Meanwhile, in the City of Sin, Philadelphia.
The 76ers' general manager, Daryl Morey, had also returned.
As soon as he got back, he wanted to report to the owner.
But the owner was busy and didn't stay in Philadelphia all the time.
It wasn't until the following afternoon that the owner, Josh Harris, returned to Philadelphia.
After hearing that the owner was back, Morey hurried to his office.
With a grim expression, he reported, "Boss, I'd like to update you on what was discussed at the meeting."
Harris nodded. "Go ahead."
Morey furrowed his brow. "The meeting was about not counting Wang Yi's salary toward the team's payroll next season."
"Boss, I think this is absolutely ridiculous. If Wang Yi's salary doesn't count toward the team's payroll, he'll be able to put together a powerful superteam with a Big Three, and they'll still have the cap space to sign strong role players. He could even build the strongest team in history."
"This would seriously disrupt the league's competitive balance. Other teams wouldn't even be in the same league as Wang Yi's team. It would greatly reduce the NBA's appeal, and that wouldn't benefit any team except Wang Yi's own."
Harris smiled faintly. "What if Wang Yi came to our team?"
Morey shook his head. "Impossible."
Harris asked, "Why?"
"Because I'm here," Morey replied.
"What if I fired you?" Harris asked.
"..."
Morey watched Harris, trying to spot any hint that the owner was joking.
But Harris looked completely serious.
Under ordinary circumstances, when Harris spoke so seriously, he wasn't joking.
Morey's heart gave a sudden lurch.
"Boss, why?"
Harris looked at Morey earnestly. "Did you oppose the proposal at the meeting?"
Morey nodded. "Yes."
The owner gave a slight shake of his head. "That's why I'm firing you. You'll get