Although he didn't understand the relationship between the young boy in front of him and Chuck Daly, Willis Reed nodded without hesitation and agreed. It was just a little assistant, and it was not a big deal.

"A salary of 60,000 yuan is the standard salary of an assistant in the league. I won't ask what the young man has before. If anyone asks, young man, you'd better want a more reliable resume yourself, otherwise it's hard for the boss to explain it." Willis Reed said with a smile.

"Sixty thousand? Only sixty thousand? Willis, my old friend, is my old Chuck worth only 60,000 annual salary?" Chuck Daly was a little dissatisfied.

However, Davidson, who was standing beside him, pulled Chuck's arm.

"Yes, thanks to Mr. Reed for the opportunity, I will definitely work hard." Davidson said with a smile.

A salary of 60,000 yuan sounds pitiful, but it also compares with whom.

The per capita annual income in the United States this year is only 30,000 US dollars, and Davidson is actually very satisfied with the fact that he can get 60,000 US dollars.

Although he also knew that if Dad Chuck bargained, he would probably be able to increase by 10,000 or 20,000 US dollars, that one has no meaning at all.

If you have more than one or two thousand dollars, can you make a fortune?

Davidson's goal is not just an assistant, he is confident that he will join the league's million-year annual salary group in the future.

"What a polite young man, learn from Old Chuck. Maybe one day, you will become a successful head coach like Old Chuck." Willis Reed said with a smile on his face.

After leaving Willis Reed's office, Dad Chuck took Davidson to the team's personnel manager to go through the induction procedures.

There is a column of work experience on the entry form. Dad Chuck grabbed a pen from Davidson without saying a word and wrote it on Wall Street Data Analyst.

Davidson is full of black lines, Wall Street data analyst?!

I don’t know what the hell is a data analyst, nor have I been to Wall Street.

He hasn't even been to New York City where Wall Street is located.

"Awesome, the Wall Street data analyst who is only 22 years old is such a genius." The team's human resources manager Williams gave a thumbs up and smiled strangely.

Davidson's face was hot, but Dad Chuck, who was beside him, patted him on the shoulder.

"That's natural, not a genius, can you be my Chuck Daly's assistant?! I won't want those idiots to be my assistant."

Davis was speechless. Dad was really superb in his bragging skills.

...

After leaving the Human Resources Department, my father patted Davidson on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Child, today is the first lesson I taught you."

"No matter at any time, you must be confident. Even if you know that it is fake, you must firmly believe that it is true."

"NBA is a business alliance, it is a cannibalistic alliance. If you want to stand firm in this alliance, you must be honest unless you have the ability to suppress everyone."

"You are not cruel enough and not in a bad mood, so sooner or later you will be killed by those more cruel and darker people."

Chuck Daly said to Davidson with an extremely serious expression.

Davidson nodded. Although what my father said seemed a bit too extreme, it still makes sense to think about it carefully.

"I got it, dad."

"Okay, just know. Now you have finished joining the company. The team will send someone to New York to participate in the joint trial tomorrow. This time you will go with Assistant Tolbert."

Dad Chuck directly arranged for Davidson's first job after joining the company.

Davidson was ecstatic. Even if his father didn't say it, he would definitely volunteer. He was looking forward to seeing his natal player Murraysan before the draft began.

Until now, Davidson didn't know what Murraysan looked like. The only information he knew was that he was a 231 cm tall center.

...

At noon the next day, Davidson met Tolbert, the chief assistant coach under Chuck.

Tolbert was a Nets player before. After retiring in 1989, he stayed at the Nets directly. After Chuck's father came, he promoted him to the position of chief assistant coach.

"Wilson, I'm glad to know you." Tolbert is about forty years old and looks kind-hearted. He thought he should be a gentle person.

"Hello, Mr. Tolbert." Davidson also greeted him politely.

The official NBA trial was located in New York, headquarters. After the two arrived in New York in the evening, they checked directly into the Nets' agreement hotel in New York.

Davidson was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep when he thought of seeing his natal player tomorrow.

One thing Davidson thought was clear. Although he had obtained the complete system card now, he would definitely be able to evolve into a mammoth system player tomorrow.

But he certainly won't do this tomorrow. At least he doesn't plan to let Murraysan evolve until his next plan is successful.

Because if Murraysan evolves at this point in time, it is easy to make Murraysan a popular player.

Davidson's next plan is to convince the Nets to give Murraysan a chance to try out alone, preferably a few days before the draft, which is the safest.

Davidson is actually quite sure about the next plan, the main reason is that he is the great god Chuck Daly.

Just a chance to try out alone, Chuck Daly could not refuse Davidson.

This is the benefit of connections. If Davidson did not have connections like Chuck Daly, he would not be a member of the Nets. Even if he really had his luck and became a member of the Nets, as he was a small assistant, he would not be qualified to let the team conduct a separate trial for a player.

...

The next morning, after taking Davidson for breakfast, Tolbert headed straight to the joint trial venue.

There are a total of 67 newcomers participating in the joint trial this year.

There are only 54 picks in the draft. Obviously, there are more than ten of these newcomers, and they will face the embarrassing situation of losing the election.

The players gathered on the training ground, and Davidson sat in the auditorium of the large training ground.

Originally, Davidson thought he could easily find Murraysan among the crowd.

After all, 231 cm tall must stand out. Davidson just needs to pay attention to the tallest players.

But what made Davidson speechless was that there were two people standing out on the field.

These two people are not able to tell the difference between the naked eye. They are almost the same taller. Compared with other players around them, even some center players are much shorter than the two of them!

The key is that both of them are white...

"Mr. Tolbert, which of those two big white men is Murraysan?" Davidson asked Assistant Tolbert beside him.

"The one with a slightly shorter face is this year's popular rookie Sean Bradley, and the one with a face length must be Murraysan."

"These are both European centers. In fact, it is the first time I have seen these two people. I just got some news from other teams. After all, these two people are not in our draft plan." Tolbert said with a smile.

Davidson looked into the field, and after Tolbert said this, he easily recognized Murraysan.
Chapter completed!