Dominate the Super Bowl

Buzz—

The air in the hotel lobby stagnated slightly, plunging into a brief chaos.

Not only the reporters, but the Kansas City Chiefs players also became alert, utterly baffled by the presence of the rival team's manager.

Was it a coincidence?

But how could it be a coincidence? Even a high school student would hardly believe that this scene was a coincidence; yet, no reasonable explanation came to mind.

The scene was momentarily chaotic.

Seeing this, Veach, the manager of the Kansas City Chiefs, stepped forward, greeting manager to manager—it was the proper way to proceed.

At the draft, Veach had outplayed Caldwell fiercely, fueling the dominant rise of the Kansas City Chiefs; however, nobody expected Caldwell to equally mastermind through the free market with sharp maneuvers, leading to a surprising comeback that turned the Jacksonville Jaguars into the biggest unpredictability of this postseason.

Now, the two managers finally faced each other for an ultimate showdown.

However.

An unexpected situation arose again.

After a brief, undercurrent-filled exchange of greetings, Caldwell flashed a smile and gestured with a raised hand.

"Sorry, just a moment."

Veach: ???

But because Caldwell had been polite, Veach didn't manage to stop him in time.

Caldwell left his position and quickly walked to the side, heading straight for—

In the midst of the chaos and astonishment, perhaps the only exception was Li Wei.

First, Li Wei didn't recognize Caldwell.

Second, Li Wei didn't know whether the League had regulations against team managers contacting players privately without team permission.

Third, Li Wei didn't think this matter had anything to do with him at all.

Until Caldwell caught up with him.

"Li Wei!"

Li Wei stopped, his face full of question marks, "Me?"

Mahomes stood next to Li Wei, fully on guard, unaware that he had clenched his fists.

Seeing this, Li Wei smiled and joked, "Relax, Sherlock, otherwise you might accidentally break an old man's bones, and that would be unfortunate."

After that, Li Wei laughed heartily.

Mahomes couldn't help but laugh as well.

Although everyone thought Caldwell wouldn't be able to laugh, unexpectedly, he too showed a wide smile, "Li Wei, I'm David Caldwell."

The Jacksonville Jaguars were so close to having Li Wei.

Even though the Jaguars now had Fournette and ranked second in the league's ground offensive this season, apparently unaffected by not having Li Wei, Caldwell didn't see it that way; Li Wei represented the market—

Not to mention how much revenue Li Wei brought to the Kansas City Chiefs in terms of attendance and jersey sales, but the promotion and visibility he brought to the league was an incalculable fortune, making the Kansas City Chiefs brand powerfully distinguished, with market influence that was immeasurable.

This, definitely, was not something Fournette could replace.

This account was always firmly etched in Caldwell's mind.

At the beginning of the season, as the Kansas City Chiefs enjoyed a strong winning start, the Jacksonville Jaguars became the butt of jokes. The media was unaware that Caldwell had intended to choose Li Wei, only to be preempted by the Chiefs, but Caldwell could hardly plead his case, silently becoming the target of media and fan attacks.

In response, Caldwell only wanted to say: it wasn't that he lacked insight, but that he had been robbed, understand? The Jacksonville Jaguars were the victims, alright? They settled for Fournette only as a secondary choice!

Fournette: …So I was just the backup option.

Now, things were completely different—

The Jacksonville Jaguars were on the stage of the American League championship about to face the Kansas City Chiefs, and they were widely considered the top favorite to win the championship. The tables had turned, and David Caldwell could finally hold his head high.

On one hand, the Jacksonville Jaguars desperately wanted to beat the Kansas City Chiefs to advance to the Super Bowl. From any angle, this was a must-win game.

On the other hand, Caldwell wanted Li Wei to know that there was always a place for him in Jacksonville, which was his true home.

If the Kansas City Chiefs were foolish enough not to understand Li Wei's value, he wouldn't mind taking him on, even if it meant dealing with the pressure of the salary cap.

Today was just the beginning.

Caldwell believed there would be more opportunities to meet with Li Wei in the future.

Of course, Caldwell also knew that making private contact with players could breach League regulations, but Caldwell had a brilliant idea—

As long as it wasn't a private contact, it should be fine, right? Your adventure continues at My Virtual Library Empire

Overt and proper, conducted under everyone's scrutiny, proving there was no foul play or conspiracy naturally meant there was no issue.

So Caldwell made his entrance—

Coming specially to introduce himself, as simple as that.

Li Wei displayed a polite smile, extended his right hand, and warmly shook it, "Mr. Caldwell."

Mahomes's palms began to sweat. Was this appropriate?

"Is there anything I can help you with? An autograph, or a photo together?"

Mahomes: Cough cough.

He almost choked on his own saliva, his cheeks quickly turning bright red. Facing the puzzled Caldwell, Mahomes hurriedly bowed his head and tucked in his chin, summoning all his strength to barely suppress his laughter.

Caldwell was taken aback, clearly not anticipating such a reaction from Li Wei, but as a team manager, he quickly steadied himself and calmed down.

Taking a deep breath, Caldwell broke into a wide smile again, "Li Wei, I am the manager of the Jacksonville Jaguars."

Identifying himself.

Li Wei slightly lifted his chin, his face displaying an expression of sudden realization, which somewhat relieved Caldwell, but he was not prepared for what Li Wei said next.

"As a Chieftain fan, it must be tough being in Jacksonville."

Caldwell: ...

Mahomes: Squeeze fist tightly. Suppressing laughter is really hard.

Veach was slightly slow to react, but a smile also crept onto his lips.

Behind him, Kelsey and others couldn't control themselves and were snickering softly.

In fact, within the League, this was nothing unusual—

Serving a team does not necessarily mean being a fan of that team, after all, this is a Professional League, everything is a business transaction, a collaboration, and one shouldn't expect to commit everything out of sheer passion.

But the point is, while that's the rational perspective, bursting the bubble is another matter altogether.

No team's management or fans want to hear that their team manager or quarterback's heart belongs somewhere else; it's not something to be taken lightly.

The veins on Caldwell's temple were throbbing painfully—

He was a team manager known for his strong style and control over the whole situation, not the type to joke around and blend in with the coaches and players.

Even though Caldwell knew that Li Wei was sharp-tongued and fearless in front of the media, being a spectator was one thing, becoming the target was another.

The smile was almost impossible to maintain, and his rage swiftly surged to the forefront, blazing fiercely.

It seemed that Li Wei was a thorn, hard to manage. So, should Caldwell continue to pursue Li Wei?

It appeared, perhaps, not a good idea.