Song Ping'an raised his eyebrows: "He also promised that if this horse won the ranking, all the money that the jockey should get will belong to me." ”

Song Kangning sighed: "That jockey is very interesting, why does he think that as long as he has money, his father will agree to do this?"

"Although Dad finally agreed to him, I don't think it must be because of the bonus!"

Song Ping'an looked at his daughter proudly: "You're right, of course I refused at first." ”

"Because the jockey requirement for Hong Kong Island Racing is to be a full-time professional jockey, it would be illegal for me to replace him. ”

But he was a big man, and he actually dragged the sick body from the morning and began to grind people, until noon. ”

"Then I didn't agree, although Boss Li asked someone to help me go through the temporary residence procedures two months ago, how can a wanted person like me be careful. ”

"There are a lot of people in the racecourse, and there are many tourists from our country who come to travel, what if someone recognizes me!"

"The jockey seemed to know about my situation, too, and promised that if I had to leave Hong Kong Island one day, he would find a way to get me home safely. ”

"Don't underestimate people, as far as I know, this jockey is quite well-connected. ”

So, I agreed to help him. ”

Song Kangning asked: "That jockey's approach is a little strange, since he is sick, he will report it, can't he stop racing?"

Song Ping'an smiled: "I also suggested this to him at the beginning, but I didn't know that he reacted violently and resolutely disagreed to withdraw from the game." ”

It turned out that he and another jockey were rivals, not only on the field, but also in life. ”

"The other day, the two of them made a bet about the results of the horse races these days. ”

He said that if he retired, the jockey would think he couldn't win and would do everything he could not win, which was really unbearable for him. ”

When the matter was explained, Song Ping'an asked Song Kangning with concern: "Wufu, why did you get here?"

He glanced at Ji Xingxing, which means why are you still here with this person?

Song Ping'an was more or less aware of his father's and younger brother's military behavior, and he could more or less see that Ji Xingxing was likely to be that identity, or had a close relationship with that identity.

Although Ji Xingxing was wearing casual clothes, and his words and deeds were also noble, Song Ping'an was stunned and sensed a familiar taste.

No way, sometimes people's seemingly baseless sixth sense is really accurate, even men are no exception!

Song Kangning said very simply, with Ji Xingxing next to him, some things can't be said clearly: "I talked to Ji some time ago...... One of the subordinates of the chief learned to shoot. ”

Song Kangning temporarily found this title for Ji Xingxing, so that Ji Xingxing almost didn't choke on his own saliva!

"Wufu, you either call me by my name, or Brother Ming. ”

Song Kangning was also shocked by Ji Xingxing's name for himself, this person is pure and "revenge".

He had just heard Song Ping'an call his nickname, and this was the call.

The nickname is called by relatives and friends, no matter how much it is, it can be counted as an old neighbor for many years, Ji Xingxing is really not familiar with himself to the point that he calls the nickname so smoothly!

Song Kangning glared at Ji Xingxing, who was full of smiles, and slowly squeezed out three words: "Brother Ming!"

There is no way to call him by name, in the end it is rude, Song Kangning actually has only one choice.

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