Chapter 255

Chapter 255: Drunk people don't care about drinking

The NBA, one of the four major sports leagues in the United States, is one of the most profitable commercial sports businesses in the United States.

Since its appearance, there have been a total of four presidents.

The first president was Maurice Poudolov. During his tenure, he merged another American basketball league, the NBL, and changed the name of the original BAA to the NBA, thereby beginning the development of American professional basketball.

The second president was Walton Kennedy. This Kennedy has little to do with this Kennedy. This man's achievement is to solve the first lockout in NBA history, and at the same time sign a record television contract for the NBA.

The third president was Larry O'Brien. During his tenure, he merged the ABA and formed a large-scale basketball market in the NBA. The "O'Brien" NBA championship trophy is named after him. .

The fourth president was David Stern before Abel.

David Stern can be considered the chief architect of the modern NBA.

It was David Stern who used television and sponsorship as the main means to bring NBA basketball to the global market.

It was David Stern who increased the NBA's total revenue from $192 million in 1984 to $3.2 billion in 2001. What David Stern has done can be considered a great achievement of the NBA.

For this reason, he is also the most powerful president in NBA history.

The reason is simple, because David Stern can make money with thirty "shareholders".

Americans or Westerners.

Or most people in this world. They are always more tolerant of people who can lead them to make money together.

This is also the reason why Abel initially had great influence even though he did not have the same strength and ability as he does now.

Because at that time, Wall Street hoped he could become that person.

maybe like Peter Lynch.

Who knew he would turn around and deny others, and after reaching a certain level, he would begin to stand up for himself. In addition, David Stern is also the purest model in the NBA sports league.

A businessman, a businessman who sees NBA as the purest commodity, a businessman who wants to sell NBA for as much as possible.

As Abel listed the big names he could bring to the NBA scene, one by one, they all came from incredible backgrounds.

Don't use Abel to talk about people as big as bushes.

A simple Warren Buffett or Paulson is a character that David Stern could not have imagined before. If all these big guys could get on stage.

David Stern felt like he was going crazy and dreaming.

".He left without saying anything."

The NBA League president suddenly firmly interrupted Abel's words.

"Mr. Smith." David Stern looked at Abel seriously, as if making a promise.

"Federation support for weak teams has always existed. To make the NBA more exciting, I think everyone can understand. I don't think it's too difficult, what do you think? »

David Stern's words seem to say nothing but seem to say it all.

Abel laughed loudly.

"I think as NBA president, Mr. Stern, you're right."

Abel looked at David Stern: "As the owner of the Houston Rockets, I personally support you."

David Stern laughed because he knew the super boss clearly understood what he was talking about.

Think about these great players that could appear before an NBA audience. Even if that's just possible.

The smile on the corner of David Stern's mouth never disappeared after he appeared.

If this can be achieved, then David will increase the visibility and reputation of the NBA, in this country and even around the world.

In the independent VIP box in the administrative hallway.

Both are cryptic, quiet and quick to figure something out. David Stern still wants to stay and be more attached to Abelara.

But Abel felt that was enough.

Honestly, an NBA tournament without emotion.

In fact, Abel, like the other tycoons, didn't really pay attention to it.

NBA has a good influence in the world, especially in Asia. The last or third of the four major American sports leagues.

The NBA's influence in America exists primarily between blacks and whites below.

The middle and upper classes, whether black, white or Asian, rarely watch the NBA.

This is only because David Stern's promotional activities were exceptionally successful, more successful than the combined promotional activities of the other three major global alliances.

This often makes people outside the US think that the NBA is the most powerful sports league in America. This is really a misunderstanding.

For a long time, the NBA ranked last in America.

That is to say, David Stern's methods are very good, which has greatly enhanced the global popularity of the NBA.

Finally returned to the NBA, enhancing the NBA's influence and reputation in the United States.

Inside the outer wall there is a bit of fragrance, outside the wall the fragrance eventually returns to the inside of the wall. David Stern still wants to stay here, but Abel has achieved his goal.

The eviction order was politely issued.

David Stern was naturally intelligent and understood Abel.

The alliance president is also a decisive person. He didn't stay too long and left immediately. After he left, Abel walked out of the box.

Abel asked David Jones.

