Chapter 753 Obsession with White Jersey
"Honey, aren't you going to practice tennis anymore?" When Malin and the others came back, they saw Xiao Peng and the others sitting there drinking drinks.
"Huh?" Abby was startled when she saw Ross: "Are you Mr. Ross Hutchinson?"
Xiao Peng was stunned after hearing this: "Abby, do you know Ross?"
Abby nodded and said, "One year during the French Open, I was a ball boy there and watched Mr. Ross Hutchinson play. His baseline return skills were quite solid! I still have a photo of me and Mr. Hutchinson at home."
Ross Hutchinson smiled bitterly and said, "Miss, please don't say this to me. I've just been taught a lesson by Mr. Xiao. I've been playing professionally for so long, but I can't catch up with Mr. Xiao, an amateur. It's really embarrassing!"
"Mr. Hutchinson, you're such a joker." Abby thought Ross was just trying to give Xiao Peng some face, so she didn't dwell on the question. "Don't forget to take a picture with me later! And make sure you're posing the same way you did back then. I still remember when you made it to the top eight at Wimbledon. I was there. My mother took me to England. As a child, my dream was to become a tennis player, but I ended up becoming a doctor."
Ross Huggins said with a wry smile: "That was also my best result at Wimbledon. It was thanks to playing in my home country."
Abby laughed and said, "That's not something everyone can achieve. That explains why you like wearing white clothes, right?"
Xiao Peng was stunned: "What does this have to do with white clothes?"
Branson, who was listening, remarked, "These tennis players are so pretentious."
"Pretentious?" Xiao Peng asked, puzzled. "What does this mean?"
Branson explained: "There are four Grand Slam tournaments in tennis: the Australian Open, Wimbledon, French Open and US Open. Of these, our British Wimbledon is the oldest and most famous!"
"Mr. Branson!" Marlene interrupted him directly: "The highest is still our French Open!"
Well, it’s another standard Anglo-French dispute.
Branson didn't argue with Marlene, but continued to talk to Xiao Peng, "Of the four Grand Slam tournaments, Wimbledon is the only one with a dress code, requiring all players to wear white clothes and shoes. This rule has been in place for over a hundred years, and professional players often complain about it. Federer once wore a pair of orange shoes to challenge the rules, but was forced to change by the tournament, resulting in Federer's upset elimination. For example, 'Bad Boy' Andre Agassi refused to play at Wimbledon for three consecutive years, citing 'can't find suitable clothes.' Wimbledon has also made some changes in the past two years, allowing an extra centimeter of lace on clothing."
"One centimeter?" Xiao Peng said helplessly after hearing this: "You British are too inhumane, aren't you?"
"It's tradition!" Branson said. "How could we possibly change a tradition that's been around for over a hundred years just for these pretentious tennis players? It's the pride of this great tournament!"
"Then why do you say they are pretentious?" Xiao Peng asked curiously.
Branson said, "I just said that, right? Only Wimbledon has a dress code. The other three Grand Slam tournaments don't have a dress code. But if you pay attention to the Grand Slam tournaments, you'll find that most players wear white jerseys, even the US Open, which has no dress code."
Xiao Peng didn't really watch tennis, so he turned to Abby and asked, "Is that so?"
"That's right!" Abby said, "It's just more patterns and advertisements than Wimbledon."
Branson said disdainfully, "Do you think they are being pretentious?"
Xiao Peng smiled broadly. He could only decline to comment on the matter. He'd only been playing tennis for a few days, so how could he possibly understand the rules? But Xiao Peng could only say that the British were incredibly stubborn.
But it can be seen that Abby really likes tennis, and she insisted on dragging Ross to play a few balls, and Ross was happy to do so. Playing with a girl is much better than playing with Xiao Peng!
Playing tennis with Xiao Peng is too damaging to my pride! It's better to play tennis with a girl. Of course, Ross didn't play seriously with her. He always played at Abby's level, and the two of them played back and forth.
While they were playing tennis, Xiao Peng and others sat beside them, drinking juice and watching.
I have to say, women's tennis is more exciting.
Why do I say that? The reason is the same as the women's volleyball team is more beautiful than the men's volleyball team. Men play the ball too fast and it is difficult to receive it, while women play the ball back and forth, which is what makes it beautiful.
While the two were playing, Branson asked, "Xiao, when are you going to enter the tennis world?"
"Huh?" Xiao Peng was stunned, then waved his hand and said, "No, no, why would I go to the tennis court?"
"You will definitely become the greatest tennis player! The most famous tennis player," said Branson.
Xiao Peng laughed and said, "Why do I need fame? I'm already tired of this fame myself. What's with the 'salvage king'? I'd rather no one knows me. Why do I like this place? Because there aren't so many people bothering me here."
Branson said: "I don't think there's anything wrong with being famous."
Xiao Peng waved his hand and said, "That's because we're different. You have your own business empire, and you need publicity to promote it. But what about me? I only have a small ocean exploration company with only a few dozen people working for it. It's different from your massive business empire that employs hundreds of thousands of people. For someone like me, the less work, the better."
Branson smiled wryly after hearing this and said, "Your small ocean exploration company has generated so much profit for you. I have a lot of assets, but most of them are real estate. If we only talk about cash, I may not have as much as Pascal... No, not maybe, but definitely! I really wish I had a company like yours. If that were the case, would I still have to work so hard?"
After hearing this, Xiao Peng waved his hands and said, "No, no, no. Even if you have a company like mine, you will continue to develop. This is determined by one's personality."
Branson was stunned after hearing this, then he thought for a moment and laughed: "Xiao, you're right! I'm not one to sit idle."
Xiao Peng said, "Branson, I think you should take a break. I see you're working online all day. Do you think you deserve this beautiful environment?"
"So you're really planning to take a vacation this time?" Branson asked.
Xiao Peng smiled bitterly, "I've told you dozens of times! I'm here just for vacation! Oh, and there's something I need to tell you. Fabian is coming too. If he comes here... your island might be a little more lively."
"You have booked this island, so you are God. You can make it as lively as you want," Branson said with a smile.
Xiao Peng sighed deeply. "You don't know Fabian. Based on what I know about him... Branson, believe me, your island will become a land of women."
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