After leaving Miss Ho's mahjong parlor, Yaoyang walked on the streets of Mong Kok.
Since this day was not Sunday, Yaoyang also took the time to come over to check on Miss He's progress, so he prepared to go back to the police station to take charge.
Yao Yang, who was already very familiar with Mong Kok, chose to walk into an alley and take a shortcut back.
This alley is a cross-type alley, a traditional garbage alley in Gangzhong City.
Many garbage bags are thrown in the alleys, and there are many side roads. Most people who are not locals in Mong Kok will not pass by here.
But just by chance, Yaoyang was walking in the alley when he heard a very loud noise coming from a side road.
There is no doubt that there are people in this alley, and there are quite a lot of them.
Yaoyang originally didn't want to take care of it, but just after walking a few steps, he heard several "crackling" sounds, followed by an even louder noise.
The sound was not a gunshot, but a crackling sound of a glass bottle breaking, which was very harsh.
"Does anyone still dare to cause trouble in Mong Kok?"
With this thought in mind, Yaoyang frowned, immediately turned left into the alleyway, and followed the sound.
There was a dead end of an alleyway not far away. Five young men and women, all stylishly dressed, were blocked here.
Each of these five young men had stab wounds on their bodies and were bleeding profusely. Two of them were braver, one had short blond hair and the other had long black hair. They were holding a smashed beer bottle in their hands and gesticulating.
There were more than twenty people blocking them, all around thirty years old, with machetes in their hands, shining with cold light.
The leader was a bald man with gold teeth. He looked to be at least in his fifties. He had two thick gold chains hanging around his neck. He was only wearing a suit. He was holding a short knife in his hand. The knife was stained with blood.
, the image is extremely poor.
"Bald man, we belong to Hong Le. If you touch us, you won't be afraid that our Hong Le will cause trouble for you!"
The surrounded man with long hair was holding a broken beer bottle and drinking.
"You bastards knocked me out and took my post to participate in the group meeting, making me the laughing stock of the whole Mong Kok. I have worked hard for several months and finally found you bastards. I am going to kill you today."
If I don’t do you, how will you come out to hang out in the future! Hong Le, what can Hong Le do, will he start a fight with me because of you bastards?"
The bald man had a look of hatred on his face, and even reflexively touched his head as he spoke.
He remembered clearly that at the Mong Kok Heroes Meeting a few months ago, he was knocked unconscious with a stick while walking on the road.
The result was not good, he did not go to the Heroes Meeting, Mong Kok underwent a big change, and he did not sign the rules that were signed by all the big guys in Mong Kok.
Because of that incident, he had been having a very tragic life in the past few months. People used the fact that he "didn't attend the gathering of heroes" to make trouble and try to take over his territory.
The bald man has also been in Mong Kok for twenty years, and he has some interpersonal relationships. In addition, the rules in Mong Kok have just begun, so everyone has scruples and does not directly use violent means to seize the scene.
In this way, the bald man finally settled the matter.
Of course, he has not forgotten the "big enemy" and has been sending people to investigate who plotted against him.
After several months of investigation, we finally found out:
At the gathering of heroes, there were only five boys from Hong Le in front of me, and they were not qualified to participate at all.
The five of them are just gangsters in Hongle, the lowest level of the community, and have no business in the territory.
Seeing the bald man's reluctance, it was obvious that he and others would not be let go so easily today.
The blond-haired Fei Quan looked at his injured brothers, and then at the opponent's posture holding a machete. Comparing the two, he really felt that he had no chance of winning.
Fei Quan suddenly spoke and said seriously:
"Bald man, I was the one who injured you. One person does the work and the other takes the responsibility. How about you let my brothers go and I let you handle it?"
"Brother Quan!"
"Fei Quan, the worst we can do is fight him."
Fei Quan's brothers were also very loyal, including a girl, who immediately tried to dissuade him, with expressions of unwillingness and resentment on their faces, and none of them showed any fear.
"Shut up! It's better to die alone than to die together."
Fei Quan shouted angrily, looked at the bald man again, and said:
"How about it?"
"Oh!"
The bald man smiled disdainfully and said in a weird voice:
"Hey, you did a good job of showing brotherly love in front of me! But I have no intention of letting any of you off today."
Seeing that the other party refused to give in, Fei Quan's eyes flashed with anger, his hand holding the beer bottle tightened, and he wanted to risk his life.
However, he was ambushed today. Fei Quan was completely unprepared. He was really unsure of how to deal with the bald man's twenty-odd knives.
The key is that several of his good brothers are here. It doesn't matter if he fights to the death. Fei Quan doesn't want to hurt his brothers.
At this time, the long-haired man beside Fei Quan spoke again:
"Bald man, you are not afraid of our Hong Le, nor are you afraid of Mr. Lei? The rules of Mong Kok are that you are not allowed to fight on the street. Peace is the most important thing. Even if you want to fight, you have to leave Mong Kok... How dare you break the rules?"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, the bald man laughed even louder, shook his head disdainfully and said:
"Yaoyang, does he really think he is the Thunder Tiger of the past? What era is it now? He still sets rules for us people to abide by. It is a big joke. If I don't abide by his rules, what will happen?
?”
"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you bastards for taking care of me. The only one who doesn't sign any rules in Mong Kok is me, the bald man. So strictly speaking, I don't need to take him seriously."
"And if I kill you here, who knows? Yaoyang, you are a deadbeat, do you think he is a god?"
"Hahaha……"
Along with the bald man's loud laughter, the other boys also laughed together.
"I'm definitely not a god, but I'm not a deadbeat either."
At this time, with a cold voice, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, walking over from far to near.
"who?"
"Lei...Mr. Lei!"
Everyone looked back and saw clearly who was coming.
Immediately, the faces of Fei Quan and others showed joy. On the contrary, the expressions of the bald man and his party instantly became ugly.
Especially the bald man himself, the muscles on his face twitched and he forced a smile:
"Sir Lei, I misunderstood, I just talked nonsense."
"Is it a misunderstanding to take the knife?"
Yaoyang continued to approach and said coldly.
"knife?"
The bald man felt the weight on his hand and quickly explained:
"Sir Lei, I just wanted to scare a few kids, I never thought about actually doing anything!"
"Oh!"
Yaoyang smiled coldly and his tone became even colder:
"I hate it when people say bad things about me behind my back, and I hate it even more when people treat me like an idiot in front of me."
In this situation, the bald man knew that he would never get better.
Who would have thought that at this time, in such a remote alley, one could meet Yaoyang himself.
Not only did he see with his own eyes that he broke the rules, but he also let him hear with his own ears that he said bad things about him.
It is completely impossible for him not to take revenge on himself. Now, there is only one way!
Heartbroken, the bald man's hand holding the knife secretly tightened. On the surface, he was dejected, waiting for Yaoyang to approach!
Yaoyang slowly walked towards the bald man, seemingly not noticing anything strange at all.
It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Just when Yaoyang was less than two meters away from the bald man, the bald man stepped forward, raised the dagger in his right hand fiercely, and without any warning, slashed toward Yaoyang from bottom to top.
The trajectory of this knife was fierce. If it had been struck firmly and with greater force, Yaoyang would have been disemboweled!
"Bald man, what are you doing?"
"Boss!"
"Sir Lei, be careful."
No one expected that the bald man would be so bold to attack Yaoyang directly, or to kill him.
For a moment, both the bald man's younger brother and Fei Quan and others were shocked and screamed.
The bald man couldn't hear anything at this moment. He just wanted to kill Yaoyang, then put the blame on Fei Quan and the others, and then kill Fei Quan and others to silence them.
Only in this way can I continue to hang out in Mong Kok.
If not, not only will I not get anything out of it, I'm afraid the end will be very miserable.
The bald man had heard that at the meeting of heroes, Hexing Yaodong once offended Yaoyang because of a few words. His territory was swallowed up, and he was not arrested by the police, and was thrown into Stanley Prison.
Moreover, I heard that Hop Hing Dragon Head also sent people into Stanley to make life difficult for Yaodong.
