously liked this, looked at Presti and signaled to continue.

"However, Clayton, the boss, called me and told me clearly that next season will continue to be poor, and you told the boss with an 18-game winning streak, it's impossible. If you don't trade, who do you trade?" Presti said seriously.

Just as Baron Davis was about to speak, Presti continued, "And a great player like you, how could you accept being poor? You should go to a playoff team, and then make a big splash in the playoffs. If luck comes again, maybe the O'Brien trophy will favor you," Presti said earnestly and seductively.

Baron Davis originally wanted to say that I accept poor performance, but when I heard Presti say that he is a great player, I was instantly overwhelmed. How can I accept poor performance as a great player? How can I stay on a team that can't even make it to the playoffs?
So Baron Davis nodded, indicating that I agreed, and left happily.

"Huh..." Presti exhaled slowly, and it was finally done. The next thing is to see who to exchange for the desired lottery after the lottery meeting.

Presti looked at the team's roster. He knew that many of the rosters on it would not appear in the next season's roster, and some of them would even leave the NBA. Should he do something for them? Well, let them earn some extra money. Thinking of this, Presti asked some fringe players to be notified.

After a while, a few players headed by Wilkins came to Presti's office. As soon as he entered the office, Wilkins asked a little nervously, "What's the matter with the head coach?"

Presti smiled reassuringly and said, "Don't be nervous, I just want to give you a gift." Just as the players were about to ask, Presti said again: "I predict that the Lakers will win the championship 4-1 with the Magic this season. Go buy it."

The players looked at each other in blank dismay, and Presti also knew the doubts and incomprehensions in their hearts, and he didn't explain it. No matter how much he explained, he was already benevolent enough.

Soon the players left the office, and Presti began to think about the players who played well in the previous 2009 rookies and shined again in this draft.

(End of this chapter)