Xiao Hua apologized, but the voice on the other end of the phone only gave a cold snort.
"Do you think I can wait until the game is over? If you don't take action immediately and make him remove the cover, we may have to take the necessary measures against you."
Hearing that, Xiao Hua wiped away nonexistent sweat and nodded.
"Okay, don't worry. I'll take care of it as soon as possible. You'll see the results by halftime at the latest."
There was no reply from the other end. The call simply ended.
Xiao Hua looked at the darkened screen and shook his head.
Larry Miller was a ruthless man.
At sixteen, he had gotten involved with a street gang. During a gang fight, he shot and killed an eighteen-year-old.
He had ultimately been sentenced to thirty years in prison.
What made his story legendary was that he'd worked hard in prison, earning an accounting degree from Temple University in Philadelphia. After his release, he'd interviewed for a job at Nike and become the head of its Jordan subsidiary, eventually befriending Jordan.
Now seventy-six years old, he had become the sales director for Nike's entire sales department.
He was the kind of man who acted swiftly and decisively, and never showed mercy when trouble arose.
Thinking of this, Xiao Hua shook his head again.
Wang Yi really was a troublemaker.
Ever since his days with the Los Angeles Lakers, trouble had never stopped following him.
He caused trouble for himself, for his team, and now for the entire league.
This was getting really hard to deal with.
Xiao Hua had always thought Wang Yi was one of the league's biggest stars.
That was why he'd turned a blind eye to so much of Wang Yi's behavior.
But it seemed