On the golf course, the cold wind whistled, slicing through one's neck with a chilling touch.
Long Fei swung the golf club, sending the ball flying over ten thousand meters, disappearing from sight.
Yu Wei didn't even bother to see where the ball landed and immediately praised, "Good shot, good shot—Vice President Long, you truly have excellent skills!"
"Flattery!"
Director Lin gave him a glance, then turned and called out, "Little Fei, when did you learn to play golf? You've got impressive skills!"
Lin Yingying felt nauseous listening to them, scowling at them, "Second Uncle, I've been more than patient with you, yet you persist in malicious suspicion. I didn't hold you accountable for hiring an assassin before, and now you're at it again?"
