You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Bobby Jackson's trial training effect is gratifying, Osgers sent him a second trial training invitation that day.

This time it is a separate trial training.

Upon hearing the news, Jackson was very excited and thanked him.

Although Jackson has a daunting old face, he is a college student who is just preparing to test the NBA. He does not know how such a person will cause McGrady to hit him with the ball in the future.

As the sun went down, a splash of gorgeous red dangling disappeared on the edge of the world.

In order to participate in the dinner of Oscars, Mo Mengchen pushed away other things and went home to dress up carefully.

New management, new general manager.

Mo Mengchen wanted to have a good relationship with him, and it would be very worry-free to have a general manager who could help.

That night, more than two dozen people poured into Osgers' house.

Except for the three player representatives of Mo Mengchen, Hill and Dumas, the management team and the coaching staff, all of them were in Detroit.

"Look at our new general manager, he is very different from Doug." Dumas smiled.

Mo Mengchen sat quietly. Tonight's meal, all he needed was superficial effort. His arrival represented support for Osgoss, and everything else was false.

He did not expect dinner at Oscars' house.

Looking at the good looks of Osgoss and Adam Fraser, Mo Mengchen sighed more and more how convenient this smiley face of Buddha was for him.

Frauss is still an assistant coach, but everyone on the team knows that he will change sooner or later.

On this matter, Mo Mengchen has never talked to Froths, and he does not know what kind of team-building plan will be used by Froths.

In the end, is it to follow the running of Collins, or to rebuild a system?

This is a problem that must be solved.

The Pistons system was successful last season, but in front of a team of this level of the Bulls, running and running can't work effectively.

Whether it is a problem of the system or the strength of the personnel, the coaching staff still has disputes.

Osgers finally seemed to have finished his visit with his colleagues. He walked over to Mo Mengchen and toasted: "I believe the future of the team is bright. Under the leadership of the three of you, the East is just around the corner. ."

This glass of wine is heavy, and Hill doesn't know whether to drink it.

Mo Mengchen did not hesitate, just like a promise, he picked up the wine glass and lightly touched Osgoss, saying, "This is our common goal."

Through this scene, Osgers can clearly see who is the leader of the player camp.

Hill was hesitant and Dumas did not express his position. Only he gave a response. After he responded, the other two did not feel different.

Osgers found the right target from the beginning.

"Mo, come with me." Osgoth smiled.

Mo Mengchen got up.

Osgers said to Hill and Dumars: "Have fun."

Hill and Dumas raised their wine glasses in return.

"What do you think he wants to do with Mo?" Hill asked.

Dumas put the wine glass down, picked up the plate, carefully selected some foods of taste, and then sat down to eat slowly.

"If I'm the general manager, I still don't understand the rules very well, and there are a bunch of people around me who are ready to dig for me. What do you say I should do?

Dumas asked Hill.

Devil Mountain never thought about this, and the answer at this time is naturally no.

"I do not know."

"I have to find a few allies, who do you think is the most important thing for us?" Dumas asked again.

This is really Mo Mengchen.

Hill complained: "It seems that he has found the right person. Mo's words are full of power, and often shock me to the full extent."

"So his choice is understandable. Let's wait here. Mo will get things done," Dumas said leisurely.

This scene is somewhat surreal.

No matter how Mo Mengchen is just a player who just finished playing the second season, Hill did not expect that he would have such a weight in the eyes of a senior such as Oscars.

Osgers is not a subordinate, but a subordinate. His chest is more than a piston team. His eyes are longer than anyone in management.

Many people know that the Pistons are just a stepping stone for him.

Such a person caught Mo Mengchen at a glance.

"What are you talking about?" Hill asked.

Dumas drank a glass of red wine and smiled lightly: "What else can there be? In the future."

"When I bought this bottle of wine, they suggested that I keep it for 20 years, but I couldn't hold it back because it was really delicious."

Osgester deliberately took out a bottle of wine with only a third left.

The better the wine, the more it can withstand aging. More than 90% of the wines on the market cannot be aged. It is best to drink it within 2 years. Wines with aged value are generally more expensive. Of course, conversely, the more expensive the wine, the more it tends to have a stronger aging ability when it is brewed.

Mo Mengchen doesn't know how to taste wine. For him, all wines are the same. The difference between drinking one and two.

Moreover, he does not like the taste of wine.

"Then I must try it."

