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July 10, Las Vegas

"Liam arches the top of the ball and Toliver comes up to block him... It's a fake pick-and-roll! Liam walks to the other side of the pick-and-roll and runs toward the Hornets' paint. The No. 15 on the strong side of the Hornets comes to help defend, and Liam is stopped by him, but he makes a behind-the-back pass and returns the ball to Toliver, who is unguarded and shoots a three-pointer: Oh, the ball goes in, wonderful shaking and passing, and Liam once again mocks the Hornets' defense!"

The COX Arena was almost packed with fans as the Warriors faced their first opponent in the Summer League, the Hornets.

Although the Summer League stars are not particularly bright, the low price of tickets doesn't compare to the fact that the $6 ticket makes many visitors want to witness a spectacular battle at this luxurious casino, one of the least expensive pastimes in Las Vegas.

One of the most striking features of the Summer League is that almost everyone wants to put up good statistics so that NBA teams will notice them, hoping to sign a contract, preferably a full one, even if it's just as a water cooler.

In a place where you've known your teammates for less than half a month, you can't expect these depressed players to play one-on-one tactics.

But today's game is different. What's presented before the audience is not a lively offensive battle, but a one-sided crushing.

At this moment, the third quarter had been underway for 3 minutes, and the scoreboard high in the air showed a 60:40 score, with the Warriors leading their opponents by 20 points!

You see, the Summer League only has 10 minutes per quarter, so that's already an exaggerated point difference.

After Jeremy Liam assisted on Toliver's three-pointer, the margin widened to 23 points again.

Looking back, the Hornets attacked, and after the No. 10 point guard received the ball, he tried to break inside, but Jeremy Liam, who defended him, was very firm and completely blocked his path, and No. 10 had no choice but to call for a screen.

This is the Summer League, and a point guard has the soul of a scoring champion.

The No. 10 and No. 23 big men ran a pick-and-roll, switched to Toliver in front of him, and then used their rhythm to pass him.

But as soon as he reached the free-throw line, Green was already in front of him, in a position to interfere with his shot and prevent penetration.

No. 10 changed direction in front of him and tried to shake off the tough defender, but Green didn't budge, just slid slightly, blocking his advance, and simultaneously raised his right hand, not giving him space to shoot.

No. 10 dared not hesitate any longer, Jeremy Liam had already caught up to him, looked up and surveyed his surroundings, and saw his teammate, No. 66, the power forward, cutting from behind Green to the basket. He also saw Green extend his right foot forward, seemingly trying to approach and force the basketball out of his hand, but leaving space to pass the ball.

This was a golden opportunity!

With a thought, No. 10 jumped into the air and lifted the ball behind Green.

But the moment he jumped, Green's right foot, which had just taken a small step, immediately retracted and took a large step backward, as if he knew in advance that No. 10 would pass the ball behind him, leaping high and grabbing No. 10's pass in his hand.

After landing, Green didn't pass the ball, but instead tapped the ball forward and walked toward the front court, his low figure unusually agile as he dribbled like a point guard and quickly advanced toward the front court.

The Hornets dared not slack off, and the two players quickly returned to defense and stopped in front of Green. The players participating in the Summer League would never miss any opportunity to show enthusiasm.

But after Green ran to the top of the arc and compressed the Hornets' defensive formation, he suddenly turned around and passed the ball to Klay, who followed on the right!

And after passing, he didn't stand still, but moved two steps to the side, creating a diagonal barrier in front of Klay to block the Hornets players who were trying to rush at him.

This left Klay unguarded as he received the ball, and the player in front of him was still one step behind. Klay made no adjustment, raised his hand, and launched a converted counterattack three-pointer.

His textbook speed and movement were so quick that the Hornets player guarding him arrived too late.

Swish!

The basketball slipped through a perfect arc and went straight into the net.

"Nice shot!"

"Nice, man, that's what I'm talking about!"

"Oh, oh, oh, worth it, I actually saw NBA-level play in the Summer League!"

After the shot went in, the crowd in the arena erupted into cheers, sending their applause and shouts to the Warriors. By halftime, they had already been won over by the Warriors.

These rounds are the epitome of the Warriors' play, even though these few people on the court hadn't established good chemistry, they played a dominant performance with super individual skill and reasonable tactical disposition, completely pressuring the Hornets into the ground.

On the bench, Silas clapped with satisfaction and gave a thumbs-up to the court.

Back in his hometown, he found the feeling of leading the team to the Summer League last year, and even his mood was exactly the same.

He is worthy of being the boss, having found so many good players, and his tactics are simply spot on, highlighting their strengths.

Green is amazing at both defense and offense, saying he's a veteran who's been in the NBA for five years, Silas believes it, and he also has the ability to hold the ball and push the fast break. What interior player has such ability? His coverage after the last step is key, and his muscles are full of brains!

Jeremy Liam is always able to make the smartest decisions on pick-and-rolls, his change of direction is sharp, and the defense isn't easy to start, but he's never out of position. He's so solid that if his three-point shooting was just a bit more accurate... Silas is really skeptical, how could such an excellent point guard with instant combat power not be recruited?

Needless to say, Klay is an assassin, a cold-blooded killer. Silas suspects that even if the end of the world were to come in the next moment, Klay wouldn't be moved. He only does two things after entering the court: defend and shoot the ball into the basket. So far in the game, Klay has scored 15 points, but his assist count is still zero.

Silas rubbed his hands, slowly walked back to his seat, sat down, and rested his chin thoughtfully.

