financial hacker

Chapter 17
Chapter 18: The Crazy Horse Sutra

So he began to study these off-site factors that can determine the odds. After a few months, he was able to win a hundred bets, but he lost interest in betting on horses, so he started raising horses because he It was found that the role of horse breeders in the racetrack is somewhat like that of dealers in the stock market.

They are often able to control the outcome of the game by controlling their horses and riders. On the racecourse, it is actually the owners of these horses who win the most money!
Lin Zhifeng, who is used to being a banker in the stock market, is also a leading banker in the racetrack!

The horse he raises is named Zhonghua Mingzu, and that horse once won two annual championships at the London Jockey Club, winning tens of millions of prize money for him.

Although those bonuses are really nothing compared to his almost invincible wealth, it does not hinder Lin Zhifeng's love for horse racing.

At this moment, before he decided to study these two horse races that were related to his own profit, these memories of his previous life came to him one by one.

And now all he has to do is to regain what he has obtained through painstaking research in his previous life!
He first bought himself a cup of coffee, then stood there stretched, punched a set of punches, and his whole body suddenly became radiant.

Then he immediately plunged into the vast sea of ​​horse racing materials.

He displayed and searched for the information of the last fifty races of each participating horse, as well as the age, injury status, rider's body, and preferences of each horse, the owner's financial situation, preferences, etc., all of which he After sorting it into a folder, he began to learn more about the Sha Tin Racecourse, the Happy Valley Racecourse and the weather conditions in Hong Kong in recent days.

Because these materials are too numerous, he can't read them all at once, so he just put all these materials in a folder, and then copied them into a large-capacity MP4 of his own.

Lin Zhifeng planned to use his spare time these few days to get these things done.

In the next two days, Lin Zhifeng entered a state of near madness, and almost all his spare time was spent studying horses.

When he was in the subway car in the morning, he was holding the railing of the car with one hand, while holding the MP4 in the other hand. He looked at the information inside without blinking his eyes, and even the beautiful woman around him took the busty The chest was on top of his arms and he didn't even know it.

At noon, when everyone was eating in the restaurant of the Securities Building, everyone was chatting, but he was putting the meal aside, with chopsticks in his mouth, but his eyes still did not leave the MP4!

Everyone went to throw away the leftovers after the meal, and he stood up and threw away all the untouched food, and walked away with the MP4...

His situation continued until Friday night, and he didn't recover. Thanks to this era, mainlanders don't need to apply for a passport to go to Hong Kong, they only need to apply for a simple pass.

The procedure for applying for this pass was not difficult, and it was easily handled by Lin Zhifeng, who was like a walking zombie.

At five o'clock on Friday afternoon, all the people in the office had left. Shen Xuelin originally wanted to invite Lin Zhifeng to watch a movie together, but when she saw his ecstasy, she gave him a hard look and then left, but Lin Zhifeng remained the same. Sitting there watching MP4, in the blink of an eye, it was seven o'clock in the evening. Lin Zhifeng, who had been sleepless for two days and two nights, was suddenly awakened by a ringtone on the MP4. It's time to fly to Zhonghai Pudong International Airport.

Shaking his head, Lin Zhifeng pressed the prompt, and then the mobile phone dialed his mother's number: "Mom, I'm going to Hong Kong sometimes, and I'll be back on Sunday night..."

"What are you doing in Hong Kong!" Lin Zhifeng's mother asked on the phone.

"Oh, yes!" Lin Zhifeng smiled slightly, then put down the phone, picked up a small plastic bag beside him, opened the door and left the office.

Downstairs in the Securities Building, Lin Zhifeng hailed a taxi.

"Go there!" the taxi driver asked Lin Zhifeng.

"Oh!" Lin Zhifeng put down the MP4 for a moment, then took out a ticket from his pocket and handed it to the driver: "Go here!"

The driver was also stunned for a moment, then took a look at the ticket, and then looked at Lin Zhifeng again.

A cheap t-shirt, ordinary jeans, is basically an office worker, not like the kind of trapeze who frequently travels between Hong Kong and the mainland!
Forget it, this era is like this, there are everyone.

The taxi driver shook his head and said, "Come on!"

"Okay!" Lin Zhifeng got into the taxi with his MP4.

The taxi driver drove the taxi onto the elevated road, and as the car drove at high speed, the boring driver began to chat with Lin Zhifeng.

"Go to Hong Kong to visit relatives!" the driver asked.

"Oh yes!"

"You are from Hong Kong!"

"Oh yes!"

"However, I don't think you look like Hong Kong people!"

"Oh yes!"

……

The driver was stunned for a moment, and then gave Lin Zhifeng a hard look, thinking how he met such a fool, and the driver ignored Lin Zhifeng for the rest of the road.

Arriving at Pudong International Airport in a blink of an eye, the taxi driver said impatiently: "Okay, buddy is here..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Zhifeng impatiently, but unexpectedly this guy took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, put them in his hand, and said, "I'll give you 260 yuan for the fare..."

As he said that, he opened the door and got out of the taxi. His eyes never left the MP4 from the beginning to the end!

"260 and four yuan!" The taxi driver glanced at the meter, and at this moment, he was surprised to find that the fare was really 260 and four yuan!
This guy has never raised his head since he got in the car. How did he see and prepare the money? Did he calculate it in advance? That's incredible?
The taxi driver tapped himself on the head and drove away.

(End of this chapter)