LeBron James running away? He's going all in on Curry.

Regardless of the uproar caused by Su Yang's interview.

A few days later, in New York, at the NBA headquarters.

The annual lottery draw has finally begun in this enclosed hall filled with money and calculation.

David Stern stood on the stage, his face bearing that signature capitalist smile.

Sitting in the audience, Su Yang watched indifferently as the old president opened the envelopes one by one.

In fact, he already knew the outcome.

"The team that got the third overall pick in the first round of the 2012 NBA draft is... the Cleveland Cavaliers (from the New Orleans Hornets)!"

As Stern announced the result, Su Yang cursed inwardly, "Damn Stern, that old bastard is definitely settling a personal score!"

Historically, the Hornets, a team managed by the league, used this pick to select Anthony Davis as the number one overall pick.

However, because Su Yang intervened in the Paul trade and took the pick, and offended Stern, this pick, which should have been the number one pick, was "scammed" down to the third pick!

The Washington Wizards won the second overall pick this year.

As for that coveted top scorer spot?

"Congratulations to the Charlotte Bobcats for winning the first overall pick in the 2012 NBA Draft!" Stern announced with a smile.

The Bobcats had an epic 7-59 record this year, the worst in the league. To balance things out, Stern forced the number one draft pick to the Bobcats, whose owner was Michael Jordan.

The Cavaliers' own first-round pick, which was already low due to making the playoffs, unsurprisingly fell to the 27th pick in the first round!

"It would be a miracle if there wasn't something fishy going on."

Su Yang stood up with a cold laugh, too lazy to even engage in the subsequent pleasantries, and walked out of the lottery hall with General Manager Grant.

"Boss, we only got the third pick! This is a problem." Grant followed behind, sweating profusely. "The Bobcats will definitely pick Anthony Davis, and the Wizards are rumored to be eyeing Bradley Beal. If we stay with the third pick, we won't be able to get the cornerstone center you want!"

"Since it has already happened, let's deal with it."

Su Yang got into the waiting stretch Lincoln and immediately gave the order, "Contact the Charlotte Bobcats' general manager! I need to speak with Michael Jordan!"

Half an hour later, the transoceanic secure line was connected.

On the other end of the phone came the slightly casual and arrogant voice of Michael Jordan, the "God of Basketball" and current owner of the Bobcats.

"Su, I watched the draft lottery live. What, you want to snatch this number one pick from my team?" Jordan chuckled, a cigar dangling from his lips. The Bobcats' ticket sales were abysmal this year; they desperately needed a number one pick to revive the team's fortunes.

"Let's get straight to the point, Michael."

Su Yang didn't waste words with this old rogue and directly offered his bait: "I know you need talent, but even more so, you need stars who can immediately sell tickets. While Anthony Davis is exceptionally talented, the development cycle for big men is too long. I'll trade Cleveland's third overall pick, plus immediate impact players, for your number one pick!"

"Ready-to-play player? Who?" Jordan became interested.

"Eric Bledsoe, or 'Linsanity' Jeremy Lin. Choose one!"

Su Yang offered Jordan a deal he couldn't refuse.

Bledsoe is a "mini LeBron" with explosive athleticism, which perfectly matches Jordan's aesthetic preference for players who can "fly and leap."

And Jeremy Lin goes without saying. He just won the Most Improved Player award and has a huge Asian market behind him. If he goes to Charlotte, the Bobcats' ticket and broadcasting revenue next season will definitely sell like hotcakes!

Jordan remained silent for a full minute on the other end of the phone.

Torn between commercial interests and competitive potential, he was tempted.

But he still displayed the greed of a businessman: "Su, your offer is very sincere. But what I have in my hand is the top scholar's token! A Blood Cloth or a Lin, plus the third-place token, is still a little short. You need to add something else."

"I'll add an egg!"

Su Yang cursed inwardly that this old rogue was truly ruthless, not willing to act until he saw the profit, but aloud he began to exert maximum persuasion: "Michael, whether it's Bledsoe or Jeremy Lin, they'd be absolute hot commodities on the free agent market. The third overall pick could also get a talent of Beal's or Michael Kidd-Gilchrist's caliber. My bottom line is here!"

The two haggled and argued on the phone for a full twenty minutes.

In the end, to ensure that Anthony Davis would fall into his hands without any risk, Su Yang resisted the urge to hang up and made a final concession.

"Eric Bledsoe, plus this year's third overall pick in the first round. Plus two future second-round picks! That's about it!"

Su Yang said coldly, "If you agree, we will immediately submit the trade filing to the league. If you don't agree, this call will be considered a waste, and I can use my third overall pick to select Bill."

"Deal!" Jordan said, satisfied, and exhaled a puff of cigar smoke ring.

A third overall pick, a muscular guard with explosive potential, plus two second-round picks – this deal is a sure win for him!

……

A few hours later, a blockbuster trade that shocked the entire league was officially announced.

The Cleveland Cavaliers traded Eric Bledsoe, the third overall pick in the first round, and two future second-round picks to the Charlotte Bobcats in exchange for the number one overall pick in the 2012 NBA draft!

As soon as the news broke, the entire American sports community began a frenzied evaluation of the deal.

When the major media outlets released their transaction ratings, almost all the experts shook their heads.

"D-tier! Cleveland is losing a fortune!"

"Did Su Yang really trade a quality backup point guard who had already proven his worth, plus multiple draft picks, just to move up two draft positions? Is Anthony Davis really worth the risk of emptying the team's resources?"

"The Bobcats get an A+! Jordan finally made a brilliant steal-style trade!"

Amidst the widespread online mockery of the Cavaliers' "massive financial loss," some prankster media figures took to Twitter to offer gloating remarks:

"Although Su Yang seems like a sucker in this deal, we have to look on the bright side—"

"Thankfully, Michael Jordan traded away the number one pick. Otherwise, given Jordan's disastrous draft pick record, he would most likely have used the pick to draft another 'Kwame Brown 2.0'!"

At this moment, Su Yang, sitting on the sofa in his Beverly Hills villa, looked at the confirmed top scorer's draw in his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief.

With Anthony Davis, his groundbreaking "Death Lineup" and "Space Jam" finally found their last perfect tactical cornerstone.

Just as Su Yang was envisioning how he would make the league tremble next season.

After removing her makeup and wearing a semi-transparent silk nightgown, Nazha, accompanied by an alluring fragrance, softly nestled into Su Yang's arms.

"Boss~"

Naza's red lips brushed against Su Yang's ear, her long, slender legs rubbing restlessly. "Finished work? You promised to check on me tonight, you can't go back on your word..."

Su Yang casually wrapped his arm around her slender waist, tossed his phone onto the carpet, and swept the beauty in his arms into a horizontal embrace.

"You're fed up? Wait until next season starts, and I'll show you what true cruelty is!"