The Way of Basketball: Never Talk Shit to Him!

After all, Su Wan had now been "Divinely Enthroned"!

Creating a personal brand, aiming to match Jordan, was definitely a step he was going to take.

Then, before the chatter about this had even died down, news came out that Nike was planning to acquire Su Wan's personal brand next year, and Su Wan had already agreed to it.

Everyone immediately realized, wasn't this just like setting up a subsidiary brand for Su Wan in disguise?

Those big companies sure knew how to play the game!

As for whether it was Su who brought it up first or Nike, that really wasn't very important to the outside world. All they knew now was that Su Wan's status at Nike was now on par with Michael Jordan's.

The curious media reached out to Michael Jordan to hear his thoughts and he just hung up the phone.

However, this reaction indicated that Jordan certainly cared, at least a little bit.

What they didn't know was...

At this moment, Su Wan was having dinner with Jordan.

"Old man, are you really not angry, or are you just pretending?" During dinner, Su Wan kept observing Michael Jordan's expression.

Too dark to tell.

But judging from Jordan's eager gesture when it came to paying the bill, he seemed to not take the matter to heart.

Well, Michael Jordan had his own understanding of "goat."

And to tell the truth...

Even if Su Wan, an international player, became the "goat," it wouldn't have much of an impact on his standing in the United States.

Those who liked Su were fans of the new era; they hadn't seen Jordan play with their own eyes.

Moreover...

With a net worth in the billions, he was only going to become more successful, and there really was no need to quibble over these things in the media all day long.

There was also something that Su couldn't guess.

From Michael Jordan's perspective, he wasn't a player anymore; he had become a businessman, thinking from a profit-driven standpoint.

Nike was his "money tree." Having Su Wan meant that Nike would stay at the top of the industry for at least the next ten years, ensuring his income would keep flowing in.

So he genuinely had no reason to be anxious.

"Did you hear you're going to Diddy's party?" Michael Jordan also brought up the topic with Su Wan.

Su Wan said, "Have you been?"

Jordan replied, "Of course!"

Those two words seemed to imply:

How could he possibly not invite me?

"How is it?" Su Wan asked.

Jordan said, "If he asks you to sign a non-disclosure agreement to stay, listen to me, just leave!"

The same advice Ivanka's father had given.

Su Wan couldn't help but take this information seriously.

He suddenly remembered that before he had crossed over, there were rumors that LeBron wasn't one to not throw parties; it's just that those attending his parties had to sign non-disclosure agreements.

The same approach to handling things.

It seemed that Diddy was closely related to LeBron!

Su Wan pressed on, "Do you know much about Diddy?"

Michael Jordan revealed a deeply secretive expression, "Stay away from him, he's the kind of guy who will do just about anything."

June 17th.

The legendary day of Diddy's party had arrived.

Su Wan set off for Los Angeles.

The venue was Diddy's own villa.

The security at the door was only responsible for checking invitations and didn't ask Su Wan to sign any non-disclosure agreement.

But that made sense, the party had been widely publicized.

If they demanded a non-disclosure agreement at the entrance, it would undoubtedly attract the attention of the authorities; considering this, the party this time was probably just an ordinary event.

And before Su Wan entered, LeBron had already gone in.

Following behind Jay-Z and Beyonce, his excitement was evident, and upon seeing Diddy, he immediately greeted him warmly, "Hey, Diddy, I finally meet you! I am a huge fan of yours; I've listened to every one of your songs."

Diddy looked LeBron up and down with his precise physique, from head to toe, exclaiming without a pause, "So, you're a fan of mine! That's great, fans are the best!"

As he spoke, he reached out, squeezing LeBron's arm, patting his chest, and then, with concern, asked, "I heard you got hurt recently, even injured your 'balls,' are you better now? I hope it doesn't affect any vigorous activities."

LeBron felt something was a bit off, but touched by Diddy's concern, he felt like he had regained something he had lost.

Diddy, born in 1969, 15 years older than LeBron, born in 1984...

Diddy's nickname was "Puff Daddy," and from him, LeBron truly felt a fatherly vibe.

Just as he was about to say something, Diddy's face suddenly brightened, "Su? OMG, let me see who has come! Su? You finally made it, I've been waiting for you!"

Then Diddy immediately let go of LeBron and walked straight toward Su Wan with even more enthusiasm than he had shown LeBron.

But Su Wan kept his distance and politely responded to his warmth.

LeBron felt a sourness inside; that concern he had just started to feel...

The party was getting livelier.

Su Wan saw Rihanna walk straight toward LeBron as soon as she entered; clearly, it wasn't the first time they had met, probably at some other party.

No wonder she was defending LeBron against Kevin Durant...

"Hey, Su Wan!"

A somewhat chubby black man approached Su Wan.

Su Wan recognized him, "Kanye" West.

"Man, you probably don't know how warm I feel seeing you; I went to school in Nanjing when I was little, and I've always missed those days, it's just like my second home!"

He was mid conversation when he suddenly stopped, his gaze intently fixed on something else.

Su Wan glanced in that direction: