Huo Jinyu walked straight to the display case, picked up a black racing suit, and asked as she changed, "Want to buy a ticket?"
After asking, he turned his head and added: "Is the money enough?"
Jiang Qingzhou hummed: "I'll buy the smallest bet. It doesn't cost much. The important thing is to participate."
A week ago, because of what Huo Jinyu did, he had another supermarket under his name with zero rent all year round. Although he had only taken over it for a week, the supermarket had sufficient goods and the customer flow was booming after the "domineering boss-style cool weather" promotion that day. The supermarket was crowded from morning to night.
Among them, students from Kyoto University are the most conspicuous. They often come to supermarkets in groups to check in and shop. The benefit they bring is that the store's turnover increases rapidly.
To this end, he added another cash register and recruited several new employees. Now the supermarket has two cash registers every day, with an average daily turnover of about 100,000.
At the end of a week, he not only paid off the meal money he owed Huo Jinyu easily, but also saved 600,000 yuan. He used half of it to purchase goods, and the remaining half was all in the card and could be withdrawn at any time.
The occasion like today has been described in the book, so at this moment Jiang Qingzhou was like opening the eyes of God, he knew who to bet on to ensure a win.
Thinking that he could at least double his savings tonight, the smile on Jiang Qingzhou's face never disappeared.
Huo Jinyu caught a glimpse of Jiang Qingzhou smiling, and suddenly raised his thin lips slightly: "Do you know what the minimum bet is?"
"... Ten thousand?" Jiang Qingzhou hesitated and reported a number.
Huo Jinyu did not answer, but her beautiful peach blossom eyes raised a smile as she looked at him.
Jiang Qingzhou knew that he had guessed wrong. He paused and raised the amount carefully: "Then... 50,000? 100,000... 500,000..."
None of them. Jiang Qingzhou hissed in vain: "It can't be one million, right?"
Because the protagonist is a racing driver, and it seems that racing drivers are not allowed to participate in betting, the book does not give a specific description of the betting amount for this event. It only writes after the event that those wealthy businessmen bet on the wrong person and lost a lot of money.
Huo Jinyu seemed very satisfied to see Jiang Qingzhou's startled expression, which looked like a little rabbit with its fur standing on end, showing both shock and astonishment.
It would make him feel inexplicably happy.
Then, he signaled Jiang Qingzhou with his eyes to take his wallet, took out a black card from it and handed it to Jiang Qingzhou, saying casually: "Use mine."
"This is not good..."
"Your profit is your loss."
Jiang Qingzhou's words were interrupted by Huo Jinyu, who swallowed them back. What he said was too generous and domineering, and did not leave him any room to refuse.
It is this plot and these words that make people feel ashamed as if their toes are touching the ground. It is so childish!
The overbearing president in the old TV series appeared before my eyes.
"Come out with me, don't be so petty. I can't afford to lose face by buying the minimum bet."
"Buy something bigger, don't let others make fun of you."
This seemed to be true. He came here with Huo Jinyu. If he was really stingy and only bought the smallest bet, Huo Jinyu would become the topic of conversation among those rich kids after dinner tomorrow.
After thinking it through, Jiang Qingzhou gave Huo Jinyu an "OK" gesture and smiled brightly: "I'll listen to you. If I win, just give me a little hard work fee."
When it comes to spending money, who doesn’t know how
Huo Jinyu clicked his tongue and said, "What a stupid rabbit." He wouldn't even take the money.
"… "
Jiang Qingzhou pretended not to hear. Like Huo Jinyu, he chose a black racing suit with only a few white stripes on the shoulders and neck.
The dressing mirror in the fitting room reflected two figures standing shoulder to shoulder, and the figure on the left was obviously a head taller than the one on the right.
As if they had some kind of telepathic connection, Huo Jinyu leaned to the side and stretched out his hand to measure the height and weight of Jiang Qingzhou's head. Then he muttered to himself, "What a thin waist."