"Miss Li and Lauren, are they still at the racetrack?"

David replied softly: "Still on track."

It was now about nine o'clock in the evening.

Abel asked again: "Miss Li, is this Anna Li?"

Abel didn't need further definition, David knew who he was talking to.

"Still at the bookstore in the cafe next to the operating room, I've been reading for a long time." David said. Abel nodded. He suddenly wanted to drink coffee and read a book.

Like last time at 1 13th Street, Huangdian, New York. The version of "The Old Man and the Sea" that he had read in Elizabeth's garden, Abel thought was a good book.

In the future I will read more of this type of book, which means I will have to read it in a safe place. He also has a new choice of location and he will find a small island.

This small island will be a new paradise for Isa's angels.

Location for Abel's new ~www.mtlnovel.com~.

"Let's go." Abel walked towards the cafe's bookstore.

The fourth floor of the Conrad Indianapolis hotel is very spacious and the entire building is divided into three parts. The executive room is for the professional activities of guests staying at the hotel. You can also eat and drink and have a VIP box for private chats.

This type of place is often a must for high-end hotels.

The high-end restaurant, which is said to also have a Michelin star, serves mainly Western dishes and is open 24/7.

Another facility with the smallest area is a coffee shop with library function, also open 24/7. This may encourage the remaining guests to drink a few more cups of coffee when they can't sleep.

You can't drink coffee either~www.mtlnovel.com~hypnotize yourself.

The book cafe has an area of ​​about 300 square meters.

Entering the door is a bar, in the bar there are several bartenders and servers.

"Ask if they have Geisha coffee, if so, bring me a cup." Abel asked David.

David took orders and Abel looked around the cafe. It is very easy to trace Li Fuzhen's existence, very few people come to places like this to read.

She was sitting at a long table in the corner, two books and a cup of coffee in front of her.

Not far from her, two tall and strong Han bodyguards were standing.

Abel touched his nose and walked towards her.

On the way, two Han bodyguards saw someone approaching and wanted to stop them. But after discovering it was Abel, the two bodyguards looked at each other and then backed away like door gods.

Abel sat right in front of Li Fuzhen, but she didn't seem to pay attention to him, because she read books very seriously.

Abel looked up and saw the book Li Fuzhen was holding, with "Think Like an Artist" written on the cover.

Abel is not a book lover but he has this book in his memory.

This is a reference work of art. Many art and art teachers in universities will recommend this book to students, which can be considered an extracurricular book for universities.

Abel is original, has a really strong artistic talent, he is very interested in this field.

According to the teacher's recommendation, Abel initially read this book and remembered it deeply.

The present Abel has everything that the original Abel had.

Including memory, including professional ability, including aesthetics and talent in this field. This made it easy for him to realize that Li Fuzhen was reading this book.

It is a book by Betty Edwards, a professor of art at the University of California.

Another book that Li Fuzhen put on the table was "Teaching Drawing the Structure of the Human Body Berryman".

Another art book by George Berryman, a Canadian-American artist and author of books on human anatomy, as well as a teacher of anatomy and drawing.

Abel didn't know what major Li Fuzhen was studying in college. But he believes that there is a high possibility that it is not art or art.

But she is currently reading these two books, which are still in their original English.

This made Abel smile and say softly:

"Anna, when you read art books, do you want to learn to draw? Or do you want to get into the art business?"

His voice woke Li Fuzhen from his "state of concentration".

Li Fuzhen raised her head, as if she had just noticed Abel's appearance. "Ah, Mr. Smith." Li Fuzhen gave Abel the smile she used most often.

It was his signature smile, gentle and charming, full of richness and temperament.

It was completely different from the cold and lonely, cold and rich aura she usually had when she wasn't smiling.

"Yes, I will stay in America for a long time. Mainly to take care of my two younger sisters. But my two younger sisters have grown up. They don't need me to worry about them most of the time. »

"I have too much free time. Instead of wasting this time, I think it's better to learn more skills or use some things to cultivate my emotions and make my spirit happier."

Li Fuzhen's voice was so soft, matching his English accent, Abel couldn't wait to listen.

"Art can effectively nurture human emotions. That's why I love this field.