When he thought of this, the bald man's scalp went numb, and his hand that took out the knife was a little faster.
"I can see clearly even the changing of cards in the dark environment, let alone your knife?"
Yaoyang sneered, and under the gaze of everyone, he slowly stretched out his right hand, and the knife in the bald man's hand was immediately controlled in mid-air, unable to move forward or backward.
Looking carefully, Yaoyang's big finger and four fingers were separated, forming a vise-like posture, and actually firmly grasped the blade of the knife.
The bald man's face turned red, and he obviously used all his strength, but he could no longer make any progress.
this……!
This scene made everyone present stunned: It is a person's courage to dare to catch the knife with his hands.
If he really captured the sword, that would be a complete display of one's abilities!
"If you don't do anything to me, come together and do it to him, otherwise we won't end up well."
The bald man's face turned red. Now that he had taken action, he no longer had any scruples in his heart and shouted to greet his subordinates.
"Who dares?"
Immediately afterwards, Fei Quan gave a loud shout, stepped forward with a beer bottle in his hand, and kept talking:
"You must think clearly. The bald man is looking for death. If he attacks Mr. Lei, the whole of Mongkok will not let him go. His ship is about to sink. Do you want to sink with him?"
At the same time, Yaoyang turned his right hand hard, and the bald man felt severe pain in the tiger's mouth, so he could only let go, "the machete changed hands."
His neck was cold, and while the bald man was still thinking about the pain in his knife-holding hand, his whole body felt cold and he no longer dared to move.
In an instant, Yaoyang held the blade in one hand and pressed it against the bald man's neck.
Looking around at the crowd, Yaoyang said coldly:
"Since the Mong Kok Heroes Meeting, you are still the first person who dares to break my rules. You are so cool! Bald man, you are dead. As for the others, follow me back to the police station and give me an explanation. If I
If you can pass the customs here, I will give you a way out. If you can't, go to Stanley with the bald man and eat royal food for the rest of your life!"
As soon as these words came out, the bald man was not a brave boss to begin with, otherwise Feiquan would not have approached him if he had chosen to rush for the meeting.
Of course, his younger brothers are not willing to take action against an inspector for their own boss.
when……!
I don’t know who was the first to throw away the knife in his hand, and then there was a loud sound of throwing the knife. No one among the dozens of people resisted, and they all gave in.
Yaoyang saw this, pushed the bald man towards Feiquan with a gentle push, and commanded with great dignity:
"Keep an eye on him and take him back to Mong Kok Police Station."
After saying that, Yaoyang turned around and left, as if he wasn't worried about anyone running away, let alone something unexpected happening again. His extreme self-confidence and superhuman demeanor were clearly evident.
"Brother Quan!"
"Brother Quan, what should we do?"
Seeing that there was no danger, Fei Quan's younger brothers gathered around Fei Quan, asking questions with worried and panicked faces.
Fei Quan looked at the bald man, whose face was ashen and had completely lost his fighting spirit, lying limply on the ground. He then looked at the people who dared not move at all, and said sternly:
"Let's go, let's go to the Mong Kok Police Station. Since the boss asked me to detain him, he shouldn't blame us. There is still a way to survive. If we run away, I'm afraid we will have to run into the Kowloon Walled City."
The long-haired boy nodded, glanced at the bald man's "unarmed" boys, and reminded:
"What about them?"
"What they choose has nothing to do with us, let's go!"
Fei Quan glanced at the others, picked up the bald man and walked out of the alley.
The remaining people looked at me and I looked at you. They were panicking, but they hurriedly followed.
A strange scene soon appeared on the streets of Mong Kok:
Yaoyang strolled proudly, walking at the front.
Not far behind were five injured young men, grabbing a bald man and following them.
Behind them are a group of dejected men with ugly faces.
Inside the office of the Commissioner of Mong Kok Police Station.
As if there was no one around, Yaoyang brewed the coffee and stirred it with a spoon, meticulously.
In front of him, Fei Quan, his four younger brothers, and five injured young people stood, not daring to speak.
As for the bald man's group, as soon as they entered the Mong Kok Police Station, after Yao Yang gave a few instructions, they were already taken away by Ma Jun and others and asked for their confessions alone.
After a long time, the aroma of Yaoyang's coffee filled the nostrils, and the conversation began:
"Although I didn't read everything about what happened today, but based on what I saw, it has little to do with you. It was the bald man who broke the rules. And you snatched the bald man's post before the meeting of heroes. It was also his own waste.
, I can’t even keep a small invitation, and I don’t blame you either.”
The first sentence made the five young people feel relieved.
Facing Yaoyang, the pressure on them is too great:
Yaoyang's elegant demeanor is absolutely heartwarming. He is as unruly as Fei Quan. They were all impressed by Yaoyang's performance in the alley.
"I heard that you are from Hong Le?"
"Boss, we are indeed from Hong Le!"
Fei Quan began to reply, his words polite.
"Brother Hong Le Longtou Piao, the two guardians on the left and right, at the entrance of the Sixth Hall, who are you following?"
Yaoyang took a sip of coffee and said relaxedly.
"this…"
This question made the five people in Feiquan look a little embarrassed, but the girl among them spoke up and said:
"My father is a Hongle buffalo. He used to follow Brother Piao to conquer the country."
This answer avoids Yaoyang's question and mentions "before".
Undoubtedly, the five young people in front of me belong to the fringe group of young and Dangerous boys in Hong Le. They have not even been assigned to the hall. They are just like newcomers who have just joined the club.
Feeling interesting in his heart, Yaoyang finally thought about who Fei Quan was.
In my impression, this is the protagonist named on the gold list, a miserable member of the club, who dares to fight and work hard, but unfortunately does not understand that there is a word "rules" in this world. In the end, he was right and wrong, and was eventually kicked out of the club.
Was assassinated.
This person is not bad. If he could understand more rules, he would be qualified to do things for him.
The memory took off of what kind of people they were, and Yaoyang felt a little more appreciative in his heart.
With a calm expression on the surface, Yaoyang stopped asking who he was talking to and said with interest:
"I held a meeting of heroes in Mong Kok and didn't invite you to participate at all. Why do you want to participate and even bother to offend the bald man and steal his post?"
"Although the bald man is a loser, he has been living in Mong Kok for twenty years and has many subordinates. Aren't you afraid of his revenge?"
this……!
The four young men and women looked at Feiquan frequently, and Feiquan responded bluntly:
"We also hang out in Mong Kok. If people like the bald man are qualified to be called heroes, then I, Fei Quan, am qualified too."
"Whatever he dares to do, I, Feiquan, dare to do, and what he dares not to do, I, Feiquan, also dare to do!"
"If he hadn't led an ambush today and used real swords and guns, I wouldn't be afraid of him."
Fei Quan's words were full of youthful vigor, a little less worldly, or a little silly.
Yaoyang heard this without feeling any disgust at all, and said:
"Are you not satisfied with your current status?"
Fei Quan was noncommittal and nodded:
"There is no one who wants to be in high position. I just don't have a chance. If I have a chance, I will still be the big brother!"
"Any chance?"
Yaoyang joked lightly:
"Now I have established rules in Mong Kok. No more fighting or turf fighting is allowed. Even if you have a chance, what are you going to do?"
"this……!"
Fei Quan was stunned. He was a young man after all, and he actually didn't understand many things.
In his mind, Mong Kok has never changed. If given the opportunity, he is still ready to seize the territory and become the boss.
But now Yaoyang has made it clear that fighting is not allowed in Mongkok, which really troubles Fei Quan. Seeing that Fei Quan didn't answer for a long time, Yaoyang continued:
"In your heart, who is the boss?"
"More brothers, more territory, more money!"
Feiquan responded very quickly this time, and there was no doubt that this idea was deeply ingrained.
Yaoyang neither agreed nor objected, and said patiently:
"You were also present at the Mong Kok Heroes Meeting. You should also have a boss template in your mind. There were so many people that night, who do you think is the real boss?"
