If horse racing is a gambling game that everyone in Hong Kong can afford, then horse racing is different. It is a pastime only for the top rich.
Because just buying a horse with good pedigree can easily cost hundreds or even tens of millions. Not to mention the various additional costs in the later period, such as hiring professional jockeys, trainers, stablemen...the annual cost is tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars.
But just having enough money to buy a horse is no use. Everything you do must be done in a circle.
The Jockey Club is the top horse racing circle in Hong Kong. If you can become a horse owner in the Jockey Club, it is definitely a symbol of status and status in Hong Kong.
Jiang Yao knew this information, because most of the famous wealthy people in Hong Kong in later generations were members of the Jockey Club.
I chatted with Ali all the way in the taxi, and the car stopped at the destination.
Sha Tin Racecourse.
At this time, the door was already crowded with people.
"Young lady, wait for me here." After settling Jiang Yao, Ali squeezed into the crowd and came back soon with two betting slips and a copy of the Horse Economic Daily.
Handing the things to her, Ali said: "Young lady, there is information about the horses participating in this competition in the newspaper. You can refer to it when placing bets."
"Yeah." Jiang Yao took the newspaper, flipped through a few pages, found information about the participating horses and started browsing.
My eyes stopped on a name,
——The Sixteenth Golden Gun?
Jiang Yao suddenly recalled the few news related to horse racing that she had read in later generations. One of them talked about a horse that had won 19 consecutive games in the history of Hong Kong horse racing. It seemed that it was called this name.
So as long as she keeps an eye on the horse and buys it, won't she win a lot of money?
What is the maximum prize for betting on horse racing? No matter what, it must be tens of millions, right?
It's over, it's over, she's going to get rich!
Just like buying the Mark Six Lottery to know the lottery numbers in advance, Jiang Yao's heart suddenly became excited. Her plump and attractive red lips opened slightly, revealing a hint of teeth. The corners of her lips could not help but curl up. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. She was so beautiful that it dazzled people's eyes. .
She happily filled in the numbers on the betting form and handed it back to Ali: "You have chosen, hurry up and buy a horse for me."
Ali took the order and left. Jiang Yao couldn't help but open the newspaper again, trying to calculate how much she could win in this game.
As a result of this study, the smile on his face gradually solidified.
There are too many ways to buy horses, and the odds are also different. According to her way of buying, the ranking of the winning horse can only be doubled ten times at most. In this case, she can win at most 10,000 Hong Kong dollars.
Are you still expecting to win big by buying horses and double the cash assets on hand, but the result is only 10,000 Hong Kong dollars?
Jiang Yao was unhappy, her little face bulged, and her beautiful eyes could not hide the disappointment.
The beauty is happy and sad, all with different styles.
This scene fell into the eyes of all the men in the VIP viewing room upstairs.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Liang Yuze had peach blossom eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly. While admiring the beauty downstairs, he said to his friend sitting across the dining table: "Young Master Chen, come out more to breathe. It is really helpful for your body's recovery." Good thing. I think you just lack the harmony of yin and yang."
The four words "yin and yang" are harmonious, and the pronunciation is deliberately emphasized.
Not sure what he was thinking of, Chen Yanbei's hand holding the fork paused, and a faint red tint suddenly appeared behind his ears.
"Tsk, Master Chen."
Liang Yuze's eyes were sharp, and his peach blossom eyes suddenly lit up, "What's going on?"
He is very confident about Chen Yanbei's attraction to women.
However, what he received in response was a cold cry.
Chen Yanbei put down the fork in his hand, picked up the snow-white napkin on his right hand accurately, wiped his lips slowly a few times, and brought the topic back: "Is there any progress in the matter you were asked to investigate?"
