"Coach, don't you like these girls?"

"How about I help you find a few?"

Christie played a lot of football in Toronto and was considered a local leader here.

Kong Bu waved his hand, "I still have work tomorrow, so I won't go crazy with you."

The carnival lasted until 3:30 in the morning. When Kongbu got the drink bill, his face turned green.

Sixty thousand dollars!

In two and a half hours, these animals spent a total of $60,000!

Kongbu's current annual salary is only 1.1 million, which means he has lost more than half a month's salary in a short time.

It's even more than that, because his salary still has to pay various miscellaneous taxes. It would be good to get 700,000.

His heart is bleeding.

It is now 1997, and a house in the JA district of the Magic City of China only costs 3,000 RMB per square meter. This US$60,000 is enough to buy a three-bedroom apartment of more than 100 square meters.

In another twenty years, this three-bedroom apartment will be worth close to 20 million!

It's like saying that these animals drank 20 million RMB from Kongbu in one night, so it's strange that they didn't even bleed.

Perhaps because of the presence of Kongbu, the players were more or less restrained and did not take the girl out for the night.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Kongbu had just slept for a few hours when he was woken up by Thomas Sr.'s phone call.

"Kong, the league's punishment plan is out."

From Old Thomas's relaxed tone, it seemed that the punishment was not serious.

"That rube from the Grizzlies was suspended for four games and fined $15,000."

"Our Camby and Steph were suspended for three games without a fine."

Kongbu looked overjoyed, the league's punishment plan was definitely a light one.

Logically speaking, given the magnitude of the situation between Camby and Wu Sheng, the suspension would have been at least ten games, but as a result, the league only fined three games.

On the contrary, Levi's punishment was more severe.

Kongbu thought it might be the Raptors' display of strength in this game that made the league take a high look.

As one of the two teams in the league's recent expansion, and also the vanguard of the NBA's global expansion, if the Raptors can have a strong record, it will definitely be a good thing for the league.

Therefore, the league did not impose heavy penalties, but only gave a light punishment plan.

"What about me? The league didn't punish me, right?"

Kongbu asked with a smile.

Both Camby and Wu Sheng were suspended for only three games. The next three games happened to be at home, and the opponents were generally not strong. Their absence would not affect the team's record.

Since these two people were not severely punished, Kong Bubu thought he would be fine too.

"What do you think? If you stand on the sidelines and try to kill someone, do you think the league will punish you?"

"But the league didn't suspend you, it just fined you $50,000."

Kongbu was dumbfounded. Are you kidding me? A fine of fifty thousand dollars?

Isn't it said that there is an upper limit on fines? In this year and age, the upper limit on fines should be US$15,000.

Why did it become 50,000 when I got here?

I just spent 60,000 yuan last night on a three-bedroom apartment in the Magic City. Today, the bad news came again, and the three-bedroom apartment was gone again.

"Mr. Thomas, are you kidding?"

"Fifty thousand? Why so much? Isn't there a fine limit?"

Kongbu asked worriedly.

"How much? Do you think you are a player?"

"There is no upper limit for coaches, management or owners. The $50,000 is already based on your low salary, so there is no additional penalty."

"If it were an old coach with an annual salary of several million, the base salary would be 100,000 US dollars."

These words made Kongbu feel as uncomfortable as eating a hundred tons of dead flies.

"Then can we discuss with the league and change the punishment method?"

"For example, instead of fines, give me a suspension?"

Such a bizarre request made Old Thomas suspect that he had met a fool and asked for a ban?

In the evening of the next day, the Raptors faced their second opponent of the season.

Orlando Magic.

The current head coach of the Magic is none other than the Godfather of Bad Boys, Chuck Daly.

Father Chuck and Thomas Sr. have a master-student relationship. The relationship between the two complements each other and achieves each other's success.

Considering that Kongbu was "promoted" by Thomas Sr., the relationship between the two can be considered half a master-disciple relationship.

In this way, Kongbu is almost half of Chuck's grandson.

During the warm-up session, Thomas Sr. stood on the sidelines chatting with Daddy Chuck, while Kongbu walked over quickly.

Seeing Kongbu coming over, old Thomas felt dizzy.

He was afraid that Kongbu would say something he shouldn't have said and offend his father.

In this alliance, if there is one person who can make the Smiling Assassin respect and awe from the bottom of his heart, it can only be Dad.

"What are you doing here?"

Old Thomas said to Kongbu angrily.

"Of course I want to talk to dad, and humbly ask dad for some coaching experience."

Kongbu said half-truthfully.

"Humbly? Please don't waste this word. I can't see any humility in you."

"But you really should ask dad for some coaching experience, and at least learn to control your shitty temper."

"Dad, do you know what happened two days ago?"

The white-haired father laughed, "Of course I know. Who in the entire league doesn't know that there is a lawless kid."

"Interesting, really interesting. We old guys haven't seen such interesting young people for a long time."

"I also watched your game. It was very strong, very strong, incredibly strong."

"A few players I can't even name, playing such a hearty game, it's really unbelievable."

Father Chuck retired in 1994 and returned to the NBA this year. His temperament seems to be much gentler than before.

The father before was very domineering, otherwise it would be impossible to shout "I want to see blood", but now the father is more like the kind old man next door.

Old Thomas was dumbfounded on the sidelines.

He had known his father for nearly twenty years, and this was the first time he had heard him speak so highly of young people.

"Kong, before the game starts, if you have any questions, please ask dad immediately."

"Cherish this opportunity. It is difficult for other young coaches to spend millions of dollars to obtain such a precious opportunity."

Thomas reminded.

Kongbu rubbed his hands and spoke with some embarrassment.

"Dad, I want to ask, if I don't pay the fine imposed by the league, what will be the consequences?"

This is the question Kongbu wants to ask.

Because of Chuck Daly's style, he has been fined countless times in his coaching career. He has rich experience in this area. What Combu wants to do most now is to avoid the league's $50,000 fine. Of course, he has to ask his father.

Old Thomas went straight to the boil, and his complexion turned the color of pig liver.

It happened that a cleaner in front of him was cleaning the court with a mop. He grabbed the mop and waved it towards Kongbu.

"Kongbu! I have tolerated you for a long time!"

"Don't run away, I'll tell you the consequences of not paying the fine!"

"Dead people don't have to pay fines."

Old Thomas was also furious. It was such a precious opportunity to ask for advice, but in the end, this conscienceless guy was still thinking about his mere $50,000 fine?

Kongbu sneered and ducked away. A good man wouldn't suffer the immediate consequences, and he didn't want to fight with old Thomas.

"Dad, I'll ask you this question another day."

"See you at the game later."
Chapter completed!