There is a rich second generation in the circle of friends

"It can't be counted as a hug. People are teaching by hand." The person next to Meng Yifan looked at the show, and his eyes turned from Jia Chong and Zhang Zhang to Zheng Zihao, "Zheng Zihao is back now, and I haven't seen Jia yet." Chong is so passionate, when the two separated, Zheng Zihao was like that, I thought the two of them could have such a deep relationship."

Meng Yifan frowned: "Jia Chong's eyes are covered with shit!"

"Lao Meng, if Jia Chong hears this, you will be dead."

Meng Yifan snorted twice and didn't say anything, because what the other party said was true. Jia Chong usually seemed approachable and easy to talk to, but when he played hard, he was really afraid of ghosts.

Meng Yifan still remembers that when he was more than ten years old, he said a few gossips about Jia Chong's mother, and he was beaten by Jia Chong until he didn't get out of bed for a month. Not only did the two not fight against each other, they didn't know each other and became bad friends.

Here Meng Yifan recalled and sighed, while Jia Chong and Zhang Zhang on the other side, Jia Chong looked upright, as if he was really serious about teaching Zhang Zhang to play.

Zhang Zhang knew that this was not the time for him to think wildly, but Jia Chong's movements always prevented Zhang Zhang from concentrating on the club in his hand.

Jia Chong is slightly taller than Zhang Zhang. When correcting Zhang Zhang’s posture holding the club, he circled Zhang Zhang from behind and held Zhang Zhang’s hand on the club with both hands. It was Zhang Zhang who was held tightly in Jia Chong's arms.

"How about... I'll try it myself..." Feeling Jia Chong's breath against his ears, Zhang Zhang couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to speak in embarrassment.

Jia Chong let go of Zhang Zhang without any hesitation: "Okay, try it, I'll see if the posture is right."

Zhang Zhang nodded, and then swung his club vigorously, but the hair didn't touch the ball.

"..." Zhang Zhang's ears turned even redder, "I may not have the talent to play golf."

"Few people are born with natural talents, most of them have to be cultivated. Your posture is not accurate enough. I will correct it for you." Jia Chong hugged Zhang Zhang from behind as he spoke. Not far away, Meng Yifan and the others blushed.

"I haven't seen Jia Chong like this for so many years!" Someone sighed unconsciously.

Meng Yifan snorted in an extremely bad mood: "It should be said that I have never seen Jia Chong like this!"

"What Lao Meng said makes sense. He didn't dare to pull a small hand before, but now he dares to take advantage of it so blatantly. By the way, this Zhang Zhang is also quite powerful, and can turn a monk into a hooligan."

Meng Yifan's mood was even worse, he lamented: "This is all my fault!"

The people next to him immediately laughed together: "It turned out that it was Lao Meng who trained Monk Jia to be a hooligan. Who would have thought that Lao Meng and Jia Chong would have an affair?"

"What are you talking about so happily?" Suddenly a clear voice cut in, and everyone's laughter stopped immediately.

Meng Yifan sat up straight: "There's nothing to talk about, Zihao, why don't you play anymore?"

Zheng Zihao glanced at the two people in the distance who seemed to be bored with each other, then looked away, and sat next to Meng Yifan: "It's a boring game."

After the nth hand-to-body teaching by Mr. Jia Chong, Zhang Zhang finally sent the ball out. He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to Jia Chong with a smile:

"its not bad, right?"

"Very good, the next thing we have to do is how to put the ball in the hole."

Zhang Zhang was in a dilemma: "This is too difficult..."

"You promised me when you were outside just now that you would play happily with me."

"But... now you are teaching me how to play..."

"Being a teacher is also very fulfilling. I am very happy now. If you continue to let me teach you, I may be even happier."

In the world of the rich, Zhang Zhang and the poor expressed their incomprehension.

"Okay, then let's continue to learn how to put the ball in the hole." When is this a head?I hope that this skill point of my own will be lit up soon!

There is no end to learning, Zhang Zhang spent a lot of effort to finally swing the ball into the hole, but Jia Chong arranged another learning content for him, and Jia Chong didn't let it go until the sun was almost over for the day Zhang Zhang.

Because it was getting late, someone proposed to temporarily stay in City D today, and go to the beach tomorrow for a day before going back to each house.

Everyone expressed no objection, Zhang Zhang wanted to express his objection, but he knew that in front of these people, his words were not as good as farting to attract their attention, so he swallowed back the words that reached his throat.

Zhang Zhang and a few people who were not driving were waiting for the car at the gate of the golf club. When Jia Chong's car drove over, someone immediately praised:

"I also paid attention to Lao Jia's car a while ago, hey... There are times when I have money and can't buy anything!"

"You have a flirtatious relationship with Jia Chong, maybe one day he can borrow you to drive for a while."

Everyone was talking and laughing, Zhang Zhang took one foot and wanted to get into the car, but found that someone walked towards the passenger compartment before him. Zhang Zhang saw that it was Zheng Zihao who showed his coldness to him.

Zhang Zhang stepped forward and took it back. Jia Chong in the car glanced at Zheng Zihao who was walking outside the co-pilot's door. He didn't intend to unlock the car door, but lowered the window on his side, and ordered Zhang Zhang to take his foot back. road:

"Still standing there stupidly, come over and get in the car!"

"Ah?...Oh..." Zhang Zhang walked towards the passenger cab, but Zheng Zihao stood in front of the passenger's door and did not intend to let Zhang Zhang get in the car.

"Excuse me, can you... make room?"

Zheng Zihao stared at Zhang Zhang without saying a word, but Zhang Zhang couldn't help but glanced over Zheng Zihao at Jia Chong in the car.

Jia Chong started the car and lifted the car forward, causing the co-pilot's door to be a distance away from Zheng Zihao's. Zhang Zhang immediately seized the opportunity, rushed to the car door, opened the door and sat in the co-pilot.

Sitting on the seat, Zhang Zhang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, which made Jia Chong laugh: "Looking at your appearance as if you are facing a big enemy, I don't know if you think there are thousands of troops in front of you."

Zhang Zhang glanced at Jia Chong, and fastened his seat belt: "For me, you people are not easy to mess with. You are like facing a big enemy, as if you are facing thousands of troops."

Jia Chong shook his head amusedly, and started the car: "In the future, you will face them more often. Don't be so nervous. Now is a society ruled by law, and they dare not do anything to you."

Zhang Zhang may have been tired this day, but he uttered wild words to the boss: "You also know that it is a society ruled by law, and you don't know who ran six or seven red lights this morning!"

"So I have to accept legal sanctions, and I am ready for fines."

"..." Zhang Zhang was frightened by his wild words just now, so he didn't dare to continue Jia Chong's next words.

Everyone drove the car to the underground parking lot of a five-star hotel in City D. Meng Yifan aligned the ID cards of the big guys together and was responsible for opening the room. After getting Zhang Zhang's ID card, he raised his eyebrows:

"Hehe, he's younger than our brother Zihao, so I can't tell."