Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

Everyone was about to go in, but at this moment, a group of people came over from a distance. The two sides looked at each other and were both stunned.

Zhao Shiqing was about to say something with a smile, but Zhao Mingzeng waved his hand and said, "Ah Qing, go in."

Unexpectedly, Li Junxi seemed to have forgotten about losing yesterday and came over with a smile, "Uncle Zeng."

He greeted Zhao Mingzeng first, then looked at Zhao Shiqing, "We didn't have enough fun yesterday, how about we gamble again later today?"

"Let's gamble. I'm not afraid of you."

Zhao Mingzeng frowned slightly. His nephew really couldn't compare with his niece. Not only was he not very well-off, but he also couldn't stand the slightest provocation.

He wanted to say something to get around the issue, but before he could open his mouth, Li Junxi looked at him first and said, "Uncle Zeng won't interfere with this, right?"

In one sentence, he shut up about what he was about to say.

"Let's go, let's go in together." He could only persuade them to leave first.

At this moment, a young man who was originally following Li Junxi suddenly walked in front of Zhao Qin.

He stood at attention and bowed formally, "Hello, Mr. Zhao Qin."

"Do you know me?" Zhao Qin narrowed his eyes slightly with a faint smile.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Gojo Shinji. I have seen Mr. Zhao's photo. By the way, my brother Gojo Shinzo came to your country before and visited you."

The Japanese guys all do a good job on the surface, just like Shinji Gojo in front of us. His courtesy is impeccable, but he is the one who looks good but has a dark heart.

Zhao Qin was stunned. He didn't expect to meet people from the Gojo family everywhere.

"Oh, I'm not familiar with Gojo Shinzo, but I heard he's crazy. Is he feeling better?"

The veins on Gojo Shinji's temples bulged noticeably, but in the blink of an eye, a warm smile appeared on his face again. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Zhao. I feel much better now."

The conversation between the two seemed somewhat unequal, and Gojo Shinji put himself in a very humble position, so to outsiders, it looked a bit like a master disciplining a servant.

Li Junxi, who was originally in a good mood, didn't hear what the two said, but when he saw this scene, the smile on his face disappeared, and a look of suspicion appeared on his face.

When he returned home last night, he was extremely nervous, fearing that his father would come with a violent storm.

When his father heard that he had lost the yacht, he simply gave him a few words of criticism and then assigned him a new task, which was to accompany his Japanese friends.

He also said that if the result was good, the yacht issue would be fine, but if it was not good, then he would have to work in the company at home and not mess around anymore.

He went to pick up Gojo Shinji early in the morning. The other party said he wanted to see the horse racing, so he naturally agreed. Unexpectedly, a big circle boy whom he looked down upon,

It turns out that Gojo Shinji takes it so seriously.

Zhao Mingzeng and Zhao Shiqing were also somewhat confused, not understanding why this little Japanese was so...humble to Ah Qin.

The baby next to her had brighter eyes. She found that the tall and thin man in front of her was a mystery.

It seemed that he was the least important one among Yu Fako and Zhao Shiqing, but when the three of them were together, some of the occasional decisions seemed to be made by him.

And this scene made Zhao Qin's figure appear taller.

At the scene, apart from the two parties involved, only Yu Fako understood why.

After a few words, the two groups went in separately. Yu Fako fell two steps behind and leaned close to Zhao Qin and whispered, "The other party came prepared, specifically for you?"

"I don't know."

"I think we should go back tomorrow after today."

Zhao Qin smiled and said, "The other party will not use some despicable means. I want to know whether this is a coincidence or they are targeting me."

Yu Fako sighed, somewhat worried.

Entering the inner circle, Zhao Mingzeng has his own private room. After entering, he found that it is more like a pergola than a private room.

After everyone sat down, Zhao Mingzeng smiled and said to the three people, "The next Blade Warrior is very sure, everyone can place some bets for fun."

As he said that, he called the staff who was placing bets and took out a card from his pocket, "Please buy me 20 Blade Warrior."

Zhao Shiqing suppressed his laughter and said to Zhao Qin and Yu Fake in a low voice, "Blade Warrior is my third uncle's horse. I have had it for more than a year, and it has never won once."

The two of them also found it funny. Yu Fa Ke asked curiously, "How much does it cost to raise a horse?"

"If you buy them, the price usually ranges from several hundred thousand. After you buy them, the event organizer will manage and feed them. The annual cost is not high, just over 200,000 yuan will be enough.

If your horse performs well, you can participate in some big competitions and get bonuses if you win a good place."

Yu Fako and Zhao Qin looked at each other, and the same word popped up in their minds at the same time: sucker.

Although they listened to Zhao Shiqing's words, they still got a betting number card each out of courtesy and bought 100,000 Blade Warriors each.

Soon the first race started. Zhao Mingzeng asked someone to bring a few telescopes, one for each person. After all, the area they were in was dozens of meters away from the horse racing track.

If you look a little closer, you can't tell which horse it is.

Zhao Qin was fine, as he could see each horse carefully. Blade Runner was No. 5 in this race. As the gate opened, this guy was full of energy and took the lead right from the start.

But before I even got halfway, I felt a little tired.

"Run, run faster." Zhao Mingzeng shouted anxiously. There were thousands of people at the scene, but his shouting could not be heard clearly by the horses, let alone the people in the room.

Yu Fako didn't pay any attention to the horses on the track. He was talking to Fu Ying head to head.

Zhao Qin was also quite curious. He would not believe that the Blade Warrior had only this much endurance. He took the telescope and looked carefully.

He actually saw a playful smile on the long face of a horse, and a pair of big eyes seemed to be teasing.

Well, it's not that it doesn't have the ability to be first. It looks like it doesn't want to be first at all, so it deliberately controls its speed in the midfield.

After a while, the race was over. There were a total of ten horses participating in the competition, and Blade took eighth place.

Zhao Mingzeng threw the bill he bought to the ground. "Fuck you, I'll kill you sooner or later."

Zhao Shiqing blinked at Zhao Qin and said, "Although my uncle scolded me harshly, that horse is his heart and soul, he couldn't bear to part with it."

There was still half an hour before the second game started. Zhao Mingzeng ordered some drinks and everyone chatted and drank in the pergola.

At this time, a trooper brought the battle schedule for the next race, which detailed the strengths and weaknesses of each horse in the next race. Of course, whether it was true or false was a matter of opinion.

Zhao Qin was not very interested in these things. If he could be a rider, he might be a little excited. Of course, he also knew that he could not ride a horse at all.

As they were chatting, three or four people walked in from outside the shed.

Seeing the person coming, Zhao Qin's eyes became playful.

"Zhao Shiqing, are you brave enough to gamble again?" Li Junxi looked at Zhao Shiqing and said.

Zhao Shiqing did not comment and had no intention of paying any attention to the other party at all. He did agree to the other party at the door, but he just spoke hastily at that time.

"Why, you won a ship from me yesterday, but you are so cowardly today, Mr. Zhao, I really overestimated you."

Seeing that he was still unmoved, Li Junxi directly lifted the chin of the girl next to Zhao Shiqing. This action completely annoyed Zhao Shiqing.

He threw a punch straight at Li Junxi's stomach without any hesitation, but he finally held back, otherwise Li Junxi would have fallen to his knees.

"Tell me, how to bet?"