The photo is fine, but whether he has actually played golf with Tiger Woods or been praised by him for his talent can't be verified. Even if you call Tiger Woods for confirmation, he probably wouldn't remember someone as inconspicuous as Zhou Zhenyang.
Of course, Fang Yingqi doesn't care about the authenticity of the photo, nor is she interested in whether he really played golf with Tiger Woods.
Fang Yingqi remained expressionless while Zhou Zhenyang kept talking non-stop.
"Actually, there's a reason why golf is called a sport for the nobility. For example, to learn golf, I spend about a million every year on it. Oh, right, last month I just recharged a million here and got a platinum card. See, doesn't it look nice?"
Fang Yingqi glanced at Zhou Zhenyang as if looking at an idiot, too lazy to talk to someone like him.
He's actually showing off these things in front of a rich girl who's his equal, what is he thinking?
"Qiqi, let's play golf," Zhou Zhenyang invited.
