"So who do you think will win? Jackson ......" Meng Huan said immediately.

"He's choking enough...... Want me to think...... Zhang Han should be able to win......" Meng Yuyan said.

"Why?" Meng Huan asked puzzled.

"A woman's intuition is okay...... Meng Yuyan said.

She also knew that if she came up and ran like this, she would definitely lose in the end.

However, in her heart, she didn't want Jackson and Li Kexian to win.

"Okay...... It depends on your instincts...... Meng Huan said.

In front of them stood Zhou Jian's sister Zhou Min.

Zhou Min is surrounded by several second generations.

After all, the eldest lady of the Zhou family is rich, and those second generations don't have more pocket money than Miss Zhou for a month, so how can they not lick it well.

"Meng Huan, No. 36 White Horse, is the horse of our horse farm." Suddenly, a jockey put on his binoculars and said so.

After running the horse, end with a relaxing rest.

Then it was a contest of the remaining 18 horses.

"What's the matter?" Meng Huan asked.

"Massage...... That's a bad idea...... When you turn around, you will let Mr. Xu massage you...... When the time comes, it must be very comfortable...... Not yet, just your body, just your skin...... I pressed and pressed...... Fourth, the achievement ...... Bad way......" Meng Yuyan muttered in his heart.

"It must be a retention force, this kind of competition, how can you not leave a force." Zhou Min said.

"That's fine......" Shi Yi smacked his tongue.

Riding Zhang Han echoed: "There is a mistake! ”

Meng Yuyan also said: "But it's ...... A weak horse...... It proves that there is no foot strength......"

"Miss Zhou, Zhou Shao, this is a stay......" a second generation said.

Jockey A said: "I'm sure you're guessing wrong, there should be a lot of people in those seven generations who can doubt that this horse can run out." Of course, according to this egg-laying run, it is difficult for the horse to run out in the seventh round. Let's open a plate for us...... You doubt, no one will bet...... As long as you make a small profit, what will the boss say......"

The bottom of the racecourse stand.

Jockey A said directly: "Jackson's white horse and Luo Siying's snow-stepping black horse, this eldest son's white horse, must be guarded." ”

……

Especially Meng Yuyan and Li Kexian, they haven't consciously had such thoughts in their eyes.

Our methods look very professional, but in comparison, Mr. Xu's horse will show a comfortable smile for a while, and close his eyes for a while to enjoy it.

Zhuang Xue said under the horse: "If the weak horse is good! ”

And it means that there is no lack of stamina, and the seventh round can be won, at least it has not been proved that the horse is special.

"What do these seven think they should do?" Meng Huan reversed output.

At the moment, the manager of the racecourse and the two junior jockeys were also watching the race with binoculars.

Qi Zhuang nodded slowly and said, "It doesn't make sense...... Let's open a deal...... Anyway, after the first round, the horse needs to rest for a big hour...... We can't calculate the odds for us in the shortest possible time......"

It was very slow, and the seventh lap was finished.

"200,000! When we bought it, it only cost 10,000 ......" Meng Huan deliberately made a weak adjustment.

"Hehe......" Meng Huan smiled a little embarrassed and said, "I just sold it to Zhuang Xuepiao today......"

Mr. Xu said in a high-profile manner: "Then you are too ground, and the ground is quite a match...... And the horse, which looks weak......"

After all, there are horses that have been raised outside there for seven generations, and there are not too bad.

"In the future, it's not acupuncture, it's also about massaging you...... You are in charge, after acupuncture today, if you have to let me give you a bad press...... It's the position of the acupuncture, if you press it...... Can it be done? …… Yes...... It's unbearable to think about it...... Did you think about it...... I still have to ride a horse......" Zhuang Xuepiao muttered.

"It's a big profit, and it's also to exclude our eyes." The jockey said.

Of course, Meng Huan understood what he meant...... If the boss knew about it, he would still be furious......

"However, that Dr. Zhang's horse seems to be a bit evil...... A horse pulling a cart, so good at running......" said another second-generation.

Horses make a lot of noises, but it's hard to see some clues from their expressions.

Riding Zhang Han followed and said, "You think so too." But I heard that the eldest son of the Zhou family is domineering...... We haven't made a bet yet...... Let's have a 77 opening...... When the time comes, make a small profit ......"

The other horses are also massaged. It's just that the people who personally massaged the horse, there are only eight Billy, Ouyang Shanshan and Zhuang Xuepiao.

I just pass the buck!

Zhuang Xue also felt unreasonable, and said: "Who do they think can win?" ”

"Really......" Zhuang Xue's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he said, "He chose that horse...... Is it going to feel that the horse...... It's a BMW......"

Zhuang Xue said lightly: "The horses are all sold, how can I make up for it?" ”

My horses are massaged by the staff.

Li Kexian would rather lose to anyone than win against Zhou Jian. Therefore, you tried your best to speed up the horse, and finally drove Zhou Jian down.

"Understand a little bit ......," Mr. Xu said.

But Zhuang Xue still said: "That horse came when he was one year old...... Some people can see that it is...... You know horses again...... Just take care of running and making money...... Soma, but you're in charge ......"

"What do you know? It's just a bit brute force, and you have to lie down in the second round! "Definitely, 100% of the second round!" "Zhou Shao is staying strong now, it's not uncommon to compete with that kid!" "Phew! Zhou Shao is still rare to compete with that kid? What is that kid? It's just a door-to-door son-in-law! Zhou Shaoliu, what he really has to deal with Li Kexian! "That's right! But I look at that foreign devil and that mixed-race girl...... The strength seems to be quite weak...... "You see it's in vain, this mixed-race girl...... What a mistake...... Gee...... Compared with Sister Zhou, this is far behind...... "......

A few people looked out of their eyes, it was hard to feel, the little white horse enjoyed it very much, even we felt that if we were so massaged by Zhuang Xue, if it was very comfortable.

"I think you should have sold it for a few bucks, right?" The jockey said.

Another jockey said, "That'...... Scold...... Meng Huan...... That's right...... But that ......"

Shi Yi said with a smile: "Zhang Xiaofu, do you still know how to veterinarian?" ”

Wait until the seventh round, if you will pull your crotch!

Because Zhuang Xuepiao and Tang Xinrou were taken off the track, Wang Shuoming, Meng Yuyan, Tang Xingyu, and Shi Yi came to Mr. Xu's side. Similarly, Li Kexian asked the staff to serve his horse, and you also came to Mr. Xu's side to watch Mr. Xu massage the little white horse.

In addition to the VIP area, there is no office in the racecourse.

Even if the performance of the little white horse at the end is eye-catching and surprising, but very slowly we unanimously agree that the little white horse is not a rooster - a hard head.

Jockey A said: "Of course it's a way to make amends. ”

Xu always unexpectedly ran first, the seventh was Luo Siying, the eighth was Billy, and the seventh was Ouyang Shanshan...... The eighth is Li Kexian...... The first is Zhou Jian......

Mr. Xu also accompanied his little white horse, stroking on the ground, and regressing massage by the way.

Looking at the crowd of onlookers, they didn't say anything.

How could it be easy to stand out in the first round with a special horse.

(End of chapter)