He had no doubt about the result of the game and was thinking about how he could improve his tactics.

Drummond had already made three great passes, all of which were tackles followed by assists in the fast break. Isn't it a bit of a waste to leave him to defend?

Well, maybe he can work with Jeremy on pick-and-rolls; both have the ability to handle the ball, and Klay's off-ball movement is so strong that the combination of the three on the strong side will completely destroy the Hornets' defense...

Silas's eyes became brighter and brighter. As a good assistant coach, his thoughts were no longer limited to this ordinary Summer League game, but were focused on the upcoming season.

If Jeremy Liam were replaced by Curry, how powerful would the cooperation of these three be?

Although Klay and Drummond may not have been as prominent in the regular season as they are now, when they grow...

The more Silas thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to talk to Liam about the Warriors' new tactics.

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"...Won by 34 points? Yes, keep up the good work... Surprised? Why would I be surprised, I would only be surprised if this team lost... You say you have some ideas for next season's tactics? Tell me about it..."

Liam's eyes dropped slightly, standing on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the dreamy scene of thousands of lights and gold intertwined on both sides of the Hudson River, and casually responded:

"The cooperation of Stephen, Klay, and Drummond? Great note, you can think about how to organize the tactics and get back to me... Yes, don't worry, let's finish the Summer League first, there's still a summer ahead... Well, good work, Stephen, I'm looking forward to the good news from your Summer League victory!"

Liam encouraged Silas to say a few words, hung up the phone, and his eyes stopped on the bright Hudson River for a moment before returning to the table and sitting down.

"Again, is it team business?" asked Mark Baum.

He sat across from Liam, gently swirling a glass of red wine in his hand.

Liam wiped his hands with a napkin:

"We just won a Summer League game, and the assistant coach and I discussed tactics."

"If you ask me, you just don't know how to enjoy life, leave these things to the assistant coach, why do you care about all these hours?" Markbaum took a sip of red wine, savored it, and looked at Liam with disdain.

Liam shook his head and smiled:

"You don't understand, if you want to lead a team well, you have to excel in every detail. This is a systematic project, otherwise, you can't build a strong team."

"What's so difficult is that it's no different than running a company."

"Then you're wrong. If you want to make money, you need to find an exit, and everyone knows what a good player is. The difficult part is knowing whether a player is good in the future."

"Do you know?" Markbaum looked at Liam.

"What do you mean?" Liam raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, let's not talk about this. I invited you to dinner tonight, I didn't want you asking how to be a head coach..." Markbaum set down his wine glass and naturally changed the subject, "I haven't seen you in so long, what are your thoughts on Wall Street now?"

This is a top-tier outdoor restaurant, and the day before yesterday, Mark Baum called Liam and invited him to New York for dinner that night.

"Of course, I know how to copy the bottom, but you also know that I'm now a thorn in the side of my peers, a thorn in the flesh. I don't know how many people want to shoot me in the financial market, I have to be careful, so I ask for your opinion, your judgment has always been excellent," said Markbaum solemnly.

He made a lot of money in the financial crisis, and some were bound to lose their families and go bankrupt, and of course, there were those he cut off, and naturally, they hated him.

Although the mall is not emotional, if there is a chance for revenge, Markbaum is confident that these people will never show mercy to his men.

Liam put down his knife and fork and said slowly:

"Since you ask, let me give you my opinion. There is no doubt that this financial crisis will definitely be a global and long lasting tsunami, most countries and regions will be affected, there will be a recession, but not all, for example, across the Pacific, there may be a blessing in disguise."

"You mean... China?"

"That's right, I'm sure you've heard about the government's big plan to boost the economy, right? Believe me, the effect it brings is even better than you think. China bia's economic growth rate will not only not slow down, but even stagnate. I suggest you invest in mainland China," Liam said.

Markbaum nodded slowly, thought for a moment, and then looked at Liam suspiciously:

Markbaum suddenly perked up, "You're right, China a is a prosperous and developing country. Liam, since you are so optimistic about your homeland, why don't you join me and contribute to China's development?".

"What do you mean...?"

"That's right, let's go to China and invest together! I need to go overseas to avoid the spotlight, and Washington is very cruel to people like me, who made a fortune from the subprime crisis. I've been getting blamed, and the IRS has been auditing my taxes for the last two years," Markbaum complained.

Liam rubbed his chin and said in a gravelly voice.

"Look, it's a good thing you reminded me, otherwise you'd really think of yourself as a head coach and forget about your boss," Markbaum joked.

"So, this summer, are you and I going back to China for an inspection?" asked Liam.

Markbaum nodded, "Of course, since I'm making a move, it's definitely not a small fight, but it's still up to your opinion. do you have any ideas?".

"Naturally, it's the Internet industry," Liam replied without hesitation.

"From what I know, the Internet industry in China seems to be monopolized by a few giant companies, right? Is there still room for growth?" Markbaum frowned.

"I don't see it, you still know a lot about China's companies," Liam looked at him in surprise.

Markbaum raised his glass again and smiled, "Liam, I am a qualified capitalist, and the whole world is my field of investment."

"Then it seems you don't know enough about China. The Internet industry in China mbia is still in its infancy, there is a lot left to develop and is in dire need of an injection of capital," Liam explained.

Markbaum put down his glass: "Have you had enough to eat? Come on, we have to contribute to China's development."

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I thought about changing parts of the chapter, but I couldn't find a way to do it, so I left it that way for future chapters.

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