Perhaps because they saw that Yaoyang had a good attitude toward them, Fei Quan and several of his younger brothers were already relaxed at this time. Before Fei Quan could answer, they all started talking.
The girl among them said:
"Of course they are the Thirteenth Sister of Hongxing. They are one of the few female talkmakers in the Hong Kong market. They are very powerful."
Changfa retorted, waving his hands and saying:
"Thirteenth sister is nothing. I think Yifeng Willy is the real power. I heard that he has a lot of business. He is a financial company, runs a private business, opens a bar, and is doing everything."
The fat man shook his head and retorted:
"No, Hehetu Rhinoceros, he is the boss of both streets, and he has hundreds of brothers under his command."
"..."
In the midst of the commotion, Yaoyang asked again:
"Fei Quan, who do you think you are?"
"kindness!"
Fei Quan frowned. He didn't seem to understand a simple question. After a long time, he finally said:
"It's you, the boss, Mr. Huo, Mr. Feng, Mr. Ding...! It's the people above you."
Upon hearing this answer, Fei Quan's younger brothers all fell silent and did not dare to interrupt.
"Hahaha……!"
Yaoyang laughed heartily, a hint of appreciation flashed in the eagle's eyes:
"Yes, if you can answer this question, it's not completely hopeless! Fei Quan, remember, what you call many brothers and territory can actually be bought with money. As long as you have more money, you can have whatever you want, Hong Kong Comprehensive
The city has always been a commercial society, and it has never changed since the founding of Pupu!"
"Let me teach you something again, the most important conditions for doing great things are three things, the first is money, the second is money, and the third is still money!"
Yaoyang spoke very boldly and with a wanton attitude that made people feel like words of wisdom.
"You said you have no chance. I, Yaoyang, will give you a chance today. The bald man can't get out. I will handle his business and business for you. Whether you can take over or not depends on your ability."
"I will let someone release the news later, as a token of support for you. As for whether you can rely on the little business of the bald man to become the boss in your heart, it depends on you."
"In a word, my rules are not allowed to be broken, and I am not allowed to step on the line!"
"ah……?"
When Fei Quan and his younger brothers heard this, they all became excited. Regardless of their injuries, they jumped up and down with excitement.
Fei Quan's face also showed a bit of touch and excitement of being recognized. He suppressed his emotions and said calmly:
"Boss, why are you helping me?"
"Because you can answer my questions, and you dare to rush to participate in the meeting of heroes. If you have brains and courage, you will definitely have a future!"
Yaoyang sat back on the chair and said easily:
"I'm not helping you. A little business or a small piece of land. It all depends on my mood. I'm in a good mood today. This is also a reason."
"Fei Quan, I hope you don't have to rush for invitations to attend the next gathering of heroes. You can rely on your own ability to receive the invitations I wrote personally."
"Okay, if nothing happens, you can go!"
After saying this, Yaoyang waved his hand, acting very relaxed and a bit careless.
What seemed like a huge good thing in the eyes of Fei Quan and others was undoubtedly a trivial thing in Yaoyang's view. It was just like what he said, it was just a good mood, nothing more.
Before coming to the Mong Kok Police Station, Fei Quan's idea of a boss was always someone who looked majestic on the road and was escorted by dozens of people when he went home.
But at this time, Fei Quan truly realized:
The boss may not necessarily be surrounded by a large number of people, nor may he be a person on the road.
Some people work alone to form an army.
There are even some people who have extraordinary bearing and style. They don’t need any power behind them, just a look is enough.
Submissive in his heart, Fei Quan looked at Yaoyang seriously and said:
"Boss, I will never commit a foul, and I will never let you miss me. You are the real boss."
After saying that, Fei Quan greeted his younger brother, opened the office door, and walked out in an orderly manner.
Looking at the back of this little guy, Yaoyang smiled on his face:
"If he can really understand himself, he will no longer be as tragic as the original work. Maybe one day, he will be a good helper!"
"Now, Fei Quan, who is just a young man, is just like Chen Yaoqing, Jia Qian Ge, Hu Fei, Dong Guan Zai and others, he still needs too much time to grow up.
"Ding ding ding...!"
At this time, the phone rang, and Yaoyang picked it up without saying anything:
"Hello!"
The call was from Huo Xixian, and the content was very simple:
Invite Yaoyang to go to Sha Tin Racecourse tomorrow to attend the opening of the horse racing day.
Logically speaking, such an opening has nothing to do with Huo Xixian.
But according to her, Huo Jingliang bought a horse and it will race for the first time tomorrow. She hopes Yaoyang can come and support it.
For such an invitation, Yaoyang agreed without even thinking. Huo Jingliang's face must be given no matter what.
…………
A bald man from Mong Kok unscrupulously broke the rules set by Mr. Lei and started fighting with a knife on the streets of Mong Kok. Mr. Lei happened to encounter him.
Then, the bald man was so bold that he actually attacked Mr. Lei. Fortunately, the boss was very skilled and easily dealt with him.
Now the whole Bald Man team has been arrested and taken to the Mong Kok Police Station, and they will definitely not be able to get out.
As for his few small places and small businesses, Mr. Lei designated that Hong Lefei should take over them all!
This piece of news spread throughout Mong Kok on the afternoon of the incident.
Most young and Dangerous people just listened to it casually, treated it as gossip and joke, and chatted with it. At most, they lamented the bald man's brainlessness, the strength of the Mong Kok police, and Hung Le Fei-quan's luck.
There are also some local snakes who have recently gained huge benefits and contracted game arcades, such as Qin Shi, Dongxing Dadong, Chen Yaoqing and others. They dispatched their underlings to spread the news that they would destroy the Bald Man's entire team. Forget about those who were arrested and were sent to the police station.
For those who were outside, I chased one after another, and then cut them after they left Mong Kok.
The remaining smart and thoughtful young and Dangerous boys, such as Hongxing Thirteenth Sister, Hehetu Rhinoceros and others, all shook their heads and sighed:
"Mong Kok has really changed, and Lei Yaoyang has become a trend! Unless there are any special circumstances, as time goes by, his status will become deeply entrenched and cannot be shaken."
After this conflict, everyone on the road either helped Yaoyang deal with the aftermath, or cursed the bald man and others for breaking the rules and deserved to end.
But who said again:
The conflict between the Young and Dangerous boys and the police is normal!
Undoubtedly, now in Mong Kok, most of the people on the road have agreed with the rules and with the mountain above their heads, and have no desire to resist.
Now they are only thinking about getting benefits, how to get more business from Dashan and make a fortune!
The temper that a young and Dangerous boy should have, and the "incompatible" style of the police, were completely thrown away thousands of miles away.
…
Sha Tin Racecourse is located in Sha Tin District in the eastern New Territories of Hong Kong City.
Built and managed by the Hong Kong Jockey Club, it is the second horse racing venue in Hong Kong City and was completed and opened in 1978.
The next day, Yaoyang, who was invited by Fok Xixian over the phone, drove out of the city early in the morning and went straight to Shatin, New Territories.
Since today is the first day of the horse racing season, there is a lot of traffic on the road leading to the New Territories. On both sides of the road, there are some people walking or riding bicycles, chatting and making trouble, heading towards Shatin.
It was only eight o'clock in the morning, still about a thousand meters away from the racecourse, and Yaoyang could already feel the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year in the mainland. The vehicles were jammed and started to move slowly, and the flow of people was huge and crowded.
These all illustrate the love of Hong Kong people for horse racing.
I remember that in the previous life when Hong Kong Comprehensive Market returned, a great man once said:
"It will remain unchanged for fifty years. The dance will continue to dance and the horse will continue to run."
From this sentence, we can also see what kind of emotion horse racing is to the people of Hong Kong.
That is a custom that is deeply rooted in the bones and can be understood by non-locals!
There were still five hundred meters away from the horse racing parking lot, and Yaoyang's car was already in complete turmoil. It was blocked in front and back, and many vehicles were honking their horns frantically, sharp, long, and harsh...
"Holy crap! It's just the opening, no need to be so exaggerated."