Abel smiled and said: "I really like painting. I think when I draw, I can concentrate mentally. Whether it's thinking about things or investing emotionally, I'm addicted."

"Oh yes." Ly Phu Tran suddenly "realized", she covered her mouth and muttered in surprise:

"I heard what Tan Du said. Mr. Smith, you have a very good painting talent. She especially admired the full-body portrait you drew for Miss Bush. My sister said that your work is more beautiful than the work of many famous artists.

This is not Li Fuzhen's boast, although there is indeed a small element of flattery.

Abel originally possessed a unique talent in the field of art.

His sketches can incorporate emotions that many famous artists cannot.

Like when Ikana first saw the full-body painting Abel drew for her, she fell in love with it.

So is little Laura. Because the portrait of little Laura painted by Abel is not little Laura who is still a loli girl.

Instead, I drew her a few years older and drew what Abel imagined little Laura would look like in her twenties.

The main paintings are vivid and have a strong visual feel.

It seems like little Laura will look like this in a few years, maybe not even like the picture.

In the field of painting, it is a skill, a unique talent. Li Fuzhen had never met her, but she had seen her sister, who was highly respected and loved.

She could see that it was not deliberate admiration but sincere sympathy.

In the current situation, Li Fuzhen took advantage of the situation to speak out.

Seeing Ly Phu Chan's obedient appearance, Abel smiled and said:

"Anna, if you're interested. Next time we're free, I'll help you draw one. I draw better, not worse, than the average street artist. »

Ly Phu Chan immediately said: "Do I have this honor?" If that's true, then of course I'm very happy.

No Little Laura and Li Xinyu to bother.

The conversation between the two people unconsciously became very pleasant.

After that.

One of his bodyguards suddenly took out a vibrating cell phone from his pocket. The bodyguard took a few steps forward, under the watch of Abel Four King Kongs, bowed his head under heavy pressure, and placed the phone in front of Li Fuzhen.

",..."

This guy spoke Korean, Abel just thought it was Smecta Smecta, he didn't understand at all.

But Abel noticed that after hearing these words, Ly Phu Chan's expression became much colder.

Only when she realized he was looking at her did Ly Phuc Chan reveal that gentle and seductive expression again.

She told Abel, "It was a call from someone at home. I'll ask the bodyguard to explain a few words to me.

Abel smiled and raised his hand to signal her freedom.

Li Fuzhen smiled at him again, then said to the bodyguard in Korean:

"."

"Um..." The Korean bodyguard was obviously surprised.

".." Li Fuzhen repeated to him.

South Korea's bodyguard shouted: "."

Abel saw this person and immediately took Ly Phu Chan's cell phone and left, not knowing where to answer.

"Feel guilty."

Li Fuzhen looked at Abel, his mood seemed unaffected. "I feel sorry for some of the servants at home," she said.

Abel smiled, about to say something.

David came closer and said softly:

"Boss. There's no Geisha Cafe here. Also, Mrs. Bush and Mrs. Li, they've already gone home, they'll be back downtown in about fifteen minutes."

"OH." Abel nodded in understanding. He told Li Fuzhen:

"Jessica and Lauren are coming back soon. Anna, do you want to stay here and read a book or go get something to eat?"

"Mr. Smith," Li Fuzhen said.

Halfway through speaking, Abel interrupted.

Abel said, "I have called you Anna many times. Don't call me Mr. Smith. Just call my name, call me Abel. »

Li Fuzhen followed the good advice: "Okay, Abel." I'm not hungry so I won't eat.

Abel stood up, smiled and said to him:

"Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll go see if the two of them are back yet."

"Correct." Ly Phu Chan replied gently.

She watched Abel leave like that.

Following Abel away, Abel was always surrounded by a large number of bodyguards and entourage. Li Fuzhen secretly counted and found at least six or seven people who looked like bodyguards.

There were also four or five other waiters who didn't look like bodyguards.

Including Abel, there were more than a dozen people everywhere, the atmosphere was great.

Li Fuzhen felt that Abel looking like this was even stronger than his father.

At the same time, Li Fuzhen also felt that this Mr. Abel Smith was the new super tycoon of Wall Street. Unprecedented decision-making power when it comes to one's own personal safety.

Compared to his father, the number 1 person in the country is much more qualified.

