Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1192 - 1192 One Thousand One Hundred Seventy-Five A Promise

1192: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Seventy-Five: A Promise 1192: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Seventy-Five: A Promise Given Gao Yang’s relationship with Morgan, after Morgan spoke to that extent, he truly had no grounds to refuse.

After once again helplessly looking at Frey, Gao Yang said in a deep voice, “What’s going on?”

Morgan bitterly smiled and said, “We had just hung up the phone, not even two minutes had passed, and Cecil had already called back, Gao, do me a favor, even if it’s just letting Frey show his face over there.

If you have to refuse, it should still be Frey himself rejecting them.”

Gao Yang sighed and replied, “Alright, I’ll have Frey go over.

Where to?”

After thinking for a moment, Morgan said solemnly, “Go to the New York Yankees’ training base.

I’ll be waiting for you guys there.

Can you go now?

If you can, I’ll head over there right now.”

Gao Yang glanced at his watch and said, “We can, we can go.

Let’s head out now, see you later.”

After hanging up the phone, Gao Yang bitterly smiled at Frey and said, “Let’s make a trip there.

Morgan has already called for the second time.

Just go and show your face.

The final decision is yours, how you want to refuse is your own issue.”

Frey said nervously, “I can go, but you absolutely must not force me to play baseball again!”

Gao Yang helplessly replied, “Whatever you want, I’ve said it, it’s your call.”

Frey smiled at this and said, “Then there’s no problem.

Let’s go, everyone should go.

Eileen, Rabbit, and the others, should we notify them still?”

Gao Yang glanced at Glolov and Tommy, and said in a deep voice, “Don’t call the people in the hotel, too many people is not good.

Are you two going?”

Glolov shrugged his shoulders and replied, “Of course, we’re going, to see just how impressive Frey is.

Let’s go.”

Frey said with a troubled expression, “Let’s just have our group go, I think my mother and Ella shouldn’t go.”

Gao Yang thought for a moment and casually said, “You’re in charge.

Since you don’t want them to go, then it’ll just be the few of us.”

The four men got into action, first going to Glolov’s house to tell the few women there was nothing to worry about anymore, and asking them not to be concerned before the four men left together.

Four people, one car was enough, but as they approached Gao Yang’s car, Tommy, who opened the rear car door, exclaimed, “Hey, Boss, your car got hit!”

Gao Yang waved his hand dismissively and said, “It’s nothing.

I did it myself.

Get in the car.”

After getting into the car, Frey sitting behind Gao Yang, said with embarrassment, “Boss, I’ll buy you a new car later, okay?

What kind of car would you like?”

Gao Yang replied with resignation, “Just getting it fixed is fine.

What’s the need for a new car?

Can’t drive it more than twice a year, just leave it be.”

Driving a car with a big dent in the rear, the four arrived at the New York Yankees’ training base.

Upon arriving at the entrance, they saw Morgan’s car already parked there.

Morgan was standing at the entrance, and there was another person standing at the entrance talking to Morgan.

After Gao Yang parked next to Morgan’s car, the four men got out and walked up to Morgan, who pointed to the person beside him and said in a grave voice, “This is Brian Cashman, the general manager of the New York Yankees.”

Gao Yang shook hands with Brian and said in a grave voice, “Hello, Mr.

Cashman.”

Brian Cashman welcomed them with a radiant face, and as he shook hands with Gao Yang, he smiled broadly and said, “Hello, Mr.

Gao, we’re very pleased to welcome you.”

After speaking with Gao Yang, Brian immediately turned his attention to Frey, his eyes filled with fervor as he shook Frey’s hands vigorously and said with a big smile, “It’s great that you could come.

I’m Brian Cashman, currently serving as the general manager of the New York Yankees.

On behalf of the entire Yankees organization, I welcome you.”

Frey looked bewildered, and involuntarily glanced at Gao Yang, who could only shrug his shoulders, indicating that it was up to him to deal with the situation.

Frey, having to introduce himself after hesitating for a moment, finally said in a deep voice, “Hello, Mr.

Cashman.

My name is Frey.”

Releasing Frey’s hand, Brian laughed and said, “Call me Brian, just Brian is fine.”

After warmly shaking hands with Glolov and Tommy to express his welcome, Brian extended his hand and said, “Gentlemen, let’s go inside and wait.

Mr.

Steinbrenner and Johnny are on their way and will arrive shortly.”

Morgan glanced at his watch, then waved his hand and said, “Let’s go inside and wait.”

Brian walked ahead, leading Gao Yang and his group into the team’s office building, and soon they were seated in a luxurious reception room.

Brian’s hospitality was unusually enthusiastic; he bustled about, personally attending to Gao Yang and his party.

