Chapter 148: People who hate you

August
The negotiations between Alan Houston and the Pistons have reached the final stage, and the Knicks are offensive.
They showed the utmost sincerity to persuade the CIC king to abandon his old club with the ball market, with history, with the future role of Houston in the team, and with all the advantages of the international metropolis of New York over the Motor City. .
The Pistons are relatively straightforward. They broke a five-year 40 million contract, which is larger than the Knicks contract.
The Knicks were not able to afford this salary. This summer they were busy making sticks and could only offer this quote to Houston.
Because the two true gods of Jordan and O'Neill became free agents at the same time.
Needless to say Jordan, the Knicks accepted the principle that you could not beat you, and gave Jordan an offer of "how much you want to speak directly".
Although O'Neill wanted to renew his contract with the Magic, the beauty was intentional and the beloved was ruthless.
O'Neill's willingness to stay in the team made the Magic think that this big guy is very bully, they first made a somewhat insulting offer.
The big shark refused on the spot.
Knowing this, the teams with ample salary space looked like wild dogs smelling stool, and the Knicks were one of them.
"Boom!"
Mo Mengchen rubbed his eyes, and Ephraim sleeping beside him was also awakened.
"It's only seven o'clock, who is it?" Ephraim asked.
Best not to be that idiot woman of Medela!
"I went to see."
Mo Mengchen kissed Ephraim.
"No matter who it is, there must be a reason to come so early, you need to be kind." Ephraim said.
Mo Mengchen was very gentle in front of her, yes, in front of her.
At the same time, she has also seen how Mo Mengchen treats others, which is simply another person.
At first she felt very sweet because she felt that Mo Mengchen only spoiled her in this world. Later, she felt that this would not work, and his friends were not many. If she kept facing each other with evil words, what would you do in the future?
So be friendly.
"I will."
I assure you that I try not to spray her to death.
Mo Mengchen yawned, walked to the door, and opened the door, as expected, this stupid woman!
"Do you know what time it is?" Mo Mengchen asked in a deep voice.
Medela clutched a letter in her hand and said, "Boss, don't worry about what time, a letter from your hometown!"
"Why is it sent to you?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Medela did not know that she was so anxious because she felt that the letter must be important to Mo Mengchen.
Because there are not many relatives in his life, he is willing to contact him and write to him even less.
Mo Mengchen accepted the letter.
After a glance, the letter was sent from Melbourne.
As far as he knew, there were not many relatives there, and there might be fewer people who wrote to him and cared about him.
If there is such a person, he can call.
After excluding those who could call but had to write a letter, he had already thought of who the sender was.
That face came to mind again.
Very strange emotions, Mo Mochen once hated him because he was always harsh and mean.
This man is his grandfather—Mo Yuanhang.
Mo Yuanhang, Mo wants to sail, but he has traveled to countless places in his life, because he is one of the best surgeons of his time.
He has operated on numerous dignitaries and nobles.
He was well respected in his time, and no one wanted to offend doctors, especially those who wanted to live for centuries.
The name Mo Mengchen was taken by Mo Yuanhang, because his son, Mo Feiyang, the father of Mo Mengchen, disappointed him-Mo Yuanhang hoped that his children would live a life different from their names, just like him. Call him voyage, he prefers to voyage. Similarly, the name does not call you flying, you must fly, the higher the flight, the better-but, Mo Feiyang's mediocre qualifications, he has never been a good doctor, if there is no such strength as Mo Yuanhang Father, he will not even become a doctor.
The son had no hope, then his high hopes would naturally fall on his grandson.
Mo Mengchen was taken in this situation.
Mo Mengchen, he no longer struggles with names, he hopes that his grandson will not learn from his father, and will not be covered in dust.
He soon discovered the talent of Mo Mengchen. He was a genius, and he had been since childhood.
Mo Yuanhang taught Mo Mengchen his hand. He was sharp and stern, always bearing a frosty face.
His strictness caused Mo Mengchen's rebellion. When he was 8 years old, he fell in love with basketball, regardless of Mo Yuanhang's objection to joining the Melbourne youth training institution.
Mo Yuanhang mocked him with this incident every day. He hoped that Mo Mengchen would be lost.
Mo Mengchen believes that one of the most right things that Mo Yuanhang has done to him is to get a good name. Whether he is studying medicine or playing basketball, he is outstanding.
He soon threw his Australian peers far behind him, rode the dust, and chose to go to high school in the United States to study, so that he could not only compete with the world's top peers, but also avoid the voyage.
