Clearly, these Chinese dishes had been prepared especially for Wang Yi.
As he told them they were being too kind, Wang Yi shoveled food into his mouth with gusto.
Barbara was delighted to see how much he enjoyed the food.
After dinner, Wang Yi and Xiao Qiao went outside to play golf for a while.
It had to be said that Xiao Qiao was a real expert at golf.
Wang Yi, on the other hand, had never been very interested in the sport, so he was pretty bad at it.
After easily trouncing him, Xiao Qiao said excitedly, "Hehe, Boss, I finally found something I can beat you at."
Wang Yi nodded. "Mm. The kid's finally grown up."
After spending about two hours at Xiao Qiao's house, Xiao Qiao drove Wang Yi back to the hotel.
Once they reached the hotel entrance, Xiao Qiao hesitated before saying, "Boss, I still think you'd be better off staying at my place. You know there's something nasty in this hotel."
Wang Yi looked at Xiao Qiao in surprise. "Something nasty? Wasn't that something your team made up to throw off the other teams?"
Xiao Qiao gave an awkward laugh. "I wouldn't say it was all made up."
Wang Yi smiled. "I've only ever been afraid of people in my life. I've never been afraid of ghosts."
With that, he waved to Xiao Qiao and went into the hotel.
Xiao Qiao watched Wang Yi walk inside, his expression complicated.
Wang Yi went to room 4033, the one the hotel had assigned him.
He slept soundly that night.
The next morning, he got up at six to train.
Around nine, the other players began arriving one after another.
But none of them looked quite right.
Dauding was yawning nonstop, and Frank had dark circles under