"Something on your mind?"
Chen Yu glanced at the stammering Brian.
Brian lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "I know they held a meeting over in New York, and it was about you."
His old man was the team owner, so there was no way he wouldn't know about the movements of the NBA's Board of Governors.
Chen Yu put down the file in his hand, sat up straight, and said, "What a coincidence. I also know they held a meeting."
The gossip from the New York Headquarters couldn't be hidden from Chen Yu, either.
Brian didn't say what Old Kolangelo discussed in the meeting. Instead, he sized up Chen Yu with a searching gaze before saying after a long moment, "Chen, we've already renewed our contract. Most importantly, we're friends, very good friends."
There was a hint of nervousness in his tone.
The contract they had signed with Chen Yu was an employment contract. And since it was an employment contract, unilaterally terminating it wouldn't be too much trouble.
