Chapter 184 After Winning

Don’t say how noble you are, don’t say that you regard money as dirt. There are probably not many people in this world who can’t get it from money, and this money is obtained through legal means.

There were countless people gathered in Michael Jordan's home, including Michael's friends in all walks of life, as well as friends I knew, and countless people were attentive to me. I knew they wanted to know my next dream and the specific situation of my next bet, but obviously I wouldn't tell them. I could only keep perfunctory.

When Michael Jordan led ordinary gamblers back to the house, he was caught off guard by the scene like opening a party. However, Michael Jordan, who is very sociable, quickly successfully managed to save everything!

After a huge party, countless people left, but many people still stayed, Charles Barkley, Ratrill Spreville, Michael Finley, Tony Kukage, Derek Coleman, Tracy McGrady, Mike Miller, Charles Oakley and others stayed. They wanted to see who would fall in the Hercules Cup in the end, and then they wanted to kill me! However, the addition of these people completely increased my training volume. Several people kept looking for trouble during my training, and came to give me some tricks from time to time! I was extremely depressed by these people.

At two o'clock in the morning on July 1, a group of birds climbed up like night owls to watch the World Cup final. It felt strange to say that NBA stars watched the World Cup final. A group of people shouted and when Ronaldo scored the second goal, the roof of Michael Jordan's playroom was overturned!

Charles Barkley, the old bastard, rode on me, grabbed my ear and shouted: "What do you think you should do! My dearest Mr. Kwame Brown, what are you going to do! ***, hundreds of millions! Do you lend me a few to my brothers to have fun!"

"*** That's it! You have to share the same person, so you can't spend it yourself! Besides, did you spend so much money?" Dennis Rodman fanned the flames!

"That's it! You are a single boy, without a wife or a child, how could you spend so much money? Brothers and I help you spend money! If you don't know how to show off, I won't go out for a trip this year. I will torture you to death on the court! I will abuse you every day!" Charles Oakley began to threaten!

"Well! I really don't plan to go out for a trip this year! I think I will have a lot of time to help Kwame improve his strength this year! My cousin Vince recently wanted to find a part-time job as someone else's coach. I recommended you to him. I told him that the salary is not a lot, and it costs 3 million US dollars per holiday, as much as me! Ha..." Tracy McGrady said on one side.

"Why are you so much? Kwame Brown only paid $2.99 ​​million when he hired me. This is a bit wrong! Kwame! Let's be fair! You are doing this in a bit wrong!" Michael Finley also started to mess around.

While everyone was making fun of me, Luke Longley suddenly shouted: "Ah! Kwame! You sent it! The Golden Globe Award was really given to Oliver Kahn! You can win the odds of 1 260, you really sent it! How did you do that dream! You guy."

"Ah! This bastard Kwame Brown has given too little training fee. We want to increase the price! We want to reach 5 million!"

"500! You are so worthless, we want 10 million!"

"Dingding..." The phone rang

Everyone quickly touched their phones, and I finally escaped from everyone's clutches, then took out their phone from their pockets, pressed the answer button: "Hello, hello!"

A cheerful voice came from the phone: "Kaome! I won! I really won! Kahn is the Golden Globe Award! Ronaldo is the Golden Boot Award! You are so lucky. I decided that I will marry my daughter to you. Oh my God! I can win hundreds of millions of luck in a dream. This is God's gift! I decided that I must marry my daughter to you..."

"You are?" I finally found the gap to speak and asked a question!

"Donald Trump, damn! Are you dizzy when you won the jackpot? Even your father-in-law doesn't remember it! Your head is really! Remember! I come to New York in a few days and I will introduce my daughter to you. Okay, I'm so excited. Let's not talk about it now. My daughter urges me to go to bed! Oh my God! I'm so excited..." As he said that, Donald Trump hung up the phone!

"Who!" Everyone looked at them with doubts.

I was about to answer, and my phone rang again. I quickly picked up the phone and saw that it was my agent David Hunter, and I quickly answered the phone.

"Kaome! Congratulations on winning the grand prize. I just received a few interview applications. They want to have an interview with you as soon as possible, including Oprah Talk Show, David Late Night Show, Good Morning America also hopes to create a program for you..." David Hunter kept popping up with various TV program lists!

"Wait a minute! David!" I know why so many TV shows invite me, but I have to keep silent on this issue. I can't let people know that I am from the future. When I was on the show, I was very likely to say something and I had to refuse these things.

"Push them all! I'm busy training now. You know that I'm forced to train all day by Michael Jordan, and I'm afraid I don't have time to participate in these shows!" I refused.

"But this is a good opportunity to enhance your fame!" David Hunter tried to persuade me again.

"The problem is that I don't need them to help me improve my fame now. I probably have my name in the entire media tomorrow!" I retorted.

"Okay! Get some early! Please call me if you need to do anything!" David Hunter hung up the phone after saying that.

I just put down the phone and was about to talk to the person around me who was listening with ears prickly on my phone, and my phone rang again.

"Hello! Is it Mr. Kwame Brown? I am Jack Jason, the fundraiser of the United Way. We congratulate you on winning the grand prize. Our United Way has been committed to humanitarian rescue for many years. We hope that people from all walks of life will contribute their own strength to charity. We know that Mr. Brown has always been grateful, and I hope that Mr. Brown will show himself..."

I quickly hung up the phone.

But the phone rang again. When I saw that it was not the phone I just called, I answered it again.

"Mr. Brown, I am a fundraiser of the Salvation Army Charity..."

"Mr. Brown, I am a fundraiser for the Elimination of Hunger in America..."

What kind of charity are all n calls in a row? The charity fund called to raise funds. I was so angry that I turned off the phone directly!

A group of big men around who took advantage of the situation all looked at me with wide eyes.

"You're in trouble!" Patrick Ewing looked pitiful!


Chapter completed!