The No. 1 position at Dutian Racecourse has always been reserved exclusively for Gu Tingyin's Jiaoyue.
For so many years, although Haoyue has long since ceased to play, she still occupies the first place.
And now, Qingfeng became number two.
The annual Jockey Club race lasts for three days. During this period, because there will be several races, more than one champion horse will be born.
Qingfeng came to prominence last year, but in fact there was another champion horse who also won the first place at that time.
The reason why it can be ranked second is obviously because of Shen Li.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I went to see Qingfeng." Shen Li said.
Gu Tinglan laughed and said:
"Anyway, you've come back now, and you have plenty of time. If you miss it, just go to the racecourse. It should miss you very much."
Shen Li nodded: "I plan to go there in the afternoon."
The servant brought a scone, and two glasses of peach juice.
Chen Li picked up the cup and took a sip, the cold and sweet taste spread between her lips and teeth.
She continued to look back.
After she finished reading, Gu Tinglan asked, "How is it? Apart from Qingfeng, is there anyone else you like?"
This information was specially produced. The racecourse made a comprehensive judgment based on all aspects of the horse race, and specially marked all the horses that had the hope of winning the championship.
And the one presented to the members will not have this mark.
Shen Li thought for a moment and said:
"No. 7, No. 11, and No. 16 seem to be good. However, the specific situation still needs to be seen with one's own eyes."
Hearing this, Gu Tinglan raised her brows slightly, leaned back and smiled.
"A Li, your vision in this area is really amazing. According to the feedback from the racecourse, these horses are indeed the best."
There are eight horses marked as champions, but in fact there are still high and low points.
He didn't expect Shen Li to pick out the horses with the highest hope of winning so accurately just after reading such a paper material.
Shen Li held the cup:
"I'm lucky."
It's not just luck anymore.
"I remember you won several bets at the Jockey Club last year?" Gu Tinglan asked with a smile, "It's a pity that you only took 100,000 principal that time, otherwise you would have made a lot of money."
At that time, he gave Shen Li an S-level membership card, and Shen Li took the 100,000 yuan to play back and forth.
He had seen her record at that time, there were wins and losses, but most of them still won.
"Your winning percentage at that time was definitely better than 90% of the people."
There are many people who gamble on horses at the Jockey Club every year, but there are still very few who can reach her winning percentage.
Shen Li smiled, with a casual tone:
"The novice's luck is always better. What's more-compared to that Saint, it's still far behind."
Strictly speaking, she bet more times than him, and she hit all of them. Compared with Saint who only bet on the last bet, she was actually slightly better.
It's a pity that her principal is so poor that no one else earns as much in the end.
Gu Tinglan couldn't help laughing:
"After all, he is an SSS member, and he has been betting on horses for several years. He is considered a veteran and has rich experience. There were so many people betting on horses at the Jockey Club last year, and he won the most. This kind of person—why do you want to compare with him. "
Chen Li took another sip of peach juice, but didn't speak.
Gu Tinglan didn't care too much, and said:
"If there is no problem, this information will be sent."
Shen Li nodded: "Okay. Thank you little uncle."
"Why are you being polite to me?"
As Gu Tinglan spoke, the phone rang suddenly.
He glanced, it was a call from his clinic.
He walked to the side and picked it up: "Hello."
Shen Li picked up the schedule of the Jockey Club and read it again.
Gu Tinglan made this call for several minutes, and Shen Li heard something vaguely, which seemed to be something about his clinic.
After a while, Gu Tinglan hung up the phone and came back.
Shen Li looked at his expression and asked: "Little uncle, what's the matter?"
"nothing."
Gu Tinglan shook his head,
"There is a patient who named me and wanted to seek psychological counseling."
But he will stay in Hong Kong City for the next period of time, so naturally he can't go back to see a doctor.
The other party was a little stubborn, and stayed at the clinic all the time, saying that he would wait for him.
The assistant had no choice but to call Gu Tinglan to prove that he really didn't have time recently, so he persuaded him to go back.
As a doctor, it is inevitable that you will encounter all kinds of patients.
Gu Tinglan has been in this industry for several years, and this is not the first time he has encountered such a situation.
He puts away the phone:
"If there are no other problems, this matter will continue to proceed normally, and you don't have to worry too much."
Shen Li's peach blossom eyes curved beautifully:
"Thank you little uncle."
…
Capital, Lu Group.
In the office, Lu Huaihe looked at the contract in his hand.
Yi Bin said:
"Second Young Master, Yu's Media's "Phantom God" is trying to cooperate with our theaters. They hope that we can give more shares."
Lu Huaiyu put down the contract and asked quietly:
"Where is Sheng Guang?"
Yi Bin was taken aback:
"Shengguang didn't say anything, because they had signed a contract with us before. No matter what, we will allocate a certain amount of films to their movies."
"Yu's Media wants to seize theater resources, but Sheng Guang didn't say anything?"
Lu Huai raised eyebrows,
"As far as I know, several other major theater chains in China have successively expressed their intention to assign most of them to Yu's Media. The film by Sheng Guang should be released at the same time as them, right?"
Yi Bin hesitated for a moment, then said:
"That's right. But Er Shao, Yu's Media's "Phantom God" is much stronger than Sheng Guang's "Chasing Light" in terms of investment and cast lineup. These two projects are not at the same level. The fact that Sheng Guang doesn't fight is because he knows he can't fight, right?"
The industry has high expectations for "Phantom God".
Lu Huai and his eyelids drooped slightly, thoughtfully, for a moment, his slender and even fingers tapped lightly on the table.
"The cooperation with Yu's Media has been rejected, and the theater resources are still left to Shengguang."
Yi Bin was surprised:
"Second Young Master?"
Lu Huaihe leaned against the back of the chair with a lazy smile on his lips.
"The boss of Shengguang has always had a good vision."
Good night
(end of this chapter)