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"Lu, Reed is a very traditional manager."

Shortly after Louis returned to the office, Jane Walker came to him.

Louie knew what that meant.

He knows very well that Auerbach doesn't like trading first-round picks because the Celtics have traded first-round picks to other teams many times. And those teams couldn't guarantee their competitiveness, and they ended up in a tragic situation where they gave away high draft picks to the Celtics at the same time.

Even if the Celtics' roster is so strong that it's hard not to make the playoffs for the next decade, Auerbach doesn't want to trade a first-round pick.

Others take 50% of the possibility of helping the emperor bet on the 1% possibility of the Celtics becoming a fish belly, but Auerbach is unwilling to exchange the 1% possibility for the 50% chance of reinforcement.

"I suddenly feel sorry for you, Mr. Jane." Louis laughed.

Walker hesitated, "Pity me, why?"

"I just mentioned a few random proposals, and they were all rejected outright. I can't imagine how many good ideas you have been held down by Reed over the years," Louie said.

Walker was silent for a few seconds. "Reed will always prove him right."

"His correctness in the past does not represent the present. In history, many famous generals and kings who have succeeded all their lives will never recover after one failure."

Walker let Louie see the result of his long-term development with the Celtics.

He knew the resume of Volcker, who came to Boston in 1976 to run the season-ticket sales department. His long and stable relationship with Auerbach has undoubtedly provided him with a high-quality ladder from a small department such as sales to a key department of management.

Volcker had a sharp mind, a savvy in the law, and a relentless work ethic that Auerbach admired. This shows that Volcker can understand exactly what he means, can stay up late and work overtime, and can find loopholes in the rules for the team to take advantage of.

His value to Auerbach and the Celtics owners has grown as more and more rules and regulations in the NBA, especially those related to the salary cap, become more complex.

At the same time, Walker is also a basketball expert, but that doesn't change the fact that, to some extent, Walker was and will always be Auerbach's sidekick. Even if he and Auerbach disagreed on management views - which happens from time to time - Volcker has no ability to argue with him or to get past Auerbach to meet his boss.

So, from the rest of the management, to the players, to the media, Volcker felt like a pawn, and he never got respect.

Volcker is usually blamed whenever a scandal within the Celtics is made public, and in fact, Volcker has salvaged much of the administrative mess over the years. Beneath the surface, Walker was a warmer man than he seemed. For example, when John Long came to Boston from Detroit, his girlfriend Lena somehow assumed Volker was the Celtics' PR director. She called him several times and made some unreasonable demands, which Volker readily accepted and complied with.

The problem is, these little things don't add to Volcker's weight in the hearts of players.

He was just Auerbach's sidekick.

Volcker is a mirror that reflects on the front office and coaching staff.

As long as Auerbach is sitting there, everyone is a **** in his shadow.

"Lu, do you think you must be right?" Walker asked.

"I've never felt that way." Louie paused, "but, I haven't missed a thing so far, so I can say I'm 100% right for now, I haven't made a mistake as a guy. , made the suggestion solemnly, and was rejected by Reed without hesitation."

Walker laughed: "Reed has his own concerns."

"Understood, and you let go, don't wag his tail in front of me, he can't see it." Louis snorted, "He's a conservative and domineering old man!"

"It's because of Reed that the Celtics are where they are today," Walker reminded him.

"Yesterday's achievements are worth remembering, but my approach is also to fight for tomorrow for the Celtics." Louis was afraid that Volker would not understand, "PS, the time limit for this tomorrow is about ten years."

Walker smiled bitterly: "You should know that when you add two draft picks to the transaction, Reed can't agree."

This is what Louis was careless about.

He did not expect Auerbach to be so conservative.

Looking at it now, Nance's deal is 80% dead.

Then Maxwell must not be able to trade, he must find a way to correct Maxwell's psychology.

Louie first called John McLeod back.

"Coach Lu, how is the situation?"

"Unfortunately, the above did not pass my plan."

"Oh, I think so too, the Celtics are Reed's team after all."

His words made Louie's heart tighten. This guy was definitely trying to mess with his mentality.

"Reed looks at the overall situation, which is not comparable to a young man like me, and I understand his decision."

"So what are your thoughts now?"

"I think this matter is likely to leak. Although we haven't reached a deal, there is a saying in China that a deal cannot be done without justice. I hope you can appease the mood of the relevant players in time."

"Thanks for the reminder, you don't look as bad as the media say."

Louie laughed: "You don't look as bad as Reed said."

"What did Reed say about me?"

"You wouldn't want to know (mongrel)."

"goodbye."

Louie hung up.

Walker didn't expect Louis to accept his fate so succinctly: "Reed hasn't given you an answer yet."

"No, it's the same if you wait, I'm not really sad, it's you who should be sad." Louis said regretfully, "Originally, the Celtics could dominate until 1993, but now, at most 1990, the country will be changed. Lord."

Volcker, who is less visionary than Louie, said pragmatically: "Reed only cares about this year and next year."

"That's why I said it a long time ago, he's a conservative, domineering, rude old man!"

After Louis finished cursing, he took out one of the business cards from the pile of business cards in the drawer.

He made another call.

Walker asked, "Who are you contacting again?"

"Shh."

After a while, the phone rang.

"Hi, I'm Louis." Louis introduced himself, "Remember me?"

On the other side of the phone, Louis's call surprised the other party.

"Coach Lu, what's the matter?"

"I have an exclusive news here and I want you to help me expose it." Louis smiled, "If you are not interested, forget it."

"Interested!" the other party said excitedly, "I remember, please tell me."

Louie sold the Suns in a blink of an eye: "We're talking to Phoenix about a deal, they want Cedric Maxwell, and they say, we want anyone."

The other party was shocked: "Is the transaction completed?"

"No," Louie scoffed, "I turned them down. How could I give up real champions for Phoenix's scumbags?"

"Uh... can I put this in the news?"

"If you don't want to receive my calls again, you can write it down." Louis said with a smile.

"I understand, Coach Lu."

"When will this news break out?" Louis asked.

"This... If you finish the procedure, tomorrow or the day after."

"I didn't tell you, how can you grab the headlines with your efficiency? I can tell you the news, and they can tell the news to the media they are familiar with. You should know better than me. This kind of news can only be released first. Value." Louie said rudely, "You have to eat **** hot, right?"

"I try my best, Coach Lu."

"That's it, I will continue to pay attention to your reports."

Louis hung up the phone, and the smile on his face disappeared: "What a pity."

"What a pity?" Volker felt more and more terrible about Louis.

The expression on his face changed when he said it. It didn't make sense and didn't follow logic. He would never know which face of Louis was sincere.

"It's a pity to miss the chance to build the best team in history ~ www.readwn.com ~ Louie replied.

Volker asked curiously, "Why did you tell the press?"

"Because I won't say it, and John McLeod will say that instead of waiting for them to come out, we should expose it ourselves, and the next thing I have to do is convince Cedric that the New York Post story is true. already."

"The New York Post?"

"Um."

"Don't you hate the media in New York the most?"

"It's a big mistake, I love these idiots the most."

With doubts on his face, Walker left Louie's office.

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