Chapter 14

On that day, indeed, no player in the entire gym spoke to Yang Mo, and even the head coach ignored him, directly overlooking him during tactical drills. After all, the coach was certain that Yang Mo wouldn't play tomorrow, so whether he practiced the tactics or not was irrelevant.

Yang Mo didn't say anything about the isolation from everyone, but he vowed in his heart that those guys would have to pay for what they did today.

Yang Mo was not a magnanimous person; whoever provoked him, he would destroy their paradise.

If given time, should Yang Mo make a name for himself in the NBA and receive an invitation to the national team, the consequence would be clear: either he or they, but not both.

When the afternoon training ended, Zhou Yiyi came over, cheered the players up, and then pulled Yang Mo's hand, driving away in her Maserati.

At that moment, the players finally understood... This kid was the boss's son-in-law, no wonder he was so arrogant.

Thinking of this, all the players began to feel uneasy. After all, they were working for the boss. Now that they had offended the boss's son-in-law, would he take revenge? Would they not get paid?

These were issues that concerned their livelihoods, and they couldn't help but feel regretful. Especially the head coach, Wang Yuhuai, who earned only a few hundred thousand a year. If he helped the boss win the championship this time, the bonus alone would be more than that. But now...

Yang Mo didn't care whether these guys regretted it or not, and he didn't mention it to Zhou Yiyi. He wasn't the kind of man who relied on a woman to get by. A man who sought revenge through his wife after being wronged would be too embarrassing; that wasn't Yang Mo's style.

After the night of pleasure, the two of them didn't feel awkward during their private date. As Zhou Yiyi had said, they knew each other well, so there was no need to pretend; being natural and open was more comfortable.

After dinner, Zhou Yiyi said to Yang Mo shyly, "I'm not going back tonight."

After saying this, Zhou Yiyi's cheeks turned red. Yang Mo, of course, understood her meaning, and he had the same intention, so he put his arm around her slim waist and said, "Let's go to my place."

"Pervert!" Zhou Yiyi lightly punched Yang Mo twice, blushing and coquettish.

At this moment, Zhou Yiyi still said "pervert," but as soon as they entered Yang Mo's home, she wrapped her arms around him tightly, and her fiery red lips came close, her tongue entering Yang Mo's mouth, teasing his nerves.

For a moment, Yang Mo felt as if he had been "raped." Then, his male pride kicked in, and he turned around, pressing Zhou Yiyi against the wall, his left hand grabbing her chest and kneading it. Zhou Yiyi's eyes became hazy, and she clung to him even tighter.

Seeing this, Yang Mo picked her up by the waist, walked into the room, and closed the door!

Soon, moans of satisfaction and heavy breathing could be heard from the room.

The next morning, Yang Mo felt a bit disappointed when he woke up because the dream task didn't appear again. He kept recalling what had happened that night, trying to figure out what special thing he had done. He had tried drinking and now had repeated the act of lovemaking. What else was left?

Yang Mo was puzzled, but then he noticed a spot of blood on the sheet at the foot of the bed, a remnant from their night of passion.

At that moment, he suddenly realized: Could it be that only the first time would activate it?

The thought startled him. He thought to himself: Putting aside the issue of being a playboy, finding so many virgins was nearly impossible. Where could he find so many? In kindergartens?

Yang Mo felt a sense of despair. This activation condition was too harsh, especially in an era where virginity was worth less than real money. Sigh!

Yang Mo sighed, giving up hope on that task. It was too difficult for him. First, virgins were hard to find, and second, he couldn't accept such behavior. Although he wasn't as virtuous as Liu Xiuhui, this was too absurd. If improving himself meant hurting innocent girls, he would rather not improve; it was too inhumane.

By then, Zhou Yiyi had already prepared breakfast. After Yang Mo finished washing up and eating, Zhou Yiyi drove him to the training hall.

When Yang Mo reappeared at the training hall, the players' emotions were clearly more complex. On one hand, they didn't want to offend the national team's bigwigs, and on the other hand, they didn't want to offend the boss's son-in-law.

So, they were very conflicted.

Yang Mo let them be conflicted and just practiced on his own.

In the afternoon, the head coach, Wang Yuhuai, finally couldn't hold back and called Yang Mo over to practice some tactics. He speculated that the boss had put his son-in-law on the team to shine on the court. If he didn't let him play at all, he might anger the boss, which he couldn't afford. Moreover, Yang Mo was indeed very strong and could help the team.

When Yang Mo appeared in the tactical drills, the national team players didn't show any obvious resistance. They had also figured out Yang Mo's identity. The situation was already settled, and continuing to cause trouble would not benefit them. Going against the boss would definitely end badly, especially in a market dominated by capital.

At 5 PM, the first round of the Donghua City Corporate Cup began at the city stadium, with the Jin Ding team facing the Ming Yang team.

In fact, the Donghua Corporate Cup only had four participating teams, with two rounds of matches. Winning both rounds would make you the champion.

After the game started, Yang Mo didn't start, but sat on the bench, lost in thought. He noticed that the Ming Yang team was more star-studded, featuring not only veteran center **, but also Yi Jianlian, Yi Li, Liu Xiaoyu, and Liu Wei, all top domestic players.

From the lineup, Yang Mo didn't have high hopes for the Jin Ding team's starting five, even though they were all national team players. The opponents' lineup was clearly more balanced, with a well-coordinated offense and defense, making them more like a team.

Less than five minutes into the game, Wang Yuhuai called a long timeout because the score had already been pulled to double digits, with the opponents leading by eleven points.

"Mike, you go in for Zhu Fangyu," Wang Yuhuai immediately said to Mike Harris through the translator.

Mike Harris quickly replied, "Coach, it won't help if I go in. Our interior defense is too weak, and I'm not an interior player. I can't defend Yi. Let Yang go in; he's the best interior defender here."

Mike Harris's recommendation immediately drew everyone's attention to Yang Mo. Everyone thought he had a point. However, in the midst of everyone's hopeful gazes, Yang Mo crossed his legs and said calmly, "I'll play if you apologize to me first."