Yaoyang was a little depressed and felt deeply that he had no experience. If he had known that the opening of the horse racing season would be like this, he should not have driven here.
At this moment, a greeting came into Yaoyang's ears:
"Mr. Ray!"
Yaoyang looked for the sound and saw two men in sportswear on the left side of the street, pushing through the crowd, trotting towards him with smiles on their faces.
The two Yaoyang are very familiar with each other. They are none other than Huo Jingliang's two followers!
"Mr. Lei, give me the keys and I'll park the car for you."
"Mr. Lei, Mr. Huo and Miss Huo are already waiting for you inside. Let us come out to pick you up!"
After the two followers approached, you explained the reason for your appearance, which made Yaoyang feel warm in his heart.
Huo Jingliang is absolutely right with himself!
With Huo Jingliang's arrogance, I am afraid that few people in the entire Hong Kong Comprehensive City can receive such treatment.
"Okay! Sorry, let's go."
Yaoyang smiled slightly, opened the car door, and asked a follower to get on the car to park for him. He followed another follower, squeezed through the crowd, and entered the Sha Tin Racecourse.
If you have an acquaintance leading the way, the effect will be different.
Except for the crowd when they first entered the racecourse, Huo Jingliang's follower guided the two of them not to take the main road at all. After several security checks, they entered a small passage with four people side by side.
With a trace of curiosity, Yaoyang asked if he didn't understand, and said doubtfully:
"Where are we going? Shouldn't the stands be outside?"
The follower who led the way heard this and said with a trace of pride on his face:
"Mr. Lei, Mr. Huo always has his own private box in Sha Tin!"
“Private boxes are precious?”
Yaoyang was a little confused. After all, in the Mong Kok Police Station, Liang Jianbo liked to bet on horse racing, and he once mentioned the box.
I remember Liang Jianbo once said that if you have money, you must go to the box to watch horses.
According to what he said, it is undoubtedly possible to book a private room if you have the money.
But now from the tone of the follower, it doesn’t seem like that is the case.
"Of course it is precious. Every year during the horse racing season in Hong Kong City, many people watch horses. Not counting ordinary people, 60% of the richest people in Hong Kong City are also very interested in horse racing. There are only so many boxes in Shatin. It doesn't matter if you have money.
With Mr. Huo’s level, he can only be on the fifth floor!”
The follower knew that Yaoyang and Huo Jingliang had a very good relationship, so he did not hide it at all and led the way while explaining.
Yaoyang heard this interestingly and couldn't help asking:
"Oh? There are so many rules here? Is there any rules about the floor where the box is located?"
"Yes! All racecourses in Hong Kong Comprehensive City are the same, let's just say this Sha Tin Racecourse! It is divided into seven floors. The first to third floors are open to the public, the fourth floor is for ordinary rich people, and above the fifth floor, you must have a certain status. As for the
The sixth and seventh floors are not open to the public except members of the Jockey Club."
The attendant explained, with longing in his eyes, as if there was something great on the sixth or seventh floor.
Yaoyang was a little confused when he heard this, and said doubtfully:
"Isn't it just a member? I heard someone said that it is easy to become a Jockey Club member. You just need to pay to register?"
"Mr. Lei, you are talking about ordinary members. As long as their income is high enough and they have their own company, they can indeed pay to register. But the real internal members see them as condescending and of no use."
The attendant smiled bitterly and shook his head, explaining:
"Those who can go to the sixth or seventh floors must be internal members. Internal membership is just like a private club. It must be recommended by an old member and guaranteed by five old members."
"Since the opening of the Hong Kong Comprehensive City, there have been only about forty Chinese members in the Jockey Club. It is not as simple as being rich and powerful."
hiss……!
Yaoyang was secretly shocked, knowing that the internal members were extraordinary.
From the beginning to the end, there were only about forty Chinese members. When did the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market open?
It was at the end of the 18th century.
In other words, after more than 100 years, there are only about 40 Chinese members in it. You can imagine the value of membership.
In a private room on the fifth floor of Sha Tin Racecourse. There are about ten people here, ranging in age from young to old, all wearing casual clothes, chatting and laughing.
Several people held binoculars and looked at other parts of the racecourse through the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows from time to time.
Huo Jingliang is undoubtedly the most conspicuous person among them!
Led by his attendants, Yaoyang soon appeared at the box door.
"Sir thunder!"
Today, Huo Xixian, who was wearing a white sportswear and a ponytail hairstyle, showing off his youthful and lively look, noticed it immediately and came up to greet him.
"Helen!"
Yaoyang responded with a smile and followed Huo Xixian into the side room.
In the wing room, the decoration is in a subtle British style. There is almost no strong decoration, it seems to be the most ordinary and simple.
All around are just some carefully prepared flower and plant works, which add a faint fragrance to the pure air and give people an amazing tranquility.
It's really hard to imagine that such a place requires an identity to reserve it.
"Yangzi, you're here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come here quickly!"
Huo Jingliang, who was also wearing sportswear but looked equally domineering no matter what he was wearing, had also seen Yaoyang, smiled and greeted him.
"Mr. Huo!"
Yaoyang strode over, causing everyone in the room to look at him, their eyes full of strangeness and doubt, whispering to each other, asking each other about Yaoyang's identity.
Huo Jingliang had no intention of introducing anyone else to Yaoyang. He pointed to the balcony of the wing outside, which was also the stand, and said with a smile:
"Come on, Yangzi, this must be your first time here. I'll show you around."
After saying this, Huo Jingliang led the way with authority, and everyone else in the wing quickly gave way, especially when there were several young people standing on the balcony. When they saw Huo Jingliang, they immediately showed a humble smile and retreated into the wing.
In an instant, only Huo Jingliang, Yaoyang and Huo Xixian were left on the balcony.
"Mr. Huo, who is the person outside?"
Yaoyang was extremely confused and didn't quite understand the relationship between Huo Jingliang and the other people in the wing. Logically speaking, since everyone was in the same wing, according to etiquette, Huo Jingliang should introduce himself first!
Why does Huo Jingliang look so arrogant, as if he looks down on other people at all?
Huo Jingliang's answer was also very strange, with disdain on his face, he looked at the dense crowd of heads below and said:
"Not very familiar! They're just a bunch of losers who rely on me to stay here. Don't pay attention to them."
"dad!"
Hearing this, Huo Xixian reflexively looked into the side room before shouting.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Huo Jingliang didn't seem to be in a good mood. He glanced at Huo Xixian and said.
Well……
The two fathers and daughters obviously had some minor conflicts, which made Yaoyang feel a little embarrassed in the middle. He quickly laughed and said:
"Mr. Huo, it's still early anyway, and the opening ceremony is still a while away. It's good to have some free time, and it's good to chat. What happened to the people inside? Did they offend Mr. Huo?"
"They didn't offend me, they just don't have such a big head, so they want to wear such a big hat, and they don't know their own abilities! I'm not having a party today, I'm here to see my horse, so many people come, like flies, they lower me
style.”
The meaning of Huo Jingliang's words was very unclear. As he spoke, he put his hands on the balcony and looked outside.
Huo Xixian smiled lightly, pulled Yaoyang and explained in a low voice:
"The people outside are all the nephews of some of my father's friends. Brother, they asked my father to take care of them and come to see the opening of the horse racing season. They all called me and I agreed to them all!"
"Is that all?"
Yaoyang's mind is so flexible, he immediately understood what Huo Jingliang was angry about:
"For one thing, he was angry that Huo Xixian had taken matters into his own hands and had become his master. For another thing, he also felt that his daughter was being taken advantage of. He was unhappy for her daughter and also dissatisfied with some people."
I just want to watch the horse racing, do I still need someone to take care of me?
People from all over the world can come and see it.
Someone asked Huo Jingliang to take care of the horses. It wasn't for the purpose of watching the horses at all. I'm afraid it was just because Huo Jingliang had a private room on the fifth floor.
The Hong Kong Comprehensive Market class is everywhere, and sometimes wherever it appears, it is a class in itself.
