Super Rich: I get rich by spending money

"Ivy!" Fang Han scolded, and then apologized to Ye Yang with a smile:"Boss Ye, Ivy is just like this. Please forgive me for any offense."

"It doesn't matter."

Ye Yang smiled and shook his head:"To be honest, I am still a little curious"

"Oh, a coward can no longer be called a noble!"

Ivy curled his lips.

"The rules of the nobility?"

Ye Yang became interested and raised his eyebrows:"Can you tell me about it?""

"That's it! I've been playing aristocratic sports since I was young, and I'm best at horse racing and golf. If you can prove that you're good at this, and that you have the upbringing and inner qualities that aristocrats should have, I'll respect you."

Ivy was eager to try.

"Boss Ye is so young. Even if he has been practicing since he was young, he has practiced for a long time less than you. You are too ignorant.

Fang Han scolded on the surface, but he was relieved in his heart. It was just a sports competition, so it was not too hurtful.

"Humph, an expert can tell the difference with just one move. I won't bully him. I will naturally let him go during the game!"

Ivy said repeatedly.

"Hahaha, interesting, let's have a competition."

Ye Yang was eager to try, he just got the sports all-around, just this opportunity to verify it

"Um, Boss Ye……？"

Fang Han looked at Ye Yang's confident smile, and he didn't seem angry or showing off.

Could it be that Boss Ye really has research in this area! ?

He is so young, but he is already a leader in his career.

And he is also multi-talented! ?

Is this a monster! ?

Caiqi also looked at Ye Yang with a lively look, and a feeling of admiration rose in his heart.

"Humph, just showing off!"

Seeing Ye Yang's confident look, Ivy felt a little weak in his heart, but thinking of his superb skills, he regained his confidence:"You are so confident now, but if you lose badly later, you will know the gap."

Ye Yang looked at Ivy with a smile.

In fact, what aristocracy, what sports, Ivy is talking nonsense, he just doesn't want to admit defeat, and wants to make himself lose in the area where he is best at, to avenge his anger just now.

He is best at sports and law.

It is naturally unrealistic to let himself compete with him in law.

So he chose sports

"Since you don't accept it, I will beat you until you accept it!"

Ye Yang clapped his hands:"Okay, my backyard is a golf course, perfect, let's go play?"

"！？？"

There is a golf course in my backyard...

I thought it was just a joke on the Internet.

Today I have seen something new!

Fang Han smiled bitterly and shook his head. Following this super rich man, he, who usually claims to be a social elite, can't help but feel his poverty all the time.……

"Master, you……"

Yu Momo came closer and asked Ye Yang in a low voice with some concern.

Ye Yang smiled and scratched her nose, then whispered in her ear,"Just bring the cheerleaders to cheer me on, and watch how I beat this foreigner."

Yu Momo blushed, nodded repeatedly, and then raised her fist to make a cheering gesture.

"……"

"Whoosh……"

The summer wind in Shanghai seems very strong in this evening.

"this……"

Ivy was a bit embarrassed.

The most feared thing about playing golf is the environmental variables. With such a strong wind, there is no point in playing golf...

Only the top players can ignore the environment and weather and hit every shot into the hole at a superb level.

"Well, it seems that today's weather is not suitable for golf.……"

Ivy scratched his head. If this continued, he was afraid that he would not be able to score a single goal.

He had wanted to humiliate Ye Yang, but he ended up digging a hole and burying himself.

"This is a great day with a cool evening breeze. It's a good time to play golf, right?"

Ye Yang feels that the weather tonight is very comfortable.

"Oh, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?……"

Ivy rolled his eyes in his heart. Anyone who has learned golf for two days wouldn't say such an amateurish thing!

Unless you are a super god, but you are just in your early twenties, can you play golf to a world-class level! ?

Too ridiculous! ?

Could it be that this guy is sure that we can't get into the hole in this weather, and the final result will be a draw at most, to cover up his embarrassment?

"Since we are competing in private, we won't follow the 18-hole rule."

Ye Yang said with a smile,"I'll set a rule. Ten strokes, let's see who gets into the hole the most times. How about that? If my number doesn't exceed twice yours, even if I lose,"

"……"

"This is what I was going to say.……"

Ivy roared inwardly, but since Ye Yang had taken over the words, he sneered:

"Humph, stop bragging, or you’ll get slapped in the face later!"

"Let's start your performance, shall we?"

Ye Yang smiled and sat under the parasol, spreading his hands.

"Start, start!"

Ivy picked up the golf club and prayed in his heart:"No matter what, Jesus bless me to make a shot!"

Adjusting his posture and breathing,

Ivy swung directly

"call out……"

The golf ball rolled in the air, and after flying for less than ten meters, it was blown off course by the wind.

It finally landed on the ground, and it was not known how many tens of meters away from the hole that was hundreds of meters away.……

"……"

"Ahem, a mistake, this is definitely a mistake!"

Ivy's face flushed and he continued to swing the ball.

Unfortunately, in such a windy day, the ball trajectory was messy. He missed nine shots in a row.

""Fu...ck!!!"

Ivy was so angry that he even spoke in his hometown dialect.

""The last shot! God bless you!!!"

He kissed the golf ball and swung the club hard.

He closed his eyes. This shot was just a random one. His mentality had already collapsed. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the maid in charge of scoring in the distance raising the flag in her hand.……

""Shit, it’s in! It’s in! Yes!!! My God!!!"

Ivy almost jumped up with joy.

In his opinion, in this environment, it was a miracle to score a goal. He didn’t believe that Ye Yang could score more than two goals!!!

"Hahaha……"

Ivy looked up proudly and walked under the parasol:"Is it your turn?!"

Ye Yang shrugged, stood up casually, held the golf club in his hand, and his whole body automatically entered a perfect state.

���The muscles of his body moved in unison, his waist, hips, arms and wrists moved in unison.

Everything seemed to be natural.

His movements were so graceful that they seemed like a fallen angel.

The cheerleaders on the side forgot to wave their signs and cheer.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Ye Yang's confident and energetic face...

Yu Momo and Caiqi were stunned.

"What's the point of being cool! The ball was crooked... What the hell... What the hell? What the hell!!!"

Ivy stood up from his chair.

When Ye Yang swung the ball, the trajectory of the golf ball was crooked.

But no one expected that its arc actually drew a circle in the sky, and with the help of the wind, it returned to the right track and landed exactly in the small hole hundreds of meters away.……

"Is this... is this magic?!"

Ivy looked at the scoring maid in the distance and raised the flag in her hand again, with stars in her eyes...

No, my blood pressure seems to be a little high...