The so-called method of provoking generals is considered a conspiracy.
If you don't accept the move, you will be ridiculed for nothing. If you accept it, you will play into their hands.
Whether you accept it or not, it's all aggrieved.
When Qin Songyao said this, he already stood up for Bao Siyan.
Among the people in the room, who dared to watch Bo Siyan's fun, some people had already taken the initiative to talk about the fun of horse racing at night.
"But horse racing alone is boring. We stopped playing when we were teenagers."
Gu Xicheng looked at the speaker with a half-smiling look in his eyes, "What do you think is a good way to play, Mr. Zhao?"
"Betting on horses."
Everyone was excited.
Qin Songyao took the opportunity to sit forward a little, pressing his chest tightly against the edge of the table to avoid Bao Siyan's clutches. At the same time, he raised his head and asked, "How to bet?"
"Of course there is no need for Mr. Bo and Mr. Gu to go off in person." Mr. Zhao smoked a cigarette and said how to play: "You can each choose a horse and designate someone to take the field on your behalf."
He pointed to the upper floor and said, "The observation deck is a good place to have a panoramic view of the whole place. Please invite Mr. Bo and Mr. Gu to go upstairs. We can just be spectators."
Sure enough, they all know how to play.
Everyone turned their attention to Bao Siyan. There was finally a trace of Mr. Bo on Bao Siyan's dull face. He glanced at Qin Songyao.
"interested?"
He asked this question as if Qin Songyao could influence his decision.
Qin Songyao pondered his thoughts and nodded, "That sounds interesting."
Bao Siyan responded lightly.
Everyone estimated that this was an agreement.
Gu Xicheng raised his lips and smiled and said, "Brother Yan, you have become more compassionate."
Everyone agreed and joked.
Qin Songyao laughed in her heart, and her defensiveness continued to increase. She didn't believe that Bo Siyan would be affected by her, and most likely he had dug a hole for her to jump into.
The box door was opened, and Wen Yan went down to prepare everything.
Not long after, a girl came in and invited everyone to go downstairs and choose horses from the stable.
Bo Siyan went first, and the others followed slowly.
Qin Songyao followed him and walked outside the venue, only to find someone he knew.
It was An Ni whom I met in Yao Garden last time. She was dressed coolly and was not afraid of the cold. When she saw Bao Siyan, she took the initiative to step forward.
"I know you're here, come here and say hello."
Bao Siyan was very considerate to her and gave her a look.
There were many girls on the side, and they couldn't help but look envious.
Qin Songyao smiled mockingly under the mask and pretended not to see it.
When we arrived near the stables, we could already smell blood from a distance.
Qin Songyao felt a little uncomfortable and pulled up his mask.
An Ni saw her action, smiled slightly, and said casually: "Miss Qin doesn't come to a place like this often, right? The horse farm is like this. Many horses are wild and difficult to tame, and the horse farm will use some methods."
Her voice was neither high nor low, but Miss Qin's words were hidden in the wind, so soft that people couldn't hear them clearly, but Qin Songyuan could hear them clearly.
He is indeed Yao Yuan's trump card, and his vision is outstanding.
Qin Songyao said calmly: "Miss An Ni knows this very well."
An Ni smiled and said, "I don't really understand. I just went to Inner Mongolia a few times with Mr. Bo. After I came back, I have learned about this aspect."
Qin Songyao was slightly stunned.
She only knew that An Ni and Bo Syan were familiar with each other, and everyone in the industry knew that it was Bo Syan who was supporting An Ni.
But she didn't know that the two of them were so familiar that they went on business trips together.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say in reply.
She always thought that Bo Siyan was cold and ruthless, but now it seemed that he was very affectionate.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a thumping sound, probably the sound of Qi Mucang, accompanied by a long whine.