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The lawyer handed the documents to Andy, and the upturned corners of Andy's mouth became more obvious. He picked up the pen and began to sign the documents one by one. After changing a copy, it was finally finished after a few strokes.

"Congratulations Andy! It belongs to you!" Alexander stood up, looked at the tall young man in front of him, and finally stretched out his hand and said in a hoarse voice.

Andy smiled and shook hands with him, raised his hand and stretched behind his back, the little assistant's fair and pretty face was rosy with excitement, and put a check into the hands of the big devil, Andy closed his eyes with a smile, Hand him the check. "It belongs to you too!"

"Isn't it worth the price? And it's not high." All Alexander's depression was also swept away by the appearance of this check.

"360 million dollars to buy, in this period, this is not an ordinary price." Andy looked at him and said, even though he was already happy in his heart, he tried his best to show restraint on his face.

He knows better than anyone how high the value of NBA teams will grow in the future. The depreciation of the dollar and the scarcity of high-quality assets have brought about a sharp increase in value. Think about the deadly owner of the Clippers who was forced out of the league. At that time, it was able to sell for 2 billion U.S. dollars, which is simply a trough.

"I hope the Rockets can become even better in your hands!" Alexander said with a light breath, a trace of indifference appearing on his old face.

"Yes, you know, Texas is my hometown, and I naturally hope that the team in my hometown will become better, or become a dynasty." Andy said with a smile.

"I'll wait and see. As a loyal fan of the Rockets." Alexander didn't care if Andy said it casually. He still knew the original intention of Andy to acquire the Rockets. It needs publicity to increase the influence of the new era.

After the two exchanged greetings and released their clenched hands, other people in the meeting room applauded under the guidance of Granada, and Andy turned around with a confident smile on his face, and nodded slightly.

The former boss, Alexander, did not stop, and left the conference room without a single pause, taking his lawyer and bodyguards. He is old and mature, and now the rocket belongs to this young man. The new king ascends the throne and needs to accept the homage from his old and new subordinates, so he left knowingly.

Andy walked to the chief seat at the top of the conference table, stretched out his hand and patted the back of the boss's chair, sat down with a smile, stretched out his hand and made a downward gesture and said, "Sit down."

When everyone sat down with various moods, Andy looked at Bob Myers, who was not a few seats away, and said, "Bob, please go and invite Coach Don Nelson.

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"Okay, boss." Bob didn't feel troubled by the boss's instigation, but was delighted in his heart. In the workplace, this is definitely a kind of trust.

While waiting, Andy looked at every former Rockets management team sitting here, and finally his gaze fell on Daryl Morey's face. He could clearly see that Morey, the general manager, was not It's not really calm. After all, Andy Smith's reputation is so good that he never fires people without mercy. If you don't worry, there will be ghosts.

But Andy really didn't intend to fire Morey. This data expert, apart from being criticized in terms of player management, has done a good job in other aspects. He can make the Rockets earn more than 100 million U.S. dollars every year. It is definitely a great thing in a team that is heavily indebted.

And the most important reason why Andy didn't fire him is that Morey has only been in office for half a year, and he has just straightened out the team. His only backer before was the boss Alexander, and now there is no more. You can be subdued by him.

Soon Bob walked in with Old Nelson, the mad scientist, and Andy stood up with a smile, shook hands with the other party and greeted him for a few words, then stretched out his hand to signal the other party to sit in the fourth vacant seat on the right.

"The first thing is to hold a celebration reception at the JW Marriott Hotel tonight. Don't miss the appointment. By the way, I almost forgot. I know what everyone is worried about. I have no dissatisfaction with the Rockets management for the time being, so no one will be blamed. Fire it, everyone can rest assured."

Andy looked around with a smile, and the voice fell. Although he didn't see the obvious expression of relief and the sound of relief, the tense atmosphere in the conference room that had existed before dissipated.

"The second thing, Morey, this is Bob Morse, you should be familiar with him, he will serve as the director of operations of the Rockets, the first thing you need to do next is to let the Rockets' team doctor Get the hell out of me. Didn’t everyone say that the Suns team doctor’s medical level is very high? Bob, go dig it for me! Houston is the medical center of the United States, but the team doctor’s level is criticized. I can’t stand it, mo Ray, you are going to start preparing a medical team of sports medical sports experts, I think this is no problem for you?"

Morey's previously tense nerves have relaxed, and his excellent brain has resumed functioning. He replied without hesitation: "No problem!"

Andy was very satisfied with Morey's attitude. He nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry about money. I once said that I'm not good at running a team, but making money is what I'm best at. The Rockets and other things I own Like the team, I will invest $100 million."

As soon as the words fell, I don’t know who started to applaud excitedly, and then everyone in the meeting room began to applaud excitedly. The smile on Andy’s face was even brighter, and he looked at the first applause with admiring eyes. Bob Myers gave him a slight nod.

"Don Nelson, our mad scientist, I believe there is no one who doesn't know him. He is our new head coach, so I will trouble the coach for more trouble." After speaking, Andy took the lead in applauding, and applause erupted again in the meeting room , Don Nelson's qualifications are there. Although he has never won a championship ring, who can underestimate this head coach who has changed the rules of the league.

The next step is the appointment of the head of the finance department, but before that, his think tank has dispatched financial personnel to the Rockets' finance department, so it's just a formality.

Most of the positions are still the original people. After all, the Rockets' team management team is still good, ranking fifth in the league. If it is not necessary, it is better to make a smooth transition.

After the meeting, in the office of the team boss, Andy sat on the boss chair, looked at the important people of the Rockets sitting in a row in front of him, smiled and said: "Morey, you said I bought the entire Toyota How's the center arena?"

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Everyone here, except for Granada who personally spent money to buy various teams like water, others such as Morey, Bob Kells, and the head coach Old Nelson all have the feeling of seeing a real rich man, Nima , This is what is called a rich man. He wants to become his own in everything. He is really not short of money.

"If the boss wants it, it's not difficult. Our rocket itself has 21% of the shares, and the rest are in the hands of the city government. The key is the price, and Toyota spent 100 million U.S. dollars for permanent naming , The purchase of this part of the money will be a problem, and the city government may not be willing to let it go." Morey was quite excited, after all, this is a venue that has only been built for 4 years, and the value is still very high.

"What was the price of the arena at that time?"

"For 235 million US dollars, we paid more than 40 million, which can be used for free for ten years."

Andy nodded, looked at Granada and said: "This matter is left to you. Our sports investment company can't even have a venue. Toyota's 100 million US dollars naming fee made the city government It will be difficult to spit it out, so suppress the price."

"I understand." Granada nodded.

"Coach, let me just say it, I want a championship, I don't care about the luxury tax, I want to look good, I want a championship, I want the Rockets to be full, I want an All-Star, what players do you need?"

There was a black line on the old Nelson's forehead, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He felt a toothache, and turned his head to meet the general manager Morey who was smiling wryly, and the new team operations director Bob Myers.