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Beijing Imperial Golf Club.
master Yang frequently swings his club with the man he calls "Second Uncle," but his performance is not very good.
Rest area, with many handsome men and beautiful women sitting.
A young man with curly hair and an earring in his left ear said to his female companion next to him, "Master Yang is not in good shape." His words were full of teasing and schadenfreude.
" master Yang The melancholic look is so cool!" The woman next to him had heavy makeup on, covering her mouth with one hand and acting infatuated.
"It's really sickening. She's not even batting an eyelid at you, and you're still acting coy in front of him," Curly-haired person's expression changed.
The heavily made-up girl didn't mind: "I'm willing. If he summons me, I can offer myself to him anytime, anywhere!"
The curly-haired guy couldn't take it anymore: "You can go up now." He reached out to another girl with a big chest and gestured, "Cai'er, shall I take you for a spa later?"
The girl with a large chest walked over with small steps and said, "Zhao Gongzi, I am willing, but your little Ling'er at home will get jealous. I'm really scared."
The heavily made-up girl glanced at the latter and said, "Cabbage gang... whatever."
Other men and women have focused on the golf course.
"Second Uncle, do you think they are genuine?" master Yang asked with a fierce look in his eyes.
"That's not important," Second Uncle replied without turning back, swinging the club seriously. "What's important is that she doesn't have you in her heart. After all, even if it's acting, the price she pays is painful! I've talked to both of her paternal uncles, they dare not be enemies with our the Yang Family.
"If she doesn't care about her reputation and sets a trap, I will make her pay for everything she has in the Woe Family!"
"What should I do then?" master Yang was a bit impatient, his eyes flashing with anger.
"You should do whatever you need to do. Your emotions fluctuate too much, which will affect your golf level," Second Uncle's tone was flat, as if he was not surprised by master Yang's emotions.
"Am I supposed to lose to a small clerk in a remote township?" master Yang's voice carried displeasure.
"You didn't lose her, she never belonged to you in the first place!" Second Uncle glanced at his nephew and said, "What can someone achieve if they can't even control their own emotions?" After saying this lightly, he gently swung the club, and the ball drew an elegant arc in the air, accurately landing in the hole.
master Yang watched Second Uncle walk away, feeling a surge of defiance in his heart. "Daring to take away what's mine, I'll make him pay double the price!" He took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.
master Yang walked towards the caddy who was serving him, picked up the club, aimed at the ball, and said, "Let me give it a try."
He swung the club, but with too much force. Not only did the ball not fall into the hole, but it also flew out of the golf course and landed far away. He threw down the club, angrily kicked the ground, and said through gritted teeth, "This is my life, always falling short by just a little bit."
Second Uncle looked at him with no expression on his face: "What you need is practice, not anger."
"I will destroy her because I like something I can't have!" master Yang looked at Second Uncle with a twisted expression due to jealousy.
Second Uncle is unhurried: "Some things can be done, but not said..."
"When you truly lose everything, you will find that there is nothing in this world that you cannot lose." Second Uncle maintains a calm tone.
master Yang fell silent, standing there and gazing into the distance, his heart filled with struggle and conflict.
"They're here," Second Uncle signaled, then walked away on his own to the other side, disappearing from view.
Wu Qiuying White top, white trousers, white sun hat, white sneakers, a large pair of sunglasses covering her face, tall and slender figure, shining brightly in the fitted clothes. It's as if an awe-inspiring light is attached to her.
In his arms, he held a man of similar age to her, who was strong and tall with slightly dark skin, creating a striking contrast with Jiang Qiuying: a cool and harmonious black-and-white combination. She leaned on his arm, her head tilted in his direction.
She is declaring, showing off, or expressing disdain towards him.
A flash of cunning in master Yang's eyes, followed by a mental image of the scene in the Grand Hotel Beijing guest room from last night, with two people on the bed... This was followed by a roaring sound and intense pain in the head.
He restrained the surging emotions in his heart and a smile appeared on his pale face: "Qiu Ying is here, who is this?"
Wu Qiuying held onto Qin Chizian's arm and did not let go, then affectionately kissed his cheek: "My boyfriend, Qin Chizian."
Then he waved to the handsome men and beautiful women around.
The young man known as Zhao whistled and gave a thumbs-up, saying, "Auntie, this is the one!"
Wu Qiuying waved at him, and the other men and women all started teasing towards Zhao Gongzi:
"Zhao Gongzi, aren't you afraid of master Yang coming back to trouble you!"
"Old Zhao, master Yang's gaze is like a knife, as if he wants to kill you."
"Am I afraid of him? Minister Yang..." Zhao's voice was neither loud nor soft, and many people heard it, causing many to fall silent.
Master Yang extended his hand and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Yang Wei, a local from Kyoto. The Tiantu Group is my brother's enterprise. May I ask, Mr. Qin..."
Qin Chizian took off his glasses with his left hand and extended his right hand, a hint of a smile in his eyes. "I am Qin Chizian, Deputy Director of the Party and Government Office in Baliushu Township, Wenyuan County, Jiangbei Province. I have not yet been promoted to a vice position."
The introduction was serious and formal, but the young men and women surrounding them seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. If it weren't for Wu Qiuying's calm demeanor, everyone would likely have burst into laughter.
Jiangbei was aware of it, but Wenyuan had never even heard of it, let alone Baliushu.
The heavily made-up girl handed a knife to Yang Wei. "Mr. Qin, what you said about 'Baliushu' sounds so retro... Have you ever eaten pizza? Or have you ever taken a bus..." She then covered her mouth and stole a glance at Master Yang, giggling lightly.
It was as if she was seeking approval from Master Yang: Look, I'm bold enough to call him a country bumpkin!
Qin Chizian Looking at her short skirt that only reaches the top of her thighs and the narrow bandeau, she smiled and replied, "Miss, I don't think 'country bumpkin' is a derogatory term, after all, the earth gives birth to all things."
- Laozi is a farmer, Laozi is your parents!
Wu Qiuying gently shook Qin Chizian's arm, signaling him not to insult others indirectly.
The heavily made-up woman was a bit slow to react, thinking her remarks were very clever. She pressed on, "Oh my god! So outdated and primitive! Now, let me interview you. Miss Wu's family background and career achievements seem to far exceed yours by millions. Why do you think she would be interested in you?"
Qin Chizian puts on sunglasses: "There is a kind of charm that has nothing to do with appearance, wealth, this kind of charm everyone can have, but not everyone has... for example..."
He glanced at her and continued, "This kind of charm is called personality charm, Qiu Ying was conquered by my personality charm!"
Zhao Gongzi led the applause and said, "Brother-in-law is mighty!" While clapping, he provocatively glanced at master Yang.
master Yang maintained his smile and said, "Good, Mr. Qin, since you're here, shall we have a little exercise?" His words were inquiring, but a man with a ponytail beside him had already respectfully handed a club to Qin Chizian.
"——I know you country bumpkins don't know how to play this, but I'm going to trick you anyway.
Wu Qiuying looked at Qin Chizian with eyes like electric: Can you do it? If you really can't, it's better to hide your incompetence than to act recklessly!"
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