Huo Jingliang has been involved in the business world for many years, and he often encounters people who want to take advantage of his influence, which are the so-called nephews and brothers of friends.
They were able to stay in Huo Jingliang's wing to watch the horses today. Even if they were a little angry, it would be a huge asset to spread the word.
Huo Jingliang understands this truth very well. He may feel that he is being taken advantage of, but the key is from his daughter's side, which definitely makes him unhappy.
After understanding everything, Yaoyang stepped forward with a smile, stood on the balcony with Huo Jingliang, and said:
"Mr. Huo, I heard Helen say on the phone yesterday that your horse is racing for the first time today. In Mr. Huo's opinion, it must win?"
"Of course!"
Huo Jingliang smiled proudly:
"The best thing in my life is my vision. My horse definitely has the qualifications to be a horse king."
"Since it's a sure win, it's good to have more people. You can also promote Mr. Huo when you go out here, so that people from all walks of life in Hong Kong City know that Mr. Huo has a unique vision and can win all over the world."
Yaoyang continued smoothly and said.
Saying that, Yaoyang turned around, winked at Huo Xixian and said:
"Helen, so are you. Mr. Huo just wanted to watch the horses by himself today and be happy. Why did you ask so many people to come over to cheer? It's of no use to win."
Huo Xixian understood and quickly stepped forward, forced himself to Huo Jingliang's right side, held his hand, and said coquettishly:
"dad!"
"snort!"
Huo Jingliang glanced at Huo Xixian and actually never blamed Huo Xixian in his heart. He just felt unhappy that his daughter was being taken advantage of.
Looking at Yaoyang on his left, Huo Jingliang was very satisfied. He held Yaoyang with his left hand and laughed:
"Yangzi, you can still talk. Although you are obviously lying to me, it doesn't matter. I like to listen! Unlike my daughter, I can't even please my father."
"Also! You are right about what you said. I originally wanted to have fun with myself today, but so many outsiders came, which is really unpleasant."
"Yangzi, I will always treat you as one of my own."
At the end of the conversation, Huo Jingliang had a serious look on his face, full of optimism for Yaoyang.
"Mr. Huo, I know!"
Yaoyang has always had great feelings for Huo Jingliang, so he nodded after hearing this.
"By the way, don't call me Mr. Huo from now on. It's too intrusive. Call me Uncle and you won't suffer!"
Huo Jingliang waved his hands grandly, then a strange look appeared on his face, he glanced at his daughter and said:
"I also hope you won't call me this name for too long!"
"dad!"
Huo Xixian's face turned red with embarrassment, and he fully understood the meaning of his words. There was a trace of expectation in his lowered pupils, but more of an uneasiness.
Yaoyang glanced at Huo Xixian, and for the first time, he began to think about marrying himself.
As a police officer, especially a high-ranking police officer, it is impossible not to get married, but marriage is also a kind of capital.
And I have many women, who is the most suitable to show off?
Huo Xixian can definitely be counted as number one!
On the contrary, the identities of Ding Yao, A Ye and the other girls are not suitable for matching with a high-ranking police official, and they will definitely be used as an excuse to attack. After thinking about this, Yaoyang said grandly:
"Uncle, if there is fate, I would also like to change my name."
Hearing Yaoyang's almost straightforward expression, Huo Jingliang was overjoyed and took a series of photos on Yaoyang's shoulder:
"well!"
Huo Xixian couldn't stay any longer. He left a greeting to the other guests and hurried into the private room, not daring to stay on the balcony.
She really couldn't imagine what shocking topics these two bold men could talk about if they stayed any longer.
After a short conversation, Huo Jingliang and Yaoyang both felt that their relationship with each other was getting closer, and they started chatting freely.
Of course, the most important thing is that Yaoyang asked the question and Huo Jingliang answered.
"Uncle, I heard that each level of the Sha Tin Racecourse represents a level, just like a pyramid. Is this true?"
"Of course it's true!"
Huo Jingliang is a good explainer. Not only is he well-informed, he is also absolutely knowledgeable about the unspoken rules of the upper class society in Hong Kong.
Nodding, Huo Jingliang pointed to the balcony and said:
"The Hong Kong Comprehensive Market is still a place for ghosts after all. A few decades ago, all the people sitting there could only be British. If we Chinese want to go up there, there is only one way!"
With that said, Huo Jingliang tilted his head and pointed to the side room, saying:
"Just like the people inside now, they borrow other people's light and name, and they pretend to be powerful."
Yaoyang nodded and said curiously:
"What about now? There are more Chinese in the upper class?"
"Not many. There are ten large plutocrats in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City, and there are also a dozen "self-righteous" luxury aristocrats."
Huo Jingliang said with a hint of dissatisfaction and disdain in his tone.
I believe that not only the people of Hong Kong City, but also the whole world know about the top ten chaebols in Hong Kong City.
Yaoyang remembered that in his previous life, even though he practiced martial arts painstakingly, he had heard about the top ten wealthy men in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, led by the Li family.
But I’ve never heard of Hua Noblesse and Yaoyang!
Wanting to ask for advice, Yaoyang asked directly:
"Uncle, what is Huajiao?"
"With a knighthood, he doesn't have much ability. He's just a loser who can flatter others."
Huo Jingliang said disdainfully.
Speaking of this, Huo Jingliang seemed to have evoked some unpleasant memories, and he continued:
"Those losers don't have much ability, but they always put their eyes high and look down on others. I applied for membership in the Jockey Club twice, but they were mixed up by these losers. They think I, Huo Jingliang, am a speculator and look down on me!"
"Damn! My money stinks."
In the last sentence, Huo Jingliang used foul language. In front of Yaoyang, his true temper was not concealed, and he also expressed his extreme dissatisfaction.
Yaoyang only felt that he had gained a lot of insight. It turns out that the top power in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City is like that. Status is no longer about money. Power can be interpreted. What is needed is more international certification.
I undoubtedly still have a long way to go!
Next, Yaoyang chatted a lot with Huo Jingliang. It was still Huo Jingliang who introduced Shatin Racecourse to Yaoyang, as well as some upper-level unspoken rules and gossip, etc...
"Dad, Sir Lei, you have been chatting for so long. Are you hungry? How about we go down for a drink?"
Huo Xixian seemed to be a little tired of staying in the wing. Thinking about it, she actually didn't know most of the people in the wing. They were all friendly people who came with great intentions.
I was really bored, so I came out to the balcony and greeted the two people I was most familiar with.
"Okay, before we start, I still have time, so it would be nice to eat something!"
Huo Jingliang had no objection at all and looked at Yaoyang.
"Uncle, it's up to you."
Yaoyang was even more okay with it. He was here to compliment Huo Jingliang today, so of course he would not overwhelm him.
"Then let's go!"
Huo Jingliang smiled with satisfaction and took the lead out of the balcony. Without even looking at the people in the box, he walked straight out of the box door.
Yaoyang followed closely, smiling but also saying nothing.
On the other hand, Huo Xixian was very kind-hearted, joked a little, and even explained a few words to the people in the box.
What else did the people in the box dare to say?
They were not familiar with Huo Jingliang, so being able to enter the box today had achieved their goal, and they all spoke politely and casually.
The Sha Tin Racecourse Restaurant is also on the fifth floor. The food here is expensive, especially the drinks. One bottle costs nearly dozens of times, which is simply not acceptable to the public.
Therefore, the people who spend money here can be regarded as quite wealthy people.
The restaurant is actually the same as the private room, located on a large external platform. Sitting in the restaurant, the view is even wider, and you can see the racetrack below at a glance.
If we insist on talking about the difference between the two, it is just the kind of hidden status class.
"Mr. Huo!"
"Hi, Dacid, long time no see. I heard that your "Domination of the World" will be the winner on the first day of the race today, hahaha!"
"Lao Huo, come on, I have a seat here, come and sit!"
Wherever Huo Jingliang goes, he is definitely a celebrity, especially in such upper-class occasions... As soon as he entered the restaurant, many people saw him and greeted him constantly, and Huo Jingliang's old acquaintances were also in the restaurant.
