He was a man who had brought the team a full four championship trophies, and he was only twenty-six years old!!
No team would do something so stupid and alienate a superstar who was still on his way to the peak of his career.
Unless the general manager had been kicked in the head by a donkey~~
With that thought in mind, GM Presti answered the phone without a care.
Then... in just two minutes, Moon's words on the other end of the line sent GM Presti's emotions spiraling.
"..."
"!!!!!!"
"..."
"???!"
After their conversation, Presti put down his phone, took off his glasses, and rubbed the Jingming acupoint with his right hand for a good while.
Only then did it occur to him that Chris had taught him this very method of relaxing his eyes. He fell silent again.
It was only then that he remembered how much he liked Chris, even in their everyday conversations, quite apart from business...
Chen Xi stood outside Presti's office. After taking a deep breath, he reached out and pushed open the heavy wooden door.
The familiar décor greeted him as soon as he stepped inside.
Presti was seated at his desk, looking through something on his computer.
At the sound, he glanced toward the doorway, then turned his attention back to the screen.
"Chris, you're here? Sorry, give me a moment. I need to finish up this last bit of work."
Chen Xi said nothing. He walked over to the desk and plopped down in the chair.
After about three minutes, Presti finally set his work aside and looked at Chen Xi.
In truth, he didn't have anything urgent to do. The Thunder Team's plans for what came next had already been completely thrown into disarray.
After taking a