The other golf players who had been mocking Yang Fei.

It was as if they were struck by a paralysis spell, their mouths agape, unable to close.

If you threw a horse dung egg into their mouths, it wouldn't even touch their teeth.

In that moment, the whole world went quiet.

Yang Fei turned around, gave the middle finger to the guys who had been ridiculing him, then shouldered his club and walked toward another hole.

"It's impossible, this guy must have blindly stumbled on a dead rat!"

"Yeah, he can't even hold a club right, how did he get the ball into the hole?"

"Let's go see!"

...

Chen Dingwen watched Yang Fei in disbelief.

He only scrambled to follow after Yang Fei had walked far away.

Chen Ke was both shocked and delighted, her brain going blank from the overwhelming surge of emotions.

Listening to Yang Fei hum a tune in the distance.

Chen Ke shivered and quickly followed him.

In reality, with Yang Fei's vision and powerful control.

Playing this game was like a college student doing kindergarten homework.

He didn't even need to aim, nor any professional knowledge or movements.

Scoring in one stroke, there was simply no challenge at all.

This guy had a show-off personality, deliberately messing with Chen Dingwen for fun.

This kind of prank was full of rich entertainment for Yang Fei.

In front of the next hole, Yang Fei raised his club high and then swung it forcefully.

Swish!

The golf ball flew up like a missile, landing directly into the hole.

This swing was assertive, the strike decisive, and the posture so cool it was a mess.

It drew screams from some female guests.

In fact, in the eyes of many experts.

Yang Fei's posture when hitting the ball was not standard.

This guy was just showing off and looking cool, unconcerned with the key points of striking.

However, the more so it was, the more terrifying this guy seemed.

And everyone noticed.

The balls Yang Fei put into the holes weren't rolled in but smashed in directly.

His vision, control of force, and the angle of strike had to be flawless.

Only then could he produce such a perfect effect.

Watching Yang Fei play, everyone felt something.

It seemed that this man wasn't just playing golf, but sniping, with precision sniping at that!

Chen Dingwen stared at Yang Fei dumbfounded, completely immersed in the immense shock.

Only now did Chen Dingwen understand.

Why Yang Fei looked so disdainful.

The feeling was like an NBA basketball superstar passing by a rural basketball court,

watching a bunch of cocky rural kids play and showing off as if they were cool.

On the golf course, countless players followed Yang Fei closely.

Watching him play was like admiring some form of performance art, utterly mesmerizing.

Everyone was dumbfounded as Yang Fei finished all eighteen holes.

Each hole was neatly done in one stroke, without any mishaps or deviations.

Except for the first hole where Yang Fei took three strokes,

for the rest, he got the ball in each hole with one stroke, using only twenty strokes for eighteen holes.

If this competition data were spread outside, absolutely no one would believe it.

Too terrifying.

Yang Fei's posture, though not standard, seemed bold and dashing.

After finishing eighteen holes, every woman in the crowd had stars in their eyes.

These women, of course, included Chen Ke.

Chen Ke was also a golf player.

Because of social and business needs, Chen Ke played golf with clients quite often.

Some of the clients even had top-notch professional skills.

So, although Chen Ke's golf skills were mediocre, her eye for the game was not bad.

But now, Chen Ke couldn't bring herself to use her professional eye to judge Yang Fei's golf skills.

Monster.

She was immersed in a huge shock.

At this moment, some of the players had already snapped out of their shock.

They couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"This is defying the heavens, that shot... how did he do it?"

"I can't believe my eyes; my best level would need seven or eight strokes to get a hole-in-one!"

"Incredible, does this guy have radar installed in his eyes?"

...

Hearing everyone whisper, Yang Fei chuckled and casually tossed the golf club aside.

He casually walked over to Chen Dingwen.

Chen Dingwen was still in a daze when Yang Fei patted his shoulder.

"Mr. Chen, it's just a game; is there a need to put on such a sleazy pose?"

Chen Dingwen jolted, snapping back to reality.

His eyes were fixed on Yang Fei, filled with amazement.

"My God, how did you do that?"

Yang Fei chuckled and handed Chen Dingwen a cigarette.

"Can't help it, I was born with precise hands; this kind of shot holds no challenge for me."

Chen Dingwen knew this guy was spouting nonsense, but he still admired him immensely.

"Incredible, it's my first time seeing someone play golf so divinely."

Not far away, Chen Ke was beaming.

She held a contract, ready as if to extinguish a fire, and dashed over.

"Mr. Chen, you agreed to the wager, you have to sign this purchase agreement."

Chen Dingwen couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Ke'er, you really know how to seize an opportunity."

As he spoke, he took the pen and contract from Chen Ke.

Chen Dingwen glanced at Yang Fei; the arrogance on his face wiped clean.

"Mr. Yang Fei, I really admire your golf skills; I hope to learn a few tricks from you."

Yang Fei chuckled, "No problem, sign the contract, and I'll teach you how to aim."

Chen Dingwen quickly signed the contract and handed it to Chen Ke.

"Excellent, let's play another round."

Chen Ke, holding the contract, happily jumped in place and twirled around.

She waved her fists, "Yay, yay, yay, success!"

That night, Chen Dingwen ended up inviting Chen Ke for dinner, but Yang Fei joined them too.

The three had dinner in an Italian restaurant and bid each other farewell on good terms afterward.

That night, Yang Fei drove Chen Ke back home in her car.

Chen Ke's car was a BMW Mini, suitable for female drivers.

Chen Ke sat in the passenger seat, watching the city lights coming towards them, feeling the cool breeze of the night.

Suddenly, she felt that Yang Fei beside her wasn't that unpleasant anymore.

On this night of a thousand lights.

Chen Ke's heart softened a lot.

Curiously, she looked at Yang Fei.

"How did you play that golf?"

"It's incredible; watching Mr. Chen's face, I wanted to laugh."

Yang Fei sighed, "A woman's curiosity shouldn't be too strong."

"Otherwise, it can not only kill a cat but also lead to losing one's virtue."

"Ugh, nothing good comes out of a dog's mouth!"

Chen Ke snorted, her expression turning cold again.

"Fine, forget about it then, I don't care to listen."

Yang Fei giggled, "It's a long story, the plot is explosive, full of twists, and incredibly thrilling."

"How about we find a hotel, get a room?"

"I'll break the whole story into twenty episodes, each divided into three parts: beginning, middle, and end, and I'll slowly tell it to you?"

"Get lost!"

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