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

Three days after winning the championship, Cleveland, an industrial city that had been quiet for more than half a century, welcomed the team's first-ever championship parade.

The entire downtown area was flooded with a sea of ​​burgundy and gold as more than a million rabid fans poured into the streets from all corners of Ohio.

The open-top bus moved slowly through a shower of confetti, while the Cavaliers players on board, wearing sunglasses, smoking cigars, and freely splashing champagne in celebration.

When the parade finally arrived at the city center square, facing the endless sea of ​​people below, the climax of the celebration finally arrived.

Amidst a deafening roar of cheers, Su Yang, wearing a custom-made T-shirt emblazoned with "70-Win Championship," picked up the microphone and walked to the very front of the stage.

The entire room fell silent, everyone watching with fervor as the young boss brought miracles to Cleveland.

"Cleveland, we did it!"

Su Yang raised his hand, and his first words ignited the entire audience: "Three years ago, when some coward announced on television that he was abandoning this city, I was sitting in this city's office."

"That deserter thought that by running off to the South Beach and teaming up with two superstars in their prime, he could build a so-called dynasty. He did steal a championship ring in this shortened season, and then shamelessly proclaimed himself king."

"But that's nothing more than a fig leaf bought with betrayal and shortcuts!"

Su Yang's voice echoed throughout the square through the enormous speakers: "Today, we stand here, with a record of seventy wins, with overwhelming dominance, to tell the world: We have won a true championship!"

"Boom—!" The fans in the square erupted in cheers, echoing Su Yang's angry curses.

"Now that we've won the championship, according to the rules, I should make a promise at this time."

Su Yang glanced at the players standing behind him, a sly glint in his eyes. "As you all know, that coward once made a famous boast at the welcome party in Miami. Today, let's help him recall it."

"I assure you, Cleveland will be the champion..."

Su Yang shouted out the first sentence, then handed the microphone directly to Stephen Curry next to him.

Curry grinned like a kid who'd pulled off a prank, and yelled into the microphone, "Not 1!"

The fans immediately understood and burst into deafening laughter!

Curry handed the microphone to Klay Thompson, who was standing next to him.

Clay held up two fingers and solemnly declared, "Not 2!"

The microphone was passed quickly from player to player.

Anthony Davis chimed in: "Not 3!"

Marc Gasol laughed: "Not 4!"

Millsap screamed at the top of his lungs, "Not 5!!"

Zhang Tielin waved a towel: "Not 6!"

Finally, the microphone was handed to Kawhi Leonard.

This expressionless striker, whose face remained unchanged throughout, looked at the microphone in his hand and calmly uttered the last two words:

"Not 7."

This extreme contrast made the fans in the square laugh uproariously, pushing the joyful atmosphere to its peak!

This is not only a direct humiliation of the Heat's Big Three, but also the most unified and coordinated mockery in the history of NBA parades!

Su Yang took the microphone, looked at the sea of ​​revelry below, and with all his might, let out a final, earth-shattering roar:

"Now, tell me loudly!"

"Miami Heat!!!"

"Who's your daddy?!"

One million Cleveland fans, hands raised, responded hysterically to this blunt yet cathartic slogan:

"Who's your daddy!!!"

"Who's your daddy!!!"

"Who's your daddy!!!"

……

After the celebrations of the championship parade ended, the NBA entered a long offseason.

But for Su Yang, the expansion of his business empire has only just begun.

A few days later, a private Boeing passenger plane bearing the logo of the Su Group landed smoothly at Beijing Capital International Airport.

The cabin door opened, and Su Yang, dressed in casual clothes, was the first to step down the gangway.

Following behind him were the Cavaliers super team, who were already incredibly popular on the Chinese internet: Stephen Curry, Klay Thompson, and Kawhi Leonard!

As early as the day after the parade ended, Su Yang, in his capacity as boss and heir to a business empire, signed these three future core players of the Cavaliers to Anta, a domestic brand acquired by his father.

Especially for Stephen Curry, who just won the regular season MVP and FMVP, Su Yang went against all odds and signed a record-breaking lifetime endorsement contract, which included independent shares in Anta Basketball's sub-brand!

Faced with Su Yang's kindness in recognizing his talent and his impressive financial resources, Curry signed the contract without hesitation.

Klay Thompson and Kawhi Leonard also secured lucrative endorsement contracts that far exceeded those of their predecessors at the same stage of their careers.

The reason for returning to China with Su Yang this time is to kick off the grand "Anta Knight Champion China Tour"!

Over the next two weeks, these three core players of the championship team unleashed an unimaginable basketball storm in China.

Wherever he went, the streets were deserted.

Fans showed great enthusiasm for this team that dominated the finals.

