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After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Shu Wen's face changed, and he said: "Young man, don't talk too much, this race has gathered the best eleven horses in the world, each of which has won many championships......

There were a total of twelve horses participating in the last race, and Dr. Shu Wen only said eleven of them, obviously not thinking that Zhuang Rui's chasing wind can be listed as a world famous horse, which is also a refutation of Zhuang Rui's wild words just now. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I don't know why, although Dr. Shu Wen really wants to ease the relationship with Zhuang Rui, but every time he sees Zhuang Rui's confident appearance, he can't help but want to say something to hit this young man.

Dr. Shu Wen also analyzed this kind of problem, and the result made him speechless, he was actually a little jealous of Zhuang Rui, jealous that he was so young that he could create such a big industry with his bare hands.

You must know that Dr. Shu Wen was still a lawyer when Zhuang Rui was so old, and later took over the old man's industry, and only began to emerge in the business world temporarily, not that Dr. Shu can't tolerate people, but Zhuang Rui, a young man, is too good.

Zhuang Rui's father-in-law also belongs to a wealthy family, but on the contrary, the Qin family has to rely on Zhuang Rui's snort, and this comparison is superior.

"Hehe, Dr. Shu, records are used to be broken, champions are used to not be surpassed, from today on, chasing the wind in the horse racing world, will become a legend!"

The race is about to start, Zhuang Rui doesn't want to hide the strength of chasing the wind anymore, and after this race, the glory of thoroughbreds dominating sprint racing will be history.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to wait and see that old man......"

Shu Wen was laughed at by Zhuang Rui's arrogant words, those Hong Kong Island disciples are all juniors, and they are all pretending to be mature in front of him, and it is the first time he has seen a young man like Zhuang Rui.

...... "Chase the wind, come on, run as fast as you can, nǎinǎi, let those who question you drop their jaws......"

After entering the stable, Zhuang Rui used his aura to comb Chaifeng's body, humming comfortably in Chaifeng's mouth, and his big head kept swinging, as if he was answering Zhuang Rui's words.

Zhuang Rui looked back at Timur and said with a smile: "Brother Timur, do you know how much money you won in the last game?"

"How much?"

Timur shook his head, he vaguely seemed to hear Zhuang Rui on the phone before, saying that he was betting 50 million, but he really didn't know what was going on.

Zhuang Rui said lightly: "I pressed 50 million Hong Kong dollars for chasing the wind, and I won almost 100 million ...... for the first time in chasing the wind."

"Ten...... 1 Billion Hong Kong ...... HKD?that...... How much is that?"

Zhuang Rui's words frightened Timur, in the hearts of these steppe men, wealth is calculated in cattle, sheep and horses.

Timur and Batel were both relatively wealthy people on the steppe, but they only had one hundred and ten horses in the horse farm, and if they were all sold, it would be hundreds of thousands, and he really couldn't imagine what a nine-figure fortune was.

"Hehe, Timur An'an, I am going to invest all this money in the charity foundation to help the out-of-school children in Inner Mongolia, but I can't share it with you......" Seeing Timur's surprised look, Zhuang Rui laughed.

China is too big, Zhuang Rui can't help so much no matter how rich he is, he can only choose to help some areas, and he confessed in Inner Mongolia, of course Zhuang Rui will not be stingy, anyway, the money will be spent.

"No...... No, I don't want it, thank you Zhuang Rui'an answer, you can still think about our steppe......" Timur waved his hand again and again, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Rui would give him money.

"Timur replied, I can't give you that money, but you can't do without the money you should take......"

Zhuang Rui looked at Timur with a puzzled look, and said: "Chasing the wind won the race, and won a total of 8.4 million Hong Kong dollars in prize money, according to the practice of the competition, I will take 70% of this money, and the remaining 30% will be owned by the jockey and the horse trainer, we don't have a horse trainer, so this 30% is all Timur's answer to you......"

"Eight million four million, thirty percent?"

Timur was a little dazed by what Zhuang Rui said, and after thinking about it in his heart for a while, he straightened out these numbers, and said with wide eyes: "That's ...... Isn't that two million five hundred and twenty thousand?"

"No, no, Zhuang Rui'an replied, I can't ask for this money, isn't it just riding and chasing the wind for a lap......?

