"Oh, they came quite fast!" When Zhou Chao had just arrived at the 16th hole, he saw two golf carts approaching his location.
After a moment, the two golf carts stopped near Zhou Chao, and three or four people got out. Glancing around, Zhou Chao noticed that besides him and the caddy, there was no one else at the 16th hole. Soon, the group of people hurried over to Zhou Chao.
The man leading them appeared relatively young, around 36 years old according to Zhou Chao's estimation. He wore glasses and exuded an air of competence.
"Boss?!" Tan Mingming walked up to Zhou Chao, calling out with a hint of curiosity.
Zhou Chao swung the golf club with force, sending the golf ball towards the distant hole. He watched as the golf ball soared through the sky, landed on the grass, and rolled towards the hole. The ball eventually came to a stop less than two meters from the hole. It was only then that Zhou Chao shifted his gaze to the man standing beside him.
