Bayan was immediately choked and speechless.

After all, he was too straightforward and was not good at speaking, so he could not argue with an old man like Dai Qin who had been in the Macao and Hong Kong society for three years.

Moreover, when he came to Macau and Hong Kong, he really wanted to make some money and go back to find a wife.

According to the rules of the competition, the total prize money of the competition he participated in was as high as HK$10 million, and the first-place racing horse would win 70% alone, which is seven million!

Then, out of these seven million, the owner will get 70% of them, while the trainer, jockey and horse house staff will divide the remaining 30%.

Huo Jingwen and Song Che have made it clear that they don’t want to pay (although Bayan still insists on distributing according to work). In other words, if Bayan really wins the championship, he will deduct taxes and get nearly five million yuan with Brother Ma.

Of course, Bayan had never expected to defeat other strong enemies. His small goal was to get a ranking and earn a million or eight hundred million. With this money, it was enough to buy a commercial house with decoration in Ordos City.

Seeing Bayan's lyrics missing, Dai Qin smiled and said, "Bayan, I heard from the people in my hometown that you are with Tana. Congratulations to you for having such a beautiful girl. As brothers, I sincerely wish you all the best."

"Daiqin, you..." Hearing these words, Bayan couldn't help but feel soft and remembered the time when everyone had galloped on the grassland.

At that time, Daiqin was so sunny and simple.

And now Dai Qin, who was standing in front of him, seemed to have changed into someone else, with a suit and lace, a greasy and pink face, no longer had a bright look in his eyes, and his smile was full of cunning and profound meaning.

"Okay, it's a happy thing to meet old friends in a foreign land. We don't need to be like enemies." Dai Qin said slowly: "I know very well the purpose of your visit to Macau and Hong Kong. It's just to make some money and go back to marry Tana. As a brother, I understand you very much, and I really want to fulfill you. After all, I don't want the tragedy that happened to me to happen again with you..."

When he said this, a trace of gloom appeared in Dai Qin's eyes, as if he remembered the unforgettable blow.

Bayan was worried about his old love and persuaded earnestly: "Daiqin, don't do this, those things have passed, that vain woman is not worthy of your sorrow, you shouldn't be like this for her..."

"Bayan, have you misunderstood something? It's good for me to do this now." Daiqin spread his hands and smiled: "I rely on my own abilities to make money. Is there any problem with this?"

"But……"

"Don't do it."

Daiqin finally expressed his true purpose: "I don't have time to reminisce about you now, so I have to go back to take care of the horse racing. I came to find you, mainly to help you."

"help me?"

"That's right." Dai Qin glanced at Brother Ma and frowned, "This horse should be a real sweat-blooded BMW. It's a pity that it has not undergone professional training at all. Just like you, you have no experience but want to break in and compete. Are you not afraid of falling into dust?"

Brother Ma seemed unable to tolerate being looked down upon, and again stomped his horse's hooves.

Dai Qin ignored it and continued, "As far as I say, Bayan, you don't have much chance of winning. If you don't want to be embarrassed, you still have time to withdraw from the competition. As long as you agree to withdraw and go back to the grassland immediately, draw a line with the young man named Song. Afterwards, I will give you all the bonus I received, as your wife's book. After all, we used to be brothers, and I don't mind whether you still recognize me as a brother, but I really don't want to see you unlucky."

Bayan was stunned, then his face turned red quickly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible! Since I promised Song An and others to come to participate in the competition, it would be impossible for him to retreat and be a coward!"

Dai Qin's face quickly became cold and he said sinisterly: "You are ungrateful!"

"You should be the one who is ungrateful!"

Suddenly, Binghan's words came from beside him.

Bayan and Daiqin turned their heads and saw Song Che walking towards him.

Looking at Dai Qin, Song Che sneered: "I just heard someone trying to instigate my jockey. Could it be that Lin Jiulong was worried that he would lose the game, so he sent you, the little pony boy, to disrupt the morale of the army?"

Dai Qin snorted coldly: "It is a good thing to be confident. If you are too confident, you are overestimating yourself. You really feel that you can win that purebred horse with this pair of completely amateur people and horses."

"How can you know if you don't try it? As the saying goes, are there any kings, princes, generals and ministers? You and most people think that only those delicate horses with blood are qualified to compete, but who sets the rules?"

Song Che said in a deep voice: "Are all things related to victory and honor only those high-ranking classes worthy of possession? And grassroots are destined to be able to look up and submit to the top and become stepping stones for the top class? Dai Qin, don't forget that you were also grassroots and had suffered from the pain of being bullied by the top class. Now you are blatantly looking down on the grassroots by being a horse-ridden class. You are truly overestimating your abilities! To put it bluntly, it is just a fox that pretends to be a tiger's power, and a dog relies on the power of others!"

In terms of verbal cannibalism, Song Dasheng has never lost anyone. After bombing it, Dai Qin immediately tasted the taste of being speechless and speechless, and it was quite heartbreaking!

