After practice ended, and after making sure everyone had eaten their nutritional meals, Chen Yu called Hardaway, and the two drove to a private club downtown.
It was a regular haunt for the team's more energetic members.
Upon entering the private room, Chen Yu thought, 'Just as I expected.'
Bald, dark, and skinny—it was none other than Gary Payton.
He and J Kidd had known each other since they were kids; they were best friends.
But for him to show up in Phoenix with J Kidd at this particular time was certainly intriguing.
The men were no strangers to one another. They exchanged greetings and sat down to chat.
"Chen, I know you're getting married in August and that the clinic and sports lab won't be open for long, so I came early. I need to keep working on my shot," J Kidd said, holding up his right hand.
Even then, he was rolling a pair of iron balls in his palm.
It seemed he had gotten addicted.
Chen Yu nodded and looked toward Payton.
