By the time Wang Yi had just landed, two contracts were already waiting for him to sign in the general manager's office at Golden 1 Center.
Mitchell came to pick Wang Yi up, and the two headed to Golden 1 Center.
In the car, Mitchell gave Wang Yi an overview of the contracts. "There are two options: a three-year deal worth $300 million, or a five-year deal worth $600 million. The general manager said you're free to choose either one."
In other words, the longer the contract, the bigger the total amount.
With the five-year deal, he would make an extra $20 million each year.
But Wang Yi didn't want to be tied down.
He didn't want to commit to the Kings for too long.
People's thoughts kept changing, and circumstances were always changing too.
Who knew whether he and the Kings would still want to work together two or three years from now? So locking himself into a five-year contract clearly didn't fit Wang Yi's plans.
Wang Yi asked Mitchell,
"Tell me about the specifics. How many years are guaranteed, and how many aren't?"
Mitchell smiled. "How could the Kings dare to offer you a deal without guarantees? They've put forward their maximum offer. Both contracts are fully guaranteed. And they've discussed it with Sister Luo: the final year of each deal is a player option."
In other words, as long as Wang Yi didn't decide to leave the Kings, the team would have to honor the contract until it ended.
More than twenty minutes later, the car pulled into the arena's parking lot.
Wang Yi went to the general manager's office.
General Manager Divac, owner Ranadave, and Anjiali were all there.
After exchanging pleasantries, the owner slid the two contracts across to Wang Yi.
"Wang, you should already