"He just left? Like that?"
At the exit of China Modu International Airport, Chen Yu stared dumbfounded as Brian got into a car and quickly disappeared. He turned to the Suns' international scout, Matt Lucas, who was standing beside him, completely stunned.
Matt Lucas had a bit of a potbelly and was wearing a crumpled, subtly patterned suit. He wasn't wearing a tie, his collar was unbuttoned, and his hair was a mess. The lines on his forehead made him look like a middle-aged man.
In reality, he was only in his thirties.
But for an international scout like him who flew all over the world, constantly traveling with an irregular schedule, it was normal to look older than his age.
"What did you expect, Chen? You didn't actually think Brian came all this way just to scout that big guy, did you?" Matt Lucas shrugged and retorted.
Brian was the team's general manager, after all.