Jiang Qingzhou: “…” Just touch it if you want, but why do you say it in such a surprised tone? What does that mean
Can't boys have thin waists
"You can tell at a glance that it's malnutrition."
Jiang Qingzhou's expression suddenly became extremely subtle. He didn't know whether Huo Jinyu had eyes or not, or whether her eyes were just for decoration.
He is less than 1.8 meters tall and has a small frame, so he may look a little thin, but he can't be said to be so ugly as to be malnourished, right
Can you speak
Jiang Qingzhou slapped away the hands that were pressing on his waist, rolled his eyes, and exaggeratedly said something that seemed to show concern but was actually sarcastic: "Oh my god! Please be careful with your hands, be careful not to hurt your precious hands with my bones!"
He heard "you" twice in a row with completely different intonations, which made Huo Jinyu's whole body freeze for a moment. After coming back to his senses, he stammered and coughed twice unnaturally.
“I went to the track.”
After saying this hurriedly, Huo Jinyu turned around and walked away quickly.
Not long after, a waiter in a tuxedo knocked on the door. Jiang Qingzhou went to open the door. The waiter smiled just the right way and nodded at Jiang Qingzhou, saying, "Sir, the first game tonight will start in ten minutes. If you still want to participate in the betting, you can go to the viewing platform now to have a look."
Jiang Qingzhou nodded and said, "Let's go to the viewing platform and take a look."
The waiter led the way, and Jiang Qingzhou followed the waiter to the banquet hall on the 19th floor that he had passed by not long ago.
Because the viewing platform that the waiter mentioned is right next to the banquet hall on the 19th floor. Passing through the grand and magnificent banquet hall, there is a passage several dozen meters long that is like a time tunnel.
At the end of the passage is an open-air square with a number of wall-mounted LED display screens standing upright, broadcasting live 360-degree live broadcasts of several tracks on the underground floor from all angles.
There is a racing car parked on each track. Except for the color and license plate number, they are all the same model and configuration.
The basic information of the car, as well as who the matching racer is, whether he has participated in racing competitions before, and whether he has won any awards, scrolls synchronously next to it, making it convenient to buy bets.
Ten racing cars are lined up in a row, and ten racers start the race.
It was the first time that Jiang Qingzhou saw this high-tech viewing platform. He stared at it intently. He felt as if he had suddenly traveled from the modern world into the future technological world.
Sure enough, the racing competitions organized by wealthy families would not disappoint people. Jiang Qingzhou held his chin with one hand, and there were noisy voices in his ears. At a glance, the square was crowded with people. Almost everyone was like him, staring at the LED screens, concentrating on discussing who to bet on to win the first game.
Jiang Qingzhou quickly found a familiar name among the ten racers—Wu Su.
If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the champion of the first warm-up match tonight.
Glancing at the bet amount next to it, Jiang Qingzhou's eyes widened slightly and he almost blurted out a swear word.
… He guessed right, the minimum bet is one million
Jiang Qingzhou counted carefully several times. The straight "1" was followed by six smaller 0s, making sure it was one million and he had no mistake.
Thinking about how he had planned to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy the smallest bet, Jiang Qingzhou was so embarrassed that he wanted to cover his face. Fortunately, Huo Jinyu stopped him and handed him a black card.
After preparing himself mentally, Jiang Qingzhou was able to remain calm when looking at the "Heavenly Bet" with a maximum amount of 10 million.
Knowing who the champion of the first game was, Jiang Qingzhou bought Wu Su for 10 million without any hesitation.
Because each racer's winning odds are determined based on the events they have participated in in the past.
If a driver has won a lot in the past, the odds will be relatively low. After all, no one is a fool. They will definitely observe the previous races of the driver and choose the driver who has won the most races.
If you have won little in the past, then the odds will be high. It's a gamble of heartbeat and the ability to recognize a good horse. It all depends on whether you are that good horse trainer.
For example, in this first race, all ten racers have won the championship before, so their odds are not too different, ranging from 1.5 to 3.
Everyone has their own abilities. Whether you can choose the horse you like from them depends on how sharp your vision is.