Anta's stores were emptied by enthusiastic fans, and Curry's first signature shoe, the "Curry 1," sold out online within five minutes of its release, creating a sales legend in the history of domestic sportswear brands!

……

After making proper arrangements for the players' subsequent trip to China.

The Su Family Manor, located in the western suburbs of Beijing.

Su Yang, with an apple dangling from his mouth, swaggered into his study.

"Old man, have you seen the news? How's your son's return on investment? Not only did he win the NBA championship, but he also managed to boost Anta's market share in the international top-tier basketball shoe market!"

Su Yang plopped down on the sofa and, facing his father Su Jianxun, who was sitting behind the mahogany desk reading documents, began to boast and give orders.

Su Jianxun looked at his son, whom he was increasingly unable to understand, and his eyes were actually beaming with joy, but on the surface he still maintained the dignity of a father.

"I guess you could say you've done something worthwhile. And that company you recommended, ByteDance, looks pretty promising now. You just got lucky."

What does "a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse" mean?

Su Yang was unhappy, threw the half-eaten apple into the trash can, and started to paint an even bigger picture for his father:

"Comrade Su, we need to think long-term. Now that Anta has gained international recognition thanks to Curry and the others, we should press our advantage!"

"I suggest we immediately launch an international acquisition strategy. Send people to acquire all the high-quality brands like FILA!"

"We're not just going to make basketball shoes, we're going to make high-end sports fashion! Including top-tier outdoor brands like Arc'teryx, we'll acquire them all if we get the chance!"

Su Yang became more and more excited as he spoke, "Once we've built up our brand portfolio and expanded the business, the next step is to take the money and talk to David Stern! We'll secure the official NBA jersey sponsorship rights!"

"You have no idea how much disgusting stuff Nike has done to me during my years in the NBA! The biased refereeing, the media smear campaigns, they even dared to rig the Finals MVP voting! Once we become the biggest financial backer in the NBA, let's see if that old fox David Stern still dares to talk back to me!"

Hearing his son's almost overwhelmingly ambitious plan, he even threatened to destroy Nike's business.

Su Jianxun's hand, which was holding a teacup, froze in mid-air, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Yangyang, it's good to be ambitious, but in business, it's best to avoid being overly ambitious."

"Anta's foundation is still shallow. It has just reaped a wave of benefits. Its primary task now is to digest the market and consolidate the supply chain. If you keep talking about cross-border mergers and acquisitions and sponsoring the entire NBA, the entire group will be dragged down if the cash flow is interrupted."

"Eat your food one bite at a time, walk your path one step at a time. Taking too big a step... *crack*, you might tear your balls!"

"Old man, this is a classic case of outdated thinking and a lack of ambition!"

Su Yang crossed his legs and launched into a sarcastic tone: "I think you're just getting old, you've lost your guts and courage. What do you mean by 'pulling your balls'? As long as the funding keeps up, we could swallow an elephant whole and still not pull it!"

"I think you've grown your company too big and have been living a comfortable life for too long. You've even lost the guts to go head-to-head with those Wall Street capitalists. If you don't have the ability, just say so..."

"You unfilial son! Who are you calling incompetent?!"

Su Jianxun was mocked by his own son, who slammed his fist on the table and was about to stand up and demand family discipline.

"What are you doing? What are you two doing? You two start fighting as soon as you get back to the country, you're practically tearing the roof off this study!"

Just as things were about to escalate into a full-blown brawl, the study door was pushed open.

The mother, Shen Yuqin, walked in with an air of elegance and gave the father and son a disapproving look.

Upon hearing his wife speak, Su Jianxun immediately sat back down in his chair, gave a cold snort, and turned his head away.

Su Yang quickly straightened his legs and put on a well-behaved smile: "Mom, it's just that Lao Su's thinking is too conservative. I'm giving him some training in modern business thinking."

"Alright, stop causing trouble for your dad."

Shen Yuqin walked to Su Yang's side, reached out and straightened his slightly wrinkled collar. Although her tone was gentle, it was unquestionable.

"Go take a shower and change into something more formal."

"Why are you changing clothes? Do we have guests at home today?" Su Yang was taken aback.

"There are guests."

Shen Yuqin patted his shoulder and said softly, "Come with me to Yuquan Mountain."

"Your grandfather was overjoyed to hear that you returned to China with the championship. He's been talking about you for over half a month and said you absolutely must come and have a simple meal with him today."

Upon hearing the names Yuquan Mountain and his maternal grandfather, Boss Su, who had just been gesticulating confidently in his study, suddenly shrank back.

That once-ruling madman who dominated the NBA is now just a well-behaved grandson.

"Alright! I'll go wash up right away, I definitely won't keep the old man waiting!"