Pang Bo being selected as the 2031 NBA Top Pick filled Chinese fans with joy.
Wang Yi was naturally happy for Pang Bo, but there was one thing that bothered him: although Zhang Jiacheng had entered this year's draft, he hadn't been selected.
He had gone undrafted.
Still, Wang Yi made two calls and secured him a spot in this summer's Summer League.
If he performed well there, he might earn a contract.
The odds weren't great, but Wang Yi would do what he could to make it happen.
If all else failed, Zhang Jiacheng could start out in the Development League.
After making those two calls and asking someone to get in touch, Wang Yi went with his family to a small supermarket five kilometers from their home.
Their villa was a fair distance from the city, so the supermarket was a bit of a drive too.
These days, Wang Yi had to wear glasses, a hat, and a mask whenever he went shopping to avoid being recognized.
He hadn't liked doing that before, but now he had a huge number of fans in Sacramento. Almost everyone in Sacramento seemed to be a fan of his.
Without a disguise, he might go out today and not make it back until tomorrow morning.
By the time he and his family left the supermarket, dusk was beginning to fall.
He, Nicole, and the two children carried three large bags toward their car by the roadside.
Just then, a disheveled Black man, around 1.9 meters tall and sporting a scraggly beard, walked past them.
Wang Yi instinctively moved Nicole and the children to the other side of him.
A lot of homeless people in the United States were dangerous.
Especially when they saw that you were Asian, they might stop you and