"Helen!"
Following a greeting, I saw Ye Xiaoli of Mingda Group, Huo Jingliang's ex-wife Fang Jianping, and a large group of men and women sitting at a large table.
The greeting was undoubtedly made by Huo Xixian's biological mother Fang Jianping. At this moment, she was standing and waving to Huo Xixian.
Huo Jingliang saw this, and while greeting other acquaintances, he whispered to himself:
"He is such a haunting person that you can meet him anywhere!"
Although the words were spoken in a low voice, Yaoyang, who was standing next to Huo Jingliang, listened attentively.
Yaoyang shook his head and laughed, pointed to a nearby table and said:
"Uncle, let's sit here!"
Of course Huo Jingliang knew Yaoyang's good intentions and waved his hand:
"No, let's go sit there!"
With that said, the group went straight to Ye Xiaoli's big table, and everyone greeted each other.
Huo Xixian and his daughter whispered something and stopped talking. Huo Jingliang seemed to be smiling, but pointed his words directly at Ye Xiaoli and said:
"Howard, I remember you never liked watching horse racing. You also said that you have to be down-to-earth and you can't rely on gambling. What happened today? You knew my horse was going to race and you came here to support me?"
"Huo..."
There was a thorn in Huo Jingliang's words, and even a fool could hear it. Immediately, a young man appeared with an angry face and wanted to speak.
Ye Xiaoli raised his hand to stop him in time. Perhaps he was used to being targeted by Huo Jingliang, but he was very graceful and said calmly:
"Oh? Is your horse racing today? Sorry, I really don't know."
"I really don't like betting on horses at all, but if my own horse competes, I should attend. What a coincidence. Not long ago, Mr. Liu of Kangtai Electronics gave me a European champion horse. I changed its name. Today is the same.
First time competing.”
"You have a horse too?"
When Huo Jingliang heard this, he seemed a little excited for a moment.
"Yes, Number Nine!"
Ye Xiaoli knew very well why Huo Jingliang was excited. He was undoubtedly preparing to play against him again, but he was not afraid at all and directly reported his number.
"Number nine!"
Huo Jingliang thought to himself and snapped his fingers:
"What material is number nine?"
Huo Jingliang's two followers had returned a long time ago. They had been following him since they went downstairs. When asked by the boss, one of them immediately replied:
"Mr. Huo, Ye's Light No. 9 is a big hit!"
"Yip's Light?"
Huo Jingliang muttered a nickname and laughed:
"Hahaha, it's really your style Howard, you can put your own name on a horse, free advertising, no profit! What will you do if you don't run out?"
"Oh!"
Ye Xiaoli chuckled and curled his lips and said:
"I heard that No. 5 "Domination of the World" is your horse. What are you going to do if you run to the end?"
Hahaha……!
At this point, the two of them had strange expressions and laughed together.
People around Ye Xiaoli and Huo Jingliang have seen this kind of verbal disputes too many times, and they are not easy to persuade.
Huo Xixian came over a few steps, originally wanting to persuade him, but before he could speak, Huo Jingliang had already said:
"Helen, it's Yaoyang's first time at the racecourse. You take him for a spin. By the way, buy Dad one million to dominate the world and win alone!"
As he said that, Huo Jingliang looked at Ye Xiaoli provocatively.
In fact, Ye Xiaoli has always been a stable person, but only when facing Huo Jingliang, he was naturally unhappy and ordered the people around him:
"Ye's light, one million wins alone."
The two refused to give in to each other. Yaoyang wanted to help Huo Jingliang, but didn't see the opportunity. He shook his head and could only pull Huo Xixian away, allowing Huo Jingliang to express himself freely.
The moment he was pulled by Yaoyang, Huo Xixian immediately became like a little girl, lowering his head and following without resisting, and was extremely obedient.
Others didn't notice, but Fang Jianping, Huo Xixian's mother, took a few more glances, frowned slightly, and looked at Yaoyang's back.
"Brother Yaoyang, if we leave like this, with my father's temper, everyone will be unhappy."
"Helen, if Uncle's business can be so big, he will do things in a measured way. Those of us who are juniors should not care about the grudges between their elders. Didn't Uncle ask you to buy horses for him? It just so happens that I never
If you haven’t seen it before, you have to introduce it to me."
After leaving the restaurant, Yaoyang let go of Huo Xixian and smiled easily.
Huo Xixian was also an easy-to-coax girl. After a few words, he had no objections and led the way downstairs. While showing Yaoyang around, he walked towards the betting office.
The betting office can be said to be the busiest place at Sha Tin Racecourse. There was a lot of noise and crowds of people. Even if the two people were approaching and they spoke even softer, it would be difficult to hear them clearly.
It is not an easy task to rush to the betting place, although there are more than ten windows in the betting place.
Fortunately, Yaoyang was tall and had a height advantage. He opened his hands slightly to protect Huo Xixian and squeezed towards a betting gate with fewer people:
"Helen, go forward."
Huo Xixian was protected by Yaoyang. Although there were many people, he never received any crowding.
Yaoyang's two arms were like fixed iron rods, no one could bend them at all. Feeling the joy and happiness of being protected in his heart, Huo Xixian said indifferently:
"Dad, it's true. It's not enough to place a bet over the phone. We have to come down and buy it."
At this time, next to Huo Xixian, a steady and handsome young man in his twenties wearing a designer suit seemed to have heard Huo Xixian's words and interjected:
"Miss, you're doing well. Being protected by your boyfriend makes it easy. I've been here for ten minutes and I haven't advanced twenty meters yet!"
Hearing this, Huo Xixian felt sweet in his heart.
Of course, Yaoyang heard the man's words and couldn't help but glance at it and said friendly:
"It's not easy to go faster. Four-eyed boy, since we are destined, follow me and I will take you with me."
"You called me Four-Eyed Boy?"
The young man was stunned, pointing his finger at himself, with incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.
"Aren't you?"
It was not easy for Yaoyang to protect Huo Xixian. He squeezed a few people away secretly and said.
"Uh...yes...that's true...but I haven't heard anyone call me that for a long time. How do you call me sir?"
The young man didn't know if there was something wrong with his brain, but he said with interest.
"It's better to go to the gate first. This is not a good place for small talk."
Yaoyang smiled, did not answer, and began to exert force, making fists with his hands, and by pushing forward, he deliberately collided with the person in front of him.
"Ouch!"
"Who?"
"Oh, you're so desperate, how dare you take advantage of me?"
Yaoyang's fist was very hard, with the phalanges first, and the collision was like a blow from a hammer. Several people in front of him suddenly felt pain in their backs, and they couldn't help but fall to the side, creating a chaos.
Yaoyang didn't care about the crowd, and quickly commanded. The trio were like bows and arrows, quickly piercing through the crowd, and soon arrived at a gate.
When you get to the gate, you just need to follow the queue and there is no problem of squeezing for a spot.
Huo Xixian was at the front, Yaoyang was second, and the man with glasses was third. The three of them stood in an orderly manner and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hahaha, you came in so quickly, it's really exciting! Sir, you are really capable. By the way, what do you call me?"
The man with glasses seemed to be forcing his way into the position for the first time. His face showed excitement, high spirits and happiness, and he asked Yaoyang again.
"My name is Lei Yaoyang!"
Yaoyang responded casually and didn't want to pay much attention to the man with glasses.
"Lei Yaoyang?"
The man with glasses muttered the name, as if checking whether it existed in his memory. Then he looked at Huo Xixian carefully and suddenly said:
"Hey, miss, is your father Huo Jingliang?"
Speaking of Huo Jingliang, Huo Xixian looked back at the man with glasses, sizing him up, and nodded:
"Yeah, do you know my dad?"
"Of course I do, but Mr. Huo probably doesn't know me."
The man in glasses responded, making Huo Xixian lose interest.
In Huo Xixian's opinion, there are too many people in Hong Kong who know her father, and those who her father doesn't know are probably not important people.
