Chapter 687: Eight One Hundred Million
A short time later, on the racetrack outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a rider in a rider's suit walked out of the brake with a brown BMW.
Seeing this, Ouyang Mingmei stretched out her hand to take the telescope handed over by Su Shaoyan and looked at it with great interest.
"Wow, you're strong and your muscles are great!" Ouyang Mingmei has also seen a lot of good horses, so she can still tell whether a horse is good or bad.
Hearing Ou Yangming's words, Xiao Xinglie smiled.
"The father of this horse is a five-time King's Cup champion and his mother is also a three-time steeplechase champion. As for itself, it was just about to participate in the Copa del Rey when it was bought by Alie! ”
Hearing this, Ouyang Mingmei blinked in surprise, turned her head and looked at Xiao Xinglie incredulously and said, "Brother Lie, you are so capable!" Last time, I had my eye on a racehorse at the Copa del Rey and wanted to buy it, but the people at the Royal Club refused to sell it to me! ”
Hearing Ouyang Mingmei's words, Su Shaoyan smiled and asked, "Mingming, why didn't you sue me?" ”
When Ouyang Mingmei heard this, she turned her head to look at Su Shaoyan, scratched her head and whispered, "Brother Su, I originally wanted to say it to you, but then I thought about it and felt that it was not cost-effective. Also, I'm not that fond of horse racing, and that horse is in my hands to bury its chance to become famous! ”
Hearing Ou Yangming's words, the other three men couldn't help but laugh.
Ouyang Mingmei suddenly thought of something, and said to Xiao Xinglie again: "Brother Lie, there are still a few minutes to play!" ”
"Twenty minutes to go!" Raising his hand to look at his watch, Xiao Xinglie replied truthfully.
"That's it!" Ouyang Mingmei responded, then turned his head to Yan Zhu and the others on the sofa and shouted, "Hey, do you want to support Brother Lie!" ”
Yan Zhu stood up without thinking, walked up to Xiao Xinglie and asked, "Brother Lie, is it safe to win by buying your horse?" ”
When Xiao Xinglie heard this, he smiled and said to the waiter on the side: "What are the chances of winning the No. 8 horse!" ”
When the waiter heard this, he reached out and put the tablet he had been holding straight, and began to call up the latest evaluation report given by the trainer.
After a quick glance, the waiter looked up at Xiao Xinglie and said, "Mr. Xiao, the chance of winning the No. 8 horse is seventy-one percent!" ”
Hearing this, Xiao Xinglie turned his head to look at Yan Zhu and said with a smile: "Ah Zhu, you are satisfied!" ”
"It's only seventy-one percent!" Yan Zhu thought for a while and replied: "Since I have never liked to gamble, I won't bet heavily." ”
After the words fell, Yan Zhu said to the waiter: "No. 8 horse, ten million!" ”
When the waiter heard this, he immediately clicked it quickly with his hand on the tablet.
Shen Siru's situation definitely can't be bought, and Jian Shengnan also followed Yan Zhu to place a bet of 10 million.
When Ouyang Mingmei wanted to place a bet, she thought of Leng Rui, so she turned her head to look at Leng Rui, who had been silent and did not speak.
"Arrow, do you want to play?"
When Leng Rui heard this, he turned his head to look at Ouyang Mingmei, then shook his head and said, "Mingming, you can play!" ”
"Oh, well!" After Ouyang Mingmei nodded in response, she turned to the waiter and said, "Horse No. 8, 100 million!" ”
Hearing this, everyone present was very calm, only Leng Rui glanced at Ou Yang's bright back with a slightly complicated look