Chapter 226:

Chapter 226:

Chapter 226

He was still a rookie, even though he acted like a big shot.

He was definitely less impressive than the future version that Yoo-hyun remembered.

He was so scared of something that he could easily stop by using his father’s influence.

Chirp.

Yoo-hyun poured some alcohol and patted his shoulder.

“I just want to have some fun. It’s boring, you know.”

“You crazy bastard.”

“It’s nice to hear that after a long time.”

“What the hell are you?”

Nam Jong Boo gritted his teeth and asked.

Yoo-hyun lifted one corner of his mouth and said.

“Do you want to play a game of golf with me? You like that, right?”

“Golf?”

Nam Jong Boo’s eyebrows twitched for a moment.

He was a fanatic who started and ended his day with golf.

Especially, he loved betting golf and had an incredible winning rate.

In other words, golf was the only thing in his life that he could be proud of, besides money.

Yoo-hyun touched his pride.

“Oh, are you bad at it? How many strokes should I give you?”

“Wow... You’re really crazy. Are you insane?”

“Then back off if you’re scared. Anyway, you’re a man with no guts.”

“You bastard.”

Nam Jong Boo clenched his fist and raised it.

-Manager Han, you said you played golf, but your level is so low. Hahaha. Here, take this money. Buy yourself a drink with it.

Yoo-hyun recalled the humiliation he had suffered while playing golf for entertainment.

Come to think of it, he had also thrown a bundle of bills on his face.

His pride had been thrown to the ground at that time.

A favor is ten times, a grudge is a hundred times.

Now it was his turn to trample on his pride mercilessly.

That was why Yoo-hyun didn’t beat him up right away.

Instead, he wanted to scare him a little bit.

Yoo-hyun leaned in his face and said.

“What, are you going to hit me? You’ll die if you do that.”

“...”

His fist slowly dropped at Yoo-hyun’s fierce gaze.

He looked so cute in that state.

Swoosh.

Yoo-hyun took out a business card from his pocket that only had a phone number on it.

It was a card he had prepared in advance.

It was a high-quality card with gold foil around it, which cost him a lot of money.

Ping.

Yoo-hyun flicked it with his finger and threw it at his face.

The card flew and hit his big nose precisely and fell down.

Still, he was holding back his anger.

It was because Yoo-hyun’s eyes were so fierce.

Yoo-hyun chuckled and patted his shoulder as he got up from his seat.

“Call me when you make a reservation.”

“...”

“Oh, bring a lot of cash. You know what cash splash is, right?”

It was when Yoo-hyun turned around with a smile on his face.

Snap.

He heard Nam Jong Boo grinding his teeth behind him.

His lips curled up even more.

He knew Nam Jong Boo’s behavior pattern very well.

He must have brought some weak guys behind him after being provoked so much.

As expected, as soon as Yoo-hyun left the bar, a man followed him behind.

It was not even a job to shake him off.

Of course, it was possible because he didn’t drive but walked there.

Nam Jong Boo, who had been drugged so much, had only one thing to do now.

He wanted to humiliate Yoo-hyun completely and utterly.

To do that, betting golf was the answer.

A little later.

Yoo-hyun’s phone rang when he got home.

It was a phone that he had newly opened for Nam Jong Boo only.

Yoo-hyun laughed and answered without hesitation.

“Why are you so late? Are you still there?”

-You bastard, you’re dead for real.

“Cut it out. You’re useless.”

-Hey. I caught you, so come out right now. If you ask me where...

“Stop making pig noises and text me.”

Yoo-hyun hung up the phone and soon received a text message.

Zing!

He checked the text message and shrugged his shoulders.

“Kid, you must have been in a hurry.”

She bowed her head to Yoo-hyun.

Nam Jong Boo gritted his teeth at that sight.

‘You’re going to be skinned today.’

Nam Jong Boo gestured to the caddy.

“Sister, bring that over.”

“Yes. I’ll bring it right away.”

The caddy walked backwards to the cart and came back with four cans of drinks.

They were expensive-looking energy drinks.

Nam Jong Boo fiddled with them and said.

“Here, drink up. Let’s have some energy since we’re doing this.”

“Haha. As expected of Nam President. You’re meticulous.”

“Thank you, Nam President.”

Park Gyu Hyung and Choi Myung Kyu bowed their heads.

Yoo-hyun had been like that in the past too.

But not anymore.

Yoo-hyun pushed away the can that the caddy handed him with his palm and said.

“I’m allergic to this stuff, so I don’t like it.”

“You don’t? You look like you can’t use much strength anyway?”

“Why? Do I have to drink it for some reason?”

Yoo-hyun spat out a meaningful answer at Nam Jong Boo’s words.

The caddy’s eyes widened.

He looked around nervously like a guilty person.

Nam Jong Boo twisted his face and waved his hand.

“Leave him alone. He’ll do whatever he wants.”

“Yes, sir.”

The caddy walked back quickly.

Yoo-hyun snorted at Nam Jong Boo’s cheap trickery

There was a reason why Nam Jong Boo was unbeatable in golf betting with pros.

He used a sneaky method of feeding drugs to his opponents.

He couldn’t let him do that, even if he knew it.

“Then let’s start.”

Yoo-hyun scanned the people and blinked his eyes.

A moment later.

Yoo-hyun got off the cart and stood in front of the first hole.

It was a course that had well-cut grass and neatly decorated trees.

He felt relaxed whenever he came to the golf course.

It felt like he was cut off from the world.

It was ironic that he had his old enemy in such a place.

The game started with Nam Jong Boo’s swing.

Bang.

The ball that Nam Jong Boo hit flew far away.

He was a typical rich man who started and ended his day with golf.

At the same time, the two men who came with Nam Jong Boo clapped loudly.

Clap clap clap clap.

“President, nice shot.”

“Oh, you’re amazing as always.”

They praised him lavishly and took turns swinging their drivers.

They were all decent players.

They were not here just to fill the numbers.

Then Yoo-hyun stepped up to the tee.

Nam Jong Boo taunted him.

“Let’s see how good you are.”

“Golf is not about being good. It’s about mental training.”

“You son of a bitch.”

Yoo-hyun snorted and focused on the tee.

He had played golf countless times.

He was already good at observing and concentrating, so he learned very fast.

Later, he surpassed his bosses and even gave some strokes to other customers.

He was good enough to challenge a pro, objectively speaking.

And lately, he had been practicing at the driving range to sharpen his skills.

It was a kind of investment for the future.

He wanted to see the effect today.

His sense from back then showed up clearly.

Bang.

The ball that Yoo-hyun hit curved sideways and rolled to the edge.

It almost went out of bounds (OB).

The distance was pretty good, but it was farthest from the hole.

Nam Jong Boo laughed and held his stomach.

“Puhahaha. I knew you would do that.”

“Hahahaha.”

The two men behind him also laughed along.

Yoo-hyun shrugged and got on the cart and said.

“It’s not even over yet.”

“Puhahaha.”

Nam Jong Boo got on the cart late and kept laughing as if he was very pleased.