Come to the underground garage.

Zhou Chen was about to start the car and leave.

At this moment, a thin, tall white man walked quickly.

I stopped in front of the car.

Zhou Chen was shocked.

After all, this is a foreign country, and everyone has a gun.

What if this guy pulls a gun out of his pocket?

But the white man held his hands up and muttered something in his mouth, just won't let go.

Zhou Chen had no choice but to lower the car window to see what the white man was going to do.

The white man walked quickly to Zhou Chen again, and Zhou Chen realized that this person was not someone else, but his own agent, Thomas.

"Thomas, where have you gone, I'm looking for you."

The two came to Zhou Chen's home.

Zhou Chen asked about his views on the changes in the league.

But Thomas came up with a contract.

It's an endorsement contract.

"Week, I think, we'll sign this jewelry endorsement contract anyway, and then I'll answer your question."

Zhou Chen is really a bit ridiculous, and this American style of doing things is really direct.

Zhou Chen poured him a cup of tea, and then picked up the contract and slowly looked at it.

There was nothing wrong with this contract, a cup of tea time.

Zhou Chen had just finished reading this contract.

I picked up my pen and signed my name.

Thomas was also a man of rage, but he didn't expect Zhou Chen to be so crisp.

He holds the contract.

Looking at Zhou Chen's signature, he asked with some surprise: "Zhou, have you read these terms?" "

Zhou Chen smiled lightly, of course he understood, if he couldn't understand it, then what investment would he have to engage in.

Besides, this is not the first time the two have worked together.

Thomas shrugged.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Zhou Chen held out his hand.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

The two shook hands.

Zhou Chen seemed to have forgotten his last question and asked: "My contract is about to expire, you say, do I want to test the free market." "

"Of course you have to try."

Thomas took another sip of tea.

This drink from the Celestial Dynasty is much better than coffee.

"If you don't try it, how do you know how much you're worth, besides, if you don't try it, Riley, the old fox, will definitely think that you don't want to leave the Heat, then he will definitely not give you any good contract." 」

Zhou Chen nodded.

He knew this too, just by looking at Riley's attitude towardS Wade.

Wade, as the main player of the Heat's championship, has never enjoyed a huge salary.

Although there is Wade's dedication in this, it also shows that Riley is too bad.

"Riley hasn't signed a contract with you yet, and he must be waiting to see if you're going to test the free agent market."

Zhou Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

Thomas finished his tea, stood up, and was about to leave.

"Well, dear Week, I'm going to get to work. You have to believe that when the next season starts, you will have a whole new environment. "

Zhou Chen smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Thomas."

Thomas left a contract and left.

Zhou Chen was at home alone, a little bored, and was preparing to go to which bar to have a drink, but little O'Neill called.

"Hey, dear Zhou, where is it to be alive?"

Little O'Neill's voice was loud, and the laughter of several women came from around him.

"I'm at home, you're just happy."

Little O'Neill laughed.

"Yes, we are happy. But we can't forget you, we had a training camp in Las Vegas. Week, are you going to train your skills with us? "