Just like the people in the box today, everyone knows Huo Jingliang, but Huo Jingliang doesn't know anyone.
Huo Xixian had just made Huo Jingliang a little angry because of that incident. Now he was unwilling to meet an unfamiliar person and make Huo Jingliang angry again.
On the contrary, Yaoyang was interested in the man with glasses.
With Yaoyang's eyes and ears, it was obvious that when the young man mentioned Huo Jingliang, he didn't have any admiration or flattery at all, just like he was referring to an ordinary person.
Such a tone indicates that this young man is arrogant and does not know how high the world is.
If he is very powerful, at least he is not afraid of Huo Jingliang.
But call him arrogant. He didn't mean to be angry at all when he called him "Four Eyes".
Call him awesome. How could such a powerful person squeeze into the crowd and come to buy a horse in person?
Strange people!
With this understanding, Yaoyang said with great interest:
"Four-eyed boy, are you here to buy a horse too?"
"Yes! I come here to buy horses every horse season, and it has been for many years."
The young man with glasses nodded and said honestly.
Hearing what the man with glasses said was interesting, Huo Xixian blinked his beautiful big eyes and said with interest:
"Do you bet on horse racing every year? Are you very powerful? You often win money?"
The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head, denying:
"Nine out of ten bets will lead to losing, but there is nothing I can do. I have a mission at home."
Home tasks, what does this mean? Huo Xixian was puzzled. Even Yaoyang was happy and said with a smile:
"Is it possible that you bought a horse, or did your family force you to do so?"
"Yeah! My dad said he would give me a test, but he didn't know what the test was. I've been buying horses for a few years, but I just didn't pass!"
The man with glasses was very talkative and explained.
"So weird?"
Yaoyang and Huo Xixian looked at each other and saw strong interest in each other's eyes. Huo Xixian immediately said:
"Perhaps your family is testing your vision and wants you to win?"
The young man still shook his head and lowered his voice:
“I’ve been scolded several times when I’ve bet on all the horses and I’ve gone home with a million-dollar winnings and tickets.”
"Damn, you are really full and you are very good at playing! If you buy all the horses, you will definitely get a bonus in the end. This kid is really not simple. At least from this sentence, you can completely tell that he
There’s no shortage of money.”
Yaoyang thought secretly in his heart. The young man continued:
"I have also bought my own horse. Although I have lost many times and had some winning horses, I still haven't passed the test."
Hearing this, Huo Xixian temporarily put aside the young man's strange horse buying and asked again:
"Are you still the horse owner? Has your horse raced today?"
"Yes, I have!"
The young man nodded and responded:
"The number eight African God of War is my horse! My horse will compete in both the first and second races today!"
Yaoyang smiled and said:
"Since you can't buy a horse right, what are you going to buy today?"
"What else can I buy? Just buy my own horse to show my support!"
The young man shrugged casually and said easily:
"Mr. Lei, what about you, what do you want to buy?"
"It's not a sure win, so I didn't plan to buy it. Helen placed the bet for her father and also supported it. Her horse competed for the first time."
Yaoyang explained casually.
The young man didn't seem to care about which horse he bought, but he had some objections to the first half of Yaoyang's sentence:
"Must win? Anything can happen on the racecourse, how can it be possible to win!"
"That's not necessarily true. Let me watch the first race, and maybe I can know which horse will win in the second race!"
Yaoyang smiled slightly and said mysteriously.
"Mr. Lei, are you serious?"
The young man seemed a little naive, and there was a hint of expectation in his pupils.
"You and I are not familiar with each other, why should I lie to you!"
In fact, Yaoyang just said it casually, but once the words were spoken, he had no intention of taking them back.
"Okay! Then I will support my own team in the first game, and when I place bets in the second game, I will wait here for Mr. Lei and listen to Mr. Lei's opinions?"
The young man seemed to be very interested and said.
"The second game, I already left after the second game."
Yaoyang smiled secretly in his heart and did not take these words seriously. He just said casually:
"Okay, it's just that there are so many people here. Let's talk about it if you can still meet me during the second betting game!"
"must!"
The young man was full of confidence and spat out two words.
"Hey, you three, do you want to place a bet? Hurry up!"
"Big brother, it's your turn."
At this time, after queuing up in an orderly manner, the three of them had arrived at the front window. The racecourse staff were shouting irritably. Seeing Yaoyang's height, the people behind them did not dare to curse, but they also urged them.
At this time, after queuing up in an orderly manner, the three of them had arrived at the front window. The racecourse staff were shouting irritably. Seeing Yaoyang's height, the people behind them did not dare to curse, but they also urged them.
"Number 5 will dominate the world in the first game and win alone!"
"In the first game, No. 8, the African God of War, wins alone!"
Huo Xixian and the man with glasses did not delay, they both took out their checks and wrote down their bets.
The two of them both bought and won, and the amount was huge. The service staff immediately became much more attentive and politely handled the matter for both of them.
Soon, with the lottery tickets in hand, Yaoyang took the lead and led the two of them to easily squeeze out of the crowd and leave the betting hall.
Yaoyang and Huo Xixian didn't even say hello. After squeezing out of the betting hall, they returned along the original road. However, the young man with glasses wanted to say something, but when they saw the two of them, they had nothing to say and the acquaintance did not continue.
On the way, Huo Xixian approached Yaoyang and whispered:
"Brother Yaoyang, after finishing the first race, can you really know which horse will win the second race?"
"Of course I don't know! I lied to that guy. He was nervous. He was weird, and his family members were also weird. He never heard of the horse buying test."
Yaoyang smiled and asked again:
"By the way, whose horse is the African God of War No. 8? Do you know?"
"I don't know! I'm not very familiar with horse racing. I rarely come to the racecourse."
Huo Xixian responded obediently.
"Forget it! Let's go back and see how Uncle is doing. After such a long time, he should be almost done."
Yaoyang suggested without caring about anything else. Soon, the two of them went up to the fourth floor again and came to the racecourse restaurant.
"Yaoyang, Helen, this way!"
Huo Jingliang greeted him domineeringly. The place where he was sitting was only one table away from the big table where Ye Xiaoli and others were.
Obviously, the two of them just had sex.
Yaoyang and the two men walked over immediately, and Huo Xixian handed over the ticket and said:
"Dad, I've bought it."
"good!"
Huo Jingliang took the ticket and said arrogantly:
"Today I want to see how the person named Ye loses!"
"Dad, please stop fighting with Uncle Ye. Mommy is caught in the middle. It will be very difficult."
Huo Xixian and Yaoyang sat down and started to persuade them immediately.
"Needless to say! I just did a good deed by buying horses and placing bets. I never thought about fighting him!"
Huo Jingliang raised his hand, obviously there was no room for discussion on this matter and he was unwilling to talk about it.
Yaoyang gave Huo Xixian a comforting look and signaled her not to talk any more.
Immediately, he took the initiative to chat with Huo Jingliang, waiting for the official opening of the horse racing season.
Before we knew it, the time reached nine o'clock. The distinguished guests invited by the Sha Tin Racecourse spoke to the guests of the racecourse through the microphone and without any delay announced that the first horse race of the day would begin.
People who have never been to a racecourse will never be able to imagine the intense and intense atmosphere where horses gallop and everyone holds their breath.
As the first horse race started, the deafening shouts from the entire Sha Tin Racecourse went straight into the sky.
Huo Jingliang, Huo Xixian, Ye Xiaoli and others couldn't help but stand up, holding binoculars and staring directly at the results inside the racecourse.
Yaoyang couldn't help but followed the crowd and looked inside the racecourse: Huo Jingliang's "Domination of the World" and Ye Xiaoli's "Ye's Light" were indeed extraordinary. They were clearly ahead of the other horses by a head, almost keeping pace with each other.
But apart from their two horses, what Yaoyang didn't expect was that the No. 8 African War God, also known as the "family horse" among young people with bright eyes, was not bad at all. On the contrary, he came out on top, and was obviously a little bit ahead of the two horses.
