When playing golf, there were many rules and etiquette after the ball hit the green. Ignoring the small details, there were two main rules.
First, before you and your opponent finished the hole, you couldn't use your hands or putter to test the condition of the green. If you touched it, two strokes would be deducted. Second, out of etiquette and the principle of fair play, it was best not to stand in the opponent's line of sight when he putted.
Therefore, William walked onto the green and used the base of the ball holder to mark his ball. He stood behind Stark outside the green with the ball and watched him keep gesturing with his putter on the green.
Although it was only half a meter away, even a professional player would make a mistake if he didn't handle his strength well.
He didn't know if William's two shots on the green gave him pressure or if he felt guilty because he cheated. Anyway, after Stark putted, he knew that he had used a lot of strength.
The ball rushed all the way through the hole along the path of the goal and stopped two minutes away.
"Damn it," Stark cursed inwardly. He walked to the ball in annoyance and pushed it straight in.
Four strokes to tie the tenth hole's par. Not to mention amateurs, even a professional player who had a 50% chance of tying the par in his career would be considered one of the top players.
Stark knew very well that if it weren't for J.A.R.V.I.S.'s help, he wouldn't have been able to get on the green even after five or six strokes.
But even so, he still didn't win.
After he stood outside the green, William and D 'Dario took a look and placed their balls on the green. They didn't even try to play before they made a putt and successfully made a birdie one under par to win this hole.
In an instant, there was applause and praise all around. A 460-yard birdie was really a result that amateurs couldn't achieve in a lifetime.
His result was instantly broadcasted on the stadium's display screen.
Immediately, someone began to ask the staff who had made such a result on the tenth hole.
William smiled and nodded to the embarrassed Stark. Then, he pinched the brim of his hat and nodded back to the people who were applauding and cheering for him.
His birdie at the Waterfall Stadium was also broadcast live by the local media in Las Vegas who rushed over.
Basically, all the hotels started to play the video of William hitting a birdie on the tenth hole for the sake of the celebrity. Within ten minutes, all the television stations in America were broadcasting this piece of news.
As for Dadario, who was with William from time to time, it was impossible for him not to be famous.
Many wealthy people and golf enthusiasts in Las Vegas drove directly to the Waterfall Golf Course.
William handed the club to the caddie and led the excited Dadario, who was hugging his arm tightly, to the next hole while talking and laughing with Obadiah and the others.
By the time they arrived at the eleventh cave, the spectator area was already filled with members who had rushed over.
As soon as they saw William, some people on the scene began to clap and shout William's name. They were not inferior to the players in the Masters Golf Tournament.
Hearing a lot of people shouting for autographs, William could only hold his hat and nod in return, but he didn't go forward.
When he heard a few children's voices and looked back, he took Dadario's hand and walked forward.
Scared, Obadiah and Stark immediately had their bodyguards step forward to protect William and Selina.
After signing autographs and taking photos with a few kids who were less than a meter tall, and refusing an adult's request for autographs again, everybody knew that apart from not turning down kids, William's attitude toward adults was nothing more than etiquette.
When he was done taking a picture with the little guys, he heard an even more childish cry.
He turned around and saw a little boy who was only three or four years old sitting on a young man's neck, pointing at his hat and shouting, "Hat, sir, hat."
Stunned for a moment, William heard Sunday's explanation.
It was indeed a tradition for players to throw their hats to commemorate their fans in a golf tournament. Of course, it was up to the players whether they wanted to or not.
William deliberately pretended not to understand, took off his hat, looked left and right, and then shrugged at the little boy with an exaggerated expression.
"Hahaha." Seeing William's wacky expression, everyone quickly understood that he was teasing the little guy.
He asked for a pen from the previous kids, signed his hat, and deliberately wrote the words "Devonshire's First Autographed Hat". Then, with the permission of the little guy's father, he personally put it on the little boy's head.
This time, the sharp-eyed people who saw what was written on the hat exclaimed.
