"Clap!"
A snow-white golf ball swiftly pierced through the air in an arc, flying into the distance.
Miss Shi, in a fresh sports outfit, put down her carbon fiber club and adjusted her cap.
"Tsk tsk, Qian Qian, with how busy you are nowadays, how come your golfing skills not only haven't declined but have actually improved? Have you been slacking off?"
Facing the teasing of his daughter from an old friend, as the father, Shi Zhenhua stood by silently smiling.
"Uncle Hong, do you think I dare to slack off? Don't I know that the whole Jin Hai is waiting to see me make a fool of myself?"
The Uncle Hong mentioned by Miss Shi raised a finger and smiled warmly, "Who dares to laugh at you? Everyone in East Sea knows how formidable you are, young lady."
Being addressed so informally by the successor of Jinhai Industry, the Chairwoman Shi, speaks volumes about Uncle Hong's status.
