Chapter 1605 - 1619: Where Lin Mu Is, Miracles Happen

Chapter 1605: Chapter 1619: Where Lin Mu Is, Miracles Happen

"Shut up!" Sophie snorted.

It’s no longer a question of whether she will compete. These people are clearly ostracizing her, and if she chooses to retreat today, she doesn’t know what kind of difficulties she’ll face in the business world of the Pearl River Delta in the future. So, no matter what, she must win today, not just to fight for a bread but also for her dignity, to show them that although Sophie is a woman, she is not a pushover.

The order was set, and the competition began.

Five hundred yards is already a long hole in golf. According to the rules, the standard par is five strokes, meaning professional players basically have the ability to get the ball in within five strokes. But this also depends on factors like venue, weather, state, luck, and more. Take the former national player recognized by Lin Mu, for example; he played a beautiful eagle, getting the ball in with just three strokes, while another impressive guy, seemingly a member of the national team, took five strokes to finish the hole. However, a flat-chested girl invited by Liu Guodong was shockingly impressive, achieving a miraculous two-stroke score.

Amidst the applause, Liu Guodong glanced proudly at Sophie, "President, it’s just you left. Please?"

Sophie took a deep breath and walked to the tee, but she held no hope in her heart. Among the dozen or so people, the worst was six strokes, while the best were one with three strokes and one with two strokes. This meant that if she wanted to be selected, she had to score three strokes or less.

But is it possible? She knew her own abilities; Sophie was busy with work all day and didn’t have time for this aristocratic sport. Back in the day, she only played a few times when her grandfather was still alive, and her skills were atrociously bad, even worse than an amateur by eighteen leagues. According to her own estimate, she would need at least seven strokes to finish the long hole.

"Hurry up, President Su, there’s not much time left."

"Exactly, how long are you going to aim? Just hit the ball, it’s not like you’re choosing a husband."

Several bosses friendly with Liu Guodong sarcastically chimed in.

Sophie exhaled impure air, suppressing her anger, and swung her club suddenly. It must be said, watching a beauty play golf is always pleasing to the eye. Sophie’s standard posture and graceful movement caught the attention of many neutral tycoons. However, soon enough, jeers echoed around.

"Out of bounds!"

Perhaps too anxious, or influenced by those bastards, Sophie’s wrist lightly trembled during the swing, causing the golf ball to change trajectory and fall out of bounds.

According to the rules, this would require a penalty and a re-hit.

Sophie’s pretty face instantly lost its color. The penalty meant that her next shot would be counted as starting from the third stroke. Therefore, if she wanted to win, she had to get the ball into the sixth hole with this stroke.

But is that even possible? Over five hundred yards, nearly four hundred meters in distance, even top international players would have no hope of scoring a hole-in-one in such a long hole. After all, this is not something determined by luck or skill; in the history of golf, there has never been a precedence for a hole-in-one on a long hole...

Sophie wanted to cry. She was naturally competitive; even when her grandfather passed away, bearing all sorts of pressure and taking over the vast group, she hadn’t felt this way. But now, her tears couldn’t stop circulating in her eyes. If her grandfather were alive, she wouldn’t have suffered such grievances. These people wouldn’t dare to suppress and humiliate her so recklessly.

Everyone has moments of vulnerability. Vulnerability comes regardless of the occasion. Perhaps a trivial matter, a small picture will trigger an emotional outburst, resulting in uncontrollable tears.

Just as Sophie was biting her lip, trembling all over, unable to maintain her composure, a thunderous and rough voice suddenly rang out: "Shut your damn mouths, all of you. What’s so funny?"

Lin Mu leaped energetically into the center of the field, kicking the club stand. Swish, swish, swish, dozens of clubs shot through the air, piercing deeply into the soil, leaving only inches above ground, vibrating like bee wings, buzzing for a long time before settling. The bosses who were laughing the most gleefully swallowed their saliva hard and abruptly shut their mouths.

It was long heard that Sophie had hired a wild and violent guy as a bodyguard. Seeing it today, it was indeed extraordinary. As the saying goes, "Good deeds rarely leave the door, but bad affairs spread a thousand miles instantly."

Lin Mu’s legendary feats of fiercely kicking Robert, the CEO and savagely beating the Pearl River Delta’s criminal police had already spread through the underground channels to the underground world of the Pearl River Delta. Although the details are unclear, those uninvolved can easily see what kind of ferocious people Lin Mu has beaten, knowing his fiery temper is nothing short of outrageous!

"President! Are you still going to hit the ball?"

"Exactly, if you don’t want to forfeit, get a move on. Young Master Fang will be here soon!"

Several bosses consciously ignored Lin Mu’s aggressive conduct, urging with persistent complaints.

"Hit, why wouldn’t we hit." Lin Mu snorted coldly, turned around, walked to Sophie’s side, and said in a rare gentle voice, "Be strong; it’s just some trash. Shedding tears over them isn’t worth it."

"Who’s shedding tears? I’m not..." Sophie sniffled stubbornly, about to speak, but felt a warmth enveloping her as Lin Mu grabbed her hands from behind, "You, what are you doing? So many people are watching, let go of me quickly."

"Shh! Hold your breath, relax, with me, Lin Mu, miracles happen!"

Bang, as the words left his mouth, Lin Mu and Sophie jointly gripped the club, swung it, and the golf ball soared into the sky, tracing a brilliant arc through the air, then precisely landing in the sixth hole five hundred yards away.

Silence filled the air; one could hear a pin drop. Watching the returning message from the caddy, Boss Guo was stunned, Liu Guodong was stunned, and the entire group of bosses were dumbfounded, opening their mouths in shock.

A hole-in-one? With just one swing from the tee to a small hole over four hundred meters away? What’s this, a film trick? Even in a movie, this wouldn’t be so exaggerated. If not for knowing that Tang Chen’s caddies are rigorously trained and cannot accept any bribes, if not for curious people tagging along, they would absolutely believe Sophie was cheating, colluding with the golf course to cheat.

"Three strokes! President Su and President Li tied for second place and both qualified."

Only when Boss Guo’s voice came through, and a buzz of amazed whispers and discussions erupted under the sunshade, did Sophie blink, returning to her senses, "Did we really get it in?"

"Could it be fake!" Lin Mu absentmindedly nodded. Seizing the rare chance to blatantly take advantage, he naturally grasped the time to do so. Thus, when the incoherent, overwhelmingly delighted beauty president realized the inappropriateness, her fair little hands had already been rubbed red, and even her exposed thigh had been surreptitiously visited several times by a certain pig’s hand.