"Damn it, what the hell is this all about? Who in their right mind would enjoy playing golf? It's so damn annoying!"
The man playing golf, clenching a golf club in his hand, kept cursing under his breath while taking his shots.
"Oh dear Uncle Cai, people who like playing golf just use it to pass some spare time. You've only played casually for a few days, yet I feel you could even compete with the professionals."
The man in black clothes standing next to him began to brown-nose.
"Damn the professionals, Father is here just because I'm bored out of my mind and wanted to give it a try."
Uncle Cai, the man with the golf club, cursed coarsely.
Not far away, suddenly an underling ran toward Uncle Cai's direction and then came to the man in black clothes, whispering a few words beside his ear.
The man in black clothes paused, thought for a moment with his head down, and then walked over to Uncle Cai.
