Phoenix International Airport.
Chen Yu dragged his suitcase as he ambled out, and from a distance, he saw Brian waving at him.
"How was the trip?" Brian jogged over and thoughtfully took the suitcase from him.
"What do you think?" Chen Yu's face was weary.
The ten-hour-plus journey had been exhausting. Even with some rest on the plane and a business class seat, he still felt tired.
"It must have been tough." Brian smiled apologetically. The man before him was the Phoenix Suns' lucky star; he had to be treated well.
How did they win the championship? It was because Chen Yu single-handedly healed Hardaway, then attracted Olajuwon and Ewing. That's how they got it.
How did they get the number one draft pick? Chen Yu had a lucky hand and drew it himself.
And now, even O'Neal might be coming.
And why would O'Neal come? Wasn't it in a trade for the number one pick, and wasn't he coming because of Chen Yu?
