De'Anthony asked Wang Yi one last question. "I want to know how we can keep the team from being affected if the league investigates. You said you had a solution. Of course, if you'd rather not say..."
Wang Yi shook his head. "There's no reason I can't tell you. Xiao Hua went to a lot of trouble to bring me back, so he definitely doesn't want my team affected. He's counting on me to boost ratings and help the NBA make money. So there's no need to worry about that. Xiao Hua will take care of it himself."
De'Anthony suddenly understood.
As he looked at Wang Yi, his eyes filled with shock.
He said again, "Wang, you're a devil."
De'Anthony had spent his whole life dealing with basketball.
He was only good at handling things on the court. Off the court, he struggled.
Now that he knew Wang Yi's entire plan and what he had in mind, all he felt was shock.
He'd thought he already understood Wang Yi very well. But after hearing those words today, he realized he still didn't understand him enough.
The Wang Yi he'd known before was someone who, when it came to basketball, often displayed extraordinary intelligence and an exceptionally rigorous mind.
But today, he'd realized that when it came to handling other matters, Wang Yi seemed even more rigorous and meticulous than he was on the court.
So meticulous it was downright terrifying.
When dealing with David, he'd not only thought through every detail in advance and considered every possible outcome for everyone involved, but had even accounted for what would happen if he failed.
This was a far cry from the Wang Yi of three years ago.
Three years ago, Wang Yi had merely seemed powerful.
Now, he was frightening.
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