This has been going for many years, he and Mo Yuanhang no longer contact.
He was injured, he came back, he was hurt again, and continued to come back... In any case, Mo Yuanhang did not bother until the devastating car accident.
Thinking of this, Mo Mengchen didn't know whether to open the letter.
This is Mo Mengchen's thing, he is Mo Mengchen, but he is another Mo Mengchen.
Those past events swam through my mind like a stream of water, and Mo Mengchen was there as if he had experienced it himself.
Mo Mengchen's aversion to Mo Yuanhang affected him, and he had a very bad emotion in his heart.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Medela asked.
Mo Mengchen was not interested, he did not answer.
"Boom!"
Here again, who is this time?
The most likable woman in Detroit is sitting beside her. Who is this time?
Mo Mengchen was inexplicably angry and asked Medela to open the door.
"Alan Houston?"
Medela called out.
What's wrong with today? What day is this? The most annoying man and woman in Detroit actually knocked on my door on this sunny morning at the same time?
"Mo!"
Houston sat down directly.
Mo Mengchen said to Medela: "Go and buy us a breakfast."
Although Mo Mengchen didn't like Houston's sudden visit, he knew that this guy was upset recently and he needed to make a decision as soon as possible.
To be honest, Houston was very happy to be able to come to him.
This shows that he can influence this matter instead of sitting passively at home waiting for the result.
Without this letter, he would be able to put an end to this matter today and let Houston renew his contract with the team.
It's just that he really has no mood to be a lobbyist.
"You are so smart, you should know what I am looking for you to do." Houston said.
"I know." Mo Mengchen said, "Strangely, I have no mood to tell you the pros and cons of leaving and leaving. I just want to ask you a question. Do you want to stay?"
"Think." Houston didn't hesitate.
Mo Mengchen replied: "What do you want to ask me?"
Houston said: "I want to stay, but I don't know why I want to stay, New York is definitely a better choice. People around me think so, I think so, but I just want to stay, I don't know The reason, I want to know the reason."
"There are many things in the world that have no reason. If you need a reason, I can give it to you." Mo Mengchen said.
"what?"
"Remember our bet? The loser has to answer one thing."
"Are you saying that Allen Iverson will get the scoring king in four years?"
"Yes, I won. The thing I want you to promise me is to renew the contract with the team."
This left Houston speechless.
What should he say?
It’s only 1996 that Iverson’s short boy didn’t play in an NBA game.
How can you be sure that he can win the scoring title?
What if you are wrong?
Did he miss it?
Houston was suddenly angry: "It's all around now, why are you still so stinky?"
"Because I am me, I am not the New York Knicks, I am not the Detroit Pistons, I just have confidence." Mo Mengchen said impatiently.
"OK, you'd better be right!" Houston is about to leave.
Suddenly, he stopped: "I don't, I want to stay and have breakfast."
Plague God is easy to send Plague God difficult.
This matter was settled, Mo Mengchen opened the letter.
"Meng Chen:
How's it going? It has been three years since I saw you. I heard that you have become famous in the United States. You are doing what you like. Maybe I shouldn’t have stopped you.
I shouldn't put unnecessary hopes on you. I have done many wrong things in my life. This is undoubtedly the most wrong thing. I hope it is not too late.
...
People get older, they will miss the past, I think of many things, maybe you still have a bad heart for me, but I hope you can come back and see.
My body is getting worse and worse, and I don't know how much time is left, the sunrise in Melbourne is getting more and more beautiful.
It was just near dusk.
Mo Yuanhang.
Mo Mengchen folded the letter.
"Who will write to you this year? Wouldn't it be clearer to make a phone call?"
Houston tilted his feet and was very puzzled about the letter.
Mo Mengchen collected the letter and said, "A person who hates you more than you."
"Who is that? I really want to know him."
Houston wants to know everyone in the world who hates Mo Mengchen. They should form an alliance of haters.
"My grandpa~EbookFREE.me~Mo Mengchen took the letter to the bedroom, and Ephraim was still asleep.
He tried not to disturb her.
"Who is outside?"
"The most annoying guy in the world."
"Alan Houston?"
Parents who gave birth to me, grandpa who taught me, and Ephraim who knew me.
"Yes, this lunatic didn't do anything early in the morning just to come here for a breakfast. Do you want me to be kind to him?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Ephraim said: "My dear, good words are good for three winters."
The bad words hurt June Han, I know, it was taught in the book.
However, in such a hot day, it is also my kindness to say a few wicked words to cool them down and feel all the beauty of winter.