Three Kingdoms: The opening system forced me to marry Diaochan

Chapter 177 I Have a Horse Too
Wu Fan came to the lobby, opened a bottle of vodka, and took a sip.

So fucking out of breath.

If you don't win, at most you will cheat Qin Lang of 100 million, and your reputation will be ruined.

If he wins, he will completely offend Lan Lingwei.

Murong Wan'er is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, so she can't count on it at all.

It was clearly a game of his own making, why did he fool himself into a pit?

Mr. Wu is also downstairs in the lobby, and there are two young women sitting beside him.

Let's not talk about love or not, we have money!
How about 80 years old, still have love!
Mr. Wu leaned back in the seat, put his arms around the woman's shoulders, and raised his legs.

Recently, I feel younger and younger.

The eldest grandson is young and promising, the family business is thriving, and he has relied on a strong man who can be infuriating. This is the rhythm to take off!
The most important thing is that this strong man is also a master of medicine, and he has such a good relationship with his eldest grandson!

It is enough to ensure the prosperity of the family for a hundred years.

Mmmmm... we want to take off at night!

"Grandson, why did you come down?"

"Grandpa, I have a competition tomorrow!" Wu Fan lowered his head and did not look at the two women.

Mr. Wu spent a lot of money on these two women, but he didn't spend 5000 million!
"Where is Mr. Qin? He rested in your room?" Mr. Wu stretched his neck and looked upstairs. The more Qin Lang does not regard himself as an outsider, the stronger the relationship with Wu Fan is, which is a good thing.

They all sleep in the same bedroom, can the relationship be bad?
"Darling, who is this Mr. Qin?" the two women said coquettishly.

A man that Mr. Wu attaches so much importance to is certainly not simple.

To get along well with Wu Fan, he must not be too old.

He is simply a son-in-law!
"Hahaha, Mr. Qin is an expert, let's go, let's go to the bedroom and talk slowly!"

"Tall man!" Wu Fan cursed fiercely, no matter what, he must win tomorrow.

It doesn't matter whether he offends Lan Lingwei or fails to deceive Qin Lang, his reputation cannot be rotten!

If the reputation becomes rotten, then there will be no chance of turning over at all.

The next day, Wu's racecourse.

Wu Fan brought Qin Lang to choose horses, he would not let Qin Lang ride his favorite horse.

The Wu family's horse farm is located on the outskirts of Zhonghai City. This horse farm covers an area of ​​several tens of acres. It not only raises the Wu family's horses, but also part of it is open to the public.

Some elites in the upper class still like the sport of galloping horses very much.

There are also some high-ranking elites who want to raise horses but cannot afford to open a horse farm, so they are fostered in Wu's horse farm.

The Wu family racecourse can provide the family with tens of millions of net profits every year, as well as a large number of contacts.

The horse with the best qualifications in the racecourse is naturally Wu Fan's hard-earned horse. It not only occupies an independent stable, but also has five dedicated people to take care of it.

One for cleaning the stables, one for feeding, one for veterinarians, and two bodyguards.

Wu Fan took Qin Lang for a walk while introducing the origins of each horse, boasting about the hype.

In short, there is only one purpose, don't hit my hard-earned horse's idea.

I let you ride in the preliminaries yesterday because I was worried that you would not be able to make it to the finals. Of course my horse will be mine in the finals, and I will never let you ride it again!
Although Wu Fan deliberately boasted, the horses that can enter Wu's racecourse are definitely one in a thousand, and any horse that can be taken out can participate in professional competitions.

Qin Lang's mood is waning, and whether a horse is good or not depends not only on its physique, but also on its spirituality.

Looking all the way, no horse can resonate with his eyes.

This is the biggest difference between them and sweaty horses. After riding a good horse, who is interested in riding a worse horse?
"Mr. Qin, which horse do you fancy? You've already seen it all!"

Wu Fan was a little impatient, and he still had to hurry up to get in touch with the sweaty horse, at least he had to stay in the stable for a long time.

"No, these horses are too bad to ride!"

Qin Lang shook his head. Horse racing is a sport that has high requirements for the quality of horses, but it also has high requirements for players.

A qualified athlete must have a good understanding with his horse, so that he can break through the limitations of qualifications and pursue better results.

If Qin Lang chooses a horse at random, he has never been in contact with it before, and he still can't read his eyes, let alone a competition, that horse may not be obedient.

"That's no good, you have to pick one, and you can't take advantage of my hard-earned horse!" This time Wu Fan's attitude was very firm.

"Look at your stingy look." Qin Lang said with contempt: "Who said I have to ride your horse, I also have a horse that can be used for competitions!"

"Yo... You still have a... You still have a horse, why are you still riding my sweat and blood? You are a little bastard with a fart horse!"

"Believe it or not, you'll know in the finals tomorrow!"

At that time, when the red rabbit horse comes out, let you all kneel.

It doesn't matter to Wu Fan, as long as Qin Lang doesn't want to play the sweat horse, he has already entered the final anyway, and he doesn't care even if he rides a donkey.

There are many handsome men and women in the racecourse, wearing armor and riding horses.

Wu Fan was the most famous star among them, and soon several extremely beautiful girls came over, some were tall, some were cute and shy.

The Wu family can be regarded as a first-class family in Zhonghai City, and Wu Fan is also a star in the sports world, an absolute rich man.

If he didn't have any capital, how dare he pursue Murong Wan'er?

"Hehe, Young Master Wu is really charming, look at you again, you look so dick!" Suddenly, Murong Wan'er also came, standing next to Qin Lang with a look of disdain.

Lan Lingwei was also there, looking at Qin Lang playfully.

One of the two sneered, the other swayed in a concave shape, and they cooperated very tacitly.

"You woman, even if you don't have a conscience, you have to show some affection, right? How can we say that we are a one-night couple and a hundred days of kindness!"

Qin Lang curled his lips, he doesn't know what you, Murong Wan'er, are so proud of.

After being drugged by this kid, you dared to run to Single Sided Street. If I hadn't saved you, you would have been picked up by many people!
In the end, he avenged his kindness, not only got a marriage certificate in a daze, but also provoked the prince of the Tianhu Gang.

If it wasn't for your father's 2000 million breakup fee, I'll clean it up for you!
"Murong Wan'er, is there something wrong with you? He has already drugged you, why are you still interacting with him?"

"You..." Murong Wan'er's little face flushed suddenly.

She is a public figure, and she is the focus of attention wherever she goes. Even at the Wu family racecourse where elites gather, some people gradually come closer.

"How did this bastard become so mean? Bastard... bastard!" Murong Wan'er cursed secretly.

"Hey, when did I give Wan'er medicine? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense, be careful not to speak out!"

Lan Lingwei was also very angry. If he didn't know that this kid is not simple, he might be the young master of the Guan family who is hidden in the world, he would have found someone to deal with this bastard a long time ago!
It's just that, in this way, the people around are very frightened.

Accompanied by the young master of the Wu family in person, who is the young man who is so jealous of the prince of the Tianhu Gang, who is sneering at Murong Wan'er?

When did Zhonghai City have such a number one figure?
(End of this chapter)