But when she thinks about the security situation in America, she understands it.

After a while.

The bodyguard just went out with the phone and came back. He approached Li Fuzhen and bowed respectfully:

"Miss, I responded to Mr. Nham as you said."

"It is very good." Li Fuzhen said indifferently.

If Abel were here right now.

Abel will now pay attention to the expression on Ly Phu Chan's face.

It was very similar to the expression of the three-part mocking, three-part indifferent, and four-part carefree villain in the female video novels he had read in his previous life.

"But." The bodyguard leaned over and said gently: "I heard Mr. Nham's voice seem out of breath."

Li Fuzhen interrupted: "Does he dare to come to America?" Leave him alone. Also, don't call him Mr. Nham in the future, he's not qualified. Do you understand?"

"Understand." The bodyguard bowed in response, then returned to his original position.

Ly Phu Tran raised his eyes and looked around, confirming that this person would not come again.

She folded "Think Like an Artist" onto the table where she saw it. Then stack the two art books on top of each other and place them in the correct position.

As she got up and went out, she said in an orderly voice:

"Put these two books away, how much will you pay?"

One of the two bodyguards must have been there, putting away the books to pay, the other quickly followed.

Not long after Li Fuzhen walked out of the coffee bookstore, the bodyguard following her took out his cell phone again.

This made his handsome eyebrows frown, and the cell phone bodyguard quickly said:

"This time it was Ms. San calling, not Nham Tien. This is not Ren Zaiyou's call.

Ly Phu Tran frowned, picked up her cell phone, and sure enough, her sister was calling.

She just answered.

"Ernie, where are you? We're back."

"It's Xinyu, I'm on the fourth floor of the hotel. Aren't you going with Mr. Smith and Miss Bush? What's going on?"

"Mr. Lauren and Mr. Smith suddenly received a phone call, the two of them went out together. This made me want to eat more and want to lose weight. O'Neill, where are you on the fourth floor? I'll found you."

"Then let's meet in the operations room on the fourth floor, where we sit all day."

"Okay~"

After a short time. At the place where Abel sat with them during the day, Li Xinyu saw his sister.

I haven't seen you for hours.

Li Xinyu was surprised to hear this.

My sister is dressed very beautifully tonight, radiant, sexy, graceful, gentle and dignified.

According to Li Xinyu, she is especially feminine and beautiful. Compared to the mentally poor sister she had met in the past two months, she was a completely different person.

More importantly, Li Xinyu felt that his sister was in a very good mood right now.

"Oni." Li Xinyu said: "You always look very beautiful when you dress." And you seem to be in a good mood. Did something happen?

"ARE NOT." Ly Phu Chan smiled and said:

"I just discovered a new hobby. Then I discovered that this new hobby can nourish my emotions and improve my mood.

"What's your new hobby?" Li Xinyu was very curious.

Li Fuzhen stretched out her hand, waved to the bodyguard next to her, and brought with her two books she took out from the bookstore in the cafe.

After the bodyguard brought them, she put two books on the table and placed them in front of her sister.

"Paint." Li Fuzhen smiled and said to his sister:

"I discovered that painting can calm my mind and make me feel better. »

"Does drawing have such great effects?"

Li Xinyu took one, glanced at it, and saw that the name of the book was "Think Like an Artist".

The little princess of the Samsvng group turned a few pages and discovered that it was indeed a book about art and fine arts. There are even small wrinkles on it and one of the pages is bent.

"Be careful, I didn't prepare to mark the page. The page I folded is where I just saw it. Don't lose it, then I won't have to find it all over again." "Ly Phu Chan said. The appearance of the eldest sister gave Li Xinyu an increasingly new feeling.

Is it true that from a young age she was very determined, an ambitious, intelligent and very sharp sister?

After making such an erroneous and erroneous judgment three years ago.

After a few months in America, you became smart again. Have you become the old woman again?

Li Xinyu flipped a few more pages of "Thinking Like an Artist", then flipped through another book "Berryman's Teaching of Painting the Structure of the Human Body". Li Xinyu was very curious about these two art and art books.

Or could art, which really has such great appeal, change my sister's mood?

Li Xinyu was skeptical.

Machine translation into Korean

(end of this chapter)