The wealthy magnates and Shanghai socialites were all eager to join.
Faced with so many requests, Zhang Yang naturally had no reason to refuse. At the end of the day, it was just a club. If they wanted to join, why would he turn them down?
The caliber and status of a club were determined by its members.
With these people joining, the club's prestige had instantly shot through the roof. To prevent anyone with ulterior motives from joining in the future, it seemed he would have to revise the club's admission criteria.
"Chairman Zhang, take a swing."
"Just messing around."
Everyone had enjoyed themselves swinging their clubs and, laughing, urged Zhang Yang to take a shot as well.
Unable to refuse their enthusiasm, Zhang Yang stepped forward with a smile. He looked toward the distant hole, gauged the wind around him, then swung his club in an exceptionally standard and elegant motion.
The golf ball flew off the club, tracing a perfect arc through the air.
Then it landed with flawless precision in the hole.
Instantly, cheers and cries of disbelief erupted all around.
A hole-in-one—a genuine hole-in-one! This was nothing short of a miracle in the eyes of golf enthusiasts, the ultimate dream of every player.
A professional golfer's chance of scoring a hole-in-one was one in 2,500. For ordinary enthusiasts, the odds were only one in 100,000.
"Chairman Zhang is such an expert!"
"That's incredible!"
The group of super-rich tycoons were all energized and excited, reacting as though their companies' stock prices had skyrocketed—no, even more excited than that.
The course staff and caddies nearby all came forward to congratulate him.
This was no longer mere flattery, but genuine congratulations. It could be said that Zhang Yang's hole-in-one had sent the entire course into a frenzy.
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