Just when Dai Qin was about to be angry and embarrassed, Song Che habitually slashed the other person's heart: "By the way, you just said that you and Bayan came to Macau and Hong Kong to make money, so I need to correct it. No matter how Bayan wants to make a wife's fortune, he has at least adhered to principles and original intentions. Did your original intention really be a tycoon for the upper class from the beginning?"

“…”

In an instant, Dai Qin's face turned blue and red.

In the end, he didn't say a word, but just glared at Song Che hatefully, and turned his head and left.

Looking at Dai Qin's back, Bayan stumbled on his lips and suddenly shouted: "Odgen and the others have never blamed you. Everyone is waiting for you to return to the grassland!"

Hearing this, Dai Qin's steps suddenly stopped for a moment, but he still did not look back. After a while, he continued to turn against him.

Song Che knew that Dai Qin had no hesitation in this betrayal wasteland and refused to turn around...

"Song Che'an replied, he was really not like this before." Bayan said in a stern voice.

"I can only say that the world often changes people, but people cannot change the world." Song Che smiled: "But we can insist on not being polluted by those dirty things."

Bayan nodded heavily.

"So, keep your mind and treat this game with a normal mind, and don't be disturbed by that guy's words." Song Che knew that Dai Qin came over to play psychological warfare for Bayan. After reminding him, he turned his head and looked at Brother Ma and stretched out his left hand.

Brother Ma was waiting for this moment, and immediately turned his head and rubbed hard.

Kevin and Bayan couldn't help but feel deeply moved. No matter how they show good things about Brother Ma, Brother Ma is always unruly.

Only to Song Che, Little Ma Ge has become a "limbing horse", without a trace of temper, only gentleness and obedience.

At this moment, the radio from the horse house sounded, informing the jockeys and horse racing players participating in the first race that they were about to start preparing for entry.

As everyone listened sideways, the golden chrysanthemum on Song Che’s left hand quietly bloomed, revealing the shining golden elixir that moment appeared!

When Brother Ma saw it, a flash of splendor immediately burst out from his pupils. He also carefully stuck out his tongue and gently licked the golden elixir.

Seeing that Brother Xiao Ma was so desecrated by Taoist Master Qiu Chuji, Song Che smiled bitterly: "For your hard work, this is only once, and you will have to win the first place later."

Brother Ma sniffed a moment and stomped his feet again, as if expressing his determination to win, but after looking carefully, Brother Ma licked the golden elixir, his voice and aura seemed to be even more fierce...

...

When the first game was about to begin, Song Che also came to the VIP private room at Shatin Racecourse.

This should be the best private room with the entire horse farm, by the way, it is one of them.

Because there are other private rooms, the viewing angle is also very good.

These private rooms are scattered in the middle of the audience. At this height, you can not only see the game, but also fully feel the atmosphere of the field.

Song Che heard Huo Jingwen mention that these private rooms are generally not open to the public and are only for members of the Jockey Club Board of Directors and their relatives and friends, as well as some high-ranking officials and nobles from home and abroad.

For example, next door to Song Che's private room, there were two bodyguards who looked extraordinary and dressed in West Asia. When Song Che came in and asked Huo Jingwen casually, he found out that a member of the royal family of a certain oil country in West Asia came next door.

"Although this competition is not enough to be the world's top event, it is also the highlight of the horse racing industry in Macau and Hong Kong this year, because almost all the members of the Jockey Club board have arrived." Huo Jingwen reached out and pointed to the box diagonally outside the glass window and said, "For example, the old lady Li, who you call "Mr. Cucumber", has been living in the UK in recent years. This time, they have flew back to watch the competition... If you take a closer look, you should taste the reason here."

Song Che savored it carefully and immediately tasted it.

After a guess, I guessed that the reason why this Marseille competition, which was not originally conspicuous, became so eye-catching was nothing more than the reshuffle of the Jockey Club board!

After all, including Zhao Jialiang, Huo Changsheng and Mr. Cucumber, the Macao and Hong Kong tycoons, are already over 90 years old, and the Jockey Club executives will face a large-scale reshuffle in the next one or two years.

At the same time, this is also related to the major reshuffle of the power structure of Macao and Hong Kong!

Some people have expressed their views before that as the older generation of powerful people retreated, Macau and Hong Kong will usher in a new order.

In view of this, this horse racing attracted the attention of all kinds of bigwigs. Some bigwigs were just for the sake of enjoyment, while others were "the drunkard's intention was not to drink."

"Lin Jiulong is in another private room opposite."

Huo Jingwen suddenly turned his hand and pointed at another diagonally opposite, and said quietly: "According to the rules, we horse owners cannot bet, but there will still be people betting on the outside. It is said that this time Lin Jiulong bet 100 million for his purebred horse!"

Song Che smacked his lips: "It seems that he is determined to achieve it."
Chapter completed!