Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?

Chapter 1541 - 579: (Long - — Subscription Requested) _3

Moreover, he’s recently been wanting to find a more formidable opponent, after all, continually playing against weaker players will only cause his own level to stagnate.He also wants to take this opportunity to understand what kind of person Zhang Jingdong really is.

After all, playing tennis can reveal a lot of things.

So he nodded with delight: "Alright, since Boss Zhang is interested, I’m willing to keep you company."

Then the two briskly tidied up their table and left the private room, heading downstairs together.

Zhang Jingdong said at this time, "To prevent getting lost, is it convenient for me to ride in your car?"

Zhang Xiaolong nodded directly: "Of course."

Then the two got into Zhang Xiaolong’s Volvo together.

Throughout the journey, through Zhang Xiaolong’s driving habits, Zhang Jingdong felt that he was inherently a very passionate person.

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at Tianhong Tennis Club.

This club isn’t very large, with only 8 courts, but it has a good location, just a few hundred meters from the famous Guangzhou landmark, the White Swan Hotel.

Inside, Zhang Xiaolong glanced at Zhang Jingdong’s attire and said, "They have sportswear and shoes here, you might want to change?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingdong shook his head directly: "No need, playing against you doesn’t require it."

Zhang Xiaolong wasn’t angry, but was rather amused: "Isn’t it a bit early for you to say that? You’re not planning to find an excuse once you lose later, are you?"

Zhang Jingdong sneered: "Since you’ve said that, it seems you’re quite confident in your tennis skills, so shall we make a wager?"

Zhang Xiaolong casually said: "Go ahead, how shall we wager?"

"It’s simple, if you lose, you agree to do one thing for me, and if I lose, I’ll agree to do one thing for you."

"Of course, this thing can’t break any laws or violate morality; how about it, dare to bet?"

Zhang Xiaolong nodded directly: "No problem, let’s set it up that way!"

Then the two picked up rackets and balls and headed to the court.

Because it was mealtime, there were only two women playing against each other.

They arrived at court number 4 in the middle and started warming up separately.

Zhang Jingdong had a thought at this moment: "I want to draw a prize!"

"Host has accumulated 190 points of goodwill from the target person, fulfilling the condition for drawing a prize. You may draw now!"

"Would you like to start the prize draw, host?"

"Yes."

"Drawing started..."

"Prize one: Federer’s tennis ability."

"Prize two: Nadal’s tennis ability."

"Prize three: Steffi Graf’s tennis ability."

Although Federer is very graceful, Zhang Jingdong actually prefers the powerful player Nadal, so he thought: "I’ll choose prize two!"

"Prize redeemed, host has five more chances to draw, would you like to continue?"

"No."

Ten minutes later, when Zhang Xiaolong no longer moved his body and picked up his racket, Zhang Jingdong said, "Are you done warming up?"

Zhang Xiaolong waved his racket again, saying, "Yes."

Zhang Jingdong also stopped moving: "Then let’s officially start the match now."

"Alright."

Zhang Jingdong took his racket: "You serve first."

Zhang Xiaolong said: "Since we’re competing, let’s be fair and flip a coin."

He went to the front of the net and pulled out a one-yuan coin from somewhere: "Would you like to pick numbers or the design?"

Zhang Jingdong chuckled, then walked to the front of the net: "Sure enough, meticulous! I’ll pick numbers then."

Zhang Xiaolong flipped the coin, caught it in his palm, then handed it to Zhang Jingdong, lifting his right hand.

"It’s the design."

Zhang Jingdong shook his head: "You’re lucky, but unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, luck doesn’t mean much!"

Zhang Xiaolong switched from his previous restaurant composure to boldness: "Boss Zhang, since you’ve said that, I’ll have to show you my decades of tennis prowess!"

Zhang Jingdong got ready to receive the serve: "Please give it your all!"

Zhang Xiaolong’s eyes sharpened, then delivered a high-difficulty side-spin serve.

This serve’s rapid spin makes the ball’s trajectory hard to predict, making it easy for opponents to slip up, and many professional players often use this serving technique for direct scoring.

Looking at the incoming ball, Zhang Jingdong thought that his brother certainly had good skills, but unfortunately met him, the "cheat".

He swiftly stepped forward and delivered a backhand smash.

Zhang Xiaolong originally thought his high-difficulty serve would at least force Zhang Jingdong into a low-quality backhand return, so he could counter with a forehand smash for an opening victory.

Unexpectedly, before he could adjust his steps, Zhang Jingdong smashed the ball back for a direct score.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Zhang Xiaolong stared blankly at Zhang Jingdong, his expression seeming to ask: "Are you for real, buddy? Have you been possessed by Nadal?"

Zhang Jingdong grinned and said, "What’s wrong, already giving up?"

Zhang Xiaolong finally came to his senses: "No, you... you studied professionally before?"

Zhang Jingdong shook his head: "I haven’t studied tennis professionally, but I did train in shot put during middle school, so even though I look a bit skinny, I’m actually very strong!"

Zhang Xiaolong thoughtfully nodded: "So that’s how it is, alright, let’s continue!"

He pulled out another ball and delivered a very tricky topspin serve.

The outcome was almost identical, as Zhang Jingdong returned another backhand smash for a direct score.

Zhang Xiaolong at this point started to doubt life: "...You must have trained in tennis before, right?"

Looking at the future father of WeChat’s shocked expression, Zhang Jingdong directly said: "Never mind whether I’ve trained in tennis, I just ask you, do you admit defeat?"

Although Zhang Xiaolong didn’t want to admit defeat, he knew he and Zhang Jingdong were not on the same player level, and continuing would only humiliate himself.

So he nodded: "Alright, I admit defeat, now tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Zhang Jingdong casually said: "Given your intelligence, you must have guessed; I want you to join our company, what do you think?"

Zhang Jingdong originally thought that Zhang Xiaolong would struggle a bit and even outright refuse, but unexpectedly he directly nodded: "Alright, I accept my loss."