Billy Dewani was a little annoyed because he thought he was completely in control of the situation and everything was expected. Things were approaching in his favorable direction, but the Green Bay Packers shot back and rushed himself to a dead end.

Damn it!

Devani looked at the staff in his war room and then got a confirmed look - Green Bay Packers and Jacksonville Jaguars have completed the deal, and Green Bay Packers are now counting down.

Damn it!

Devani waved his fist hard, but just smashed it into the air, quickly forcing himself to calm down, "Ted, what did you trade with them?"

"Billy, this is not the point. The point is, I'm in the countdown now, and I'm going to choose Smith Jr. Billy, unless you tell me, you want to choose him more. If so, you can offer the price now."

Thompson turned to look at Lu Yiqi and confirmed with his eyes that it was not Eugene Monroe, but Jason Smith? Even if Lu Yiqi and Shulmoore communicated with Jason's situation, would they still choose Jason?

Lu Yiqi nodded and confirmed.

For the Green Bay Packers, Jason Smith is not very suitable. On the one hand, his tactical awareness cannot keep up with Lu Yiqi's requirements, and on the other hand, his ground disassembly ability is insufficient; but for the St. Louis Rams, Jason Smith is more suitable for Spanolo's tactical system than Eugene Monroe.

Lu Yiqi had no way of knowing Shulmoore's right to speak in St. Louis, but he believed in his judgment because, for the draft, the first choice is always the most suitable, and the second choice is the best.

"Ted, what's going on? What are you calculating?" Devani was not fooled, but turned his back on the spot.

Thompson glanced at the countdown clock, then glanced at Jeremy White, who was in charge of the countdown. Time was still passing, and now they still have five minutes, no, four minutes and fifty-nine seconds, fifty-eight seconds...

Thompson stood up, unbuttoned the collar and cuffs of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, "Everyone was guessing what was wrong with Jason Smith, they were all trying to find answers from our coach, but Billy, you know, he had no problem at all. Pat had already talked to Archie, right?"

Dewani looked up at Shulmur. Although Shulmur was very eager to express his opinion, he did not cross the line at this time - all the information he obtained from Lu Yiqi was verified twice, then sorted it into a book, handed it over to the team, and then evaluated by the entire team.

But there is one thing Thompson is right, the St. Louis Rams do want Jason Smith.

Shulmur closed his mouth and faced Dewani's sight calmly - he did not communicate with Lu Yiqi after the draft began; even before the draft, he had not discussed anything about the draft with Lu Yiqi.

Thompson couldn't see the sparks on the other end of the phone line, and he continued to say at his own pace, "Billy, your investigation is excellent. I believe you know your choice is right. You are about to get the best player on the offensive line above this year's draft."

"But you need my signing position, and I can pick Jason Smith in the eighth pick, so let's go, Billy, time doesn't wait for anyone." Thompson showed a real professional attitude. At the negotiating table, his eyes lit up and his whole body exuded a strong aura.

This is Thompson that Lu Yiqi is not familiar with, but it is not surprising - last year, when Thompson was able to escape unscathed in the face of the joint efforts of Favre and McCarthy, it means that he is not a fool. He is arrogant because he has the capital.

"Ted, you're playing with fire, God, you're playing with fire." Dewani understood immediately, and the Green Bay Packer actually dug a hole to let him jump down.

Thompson did not deny, "Yes, I'm playing with fire, Billy, remember? I could have completed today's draft as I planned, but a phone call from someone disrupted the plan so much that I sacrificed my 20 million salary cap and then chose Matthews, Jesus Christ, in the second pick, my fire-playing technique should have been praised by the league."

Thompson bravely exposed himself not to admit his mistakes, but to make Devani take the bait.

There were rustling sounds in the war room, and it was very hard to hold back my laughter.

But Thompson looked up and saw Lu Yiqi's eyes, calm and focused, no smirk or encouragement, which meant no sympathy and comfort, but was truly devoted to the draft. That professional attitude slightly calmed Thompson's anger and shame.

Thompson's words did not stop, "Billy, you are right, you should make the most of my shortcomings, watch me continue playing with fire and then burning myself, so, aren't you going to seize this opportunity?" This is Thompson's real purpose.

Temporarily putting today's anger aside. At the critical moment, Lu Yiqi stood unconditionally at Thompson and united to the outside world. He must admit that Thompson's state after he was fully fired is indeed impressive - perhaps, the experience of the past year has made him underestimate Thompson a little.

The other end of the phone was a little confused.

It looked as if Devani was knocked out by Thompson's sudden combination punch. Then, his youthfulness as a team manager for the first time was exposed. So, the other end of the phone fell silent and could not make a sound for a long time.

Devani looked up at Spanolo and exchanged glances: Should they choose Jason Smith? Are the Green Bay Packers really ready to choose Jason, or are they cheating them? Or, they should let the Green Bay Packers choose Jason, and they choose Eugene Monroe themselves?

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Thompson couldn't wait for the answer and glanced at the countdown clock again, "Trade with me, Billy, the eighth pick, you can choose the player you want."

"No, you don't want Jason Smith." Dewani calmed down a little and saw through Thompson's strategy. "If you want it, you won't give me the conditions."

Thompson was slightly stunned - not because of the accident, but because Devani's calmness was much calmer than the Gini just now.

Thompson missed the best time to respond, and Devani on the other end of the phone had already sniffed an abnormality.

But at this moment, Lu Yiqi spoke.

"Mr. Dewani, yes, you have seen through my thoughts. I don't want Jason Smith." Lu Yiqi said to the phone. Thompson was a little panicked and looked at Lu Yiqi, but then he saw Lu Yiqi's calm gaze. He temporarily closed his mouth and handed over the initiative to Lu Yiqi.

"But the point now is, between me and you, who wants Jason Smith, Mr. Devani, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!