12dz Chapter 165: Tips for Horse Racing
Chapter 165: Tips for Horse Racing
Small Jewish home.
Ye Haoxuan and Little Youtian were picking vegetables when suddenly a figure ran by and he couldn't help but frown.
He had already seen that this person was Fang Zhanbo.
After a while, Fang Zhanbo walked in.
"Brother Xuan, Xiaomin said you were here, so I came."
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"No, nothing."
Fang Zhanbo took out a red envelope from his trouser pocket and handed it to Ye Haoxuan:
"Brother Xuan, this is my red envelope. You accepted me as your younger brother, but I haven't given you the red envelope yet."
“This is not the money you gave me.”
Ye Haoxuan took it, took a look at it, and frowned even more tightly.
They are all worth one thousand Hong Kong dollars, at least twenty or thirty thousand.
"I won this betting on horses."
"Well, I studied Kung Fu with Tony until late last night, and I got up early today and studied with Xiu for over two hours before going to the horse racing."
"I won over a hundred thousand, and I gave you twenty-eight thousand."
"I plan to give the rest to Sister Ling."
The little Jew's eyes widened in shock. "Wow, I won so much!"
Fang Zhanbo looked very proud, "That's right, I found the trick."
The Jewish kid: "What's the trick? Nine times out of ten, I lose."
“Losing money starts with winning money.”
"You'd better not dwell on this."
Fang Zhanbo: "You don't understand. I'm not bragging. I'm betting on horses now, and I definitely won't lose."
The Jewish kid: “How is that possible?”
“Nothing is absolute in this world.”
Fang Zhanbo: "Why not? Because someone is the one doing the horsework."
“Every horse race is controlled by those bullies.”
"Which horse comes first? It's all predetermined. Did you know that?"
The Jew: "Do you know them?"
Fang Zhanbo: "I don't know him."
The Jewish boy: "That's right, you don't know him."
"Who can tell you which horse will win in which race?"
Fang Zhanbo pointed to his head and said, "As for me, I use this part. I really found the trick."
"Uncle Fatty said, we want face and foreigners want money."
"When our horse owners know their horses have a chance, they spread the word. They want to save face."
"That's not the case with foreign horse owners. They saw this opportunity and let their horses win."
"If you come out and create an upset, you'll make money."
"Do you understand?"
The little Jew nodded, looking at Ye Haoxuan and asked:
"Ah Xuan, is that so?"
Ye Haoxuan smiled lightly and said lightly:
"Let him continue."
"He won't give up until he finishes."
Fang Zhanbo: "I'm telling you, whenever our horses are hot, you should pay attention to foreign horses."
Little Jew: "With so many foreigners, how do you know which one to buy?"
"Are you going to buy them all?"
Fang Zhanbo: "That's a good question. That's the problem."
"As for the remaining horses owned by foreign owners, don't buy those that are too cold, and don't buy those that are too hot either."
"Just buy one that's neither too hot nor too cold."
"Let me put it this way: whenever there's a human being acting as a horse, that horse won't be too cold."
"It's not good if it's too hot. If it's too hot, there's no money to be made."
The little Jew shook his head. "If it's that easy, there must be something wrong."
Fang Zhanbo: "Easy? Not easy at all."
“You have to go to the scene to see it.”
"I need to see if the jockey has given the owner a hint as to whether or not to add fuel in this race."
“Sometimes he might pull on the reins or lift his butt, which is not easy at all.”
"Brother Xuan, don't you think so?"
Ye Haoxuan handed him the 20,000 yuan in his hand and said, "You don't have to give me such a big red envelope."
"Your family is still in a difficult situation right now."
"These 20,000 yuan, plus the money you have on you, you give it to Sister Ling."
"There's only five thousand left, go bet on the horses."
Fang Zhanbo was stunned. "How did you know I wanted to go horse racing again?"
Ye Haoxuan: "Otherwise you won't be willing."
"If you lose these five thousand dollars, you'll just have to study kung fu for me from now on and not think about betting on horses, okay?"
Fang Zhanbo: "I understand, Brother Xuan."
Ye Haoxuan: "Zhanbo, the little Jew is right. It's too easy to go wrong."
"You're not the only smart one."
"If it were that easy, everyone would just bet on the horses and not have to work."
Fang Zhanbo thought for a moment, "But I think I've really found the trick."
Ye Haoxuan: "Then take these five thousand and try again."
"If you lose and still want to make up for it by betting on horses, don't blame me for not reminding you."
"If you want to avenge your father personally, you must study Kung Fu diligently. We can make money through unconventional means, but we must never rely on gambling."
Fang Zhanbo nodded, "Okay, Brother Xuan."
"I will learn Kung Fu well."
Ye Haoxuan: "I don't ask you to learn a lot, but I want you to learn seriously."
"Even if you can't become a master, I hope you can fight a few."
"Otherwise, how can you talk about revenge if you can't even protect yourself?"
"Ash is an expert. If you work hard, you can still learn something."
"Also, the little Jew's money was earned by her from the cracks in her teeth. If you dare to cheat her money to gamble, don't blame me for being rude."
Fang Zhanbo: "Okay, Brother Xuan, I won't do that. How dare I cheat my sister-in-law of her money?"
The little Jew blushed and said, "What are you talking about?"
Fang Zhanbo: "I said you are my sister-in-law. I only have Brother Xuan as my boss. You are my sister-in-law, so of course you are Brother Xuan's woman."
"Okay, I won't disturb you from chatting with Brother Xuan about love. I'll give the money to Sister Ling, and I'll try again with the remaining 5,000 yuan."
After saying this, he ran out.
The little Jew's face was covered with blushes, which was very charming.
Ye Haoxuan couldn't help but reach out and put his arm around her shoulders.
She shuddered all over, stood up hastily, and said in a panic:
"I, I'm going to cook. Let's eat here at noon."
Although she was moved, she had to control herself.
She couldn't harm Ye Haoxuan because she felt she had a congenital heart disease.
If nothing unexpected happens, she might be gone in three years.
Because her brother and sister both died at the age of 24.
With a God's perspective, Ye Haoxuan certainly knew what she was thinking.
So, I don't want to force her now.
Just then, the mobile phone that Ye Haoxuan placed on the table rang.
He took it, pressed the answer button, and put it to his ear:
"Hey... no need, just take a rest at the company and don't come back. The Jew will treat me to lunch at noon."
"Yes, she is very generous to me."
"Tonight? Let's talk about it later. I'll eat whatever you cook."
Qiu Ti always wanted to go out and find a job, so Ye Haoxuan had to let her go to work in his own engineering company first.
After hanging up the phone, the little Jew turned around and asked:
"Is it from A-Ti?"
Ye Haoxuan nodded.