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Chapter 1192(2/2)

Later generations of Neon even released an animation from the perspective of horse racing itself, called "The Hot Fighting Pony".

Wu Zheng is the son-in-law of Pao Yugang. As the richest person in Hong Kong, Pao Yugang also has his own horse racing.

Now, one of the horses that are playing in the game is from the Bao family.

What Wu Zheng and Huoting are paying attention to at this moment is how many horse racing players in the Bao family can win.

At this time, Huoting's wife Zhu Lingling put down her telescope, took the betting order from behind, and asked everyone with a smile:

"The competition is about to start. Do you want to play a few bets?"

When you come to the racecourse, of course you have to play horse racing. Although there is basically no need for horse racing bonus among the people present.

But Hong Kong people like to bet, and the money they win is always different.

So Wu Zheng and Huoting both happily bet. They didn't bet much, and the bet was only more than 100,000 Hong Kong dollars.

Their wives also studied together with a smile and invested tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

Even Shi Rongwei, a beautiful girl, also held a betting book and studied it curiously.

"Sister Weiwei, do you like horse racing?"

"I like it. Which Hong Kong people don't like horse racing? When I was a child, Lao Dou brought me here and asked me to bet. I invested 100 Hong Kong dollars and made more than 1,000 yuan at that time! I still remember it until now!" Shi Rongwei said with a smile.

"Then do you want to win today?" Qin Fan smiled and approached her, so close that he could smell her body. I don't know if it was the body fragrance or the fresh smell of perfume.

Very nice.

This made Qin Fan unable to help but increase his bioelectromagnetic field to affect the hormone secretion in Shi Rong Wei's body.

After he increased his efforts, Shi Rongwei's body trembled slightly. She felt that after getting close to Qin Fan, she didn't know why she was so happy and safe.

I think the smell on him is so good.

She didn't dare to think about it, nor did she avoid it. She lowered her head and looked at the betting book with a red face.

"It's not something like gambling horses that you can win just by wanting to win." Shi Rongwei blushed.

"If you want to win, then listen to me. Go to the No. 4 race, that black horse. I think it can win today!" Qin Fan said with a smile.

He said this, Wu Zheng, who had been secretly following the two of them, was unhappy.

Because that's not the Bao family's horse racing.

"Hey! Afan, you are making Vivi lose money! Lightning Invincible has won three horses in the past two months and 15 wins! In today's game, Lightning Invincible is the strongest!" Wu Zheng couldn't help but shout.

Huo Ting, who had just invested more than 100,000 yuan and was also thrown into Lightning Invincible, also nodded:

"I'm paying attention to the dark horse you mentioned. It's a young horse, who has just started playing today. Even if it has potential, it's likely that it will not perform well for the first time in the competition. So I still think that Lightning is invincible and can be named first."

Qin Fanyong shrugged, "I believe it or not. I haven't studied it, it's just intuition."

Actually, he has no intuition. This is the memory of a Hong Kong Jockey Club president in his mind. He told him that this little dark horse would become a real dark horse and get first place today.

I remember that Qin Fan’s first pot of gold was obtained by this memory. He had never done anything to the Jockey Club and would not have a butterfly effect.

So logically speaking, the winner of this little dark horse in this game should be this little dark horse.

"Swish!Swish!Swish!"

When Qin Fan and Wu Zheng and Huoting were talking, they saw that Shi Rongwei was moving quickly and had already filled out the betting book.

"Viwei, have you bet? Which horse is betting?" Wu Zheng's wife Bao Qingrong walked over curiously and took Shi Rongwei's betting order.

"Black Phantom? No. 4 Horse Racing? Ah, you really believe in Afan's intuition. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Bao Qingrong shook his head and made fun of Rong Wei, "It doesn't matter. I just trust Afan so much. If there is anything to do in the future, you may be sold by Afan and you will count the money for him."

"Ah! How could you say that? Sister Qing! I just believe Afan's analysis!" Shi Rongwei blushed and argued shyly.

"Afan has no analysis. He himself said it was just intuition." Bao Qingrong muttered in a low voice, and the whole box was smiling at the shy Shi Rongwei.

There is a chance!

This is what Wu Zheng and Huo Ting thought about Qin Fan and Shi Rongwei.

Zhu Lingling smiled and shook her head, took the betting orders from several people, turned around and opened the door for the bodyguard to bet.

At this time, Yan Jun said to Qin Fan outside the door, "Boss. Mr. Ye is free now, and he wants to come over and talk to you."

Qin Fan waved his hand, "Please come here."

So, today the first horse hasn't started running.

Ye Zhiming came over.
Chapter completed!
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