Before leaving the basketball school, Wang Yi reminded his father and the school administrators to keep an eye on Little Fatty. The kid had incredible talent.
Even without Wang Yi saying anything, the school administrators and Wang Jianhua had already been paying close attention to Little Fatty since last semester.
With that much talent and work ethic, it was hard not to notice him.
After Wang Yi left, the teachers hardly needed to supervise him. Little Fatty followed the training plan Wang Yi's trainer had made for him, working out and controlling his diet on his own every day.
Whenever he saw meat in the cafeteria, he drooled with longing, but he really hadn't eaten pork again.
When Little Fatty's mother learned he'd stopped eating pork, she felt sorry that he'd have to give it up. But when she saw that he'd quickly brought his weight down to 100 kilograms, she was delighted.
Besides, she knew Wang Yi had stopped eating pork back when he was still in China.
So she didn't feel nearly as bad about it.
Honestly, Little Fatty's mother was unusually easygoing. With other parents, the school might well have been accused of abusing their son.
After all, the boy was still growing.
As for Wang Yi, when he returned to the United States, the team wasn't in great shape.
Xiao Qiao was still going back and forth with the team.
He didn't want to leave, but he also wanted a big contract.
The team knew that he didn't want to leave, so they weren't willing to offer him a big contract.
By now, Xiao Qiao had lowered his asking price to $55 million a year, but the team was willing to offer at most $48 million—and wouldn't budge a cent.
The two sides kept haggling over