167: Chapter 167 He was just a bridge

Chen Shuting and Guan Zhizhi both knew their boss was a formidable person, but they had never seen Zhao Yang play Golf, so they felt uncertain.

Guan Zhizhi, in particular, was a little worried and muttered softly, "Manager Chen, is this Prosecutor Zhao's first time playing?"

Chen Shuting nodded, "It looks like his first time. However... it shouldn't be too ridiculous; the boss cares about his Face too. Remember to applaud in a moment."

Guan Zhizhi nodded, "I remember, I remember."

Haizao and Su Tan were both silent. Both of them were rookies and couldn't tell much, only noticing that Zhao Yang's club seemed different from the others—it was a bit thicker.

Zhao Yang glanced toward the green, then extended his left thumb, squinted to take a measurement, and shifted his position slightly.

Everyone looked puzzled. What was he doing? Aiming? Do you aim at Golf like that?

Zhao Yang curled the corner of his mouth and suddenly swung the club quickly.

Pop.

With a crisp sound, the Golf ball flew out, tracing a beautiful parabola straight toward the green.

Song Siming showed a look of surprise. He hadn't expected that although Zhao Yang's form was unwatchable, the ball's trajectory had no issues. Strictly speaking, however, Zhao Yang's form wasn't too problematic; it just looked too casual, and many details were not executed properly.

"Ah? Why did the flagstick fall?" Manager Chen Sifu suddenly pointed at the green and shouted, "Could it be a hole-in-one?"

Song Siming was also stunned, "An Ace? That's impossible... Hm? It really is an Ace!"

Chen Shuting had already given a big thumbs up, "Prosecutor Zhao, you're an expert; you've been hiding your true skills."

Haizao and Su Tan also looked on with admiration. Although they didn't know how to play, they knew that a hole-in-one from such a distance was definitely an extremely impressive feat.

At this moment, people from nearby fairways had already gathered around. That's how Golf courses are; an Ace is a rare and spectacular event. Moreover, the hole Zhao Yang played was a par-4, making a hole-in-one several orders of magnitude harder than on a par-3.

According to the rules, hitting an Ace requires buying drinks for everyone and giving red envelopes to the caddies and green staff. The drinks would have to wait until the round ended, but the red envelopes could be given immediately. He gave the caddie one thousand, and the staff five hundred each. For a moment, Zhao Yang became the star of the entire course.

When the well-wishers dispersed, Zhao Yang had collected a stack of business cards, either from young girls or young married women.

A young, handsome guy like Zhao Yang who also played Golf so well was a rare sight on the course. Song Siming and Manager Chen Sifu looked on with envy.

Although Song Siming was a man of fine appearance, he was no longer young. And while Manager Chen Sifu looked young, his looks had nothing to do with being handsome.

After the excitement died down, they continued playing.

On the second hole, Zhao Yang scored an eagle—he finished the par-4 hole in just two strokes.

Song Siming finally realized belatedly that the first Ace was not a fluke; the man truly had skill. He couldn't help but wipe his sweat and laugh, "Prosecutor Zhao, you nearly hit another Ace."

Chen Shuting, however, was a bit regretful, "It seemed to be just a hair off earlier."

"An Ace depends on luck," Zhao Yang said, though in reality, he had done it on purpose. This time was different from the first; the first time he had used not only his Golf skill but also his firearm control skill. That thumb gesture he made was a manual aiming technique for a mortar, while simultaneously sensing the wind direction. Using both skills together allowed him to hit an Ace. By using only his Golf skill, he could only manage an eagle on a par-4 hole.

Subsequently, Zhao Yang hit two more eagles, making Song Siming and Manager Chen Sifu's Faces turn green. How were they supposed to keep playing around like this? They couldn't even win prizes in amateur tournaments, and standing next to a guy who was better than a professional like Zhao Yang was just humiliating.

Now, the four ladies present were ignoring him and Manager Chen Sifu, constantly circling around Zhao Yang. The two of them had become marginalized figures.

Song Siming finally couldn't help himself and said sourly, "Prosecutor Zhao, this is the first time I've met someone of your high caliber. Since you have this level of skill, why not become a professional Golf player?"

"Old Song, to tell you the truth," Zhao Yang's expression turned serious, as if he were reminiscing about something, and he said in a deep tone, "Everyone knows my background; I was practically an orphan in my early years. That I could receive a good education and get to where I am today is an opportunity given to me by the country and the people. Therefore, I made up my mind very early on to serve the people and the country, rather than just focusing on realizing my own personal value."

Infected by his expression and tone, Song Siming nodded subconsciously. However, he quickly realized what was happening and gave Zhao Yang a strange look—if I didn't know you had so much money, I would have almost believed you. This acting was more realistic than an actual actor's.

In his heart, he also gave Zhao Yang a big label—extremely hypocritical.

Zhao Yang also saw that the two of them were sour enough, so he let them off the hook. Taking the opportunity to chat with Guan Zhizhi, he let Su Tan take a few swings for him. He hadn't come today to slap Faces and offend people, but for another purpose.

While Zhao Yang chatted about lighthearted topics with Guan Zhizhi and Haizao, the stage was handed over to Chen Shuting. While playing, she gradually increased the frequency of her conversations with Song Siming. Song Siming was still deeply mired in the charm of the "Big Sister" and couldn't extricate himself; every time Chen Shuting interacted with him, he would feel a little thrill, and the smile on his Face grew more frequent.

Manager Chen Sifu on the side also kept flattering them. Gradually, these people formed two cores: one side was Zhao Yang, and the other was Chen Shuting. It was just that Zhao Yang was surrounded by three beauties, while Chen Shuting was surrounded by two men.

This balance was maintained until the end of the game. After Zhao Yang treated everyone to a drink at the Golf course bar as promised, they all went their separate ways.

Song Siming looked triumphant, feeling as if his heart was full of passion again. He patted Manager Chen Sifu's shoulder and laughed, "Today's game was well arranged. Being able to connect with Chen Shuting's path will be very beneficial to your future development."

"Brother, I'm very excited too," Manager Chen Sifu said with a fawning smile, though he was muttering inwardly. Throughout the entire game today, he hadn't managed to get a chance to talk to Chen Shuting; it was all Song Siming showing off. Moreover, Chen Shuting was also in the real estate industry. Now that Song Siming had connected with Chen Shuting, would he still need him, Manager Chen Sifu? He dared not ask this question, or even think too much about it.

As for Chen Shuting, after leaving the Golf course, she took a detour and arrived at Zhao Yang's villa. Guan Zhizhi took on the task of making tea. Chen Shuting sat on the sofa in the living room; the charming smile on her Face was gone, replaced by a cold seriousness.

"Boss," Chen Shuting said, "Song Siming has already agreed today that he can arrange a meeting between me and Mayor Zhang. Do you know much about Mayor Zhang?"

Zhao Yang smiled, "He is an old fox. However, as long as you handle things in compliance with regulations, he will still support you. The real estate market in Shanghai is a bit too hot; it needs the Construction Group to help them cool down."

Chen Shuting smiled slightly, "I am really looking forward to the scene after the Construction Group's houses are built. Boss, after our group's technology and Materials were upgraded, construction costs have dropped by thirty-five percent. Even if we price them ten percent lower than the surrounding area, we will still earn more than them."

"Shuting, be careful when you interact with Song Siming. The way he looks at you isn't quite right," Zhao Yang said.

"That's right, Sister Shuting," Guan Zhizhi also looked worried, "That man's eyes were always on you, as if he wanted to devour you."