Fifth Avenue, Olympic Tower
"Bad news! Bad news!"
"Mr. President, something huge happened!"
A sharp scream suddenly rang out, followed by David Stern's office door being flung open by his assistant.
David Stern shifted his attention away from the documents on his desktop computer and looked at his assistant. "What are you panicking for? You've been with me for so many years, yet you're still this unsteady!"
As he spoke, David Stern leisurely poured himself a cup of coffee. "Go on. What happened that got you so worked up?"
"Mr. President, it's Li Fei! Li Fei got into trouble again!"
"Oh?" David Stern frowned. "Did his career debut go disastrously?"
He had scheduled the Phoenix Suns and Bullets game as the finale today because he wanted to hype up the hot March Madness incident from half a year ago.
At the same time, he wanted to promote the head-to-head matchup between the 1993 and 1994 first overall picks.
But David Stern truly had not expected Li Fei to stumble in his debut.
First of all, in his view, Chris Webber could not have much of an impact on Li Fei. Webber had entered the NBA in 1993 and only had one more year of NBA experience than Li Fei, so he could not suppress Li Fei with experience.
As for talent, Li Fei completely dominated him instead.
Not to mention that Li Fei had veteran Charles Barkley at his side to stabilize the situation. So in David Stern's eyes, even if the game would not be completely one-sided, the Phoenix Suns should at least have held the advantage.
"No, Mr. President, Li Fei didn't flop in his performance."
"Did he get injured? Don't tell me he got hurt in his debut!"
"Neither!"
The assistant panted. "Li Fei got into another