really.
When she heard Gu Tinglan talk about it before, she had a vague premonition.
It really is…
She stared at the name for a few seconds, then moved her fingertips and clicked on it.
Saint's information unfolded before her eyes.
Name: Saint.
Age: unknown.
Gender: unknown.
Nationality: unknown.
Looking at the form, Shen Li raised her red lips slightly and snickered.
Unknown, unknown, except for a code name that can never be called a name, everything is unknown.
Further down is all the transaction records of Saint in the Jockey Club.
The most recent time was at the Jockey Club in August last year, betting on winning that sum.
Shen Li stared blankly at the familiar bank card number and the staggering amount behind it, and remained silent for a while.
Then, she got up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of ice water and came back.
She took a sip of water, the cold liquid flowed down, and the dry fire in her chest subsided a little.
For a moment, she continued to look down.
Saint's first record deal came five years ago.
The time is during the annual Jockey Club, and there are not many bets.
But—everything has been earned.
Although the previous few years were not as large as the last bet, they were definitely considered big profits.
The more Shen Li looked down, the more intense the nameless fire would be.
She took another sip of water, but this time she couldn't go down anymore.
She was so irritable that she simply chose to quit, out of sight and out of mind.
Going back to the previous page, under Saint is another name.
Gambler.
This list is arranged according to the latest transaction records. The more profitable the bet is, the higher the name will be.
Last year's Jockey Club, a total of seven members participated in horse betting.
Among them, Saint and Gambler are the two earning the most, so they are naturally at the top.
Of course, if the two were to compete...
The ranking of this list is enough to explain everything.
Shen Li clicked on Gambler's profile.
Like Saint, except for one code name, all other information is unknown.
It's just that this information shows that Gambler's first transaction was the year before last.
Moreover, although the number of years of participation is shorter than that of Saint, the number of bets is not less than that of the other party.
More importantly, it must be: it is also a win-win.
Compared with Saint, Gambler's betting amount is not high, but after winning so many games, the cumulative amount is not a small amount.
But people are afraid of comparison.
Shen Li thought of the numbers on the page she saw just now, and when she looked at this again, she suddenly felt that her breath was even more congested.
She closed the computer with a snap.
At this moment, the mobile phone she put aside rang.
She glanced, it was Wen Xiao's call.
"Hello."
She picked it up, her voice lowered slightly, with a hint of coldness.
Wen Xiao froze for a moment, then smiled:
"What's the matter? Who is so capable and offended you?"
Shen Li's personality is cold and introverted, and her emotions and anger are invisible. It is actually difficult for ordinary people to make her have such obvious mood swings.
That's why Wen Xiao felt strange.
"nothing."
Shen Li's brows and eyes were still restless,
"Just learned something, unlucky."
Wen Xiao: "..."
Are you really angry
He joked:
"The last time you were angry like this, it seems to be Saint?"
Shen Li suddenly became quiet.
The atmosphere stagnates.
Wen Xiao also realized something, and said in disbelief:
"... No way? Still—but you should have no other connection except the relationship between the creditor and the debtor. It's all right, why did people recruit you again?"
Besides, it wasn't in Leland.
Shen Li has no expression on her face:
"I know I still owe people money, but you don't need to remind me again and again."
Wen Xiao coughed:
"Just by the way... But what's going on with you today?"
Shen Li was silent for a while, then said:
"Do you remember how I made my second payment last year?"
"Remember, didn't you win money betting on horses in Hong Kong City?"
Wen Xiao flicked the lighter, then took out the cigarette case from his pocket, bit a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it with a "click".
Shen Li owed a huge debt in Lilan, which was repaid in installments.
Her most important source of income is selling paintings and underground racing.
It stands to reason that she earns a lot, but she owes more, and it is still not enough to put together.
Wen Xiao originally thought that she was going to default on her debts, but in the end, she successfully turned around during a trip to Hong Kong City.
but-
"The money you earned at that time was basically used to pay off the debt, right? There should only be a fraction left?"
Wen Xiao took a deep breath.
Shen Li said:
"There was a guy who made more than me at the time."
Wen Xiao coughed violently:
"Cough-cough-cough cough! You-you said cough-what!?"
Shen Li continued:
"That person is Saint."
Her tone was extremely calm, but to Wen Xiao's ears, it felt cold.
He managed to ease his cough, and he was startled.
"It's really Saint? Are you sure!?"
"The membership information of the Jockey Club is in my hands now."
"..."
That's right, Watada Racecourse is hers now, and of course she has the right to check it.
But it's too—
Wen Xiao came back to his senses:
"So, people not only swallow your hard-earned bonuses, but also earn more than you?"
There was a dead silence on the phone.
For some reason, Wen Xiao felt that even though he was only on the phone at this time and could not see anyone, he still felt a little bit of danger.
"cough."
Wen Xiao coughed dryly,
"Actually... anyway, it's not the first time you've lost to someone else, is it? Besides, at least this time, no one has tricked you into making you pay another debt. You said—"
Snapped.
Shen Li hung up the phone directly.
It's even more expensive at six o'clock in the afternoon~
(end of this chapter)