"It's just a little bit worse, but I believe Mr.
Ye can do better than me."
The corners of Song Wenqiang's mouth raised into a curved arc, and he squinted his eyes, with a little cold light blooming in his pupils.
Although Song Wenqiang's words sounded like he had expectations for Ye Hao, everyone knew that he was flattering him and showing arrogance in disguise.
Yu Mengqian sighed quietly, not having any confidence in Ye Hao.
When Song Wenqiang took this shot, Yu Mengqian had already guessed that it would not be too bad.
The result was indeed similar to what she imagined, just a little bit short of entering the hole.
Such a long distance requires a certain degree of accuracy and ball feel, as well as adjusting the appropriate strength, otherwise it won't work at all.
Not to mention whether Ye Hao knows how to play this game, even if he has five or six years of golf experience, he is probably no match for Song Wenqiang.
"Although I haven't played much, scoring a hole-in-one is a man's instinctive skill.
I don't know if it is difficult for others.
Anyway, it shouldn't be too difficult for me."
Ye Hao looked confident, and his expression did not change much.
Everyone else was sighing at Song Wenqiang's wonderful skills.
Yu Mengqian was almost worried to death, but there was no trace of nervousness on Ye Hao's face.
"Does this kid understand?
Doesn't he know the rules of golf at all?"
Some bystanders were doubting Ye Hao, and most people were not very optimistic about him.
"What nonsense are you talking about?
I think our Mr.
Ye is always calm.
He shouldn't be the kind of pretty guy who comes from a remote country and eats soft food.
Mr.
Ye must have good skills at the game, otherwise how could he be so confident?
I hope Mr.
Ye won't disappoint me.
If If it’s not useful, it’s not good.”
When everyone was discussing in private, Song Wenqiang helped Ye Hao speak again.
No one is a fool.
Who can understand what Song Wenqiang is holding back?
Ye Hao acted as if he didn't hear anything and held the golf club casually with both hands.
For a person whose grip posture is not very striving for in ordinary people's eyes, who can believe that he can play golf better than Song Wenqiang?
Yu Mengqian had no expectations for a long time.
She looked around quietly and found that many people around her were staring.
It wouldn't be too embarrassing if Ye Hao is not defeated now.
If he fails to win, it will be even more difficult to step down if he makes some jokes.
The more Yu Mengqian thought about it, the angrier she became.
Unexpectedly, Song Wenqiang went so far as to bully others and actually started making trouble here.
But she couldn't talk much, so she could only bear it silently.
"Bo" Ye Hao didn't argue with Song Wenqiang, nor did he wait for Yu Mengqian to say anything more.
With a slight wave of the golf club in his hand, the ball immediately flew out.
"It flies so slowly."
Ye Hao said something deliberately, and then looked at the people around him casually.
Everyone was attracted by the high-speed flying ball, while Ye Hao let out a long yawn lazily and stretched himself.
"What" "No, it's impossible."
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The people around him exclaimed, with a look of extreme disbelief on everyone's face.
Ye Hao waved the golf club in his hand again before his face, which everyone questioned, had fully recovered.
"Whoosh" The golf ball spun in mid-air, then fell quickly, suddenly falling into a deep pit, and a second entrance came.
The hit was very casual, but so accurate.
The doubts on the scene instantly turned into astonishing admiration.
Song Wenqiang's men's jaws were about to drop.
They inadvertently turned their heads slightly and looked at Song Wenqiang.
At this moment, Song Wenqiang's face was ashen, and his face turned purple and blue.
The men under him saw Song Wenqiang winking secretly, and immediately understood, and surrounded Ye Hao without any explanation, and all faced evil faces.
Ye Hao remained calm and stood there, protecting Yu Mengqian behind him.
The people around him subconsciously gave in, for fear of becoming a fish in the pond.
The atmosphere of such an elegant golf game was suddenly ruined.
"This kid is really good at playing football, but he has no brains.
Who knows, Mr.
Song?
He brought so many people here today, how can he win?
Isn't this a loss of face for him on the spot?"
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie beside him muttered silently.
"The first shot was okay, but the second shot was a slap in the face.
Look, Young Master Song is about to explode."
The onlookers didn't mind that the matter was serious and watched the excitement from the side.
The Song family has a strong foundation in Zhonghai, and few people on the scene dare to provoke the Song family.
Yu Mengqian leaned against Ye Hao, her face flushed and her heart beating like a pounding.
She was particularly worried about Ye Hao's safety.
Yu Mengqian hated Ye Hao so much before and wished that this guy would disappear from her world immediately.
But after getting along for a period of time, some feelings subtly developed between the two people.
In particular, Yu Mengqian herself had changed a lot.
She found that she seemed to have quietly begun to have something called admiration for Ye Hao.
Although she didn't want to admit it, this feeling was real.
Ye Hao was about to give the guys in front of him a free lesson when a familiar and beautiful figure appeared in front of him.
Situ Wan'er twisted the waist of the water snake, appearing in a charming manner.
Song Wenqiang frowned, and his confidants looked at Song Wenqiang uneasily.
Song Wenqiang hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand reluctantly, signaling his men to get out of the way.
Ye Hao snorted coldly, with a look of disdain, "Why, no more fighting."
"Mr.
Ye, we are all gentlemen regardless of whether we fight or not.
The wind was strong just now.
I'm afraid that Mr.
Ye's body is weak.
If the wind blows, Mr.
Ye, your body and bones will get cold.
Wouldn't it be my fault, Mr.
Song?
So I asked my subordinates to form a circle to protect you from the wind and the wind, Mr.
Ye."
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Song Wenqiang said with a faceless smile.
As he spoke, he glanced at Situ Wan'er who had already walked up to him from the corner of his eye.
Situ Wan'er was considered a relatively powerful woman in Zhonghai, and Hongtu Leisure Center was the property in her name.
When she was away, Song Wenqiang dared to make a scene and show off his power, but with her around, Song Wenqiang did not dare to show off.
Situ Wan'er stood aside without saying a word, but Song Wenqiang looked quite afraid of this woman.
He said a brief word to Ye Hao, and then waved his subordinates to leave.
"Ye Hao, I hope you will always be so lucky."
When passing Ye Hao, Song Wenqiang smiled and said something, and then angrily disappeared from everyone's sight.
I thought there would be a good show, but Situ Wan'er's appearance made the onlookers disperse in disappointment.
Yu Mengqian secretly let out a long breath, and a little cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
"Ms.
Situ, thank you for what happened just now."
Yu Mengqian said with gratitude, even though Song Wenqiang had left, she still had some lingering fears.
Ye Haofang was really in too much danger, and Yu Mengqian was secretly worried about him.
People like Song Wenqiang were usually difficult for others to hide from, but when Ye Hao saw Song Wenqiang, instead of avoiding his sharp edge, he actually confronted him tit for tat
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