186: I will make a comeback in the finals

The next day, Chris Paul indeed flew over from the East Coast in the afternoon. As soon as he entered Rachel's mansion, Paul once again showed the expression he had towards Jones last night.

"You're doing well now!" Seeing Rachel, Chris Paul immediately gave Rachel a big hug.

"You will be like me in the future. Now you have locked in the lottery zone." Rachel also hugged Paul tightly. In a sense, without Paul, there would be no Rachel's results now. You should know that before he was mingling with Paul, Rachel could not even have enough food. If it weren't for earning some "extra money" with Paul, Rachel would probably not have grown taller. Moreover, according to the correct training exercises provided by Paul, Rachel has become much stronger, which is one of the reasons why Rachel made so quickly in the Lakers.

After a few greetings, Rachel took Paul to visit his mansion. Paul kept twitching, and Rachel also took the opportunity to talk to him about the advertisement, "Chris, have you signed a sponsor?"

"No?"

"Sign up my brand and give it the highest price in the industry." Rachel said temptingly.

"I've signed an agent!" Chris Paul said weakly.

"It's okay, it's the same for him to talk to me. Anyway, you just nod your head. Or fire him directly. If you want me, you don't have an agent now, and you still make money." Although Rachel is a little younger than Paul, she is much more mature now. After all, she has been in the NBA for a year.

"I'd better stop frying him now. Anyway, don't worry, I will definitely choose you if the price is about the same." Paul was very happy.

"Okay!" Even if Rachel patted her chest, she was determined. Anyway, Rachel was willing to give her any amount of money. Anyway, they were all her brothers, so they didn't care much about the money.

In the evening, Jones followed Eddie to a dinner party for a little star, while Rachel stayed at home with Weber. After practicing in Rachel's own training room for a while, the two started playing NBA games. When it was almost eleven o'clock, Rachel asked the servant to take Paul to his room, and he ran back to the room to argue with the hacker girl...

After lunch the next day, Rachel took Paul to the Arco Stadium. As for Jones, the guy stayed at home to party with Eddie. Since Jones played tricks with Eddie, he has become Eddie's number one follower. Rachel was happy and did not disturb him.

After taking Paul into the locker room, he found that Brad Miller and Bobby Jackson had already changed their clothes. He hurriedly went up and asked, "Brad, Bobby, you played a great game in the game."

As soon as Rachel said this, both of them looked a little ugly, thinking that Rachel was sarcastic about losing the game because of their six fouls.

"Ha, I think you misunderstood my words. I mean that the fighting spirit you showed that night made me admire very much. He is very manly! He is as manly as me!" Rachel quickly explained that he didn't want to disturb the morale of the army before the war.

"Tsk!" When the two of them heard Rachel's explanation, they immediately eased up. At the same time, they stretched out their middle fingers to Rachel in unison. Brad laughed and scolded: "If you didn't scold us on the phone, we would have lost face, otherwise we wouldn't have worked so hard. You know, we are all old bones, and I have a big contract, which I just signed last year."

"You old ball girl, if you don't fight tonight, I won't spare you." Rachel smiled and gave Brad Miller a fist.

"I won tonight, you treat me?" Brad Miller teased with his neck tilted.

"Okay, I'll treat you if I win tonight." Rachel slapped her chest to show her agreement, not feeling distressed at all, and she was quite heroic.

"It seems that I can't do anything for your meal." Brad Miller mocked himself, as if he really sold himself for that meal.

As for Paul next to him, he kept covering his stomach because he couldn't imagine that the original cold-faced mad dog would joke, and he would use this kind of crappy provocation to cheer his teammates up.

After a few more chats, Rachel acted as a tour guide and took Chris Paul to the internal facilities of the Aco Stadium. After the tour, Rachel took Chris Paul to the stadium for a party. When she arrived at the stadium, many people were already doing preparations, and many reporters were waiting there. As soon as they saw Rachel coming, the reporters surrounded Rachel.

"Mr. Rachel, do you have confidence in winning this game?"

"I'm full of confidence because this is Sartmento."

"Is the player next to you your good friend?"

"Yes, I'll take Chris to experience the atmosphere of the NBA in advance. In fact, I knew him before entering the NBA. He is a talented player and he deserves a No. 1 pick signing." In front of the reporter, Rachel naturally praised Chris Paul, and in fact, in private, Rachel also praised Chris Paul.

