Shen Shi deliberately tried to make things difficult for him, and replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, a businessman wants profits. If I win the new project, how about Mr. Qin gives me a percentage point?"
Seeing Qin Bochuan's smug expression, I felt very unhappy. He was just lucky to be born into the Shen family, and he made me wait for almost a week just because of the Shen family behind him.
Don't underestimate a young man's potential; one day he may need your help.
Qin Bochuan couldn't wait to dampen Chen Shi's arrogance.
"Since Mr. Shen is so confident, let's use this one point of share to have a game. Let's simplify the rules and play three balls. Whoever uses more cues loses."
Qin Bochuan recalled his glorious history of being invincible at the golf club and spoke with a proud tone.
"As President Qin said, I'll go first." Shen Shi was too lazy to waste any more words with him and picked up the golf club.
The caddie immediately set up the ball, warmed up a bit, and then assumed a hitting stance.
Except for the first one, which took two shots, all the others were holes-in-one. Even in a formal competition, this skill would be unbeatable.
Shen Shi was surprised that even though he hadn't played golf much lately, his hitting skills were still at a similar level to before. It seems that his training since childhood hadn't been in vain.
After achieving a brilliant victory, Shen Shi's eyes were full of pride. "President Qin, it's your turn."
Shen Shi reminded Qin Bochuan, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Qin Bochuan hadn't expected Shen Shi to be so skilled at ball games; wasn't he just asking for trouble?
Seeing Qin Bochuan remain unmoved, Shen Shi couldn't help but provoke him, "What, too scared to go for it?"
Chen Shi's mocking tone infuriated Qin Bochuan, but he had to suppress his anger in order to save face. "It was just a momentary lapse in concentration," he said.
You're quite good at covering your tracks; let's see how badly you end up beating people.
Assistant Xiao Chen thoughtfully brought over a chair so that Chen Shi could sit and watch.
To be fair, Qin Bochuan plays golf quite well; if you had to compare, he's only slightly worse than him.
But I don't know if it was because I was so angry that I lost my mind, but the more I hit, the lower my accuracy became. The lower my accuracy became, the more anxious I got. It took me more than ten swings before all three balls went into the hole.
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