"Who?"
Sashiro called out to the person knocking on the door.
Only a solemn and steady middle-aged male voice answered:
"Hello, is this Mr. Sashiro? I'm the person in charge of arranging your event this time."
Sashiro was stunned for a moment, then got out of bed and put on his clothes.
When he opened the door, he saw the middle-aged man in front of him. He was probably in his forties. His expression was calm. He was wearing a well-fitting suit, and even with his trimmed beard, he didn't look old.
On the contrary, it made people feel that it was very appropriate.
Sashiro didn't know the identity of the visitor, nor did he know how the other party knew which hotel he was staying in.
So he asked:
"May I ask how you found out where I live? I don't think I've told anyone about this, right?"
Sashiro thought about it.
He had just found this hotel randomly.
Moreover, he hadn't even informed ANTA where he lived.
How did this person in front of him know this?
Sashiro was puzzled, and the middle-aged man opposite him replied:
"It's like this, it's our little... well, the boss asked me to come here to find you. She said you must be here."
"Your boss?"
Sashiro became curious about this matter.
It was truly extraordinary that they knew where he was.
If it was a guess, then there was something to it...
But if it was tracking...
Forehead...
That's a bit scary.
Cough cough.
Although he didn't know which one it was.
But if it was the latter... he guessed they wouldn't have come to him on their own initiative.
Well, that must be it.
It's better this way...
"So where are we going next?"
"You must have just woken up. We have prepared a sumptuous breakfast for you."
"Please have your meal before participating in related activities."
The middle-aged man said this, bending down respectfully and pointing Sashiro in a direction.
Sashiro was somewhat flattered.
To be honest, he had never seen such a comprehensive arrangement of treatment.
"Okay."
It is better to obey than to be respectful.
Sashiro followed his guidance and arrived at the hotel lobby.
After he sat down, several chefs came forward one after another and presented Sashiro with various breakfasts they had cooked.
Even the simplest French toast was made to look so good that it looked unpalatable...
Finally, after the last chef left.
Sashiro's table was already filled with food.
Toasted toast, cheddar cheese with scrambled eggs, German-style grilled sausage, fried fillet, tuna sashimi, steamed egg custard, matsutake miso soup, and even a bowl of authentic old Beijing noodles with soybean paste!!
...
The middle-aged man said:
"I don't know what kind of food you like, so we have prepared several common cuisines for you to choose from."
Good guy...
Although Sashiro was not a worldly-wise person.
But this was a scene.
It's really a bit exaggerated!
"Ahem, you are too polite..."
"Don't worry, Mr. Sashiro. This is arranged by our boss. Even if you don't finish the food, it won't be wasted. Please rest assured."
Okay.
That's all he had to say.
Sashiro didn't hesitate and started eating with both hands.
Facing the food on the table, Sashiro's evaluation was just one word...
It smelled so good!
This meal was much better than the NBA players' meals!!
Tsk tsk tsk, it's true that if you compare yourself to others, you will die, and if you compare goods, you will throw them away.
Because the food tasted so good and he was very hungry this morning, Sashiro ate up the entire table of food in one go.
And the middle-aged man had been waiting silently by the side.
When Sashiro finished eating, he handed him a towel and said:
"Mr. Sashiro, if you're done eating, shall we set off?"
"Certainly."
Sashiro wiped his mouth and asked casually:
"Where's our first stop?"
The middle-aged man took Sashiro to the limousine that had been waiting at the door.
Then he said:
"Go to the Guangdong team's training stadium. There will be a friendly match later."
"Oh, wait a minute, there's a friendship..."
Suddenly.
Sashiro was confused.
"Friendly match?"
"You mean the competition?!"
The middle-aged man nodded.
"Yes."
"I..."
Sashiro thought about the huge amount of food he had just eaten.
He felt like crying but had no tears.
Big Brother!!
Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?!
How can I play the game if I eat so much?
...
On this side, the middle-aged man saw Sashiro's expression and realized that he might have misunderstood something.
So he quickly explained:
"Don't worry, we won't ask you to play the whole game, but just let you participate briefly."
"After all, this is a small encouragement to the future successors of the Huxia men's basketball team."
"That's all!"
Sashiro was relieved to hear this.
He was just wondering how such a thoughtful person could make such a small mistake.
Instead of talking about eating, he thought about his foot injury.
Although it did get much better thanks to his tenfold recovery ability.
But, no one else knew about this!
They still felt that his foot hadn't healed yet. If they still scheduled a match for him, it would be a bit...
That's not nice enough.
So Sashiro didn't say anything. He sat in the car and was taken by the driver to the Guangdong team's training ground.
And when Sashiro just arrived here.
He noticed from afar that countless people had gathered here.
Many people even came to Sashiro's car, waving their arms and greeting him.
At this time, Sashiro also rolled down the car window and responded in a friendly manner.
In response to everyone's reaction at this time, the middle-aged man next to him said slowly:
"These should be the fans who usually follow your games. Your performance in the NBA has really touched many people in Daxia."
"This not only brings glory to Daxia, but also makes a significant contribution to the domestic sports industry."
"The fans' madness is understandable."
Sashiro nodded.
Before returning home, he had never thought that his performance would affect so many people.
...
And when the car drove to the parking spot outside the stadium.
Sashiro saw a group of tall young players and a man in a suit waiting there.
When Sashiro got off the car, he immediately recognized the man in a suit in front of him.
Wasn't this the "super high level" Du Feng, Brother Feng!
The moment he saw Sashiro, Du Feng also came forward.
He walked up with a smile on his face and said:
"Sashiro? Hey, welcome back! I'm really glad to have the opportunity to meet you here today! Come on, come inside!"
I didn't expect Du Feng to be such a kind person.
It seems that it is inconsistent with the rumors outside!
Sashiro smiled and said:
"You're so polite, Coach Du Feng! Let's go inside and talk!"
At this time, Zeng Fanri also echoed and said:
"Yes, yes, let's go in first!"
As he said this, he imitated Sashiro and patted Du Feng's shoulder.
But just a moment.
He was glared back by Du Feng with a murderous look.
WTF…
This scared Zeng Fanri terribly.
He quickly withdrew his hand.
Then, Du Feng said to Sashiro with a kind expression:
"Let's go! Let's go inside!"