NBA: God-level 2K system

“I want you to be the face of Alipay.”

“You’re doing about the same thing as James, you’re both two champions.”

“James’ advertising endorsement fee is $33 million a year.”

Boss Ma looked at Yang Jun and did not continue to speak.

But the meaning is obvious.

James only took thirty-three million US dollars, so Yang Jun’s advertising endorsement fee is almost like this.

“I’ll get a third title.”

Yang Jun said very calmly.

Boss Ma was stunned and glanced at the secretary.

The female secretary immediately took out a notebook and began to frantically tap the keyboard.

Three minutes later, the female secretary put the result in front of Boss Ma.

“Yang Jun, I appreciate you, I now have two plans for you to choose.”

“The first plan, Ali is ready to sign with you for five years, and the annual signing fee is 30 million US dollars, which is 180 million yuan.”

“The second plan, Ali also signed a five-year contract with you, the amount of the contract is 20 million US dollars per year, 120 million.”

Boss Ma looked at Yang Jun.

But the latter’s face did not have the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

Boss Ma nodded, as if he was very satisfied with Yang Jun’s reaction.

“But the second treaty, with a trigger clause, as long as you can win the championship for 19 to 20 seasons, the advertising endorsement fee will increase to $30 million.”

“Every year after that, if you can squander the championship, the advertising endorsement fee will increase by five million dollars.”

“No cap on.”

“I’ll choose the second one.”

Without saying a word, Yang Jun signed his name in person under the second condition.

Yang Jun has the confidence to win more championships!

Moreover, the second clause, as long as you get a championship, it is enough to make up for the loss.

He loves challenging work.

“Hahaha, boy, young and vigorous.”

Boss Ma got up, patted Yang Jun’s shoulder and got up and left.

Leaving a confused Yang Jun and Han Lime.

The intellectual secretary stepped on a slight foot and sat down opposite Yang Jun.

“Here are the supplementary terms, Mr. Yang, just sign here.”

After a slight shock, Yang Jun wrote his name according to the instructions.

The secretary got up and sorted out all the papers.

Before leaving, leave a bunch of keys on the table.

“Mr. Yang, the property rights of this house have passed to your name, and this is the door key.”

The female secretary’s tone was very calm, but Yang Jun still heard a little sour taste from it.

“The total area of the house is 700 square meters, with thirty bedrooms, two large living rooms, including a swimming pool, and an underground winery.”

“The whole house is a typical Chinese decoration, and the market price five years ago was nearly 60 million.”

The female secretary stood at the door, and when she was about to leave, she couldn’t help but say: “Mr. Yang, it seems that Ma Zong likes you very much.” ”

As boss Ma’s secretary, she hadn’t seen her boss so happy for a long time.

Moreover, it is only a small endorsement contract.

Boss Ma personally came to preside over the signing ceremony, which made the sensitive secretary perceive Boss Ma’s love for Yang Jun.

Pedal to pedal!

The sexy female secretary stepped on the slender high heels and went away.

When the secretary was far away, the crisp sound of high heels could no longer be heard in the corridor.

Yang Juncai came back to taste.

Sleeper!

Generous!

Just after signing the contract, Boss Ma da gave Yang Jun a gift of sixty million.

This gift is also too expensive!

Rao is Yang Jun, who has also seen the world, but looking back on what happened today, he still feels unreal for a while.

Rich and willful!

Just as Yang Jun sighed for a long time, Han Lime hugged him from behind.

The temperature suddenly rose.

……

Han Lime lay in Yang Jun’s arms, holding his hair in his hand.

“Yang Jun, will you not want me?”

Yang Jun cried and laughed, and kissed the latter on the forehead.

“Don’t think about it, if you think about it again, you will be beaten!”

“However, you also said today that when you have money, you will have to change a girlfriend every day!”

Han Qingli muttered, constantly saying that men become bad if they have money, and Yang Jun is a big turnip or something like that.

Han Lime muttered, looking bad.

…………

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

Yang Jun was awakened by a burst of fragrance.

Yang Jun covered his grunting stomach and came to the living room.

In the living room of more than 100 square meters, a small person is constantly busy.

“Sweet and sour ribs, stews, salmon…”

Good fellow, Yang Jun counted, and there were twelve dishes on the table.

“Are you awake?”

Seeing Yang Jun, Han Lime’s face was full of smiles.

Yang Jun walked over to Han Lime’s side and scraped at her face.

Han Lime’s red fluttering face turned into a small flower face.

It turned out that Han Lime was in a hurry to cook and forgot to wash his hands.

“Come, I’ll help you.”

Yang Jun rolled up his sleeves.

To cook this table dish, it doesn’t take three or five hours to get down.

He was reluctant to let Han Lime be busy alone and pick up the ready-made ones himself.

However, Han Lime did not let Yang Jun help.

“You play so hard in the NBA, I don’t have much to cook a meal.”

Looking at Han Lime, who was holding an apron and was busy.

Yang Jun’s heart was warm.

Although he had many women, the closest to him now was this Han Lime.

When dinner was ready, Han Qinglime watched yang jun raise his chopsticks and put a piece of salmon in his mouth.

Yang Jun’s brow frowned.

Han Lime’s eyes were watery, and he was about to cry.

“It was delicious! Not greasy, but quite fragrant! ”

Yang Jun added.

Han Lime narrowed his eyes at Yang Jun, and a smile appeared on his face.

Early the next morning, Yang Jun got up.

After the daily morning run, after exercising, I came home.

Han Lime was still asleep in the bed.

Yang Jun put the purchased fritters and soy milk on the table.

Turn around and go downstairs.

The NBA Finals end on June 9 of each year.

The men’s basketball team training began as early as the end of May, but because Yang Jun was playing in the finals.

The men’s basketball team only carried out physical fitness and basic skills training during this time.

Tactics and running positions or whatever, there is no training.

Since the beginning of the year, the men’s basketball team has been divided into two teams.

Li Nan led the Huaxia Blue Team, while Du Feng led the Huaxia Red Team.

At present, the coach of the Huaxia men’s basketball team has not yet been determined.

Therefore, Yang Jun also does not know what tactics the Huaxia men’s basketball team is ready to play.

Hit a drip and came to the Wukesong Basketball Hall.

Yang Jun got out of the taxi and handed his signature to the taxi master.

The latter nagged himself for ten minutes.

From getting on the bus to getting off, there is no parking in between.

When it was almost time for Wukesong, the driver master also specially reminded Yang Jun to give himself an autograph.

“Well, you go slowly!”

“This year’s Basketball Association World Cup, try to give us a final four back!”

The driver master waved his hand to Yang Jun, and disappeared instantly when he stepped on the accelerator.

Yang Jun walked to the entrance of the Wukesong Gymnasium.

Stopped by two security guards.

“I’m sorry, sir, recently, the Wukesong Stadium is not open to the public, if you want to play basketball, please change places…”

Yang Jun helplessly took off the mouth village.

“I am Yang…”

“Sleeper! Yang Jun! Mvp！ ”

“Big brother, when did you come back?”

“I only saw you win the title on TV the day before yesterday!” You came back so soon? ”

The elderly security guard next to it couldn’t look any further.

A kick into the buttocks of the security guard, crossed eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: “Roll! Your little boy is sick, isn’t he? Chasing stars does not look at time, delay people’s training, how to get results! ”

“Please come in!”

Yang Jun rubbed his nose and walked into the Wukesong Gymnasium.

The Wukesong Gymnasium was empty.

There were no players training, just a few cleaning aunts who kept cleaning up the garbage.

Yang Jun glanced at his mobile phone, eight o’clock.