Boss Fu nodded gratefully to Wang Yi. "Thanks!"
Wang Yi continued, "Even though you haven't played in a long time, you haven't forgotten your basketball skills, have you? Even if you can't perform them yourself right now, you should still be able to coach others, right?"
Boss Fu nodded. "Of course."
Wang Yi continued, "I have a friend who wants to play in the Summer League, but before he does, I need to put him through some intensive training. I think you'd be the right person for the job."
Boss Fu understood. "Yeah, I don't think I'd have any trouble doing that kind of work."
After retiring, Boss Fu had made some investments, but lost money. Then he'd started gambling and lost everything.
After that, he'd committed a crime and gone to prison.
He'd also tried working as a personal trainer, but for someone with a checkered past, especially someone who'd been to prison, it was hard to find work. People might say they didn't care, but in reality, society wasn't very forgiving.
He'd struggled to find a job, which left him feeling hopeless. In the end, he'd become homeless.
It wasn't that he lacked the ability to work as a personal trainer or give a player intensive training. It was that no one was willing to trust him.
Now that Wang Yi was willing to trust him, Boss Fu felt deeply grateful.
Wang Yi looked at Francis, whose physique had deteriorated badly.
"Boss Fu, you'll need to work on your physique a little. Feel free to use the team's Training Hall whenever you like."
Boss Fu nodded. "Of course. I was going to work on it myself even if you hadn't said anything. With my current physique, I'm really not fit to be a coach."
Wang Yi continued, "As