Even if you are thinking that you are a ghost, isn't it just a bottle of wine? The opposite should also be said on the mouth. There is no way, he can't be very mean as soon as he comes up. Before joking, he must first find out the nature of the other party.

This is also the biggest change of Mo Mengchen. He is no longer as familiar as he was in his previous life. What he said always makes people have a bad urinary tract.

Even if he has the support of the entire player camp and Shannon Poser and others, he still has to be as good as possible with these people.

Otherwise, if these people make a stumbling block during the season, he can bear it.

Osgers filled Mo Mengchen with a glass and then filled himself with half a glass. It seemed that he really cherished the bottle of wine.

"I read the information of the last two years. According to the assistant, our performance is improving every year, but my predecessor has not tapped your potential to the extreme, right?" Osgers asked.

Mo Mengchen took a sip, the wine was secreted in his mouth, and he slowly swallowed the wine.

"Yes, not right." Mo Mengchen replied.

Osgers does not understand sports, so he really needs Mo Mengchen to explain to him: "How do you say?"

Mo Mengchen said: "Doug made no mistakes in his first year as head coach. Our strength was nothing more than that. He had nothing to do. His real problem was in the second year, and it was not just It’s not enough to tap into the team’s potential. Taking a step back and saying that no coach can 100% tap the team’s potential is unrealistic."

"I knew it would be so. They regarded me as a novice and always said something mysterious and mysterious." Osger drank half a glass of wine in one breath. "To be honest, I don't care about the Pistons' performance, nor will I Stay in this position for a long time."

This is a chat.

Mo Mengchen didn't pay back, just looked at him.

Osgoss continued: "I promised Bill before taking office. The Pistons will advance every year under my rule. He gave me two years. Within two years, if the team succeeds, he will let me leave. This position."

"Mo, can you do this for me?" Osgoth asked with a smile.

"Paying is relative," Mo Mengchen put down his glass and said flatly, "We are fighting for the victory on the court, you are planning behind the scenes, we are a collective."

Osgers asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"A stable coaching staff, a responsible management, a quiet public opinion environment, a comprehensive logistic support, and, no matter what you want to do, let me have a psychological preparation first."

Mo Mengchen made five requests.

Osgers smiled gradually, just like that.

If Mo Mengchen made any guarantee as soon as he came up, he would feel cheated.

"So," Osgots continued pouring himself, "What can you bring me?"

"A little merit."

Mo Mengchen smiled, "but enough to get you back to the top."

"I like to deal with you." Osgers toasted. "You are as arrogant as I am."

Mo Mengchen had a toast with Oscars: "At least from the point of honesty, you are much better than Doug."

This conversation means a lot.

Mo Mengchen still has some things to know, but he believes that he will not deviate too much from his guess.

Osgers didn't mean it, he just wanted to score.

Moreover, he has only two years.

Therefore, Mo Mengchen does not have to worry about him fooling around. If he has to worry about anything, he is definitely not in the management.

Solved the worries, and then only the draft conference, off-season special training, pre-season training camp and let Frause clear the system, then use the regular season time to arrange a stable rotation, aiming at the Bulls’ weaknesses Train them and then achieve revenge in the playoffs.

The fire was burning in Mo Mengchen's heart, and he could not wait.

When Hill and Dumas saw him come out, Devil Mountain first asked: "How about it?"

"Dean will fully support our game. All we have to do is win." Mo Mengchen said.

The simplest and most difficult thing.

The next day, the Pistons conducted a second trial of Bobby Jackson.

The trial training was completely closed, and no one knew how the Pistons trained Jackson.

Frauss and Mo Mengchen participated in the whole process.

As a result, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Frauss was satisfied with Jackson's performance and offered to suggest that Dean Augsgg take Jackson down.

Time continues to flow away.

The finals proceed as scheduled.

There are many legends in this year's finals.

But it has nothing to do with the Pistons. One day, Mo Mengchen drove to the Lynn Stadium, and suddenly saw several fans wearing the Bulls 23 jersey running excitedly roaring on the road: "Michael Deflu is also invincible Jordan!"

Then Mo Mengchen remembered that it turned out that Jordan completed the famous "flu battle" last night.

His mood at that time was similar to his previous life.

There is one difference: he was just a trivial commoner in the previous life, and he was not interested in this matter; he is a competitor of Jordan in this life. When he was so powerful, he felt a lot of discomfort in his heart.