Gao Yang thought that after their arrival, Brian would start discussing Frey’s matter, but Brian never brought it up, presumably because Hank Steinbrenner was planning to come in person, so Brian didn’t rush to speak.

As the most successful baseball team in America, Gao Yang felt Brian should not be debasing himself to such an extent, and even the billionaire team owner was personally seeking help with persuasion.

Logically, Brian’s involvement should have been sufficient.

It was highly unusual for an owner with a huge fortune to personally step in.

After sitting for about fifteen minutes, Frey became a bit restless, but after two warning glares from Gao Yang, Frey settled down once again.

Finally, after about twenty minutes, a knock sounded on the door of the reception room.

After Brian personally opened the door, Cecil and a stranger walked in.

Seeing Gao Yang and the others, the newcomer apologized, “I’m really sorry for making you wait.”

Morgan stood up from the sofa with a smile and said, “No problem, we haven’t been waiting too long.

Hank, let me introduce you to my friend, Gao Yang.”

After shaking hands with Gao Yang, Hank, the owner of the New York Yankees, smiled and said, “Mr.

Gao, I’m truly delighted that you could come.

Welcome, a warm welcome to all of you.”

Hank Steinbrenner, in his fifties, had taken over the New York Yankees from his now-deceased father a few years back.

Compared to his father, the legendary and often tyrannical George Steinbrenner, Hank’s reputation wasn’t as illustrious, but he still largely adhered to his father’s style.

Hank’s father, George Steinbrenner, bought the New York Yankees in 1973 and ran the team with a ruthless approach.

A notable characteristic of George was his willingness to spend exorbitant amounts to acquire star players, rather than patiently develop his own roster.

During the George era, the Yankees lured one star player after another with their checkbook, poaching them so aggressively that it enraged the sports community.

The New York Yankees earned the nickname “The Evil Empire,” and George was dubbed the tyrant of that empire.

As much as others despised George, fans of the New York Yankees adored him just as profoundly.

Now that George was gone, under Hank’s leadership, the New York Yankees continued to brandish their checkbook, signing one star player after another, albeit not as ferociously as his father once did.

Since Frey had already introduced himself, after Morgan introduced Gao Yang, he pointed towards Frey and said with a light laugh, “This is the man who’s been driving you guys crazy, Frey Smith.”

At this moment, Hank looked at Frey as if he were looking at a treasure, his eyes shining.

Extending his hand towards Frey, he said with a smile, “Frey, I really hope you know how happy I am to see you here, I’m very excited.

It’s been many years since we’ve seen a talented young person like you.”

As soon as Hank finished speaking, Frey responded seriously, “Sorry, Mr.

Steinbrenner, but I’ve come to tell you that I won’t be playing baseball.”

An instant chill fell over the room.

Everyone wore an awkward expression, and Hank’s hand was still clasped with Frey’s.

Hank paused, then smiled again and said, “I think there must be some misunderstanding here, hahaha, no problem, we can talk about it later.”

After releasing Frey’s hand, Hank shook hands with Glolov and Tommy, in turn.

Morgan shrugged helplessly and said, “Hank, Cecil, I’ve brought the person you requested, how the talks go and whether you can persuade Frey, that’s up to you.

Mmm, this coffee’s not bad.”

At this point, Hank smiled and turned to Frey, who was standing by, “Mr.

Smith, please take a seat, let’s have a chat, shall we?

Would you like a drink?”

Frey looked towards Gao Yang for help, but Gao Yang gestured for him to act as he sees fit, and after Frey cleared his throat, he said, “Mr.

Steinbrenner, I feel it’s better to speak up sooner about some things.

The truth is, I won’t be playing for the New York Yankees, at least not anytime soon.”

Hank glanced at Brian before smiling and saying, “May I ask why?

I heard you are a loyal fan of the New York Mets?”

Frey shook his head, “No, it’s not because of that.

I used to be a fan of the Mets, but not anymore.

Besides, I don’t like the Yankees, but I also don’t hate the Yankees.

Well, even though I must defeat the Yankees, it’s complicated.

Generally speaking, I won’t consider playing professional baseball anytime soon.”

Hank looked helplessly and said, “I’m all confused, can you explain a bit more specifically?”

Frey spoke firmly, “I like the Mets, but my boss, well, let’s just say I now extremely despise some people from the Mets.

I must make them realize the great mistake they’ve made.”

Hank laughed and said, “As rivals in the same city, I’m pleased to hear this.

However, I’m more interested in why you want to defeat the Yankees?

You just said you don’t hate the Yankees.”

Frey replied gravely, “Because of a promise, I must find a way to join the Texas Rangers, and then, representing the Rangers to defeat the Yankees and claim the championship, that would be the moment I fulfill my promise.

So I’m sorry, but I can’t play baseball now, and even if I could, I can’t join the Yankees.” (To be continued.

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