Autographed items that were deliberately written without the fan's name were more collectible than those ordinary autographed items.
When the people in front of the TV saw that William liked to interact with children, they couldn't help but guess if he had plans to have children.
And this speculation directly overshadowed any news.
The first child of the Devonshire family was born on a mountain of gold more exaggerated than holding a golden spoon.
Unfortunately, probably only the few women in the family understood that even if William had such thoughts, he definitely wouldn't really have children in the short term.
When William and D 'Dario returned to the teeing area, Richard, who had been on the phone for a long time, quickly greeted them.
With a happy expression, he said to William, "William, after the banquet, do you have time to visit Disney's headquarters in Burbank, Los Angeles?
The shareholders and management, as long as they're in America, will welcome you in Burbank. "
"Sorry, I'm a little short on time. You should watch the news first, then decide what to do."
William, who had long been tempted by D 'Dario, would be strange if he went to Los Angeles in the middle of the night.
Moreover, he only had 3% of Disney's shares, less than 1.5 billion USD, so he didn't care. Besides, he wasn't the one begging Disney, they should be the ones to meet him.
Richard wasn't angry at William's direct rejection, and he didn't have the right to be angry.
Compared with William's assets, billions of assets were not even a fraction of William's account, and they weren't even worth as much as the three wineries controlled by Jesse.
And Richard had already talked to Obadiah and the others when William was interacting with the children.
After hearing William's plan, he also understood that William's goal was not only Disney. If he would talk to them alone, there was no other possibility except to acquire Disney.
He could only apologize to William again and go to the side to make a phone call.
"Stark, this time you'll start first."
Since there were spectators, William definitely wanted to have a few more comparisons so that he could show off his extraordinary skills.
The other shareholders, of course, were also willing to wave their clubs, otherwise, they would really just be spectators.
William stood aside and chatted with D 'Dario about her experience in film and television over the years, as well as the secrets of Hollywood she knew and the rules that had been secretly agreed upon.
After waiting for about ten minutes, except for Richard, Stark and the other nine players finished their shots. William looked at the big screen and shook his head and laughed.
Obadiah and the others were indeed not novices, and their bodies were still strong, but no one could hit more than 200 yards.
Most of them were about 150 yards, and several of them either deviated from the fairway or fell near the undulating slope.
The eleventh hole was a par five of 580 yards, which was also a difficult fairway. It seemed that it would be difficult for them to reach the green in five shots.
This time, Stark, who had been warned by J.A.R.V.I.S., finally couldn't escape the limitations of strength, eyesight, and body coordination.
After the ball flew up, although it wasn't close, it deviated from the fairway and fell into the woods on the left, which made the surrounding audience laugh.
The ball was out of bounds when he kicked off, and if he wanted to continue playing, he would have to take a penalty and start again in the tee area. Also, his first shot counted as a stroke, which meant that his second shot was equivalent to a third, which was two strokes more than the others.
How was he supposed to play?
But he immediately accepted the penalty and took the chance that William might make a mistake and started again.
But probably because he made a mistake on his first shot, he didn't hit the tenth hole again. Instead, he only hit a good shot of about 300 yards from the astonishing distance of more than 400 yards.
Then he stood aside uneasily and watched William walk onto the tee after D 'Dario gave him a kiss.
As soon as William stepped forward, the audience applauded.
He waved at the audience and waved his empty club a few times to see the fairway and the trajectory of the ball.
He stood on the side of the ball, bent his legs slightly, swung his arms, and hit the golf ball with about the strength of an adult and a half.
"Ding!" There was a crisp sound of a ball hitting the ball, and the experienced audience exclaimed based on their experience.
"Yes, yes, yes."
William looked back and saw the course manager, Rahn, standing five meters behind him, facing the fairway. He was so excited that he almost jumped up.
Although his golf skills were not even considered to be an amateur expert, he had many years of experience working on golf courses. After seeing a lot of golf, it was easy for him to tell whether a shot was good or not and how far it would fly from its flight path and height.
