Silver perked up as soon as he heard there was a chance.
He quickly got up and made himself a cup of coffee.
Then he cautiously dialed the number he'd already called more than a dozen times without getting through.
The phone rang more than a dozen times before it was finally answered.
"Who is this?"
The voice sounded rather languid.
Silver knew perfectly well how Wang Yi felt about him.
But Silver didn't care about any of that.
As long as there was money to be made, nothing else mattered to him.
Now that he heard Wang Yi's voice, he actually felt a lump in his throat.
It had been more than two years since he'd heard Wang Yi's voice.
"Wang, you finally picked up. It's Adam Silver. I've called you more than a dozen times. I figured you must have been too busy to answer."
Wang Yi simply replied, "No, I'm not busy at all. I just didn't want to answer your calls."
Silver wasn't offended.
Wang Yi had retired mostly because he couldn't find worthy opponents anymore, but one reason was that online harassment from people in the United States had driven him out.
So if they wanted Wang Yi to come back, they had to let him vent his anger.
Once he'd gotten it out of his system, everything would be up for discussion.
So Silver replied, "I know you don't like me very much—maybe you even hate me—but let's put that aside for now. You've seen that more than a hundred million people have asked you to come back."
"Michael Arthur also said he'd beat you up every time he saw you. You don't need to pay attention to someone like him, but it's infuriating to hear him talk like that. Your fans are all