"Timur replied, listen to me first, this money ...... You have to take it, and after the next game, the money you get in your hand may be more than 10 million, we are brothers, doesn't my wealth mean that you get rich? Don't shirk anymore......"

Zhuang Rui interrupted Timur's words, the total prize money of the last event is 50 million, accounting for more than half of the prize money of this event, if Chasing the wind gets the first place, then Zhuang Rui will get 35 million, 30% of Timur's distribution, and there are more than 10 million.

"This ...... Is this appropriate?"

Timur's head will be a little numb, millions of wealth, in Zhuang Rui's mouth, is like a number, it is effortless to say, which makes Timur feel an extreme unreality.

"Yes, Timur replied, let's talk about this later, the game is about to start, you can run as fast as you can run anyway, how fast can you run......

Zhuang Rui saw Timur's dizzy appearance, and he didn't dare to stimulate him anymore, in case this guy was overstimulated, it would be troublesome to fall down during the game.

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Timur said seriously: "Zhuang Rui'an, don't worry, I don't want the money, and I will definitely run first......"

Timur is not talking big, the Mongolian people who have lived in the steppes for generations, regardless of men, women and children, have spent half of their lives on horseback, and they are as familiar with horses as they are with their own legs.

Although Timur may not be able to compare with those jockeys in some of the techniques of modern horse racing, his horse sense is incomparable to that of all the jockeys in the field, even if he is drunk, Timur can ride on the horse safely and steadily, which is an innate instinct.

With such an excellent horse as Chasing the Wind, if Timur can't run first, then he really doesn't have the face to see Zhuang Rui again.

Soon, the staff of the racecourse led the horses to the starting place, according to the order of the position of the horse track, to weigh before the race, Timur and Chasing the wind as the temporary supernumerary personnel in this race, naturally lined up on the twelfth track.

"Oh my God, I'm not mistaken? That man, wearing a racesuit, is he a jockey?"

"It should be, there was a game just now, it seems that he ran ......"

"It's incredible, amazing Chinese, can a person of such stature also participate in horse racing?"

Timur led the wind chase just into the venue, it attracted the attention of many jockeys and horse owners, although there were many people who watched the morning race, but from the telescope to see Timur, and now see himself, there is still a great visual contrast.

The jockeys participating in this race, except for Timur, are basically all foreigners, they are all famous jockeys who are quite high in the world ranking, and when they see a tall Chinese in their peers, the ghosts can't help but be a little surprised, and they can't help but look and whisper.

However, this time, the on-site staff no longer dared to underestimate Chasing Wind and Timur, and the old staff who had worked in the racecourse for more than 20 years was transferred to another department because of inappropriate words.

The rest of these staff members are all people who have seen the miracle of chasing the wind with their own eyes, and they are enthusiastic about Timur in Cantonese, but their actions are wrong, and Timur doesn't even understand a word.

When Timur weighed for the last time, the ghost jockeys all gathered, and when they saw the weight of more than 100 kilograms, they immediately glared at Timur as if they had seen a ghost, and even forgot to make a mockery.

These ghost jockeys are a little confused, whether they are participating in horse racing or elephant racing, how can there be a jockey who is stronger than a horse?

However, as the race got closer and closer, they didn't have time to delve into this matter, and began to use various means to train their horses, striving to make the horses burst out with the strongest physical strength at the start.

With three minutes to go, the jockey and the horses were already on the starting grid, with a group of owners standing further behind, waiting for the race to begin.

"Young man, are you nervous?" Dr. Shu Wen stood beside Zhuang Rui.

"It's okay, nervous or not, the result will be the same......"

Zhuang Rui smiled, with a breezy appearance, no one in this world knows more about the strength of chasing the wind than Zhuang Rui, as long as he uses half of his strength, chasing the wind is enough to win this game.

"Is he really that sure?"

Seeing Zhuang Rui's appearance, Dr. Shu Wen felt a little uneasy, but after thinking of some arrangements in the Jockey Club, the uneasiness in Dr. Shu Wen's heart disappeared.

In this world, there is no absolute fairness, especially the sports with the color of "gambling", which are mixed with many unknown insiders.

Betting on horses seems fair, but in fact, it also has a dirty side, but most people don't know it.

"Five, four, three, two, one, bang!"

With the sound of a starting gun at the end of the countdown, the closed twelve wooden fences bounced outward at the same time, and the twelve shadows like lightning rushed out in an instant, and the game was ...... Here we go!