In his opinion, this shot was definitely over 400 yards, and when he felt the breeze behind him, he even felt that it was possible to exceed 450 yards with the wind and the roll.
And the better William played on their course, the more the course would benefit.
He could even imagine that in the future, there would definitely be golf enthusiasts from all walks of life, and William would come to challenge the fairways he had played, and their course was membership-based.
The more members there were, the better the benefits, and the more his salary and various bonuses as a manager would be, so he was naturally grateful to William.
"Good shot, good shot."
"God, Devonshire is God."
Before William could turn his head to see where the ball landed, not only was there a burst of noise from the audience, but the people near the tee also looked at him like he was God.
Before the distance number was displayed on the screen, Sunday's voice came into his ears, "Sir, your shot was 477 yards, which has become the record for the longest opening shot at the Waterfall Course."
Obadiah put his palm on his forehead and looked at the golf ball that was 436 meters away, "God, we are not on the same level at all."
Then he looked at the number displayed on the screen and complained to William, "William, I promise to bet at most one dollar when I play any sports-related activities with you in the future."
William rolled his eyes at him, handed the club to the caddie, and took D 'Dario, who had taken the initiative to reach out his hand, and waved to the audience to walk to the fairway.
With this super good shot of 477 yards, even Stark lost interest in hitting the ball. He followed William and chatted as they walked to the small ball.
He deliberately waited for the audience to take a detour for a few minutes before he gestured to the ball to the green under everyone's gaze.
Seeing the ball enter the green as expected, the people present cheered excitedly again. They were looking forward to seeing if William could hit an eagle ball that was two strokes below par.
When William putted two meters away, Obadiah directly said to everyone, "Forget it, let's just watch him play.
If William can still score under par on the next hole, I plan to just admit defeat. "
The others easily accepted this suggestion, so they couldn't help but look at Stark.
Stark's face was dark. If he wasn't afraid of being called a sore loser, he would have left the course and gone back to Las Vegas to play a few rounds to ease his depression.
"It's not like I can't afford to lose. Of course I don't want to waste any more time." After saying that, an idea flashed through his mind, and he immediately said, "But I think it's best to play all eighteen holes."
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Stark said with a smile, "If William's results are outstanding, it won't just be the entertainment media that will report on it tomorrow, but the sports media will also write about it.
Also, there will probably be a lot of news about Stark Industries' shareholders meeting in the company of all the shareholders.
Mr. William Devonshire, who is also a shareholder of Stark Industries, setting some record at Waterfall as an amateur. "
"Haha." Obadiah and the others knew that this was excellent free advertising. "Then let's go, guys. William is now our spokesperson.
Seeing that we can save tens of millions in advertising fees, no matter how embarrassing it is, we have to play all eighteen holes with him. "
"Hahaha, that's right. This can be considered as recouping some of our losses from the bet."
"The game isn't over yet. Unless William concedes defeat, he has to play all eighteen holes with us."
William shrugged helplessly. He had already thought of this when he had deliberately waited for the reporters and the audience to arrive. It was nothing more than for the sake of greater publicity.
Of course, his mood would definitely be different if he wanted to finish 72 shots himself, and if he was being schemed against. Besides, who said he was going to play all eighteen holes?
"Honey." Dadario, who was hugging William's arm, suddenly whispered in his ear, "Actually, you don't have to play all the holes. You just need to win ten of the eighteen holes, and you don't have to play the rest."
"That's right, haha." William lowered his head and kissed Dadario on the lips a few times, but then he thought that things couldn't be settled just like that.
Since it had taken so much time and energy to play all ten holes, the impact of playing only ten holes and playing all eighteen holes would be completely different.
What people cared more about was a complete result, rather than leaving half of it unfinished.
They were all adults, and in the end, it was still about whether it was beneficial to them, so of course they would choose the lesser of two evils. Compared with the influence they could get, Stark's little scheme was not worth mentioning.
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