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I don’t know what the ingredients of “African God of War” were. It was like a shot of chicken blood, leading by half a horse’s head all the way. In the end, it really broke through the finish line and finished first easily.
"Fuck you."
"Damn! How could this happen? Didn't Ye's Light win many European league championships? Even the championship horse is unreliable!"
"Okay, World Domination hasn't come out yet. I heard that Huo Jingliang spent huge sums of money to train a horse with a super-championship pedigree, but it still had a bad start!"
"Hahaha, I won, I won! I just say that horse racing is still reliable, the favorite is the favorite!"
After the first horse race, all living beings were in various moods. In the restaurant on the fourth floor, some people were laughing happily, some were angry, some just tore up their tickets and left, and some were calm, as if it had become a habit.
Huo Jingliang had a look of hatred on his face, patted the dining table with one hand, and said very unhappy:
“Whose horse is the African God of War?”
With this, Huo Jingliang was undoubtedly asking the two followers.
His follower was unambiguous and responded immediately:
"Mr. Huo, I don't know who the current horse owner is. But it is a champion horse. It won the Asian Championship last year. It is also the hottest horse in the two games today."
"snort!"
Huo Jingliang snorted coldly, as if he couldn't find a punching bag and was a little unhappy. On the other hand, Ye Xiaoli was very calm and said loudly:
"Dacid, how was it when we both lost the first game? What do you think of the second game?"
Huo Jingliang heard this, glanced at Ye Xiaoli coldly, and said loudly:
"My horse is just starting out, so it always takes some time to adapt. In the second race, of course I will still support my horse. How about you? Don't you have confidence in yourself and are you ready to buy the hottest horse?"
Obviously, Huo Jingliang's understanding of Ye Xiaoli is definitely deeper than the average person.
With just one sentence, Huo Jingliang somewhat guessed what Ye Xiaoli planned to do next.
Sure enough, Ye Xiaoli didn't show any embarrassment at all, he nodded and said:
"When doing good deeds, I, Ye Xiaoli, never lag behind others, but when it comes to buying horses, winning or losing is more important. I'm not as stubborn as you Dacid. I can't see the situation clearly. I'm half a horse behind. I probably won't be able to catch up in the next race.
If we get there, we might as well borrow the bridge and donate the money we win."
"Wouldn't it be better to do a good deed and get a good fortune at the same time?"
After speaking, Ye Xiaoli was a bit preachy, obviously pushing himself very high, just like an adult lecturing a child, educating Huo Jingliang.
How could Huo Jingliang bear this? He instantly lost his composure and said coldly:
"I don't need you to teach me how to do things. Can't I, Huo, afford to lose? Anything can happen on the racecourse, so my horse can't win?"
Ye Xiaoli had a hypocritical smile on his face, and his pupils were full of disdain. He looked at Huo Jingliang, glanced at Yaoyang at the same time, and said loudly:
"That's right, Dacid has always had a lot of helpers around him. I remember last time at my wedding anniversary dinner, Dacid had some expert helpers. It's just a horse race today, maybe Dacid can also find someone to help and win the jackpot!"
With that said, Ye Xiaoli said loudly in front of everyone:
"Next game, African God of War, buy one million to win!"
"you……!"
Huo Jingliang's expression changed, knowing that he was being pushed into a corner by Ye Xiaoli's words.
There are a lot of people in the racecourse restaurant at the moment. I have already said what I said, so I can't be cowardly. But if I lose, it will be very embarrassing.
Money is not important, the most important thing is face, and Huo Jingliang is absolutely unwilling to lose it to Ye Xiaoli.
Not to mention Huo Jingliang, even Yaoyang was a little unhappy and felt that he had suffered an unreasonable disaster.
But when it comes to betting on horses, Yaoyang really has no sure-win method:
"Betting on horses is a science of statistics and probability. Yaoyang just came here to cheer for Huo Jingliang today. From the beginning to the end, he never thought about betting on horses, let alone studied it. In a short period of time, relying on the Jockey Club's advice
The results of data research will definitely not be any better."
"What to do?"
Suddenly, a figure appeared in Yaoyang's mind. He instantly thought of a trick and said loudly on purpose:
"Uncle, when it comes to horse racing, I actually have some experience. In my opinion, Domination of the World in the second race can indeed come first and win the jackpot. The African God of War and Yip's Light are two horses that have dark clouds.
Damn, I’m afraid there will be a bloody disaster.”
"It's a sure win, buying a little bit is meaningless. Uncle, why don't you bet 10 million, win a jackpot, and get back the money you spent on buying horses. Come back with a complete victory, and you can live up to the majestic name of "Dominating the World"
Number."
"It's a sure win, buying a little bit is meaningless. Uncle, why don't you bet 10 million, win a jackpot, and get back the money you spent on buying horses. Come back with a complete victory, and you can live up to the majestic name of "Dominating the World"
Number."
ah……?
Yaoyang suddenly spoke out some nonsense words like a magic stick. He was as smart as Huo Jingliang, but he didn't answer the words immediately.
Ye Xiaoli was sitting at the table, and the guests at the table next to him, after hearing Yaoyang's words, looked over frequently as if they were looking at "two fools".
Why are there dark clouds and bloody disasters? Should we look at people or horses?
This completely liar-like speech sounds like a big joke to everyone.
"Brother Yaoyang!"
Huo Xixian couldn't help but shout in a low voice, reminding Yaoyang that he was a little out of his mind.
Huo Jingliang, on the other hand, was bold enough to look at Yaoyang. What he saw in his eagle eyes was "affirmation", without any intention of joking.
Snap...!
Patting his hand on the table, Huo Jingliang directly ordered:
"Okay, Yaoyang, I believe you. Ten million "Dominators of the World" can win alone. If we win today, we will have a great time!"
hiss……!
The people around him took a breath and thought that Huo Jingliang was confused. How could they believe it? There was no need to throw money away to fight with Ye Xiaoli.
Even Huo Jingliang's two followers whispered:
"Mr. Huo, do you really want to buy it?"
"Why don't you call me quickly to place your bet!"
Huo Jingliang's face turned cold and he affirmed.
"Don't!"
At this moment, Yaoyang stopped him. Under Huo Jingliang's doubtful eyes, he said:
"Uncle, let me go down and place the bets!"
"kindness?"
Huo Jingliang was puzzled, but he could still afford it if it was only tens of millions.
In front of many people's secret gazes, Huo Jingliang took out his checkbook, quickly wrote a check worth tens of millions, handed it to Yaoyang and said:
"Yaoyang, then I'll trouble you to make another trip!"
"no problem!"
Yaoyang took the check, flicked his fingers, stood up calmly, and walked out of the restaurant gracefully.
"Yao...!"
Huo Xixian saw this and wanted to follow Yaoyang again, so he got up to give chase.
Huo Jingliang was very smart and immediately shouted:
"Helen, you have been shopping for a long time. You must be tired. What would you like to drink?"
With that said, Huo Jingliang said loudly to the two followers:
"You still haven't ordered a drink for the lady!"
"Oh, yes!"
The two attendants nodded quickly and greeted the waiter.
Undoubtedly, under the current situation, according to normal horse racing, can Huo Jingliang's horse win?
It’s so difficult to reach the sky!
In the first race, there was actually a huge gap. The horses of Huo Jingliang and Ye Xiaoli could only be considered in the second echelon. The African God of War was the leader, half a horse ahead of them, and their two horses were half a horse ahead of the other horses.
Normally, in the second game that will start soon, the African God of War will definitely win!
If you want to surprise someone, you will undoubtedly have to use some tricks to make it possible.
Although Huo Jingliang didn't understand what Yaoyang wanted to do, he guessed that he was playing tricks and Huo Xixian was not suitable to follow him.
Of course, Huo Jingliang didn't know what kind of method he would use, nor could he imagine it.
After all, Shatin Horse Racing is not a small casino outside. Even with Huo Jingliang's identity, he can't play any tricks.
This place is not only strict, but every horse owner is also not simple. Huo Jingliang dares to offend, but he doesn't want to offend if nothing happens.