After arranging everything, Ouyang Zhibin breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that he would earn 1 billion yuan later, he was extremely excited.

Of course, since this gambling contract has been placed under the public's eyelids, the low-end cheating method will definitely be detected.

Competing with Jiang Chen, it is necessary not only to highlight fairness, but also to make others feel that he has won above board, which requires a little cooperation.

"Mr. Jiang, let's bet on horses later, what rules do you think are better?" asked Ouyang Zhibin pretendingly.

Jiang Chen swiped his mobile phone, looked at today's news on Hong Kong Island, and said lightly: "You arrange!"

Ouyang Zhibin and Ying Zilong glanced at each other, and a hint of pride flashed in their eyes.

"Does Mr. Jiang know how to ride a horse?"

Jiang Chen nodded: "Yes!"

Ouyang Zhibin snapped his fingers: "Okay, the game is played like this......" He stood up and paced on the ground excitedly, saying as he walked: "1 billion, after all, it is not a small number, for the sake of fairness, we play 3 rounds, and the first person to win 2 games wins, how about it?"

A smile flashed at the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth: "You arrange!"

"Okay, happy!" Ouyang Zhibin was extremely excited as he watched Jiang Chen step by step into the trap he had set.

After all, if it was only one round, he was still a little worried.

Jiang Chen dared to agree so decisively, would there be fraud?

Of course he thought about it.

However, in order to improve the error tolerance rate, he still changed it to three rounds, even if he lost one game, he had a way to win the next two games without giving Jiang Chen a chance.

"In the first game, the meeting will start immediately, we will choose our own horses, predict the first and second places, who guesses who wins, how about it?"

"In the second game, draw lots for horse racing, since Mr. Jiang can ride a horse, then we will draw a horse and do our own jockey competition, and the first one to reach the finish line will win!"

"What if the first two games don't have a winner, and the third game is the same as the first game?"

Ouyang Zhibin is really a ghost, a ghost, these seemingly fair conditions are of great benefit to him.

He is one of the few jockeys on Hong Kong Island who has participated in international competitions and won awards.

The jockey circle is very small, and Ouyang Zhibin, a well-known or skilled jockey, has seen it, and there is no shadow of Jiang Chen, so he is confident that he will crush Jiang Chen on horseback.

As for choosing horses.

As the director of Sha Tin Racecourse, which one is good, which one is in poor condition, and the door is clear.

Besides, he will explain to the jockey later, which one is chosen by Jiang Chen, and which one will be released.

Fighting with him is simply looking for death!

"Well, this competition system is indeed very reasonable, you can!" Jiang Chen nodded.

Ouyang Zhibin laughed and applauded: "I appreciate Brother Jiang more and more now, I'm really curious about your background, it's so atmospheric!"

"It's okay, I'll know when I win the game!"

Ouyang Zhibin's eyes were full of contempt, and he laughed dryly: "Then I wish Brother Jiang his wish!"

"Well, since everyone has no objection, I will send this competition procedure to the organizing committee and the media to inform everyone!"

Ouyang Zhibin waved his hand, summoned a beautiful secret technique, whispered a few times in her ear, and then sent her to run errands.

"Brother Jiang, it's still half an hour before the start of the first race, why don't I take you to the racecourse to see the horse races?" Ouyang Zhibin pretended to invite generously.

Jiang Chen couldn't ask for it, so he nodded in agreement.

Sha Tin Racecourse, warm-up training ground.

The race is about to begin, and the jockey, wearing a red jacket and white breeches, is warming up on the track on a racing horse.

Jiang Chen, Ouyang Zhibin, Ying Zilong, Zheng Qingling, Wei Qingqing and others stood at the fence on the side of the track, looking at the warm-up horses inside.

Feeling the wind brought by the horses running by, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed.

Such a close encounter with horse racing, a group of celebrities are particularly excited.

"Wow...... Isn't that maroon horse a joy Jinbao, I often watch it on TV!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Your white one is the Cape of Good Hope, and I love buying it!"

"Tsk, Cui He...... I saw Cui He......"

Ouyang Zhibin saw a group of celebrities crazy about their horses, and was very proud: "I'll call them over!"

Immediately, he bent his fingers and put them on his tongue, a whistle.

All 14 warm-up horses on the track galloped over.

"Wow! that's amazing......" a group of actresses screamed.

Ouyang Zhibin straightened his bow tie and said with a red face: "Touch it if you like, their hair is very soft!"

These fourteen horses seemed to know Ouyang Zhibin, and ran to the fence, snorting hot air in their mouths, snorting excitedly, and the jockeys above also greeted Ouyang Zhibin one by one.

The women excitedly touched the horse's back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Chen's whole body was full of true qi, he quietly transported the true qi to the palm of his hand, and then quietly slapped it towards one or two horses.

The two horses didn't notice it at all, but their tails moved as if they were driving away flies.

After admiring it for two minutes, the horses went to warm up again, and Jiang Chen and the others returned to the VIP room.

When they entered, there were three cameras inside, and the footage in the box began to be broadcast live in real time.

"Mr. Jiang, the race starts in 10 minutes, we can now write down our predictions on paper, and we will see the results directly!"

Ouyang Zhibin proposed.

At this moment, two notaries approached them, gave them pens and a folder, and motioned to write the prediction on it.

Jiang Chen took the pen, didn't think about it, and wrote No. 6 first, No. 9 second.

Ouyang Zhibin wrote No. 10 first, No. 5 second.

When the notary showed the two pieces of paper in front of the camera, he put their predictions on the front table.

Ouyang Zhibin saw that Jiang Chen chose No. 6 and No. 9, although he was calm on the surface, he smiled in his heart.

No. 6 and No. 9, who have been running in the racecourse for half a year, have been tepid, have never had a bright result, and have been hovering around 7-10 places.

On the other hand, No. 10 and No. 5 are often the favorites to win the championship.

Seeing Jiang Chen's answer, many celebrities glanced at each other, the ridicule in their eyes flashed, some gloated, and some shook their heads in regret.

Li Zi often watched Marseille, and when she saw Jiang Chen choosing two straw bales, she shook her head and scolded Jiang Chen.

In the first game, Jiang Chen was out of play.

As soon as the predictions of the two were announced on the big screen on the field, the audience exploded.

Voices of discussion and surprise abounded.

How could anyone choose that?

Even if you don't choose the big hits No. 10 and No. 5, you might as well choose No. 11 and No. 14!

What to choose No. 6 and No. 9, it's too illiterate, right?

It's just a deliberate loss!

The disappointment on Zheng Qingling's face was also very obvious, he thought that Jiang Chen, as a master, had a first-class vision, but he didn't expect to choose a waste horse!

Inside the VIP box.

Whether it was the celebrities, the cameraman, or the notary and the reporter, they all looked at Jiang Chen with mocking eyes.

On the other hand, Jiang Chen is just drinking tea leisurely.

Two minutes later.

With a command, the fence opened, and 14 horses rushed out.

(End of chapter)