"It means, do you really want to be teammates with Chris?" The reporter started to get a trap.

"It's a pity that we don't have the No. 1 pick!" Rachel naturally knew what the reporter wanted, so he didn't jump inside.

"What if there is?" The reporter continued to set his trap.

"Then sign!" Rachel didn't care.

"Then which teammate you will use to exchange for the No. 1 pick, if you are the general manager of Sartmento." The reporter finally took the card out. No matter which one Rachel chooses, he will be attacked at this time. If he really says someone's name, it is estimated that this game will definitely affect morale. If he doesn't change, it will undoubtedly hurt Chris Paul around him. I have to say that this question is too poisonous.

"I don't want to answer this bullshit question, and I never put a 'assumption' on anything." Rachel glanced coldly at the bad-minded reporter and said viciously. Her eyes widened, her cold tone, and her face as a glacier as a crazy dog ​​who chose people.

The reporter quickly took a step back and stopped asking questions. After all, Rachel's mad dog really bites people. Other reporters were very tactful and stopped asking Rachel about this. They were more directing the questions to Chris Paul. After all, the reporters who could enter the venue to interview were regular sports reporters and would not interfere too much in private affairs.

After a while of interview, as the supersonic players came to the hot field, the reporters immediately ended the interview with Rachel and rushed to the supersonic side.

After the reporter left, Chris Paul pushed Rachel, who was a little tragic, and smiled and said, "So this is how you deal with reporters? No wonder they were attacked by others. In fact, it is also a mistake to not disguise, especially in business alliances like NBA."

Although Paul didn't know what happened to Rachel before, after such a joint interview, he knew why Rachel was written randomly by the media.

"What do you care about him? They will attack whatever they like. I will still make money anyway. It's just that some ignorant people follow me and make fun of it." Rachel was calm.

"Oh, just live a good life!" Chris Paul knew that he could not change Rachel, so he could only express his blessings and helplessness.

"Michael, come here and introduce you to a young top defender." Rachel saw Michael Beeby coming in from a distance and quickly greeted him.

"Your move is really poisonous, I'd better go over by myself. When you see a beautiful girl coming, you will send me away. You are so bad." Paul laughed and scolded Rachel, and ran over by himself.

Rachel was depressing how this kid could run so fast, but found that a beautiful figure had appeared in front of her - Erin Andrews.

"Today is espn live broadcast again?" This was the first thought that appeared in Rachel's mind.

"Mr. Rachel, can you accept my brief visit?" Erin Andrews's voice was a little shy, it seemed that she was still immersed in the shadow of the car shock door.

"Can you ask if this game is your espn live broadcast?" Rachel asked a question before Erin Andrews asked.

"Yes? What's wrong?" Erin Andrews seemed a little confused. 'How could he ask this question? Strange?'

"The old guy called Bill Walton predicted that the Supersonics would win. Don't be optimistic about us, do you know? He is just a crow's mouth. Whoever he likes will lose!" Rachel said in front of the camera. Bill Walton's prediction has indeed been quite criticized recently. He has never predicted who has won since the start of the playoffs this year. The Sixers were predicted by him to win four-to-one before the game, and now they have been destroyed by four-to-one. As for the Satemento he had predicted before, he defeated the Supersonics in four-to-2, now Satemento has been beaten to three-to-two by the Supersonics.

"Okay, I'll try to tell me!" Erin Andrews was also helpless in this, after all, his mouth was on Bill Walton's face, not on hers. "How is your injury? Probably when will you recover?"

"Well, the injury is not very serious. I will probably have one week to disassemble the protective gear and it will take at least twenty days to fully recover. In other words, I will make a comeback in the finals."

"Finals? You mean, Sartmento can reach the finals!" Erin Andrews was very surprised by Rachel's words.

"I have confidence in my teammates."

"Well, I hope I can interview you in the finals, and thank you for accepting my brief interview." Erin Andrews quickly ended because she had nothing to ask.

"Thank you!" Rachel said thank you, turned around and walked towards the bench, without any ambiguity or nostalgia. It was rumored that he and Erin Andrews had a car shock, but the fact was that there was no.

"Hey..." Before I could take a few steps, Erin Andrews' voice changed...
Chapter completed!