Li Fei didn't care. After this season, he would be a completely unrestricted free agent and could leave New York at any time.
Once he chose to leave, if the Knicks had no star to fall back on, they would instantly become one of the league's bottom-feeders.
Ticket sales would plummet, sponsors would disappear, attention would vanish, and the foundations of the Dynasty would collapse in an instant.
But as long as they signed Michael Jordan, every problem would be resolved.
Even if Li Fei left in the summer, Jordan would still be one of the league's biggest draws.
The title of God of Basketball was enough to stabilize New York's foundation and keep Madison Square Garden's ticket sales afloat.
The Knicks would not need to rebuild from scratch or endure a long period of lying low.
Jordan alone could guarantee the team's attention and commercial revenue for years to come.
This was an exceptionally safe and exceptionally shrewd two-layered strategic move.
Advance, and they could form a duo of superstars to chase an unprecedented fourth straight championship and forge an immortal legend.
Retreat, and they could keep a star in reserve, preserve the market buzz, and stabilize the team's commercial foundation.
After connecting all the dots, a faint smile curled onto Li Fei's lips.
It had to be said that this move by the Knicks management, while crazy, was incredibly creative.
Any other team might not have dared to make such a bold arrangement.
"What do you think?" David Falk asked at the other end of the line.
He knew very well that, at the end of the day, Li Fei was the person most involved in this signing.
If Li Fei resisted and did not want to work with Jordan, then every recruitment plan would be nothing but