159: Chapter 160 Invincibility is Truly Lonely

With that earth-shattering shot from Jiang Jing as the opening, the practice range completely turned into a scene of "newbies pecking at each other" and "mortals looking up to a god."

Jiang Jing casually tried a few more shots, and each time, without suspense, he achieved jaw-droppingly long distances and precision, even playing around with using a wedge to hit a super high arc that made the ball land almost vertically on the green.

After fully confirming that this sport held no challenge for him, he listlessly put down his club, found a comfortable lounge chair to sit on, sipped his iced drink leisurely, and watched the others play.

Wang Congcong and the several female stars completely let loose.

Anyway, with the expert's brilliant performance before them, no matter how much they struggled, their own level seemed insignificant, so they actually lost their psychological pressure.

Thus, the atmosphere on the field became very joyful:

Although Wang Congcong understood the rules, his practical skill was truly mediocre; from time to time, he would hit "ground rollers" or send turf flying everywhere, causing the women to burst into laughter.

Leng Ba still maintained her "wood-chopping" momentum, giving her all with every swing with a cutely serious expression, but as for the results... let's just say she was a professional at destroying turf.

Fortunately, she was rich; otherwise, just the cost of compensating for the lawn would be distressing.

Nazha had the most beautiful posture, but unfortunately, it was all for show; the trajectory of the ball as it flew out was always full of unexpected curves.

Zhu Xudan and Li Xibing were completely just messing around; occasionally hitting a ball that was decent enough to look at would make the two of them excitedly high-five in celebration.

Da Mimi and Tong Liya were slightly more serious, occasionally hitting decent shots, but their consistency was extremely poor, fluctuating between good and bad.

"Oh my! Missed again!"

"Watch this! ...Ah! Why is it crooked again!"

"Pfft, Brother Cong, are you planning to roll this ball into the pond nearby?"

"Sister Mi is amazing! That shot was far!"

Laughter and cheer were constant, mixed with frustration and exclamations; the atmosphere was exceptionally lively.

Since they were all around the same skill level, they actually found fun in it, a kind of "newbies pecking at each other" joy.

Watching this scene, Jiang Jing couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile; this relaxed atmosphere was quite interesting in its own way.

He took a sip of his drink and muttered to himself with a hint of emotion: "Sigh, being invincible... is truly lonely."

This remark happened to be heard by Wang Congcong and the women who had come back for a drink.

The women immediately rolled their eyes in unison and coquettishly retorted:

"President Jiang! Please, stop the humble-bragging!"

"Exactly! Leave some room for us mortals to survive!"

Wang Congcong sighed with a bitter smile: "President Jiang, I originally thought my previous showing-off was okay, but looking at it now, I'm far inferior to you!"

People who are truly awesome can even show off in such a fresh and refined way that it's impossible to refute.

Everyone rested for a while, preparing to try again.

Just then, Leng Ba seemed to have made up her mind; she put down her club, rubbed her hands nervously, and quietly walked toward Jiang Jing, who was resting on the chair.

Jiang Jing noticed her hesitant and uneasy appearance.

He smiled and took the initiative to ask: "What's wrong? You look so preoccupied; if you have something to say, just say it, although..." He deliberately dragged out his tone with a touch of teasing, "...I might not necessarily agree."

His half-joking tone made Leng Ba's tense nerves relax quite a bit.

She took a deep breath and whispered: "President Jiang... it's just... Sister Mi told me in the car... that you are very powerful now, and many people will come to you... she told me... if I can, I should hurry and finalize the agency contract for the beauty serum with you... otherwise... otherwise there might not be a chance..."

Her voice got quieter the more she spoke, her face flushed red, and her large eyes gazed longingly at Jiang Jing, filled with anticipation and a trace of unease.

Jiang Jing was amused by her appearance.

He, of course, knew that Da Mimi's reminder was correct, and he could see that Leng Ba's nervousness was sincere.

He reached out and naturally ruffled Leng Ba's hair, "You're worried about this?"

Jiang Jing's voice carried a smile, "Rest assured, I won't forget what I promised you; the agency rights are reserved for you, they won't go anywhere. Later, have Jiang Yan prepare the contract, and you just need to sign it."

Hearing this, the heart hanging in Leng Ba's chest instantly settled, and a brilliantly radiant smile bloomed on her face: "Really? Thank you, President Jiang! You're the best!"

She was so happy she almost jumped up, and her previous worries were swept away.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of everyone nearby who was "focusing" on playing golf.

Wang Congcong and the women appeared to be playing, but in reality, they were all pricking up their ears and peeking.

Seeing Leng Ba's happy appearance and Jiang Jing's intimate gesture, Da Mimi breathed a sigh of relief, while at the same time, a trace of complex envy welled up in her heart.

Tong Liya's eyes flickered slightly, her lips maintained a gentle curve, but the fingers holding the club tightened slightly.

Nazha pursed her lips, secretly feeling glad for Leng Ba's silly-sweet nature, while also secretly resolving to speed up her own actions.

Zhu Xudan and Li Xibing exchanged a glance; their eyes were filled more with happiness for their friend.

Wang Congcong leaned over to Da Mimi's side and muttered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Sister Mi, this little girl Leng Ba is truly fortunate; it seems President Jiang really takes good care of her."

He had been in the circle for many years and could tell that Jiang Jing really liked Leng Ba.

Da Mimi nodded in deep agreement, looking at Leng Ba, who was smiling radiantly in the sunshine, and the lazy yet powerfully charismatic Jiang Jing; her tone carried heavy envy: "Yeah, this luck... is truly unmatched."

"A backer of this level is something many people can't even beg for." She paused, then said to Wang Congcong half-jokingly and half-seriously: "So, Young Master Wang, we also need to work harder and hold tight to President Jiang's golden thigh."

Wang Congcong chuckled: "That's a must!"

After all, Jiang Jing's temperament really suited his taste; he didn't have any so-called airs of a big shot, and he was very comfortable to get along with.

He did need to build a good relationship with Jiang Jing, that was true, but if Jiang Jing were the type to act arrogant and cocky, Wang Congcong wouldn't be one to fawn over him.

Moreover, he felt the same aura from Jiang Jing—playboy!

People with the same hobbies always have more things to talk about...