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Qin Chizian lightly patted Wu Qiuying's hand, indicating to her not to worry. Wu Qiuying took the glasses from his hand and helped him take off his coat, draping it over her own arm, showing all the little caring gestures of a woman towards her beloved man.
Qin Chizian's white shirt is tucked into his belt, which most people find more pleasing to the eye than master Yang's feminine appearance.
master Yang is feeling jealous, but he still can't believe that someone as proud as Wu Qiuying would submit to a remote rural area as a lowly clerk. He has neither money nor power, and if there's any bright spot, it's probably that he seems more like a man than master Yang! But this is the most unacceptable thing for him...
master Yang swings the club gracefully. In the eyes of many female companions, he looks elegant, with his pristine golf shirt shining in the sunlight, forming a sharp contrast with the dark golf pants. His clean golf shoes firmly grip the ground.
Here we go. master Yang takes a deep breath and swings the club forcefully, hitting the ball.
In an instant, the stadium fell silent, with only the sound of the club cutting through the air.
Then, the head of the club struck the ball, producing a crisp sound. The ball shot into the air like a bullet. master Yang felt an incredible sense of exhilaration, his heart seemed to be about to burst out of his chest. This time, his state was so damn good.
Everyone present was shocked by this blow. They stared as the small ball traced a graceful arc in the air and then landed on the distant grass.
In that moment, everything seemed to slow down as the ball sailed through the air and then landed accurately in the hole. The crowd erupted into enthusiastic applause and cheers from the women.
master Yang was full of confidence and elegance as he gestured to Qin Chizian, then stood to the side waiting to hear his joke: "You, a small rural cadre, probably haven't even seen a cue stick before!"
He believed that he could easily crush this ignorant country bumpkin with just a flick of his finger, leaving him with no place to be buried.
Laozi, today I want to see you make a fool of yourself, let you know what inequality is, let you know what class difference is, let you sneak out of Yanjing, and then let her reputation deteriorate like sprouting potatoes, let all eligible men ignore her!
Only in this way can I resolve the hatred in my heart. Then, I can also humiliate and insult her with a sense of pity, charity, and disdain, making her feel the piercing regret for her past arrogance and choices!
master Yang is still daydreaming, while Qin Chizian has already stepped steadily onto the court.
He holds the club in both hands, his figure appearing tall and straight, looking like a sculpture from a distance.
long-haired was shouting, "Hey, Deputy Director Qin, can you do it? If not, let me teach you?"
Young Master Zhao glared at him.
Qin Chizian adjusts his body balance, keeping his shoulders and back straight, with his feet shoulder-width apart. His fingers lightly grip the club, while his wrists remain soft and his arms naturally extend. His eyes are fixed on the ball as the club swings, his knees slightly bent, and his hips slightly rotating.
The club cuts a dazzling arc in the sunlight, like a meteor streaking across the night sky. In that moment, Qin Chizian feels that the whole world is still, with only him in conversation with the golf course, the golf club, and the wind.
Without any surprise, the white ball accurately went into the hole.
Not only was the posture standard and graceful, but also the masculine aura exuded from him, which simply dazzled the eyes of many young girls.
Master Zhao led the cheers and applause.
master Yang looked over and saw Wu Qiuying gazing affectionately at Qin Chizian, even taking out a tissue to help him wipe away the nonexistent sweat on his face.
As long as Qin Chizian doesn't embarrass himself, he's the one who loses.
Yang Wei feels like his face has been slapped loudly.
But he still gentlemanly shook hands with Qin Chizian and extended an invitation: "Mr. Qin, would you like to have lunch together at noon?"
Wu Qiuying directly declined on behalf of Qin Chizian: "Thank you, master Yang, today is not very convenient. I have to take him to meet my family."
- Just to tell you, you're completely out of luck.
- 2
- Dongcheng District, the Woe Family, a three-entry quadrangle courtyard.
The courtyard gate is tall and grand, with exquisite brick and wood carvings as decorations. The courtyard is spacious, and the house is ancient and magnificent. The windows of the house are still traditional red with delicate flower and bird patterns carved on them.
The courtyard features artificial hills, ponds, gardens, and other landscapes, creating a tranquil and elegant atmosphere.
But today was destined to be anything but peaceful.
Wu Qiuying's car drove through the gate, and many people stood up to watch.
Wu Qiuying is walking with Qin Chizian, both intimate and natural.
Twenty-some adults watched the two without saying a word.
Wu Qiuying gestured to a man and a woman in their fifties at the main seat, "This is paternal uncle, great-aunt." Qin Chizian bowed and said, "paternal uncle, great-aunt, hello!" The man just nodded lightly, while the woman remained expressionless and did not nod.
Wu Qiuying then pointed to the next seat, "This is second uncle, second aunt."
Qin Chizian bows in the same manner to show respect.
The two of them raised their hands to signal "Okay, okay!"
The youngest couple, who were at most in their forties, stood up before Wu Qiuying could introduce them. The man said, "I am your fourth uncle, Wu Tianya, and this is your fourth aunt, Wang Lina."
Qin Chizian thought to himself, "This is the real deal."
I also bow to Wu Qiuying to show my respect.
The siblings sitting in the back row are also introduced one by one.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl stood by the riverside, calling out, "Fifth Sister, Fifth Sister, hello!"
Wu Qiuying introduced, "This is the cousin from Fourth Uncle's family, Qiuxia and Qiuli."
Qin Chizian also warmly greeted the two children.
After the introduction, Qin Chizian realized that he had come to the Hongmen Banquet.
paternal uncle Wu Zhiqi first drew his sword and said, "Qiu Ying, the board has voted and decided that you are no longer suitable to serve as the chairman of the Woe Group. The position will now be held by the former vice chairman, Qiujie Wu."
The eldest male descendant of the Woe Family stood up and greeted, "Dad, Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle." He glanced at the former chairman Wu Qiuying and then walked past her directly.
Next, Wu Zhiqi continued to announce: "Former General Manager Wu Qiuming as vice chairman!"
Another boy stood up: "paternal uncle, dad, fourth uncle." Ignoring Wu Qiuying's presence as well.
Wu Zhiqi gestured for two people to sit down and look up. Jiang Qiuying: "Qiu Ying, considering that your behavior may have an extremely negative impact on the Woe Group, the group will cash out your shares. From now on, you will have no relationship with the Woe."
Wu Zhiqi gestured, and Wu Qiujie handed a check to Wu Qiuying.
Wu Qiuying seemed to have expected it, as she took it without even looking, casually putting it in her bag, and then pulled Qin Chizian up, saying, "paternal uncle, second uncle, all the older brothers and sisters, younger brothers and sisters, I won't delay your meal!" She then bowed to Wu Tianya and his wife, saying, "Uncle, aunt, take care of yourselves!"
After that, under everyone's attention, the two of them held hands and left together.
Wu Tianya brought his wife over to see them off: "No need to pay attention to anyone's expression. Why should my niece be anyone's Chip!"
Fourth Aunt also came over and pulled Wu Qiuying, saying, "If you want to stay at home, stay at Uncle and Aunt's place. If you don't want to stay at home, stay outside. Wherever you go, remember to call Uncle and Aunt, don't let us worry about you."
Wu Qiuying leaned in and said, "Fourth Aunt!"
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