The others were astounded. They felt like even the way this girl made demands was somehow strangely attractive.
Mo Huan wanted to stomp her foot at the sight of how Qiao Qing attracted others.
The other employees on the side also froze for a little while before they handed her the golf club.
After Qiao Qing took it over, she positioned herself.
Mo Huan was surprised to see that. Others all glanced at Mo Huan with an unreadable expression.
Mo Huan had been pointing her finger right at Qiao Qing's nose and accused her of not knowing how to play golf. It was clear that she intended to discriminate against Qiao Qing for being poor.
But it was obvious to everyone now that Qiao Qing's positioning made her look like a seasoned golf player.
Mo Huan refused to believe this. She lied to herself and convinced herself that Qiao Qing had just researched this and had mimicked the players she saw on the internet.
