Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

The next day, Xu You followed Jiang Mingzhu as a bag-carrying girl as usual, and met several of Jiang Mingzhu's friends at a restaurant. After some discussion, they decided to go to a racecourse in the suburbs.

With a smile on her little face, Mingzhu said with joy, "Uncle Qian still keeps my pony in his horse farm. I don't know how tall it is now."

On Jiang Mingzhu's tenth birthday, her mother, Jiang Hong, gave her a short-legged pony, along with a private racecourse opened on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

However, Jiang Mingzhu has a lot of industrial land under his name, and the novelty brought by the pony and racecourse was quickly washed away.

Half a month later, she never went to her horse farm again.

Later, Jiang Hong sold the land at the racecourse and handed the pony over to a friend of hers for feeding and management. It was impossible for Jiang Hong to agree to her daughter raising the horse in Jiang's house.

Miss Jiang just had a whim and thought that there was a horse among the many items she owned, so she wanted to take a look at it on a whim.

Xu You traveled with a large group of people. Jiang Mingzhu was surrounded by people, so she could only squeeze into the corner of the last car.

The racecourse is a membership system and is the most expensive private racecourse in the entire imperial capital. The owner of the racecourse, whose surname is Qian, is Jiang Hong's friend and has always had some business dealings with the Jiang family.

Although Jiang Mingzhu didn't come often, the racecourse staff at the door recognized Jiang Mingzhu's arrogant face, and quickly put on a smile and stepped forward to lead the way.

"Ms. Jiang, you are here. We have prepared a VIP room for you, please come this way."

The remaining staff member who was blocked hurriedly turned around, pressed the headset, and informed his manager.

"Manager, no luck, Jiang Mingzhu is here!"

The staff was horrified and sounded like they were crying wolf.

In the VIP room, the manager also pressed the headset lightly, frowned, but then quickly released it.

He looked at the young couple opposite. In fact, to be precise, he looked at the husband in the couple.

The smile returned to the manager's face.

"Mr. Huo, a new purebred horse has recently been purchased. If you want to see it, I can take you there now."

Huo Yanheng gently raised his eyes and looked at the person next to him. He said nothing, clearly meaning to inquire.

The woman nodded slightly. "Okay, Hengheng, do you want to see Pony?"

The last sentence came with a smile.

Huo Yanheng, who was sipping freshly squeezed juice next to him, raised his dark eyes that looked exactly like his father's and hummed softly.

Leng Qingqing took out a tissue and gently wiped away the juice from his lips.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the manager's forehead. He made a mistake. He didn't expect that the person who had the right to speak between the two of them was Mr. Huo's wife.

How can I put it, this one is better looking than what I saw on TV.

How could the manager dare to look directly when her husband was here? When he lowered his eyes, from the corner of his eye he could only catch a glimpse of her white, slender hands on her black velvet dress. They were pampered hands.

Black reflects white, and the white is so greasy that it dazzles the eyes.

The manager was a little confused.

I remember that Mrs. Huo was very good at working and cooking in variety shows.

The manager stood up and said in a respectful tone: "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo, let's go, I'll take you to see it. But this horse is too hot-tempered, so don't get too close."

Speaking of which, it was a coincidence that Huo Jingsen came to the racecourse. A few days ago, a new thoroughbred horse was admitted to the racecourse. It has a very fierce temper and is still being tamed.

Of the three horse trainers who tried to tame it, one nearly broke his neck and two broke their legs and arms.

Boss Qian doesn't dare to let people tame him any more for the time being. Seeing that the manpower consumption is so high, it would be bad if something happens again.

I just thought that if I could hire a more capable horse trainer, I would mention it later.

Lie Gui Lie is indeed a good horse. Could it be that the horse's temperament is a problem with the horse? It's clearly a result of the horse trainer's incompetence.

Jiang Mingzhu only took one look at the tablet and immediately fell in love with the horse.

She pointed to the strong horse with a strong body and flowing mane on the tablet, and said decisively: "I want this horse."

Thoroughbreds are not cheap.

But who is Jiang Mingzhu?

It is true that she is extremely difficult to serve, but she is not generally generous. The eldest lady, who has lived in a pile of gold since she was a child, really never regards money as money.

Manager B, who was in charge here, immediately burst into laughter and said, "Okay, okay, Miss Jiang, please wait a moment, I'll be right -"

"Manager," the man next to him suddenly glanced at him with a troubled expression, leaned over and whispered, "This horse has been booked, just now."

The manager's expression changed, but Jiang Mingzhu across from him smiled. She held the coffee and said in a casual tone.

"I will pay double the amount they pay."

Manager B walked out in a panic and wanted to discuss the matter. Miss Jiang couldn't afford to offend him.

If he makes this young lady unhappy, his job will not be guaranteed.

"If the Jiang family can't afford to offend, can the Huo family afford it?"

But as soon as he entered the door, the manager was stopped by the question from his immediate boss. He stood there for a while, sweating crazily on his forehead, and really didn't know what the perfect solution was.

In fact, in terms of family background, the Huo family is still slightly inferior to the Jiang family. Just like Xu You, a young lady from the Xu family, could fall in Xuanyun's eyes and be qualified to discuss marriage with Huo Jingsen, but in Jiang Mingzhu's circle, she could only stand on the outermost edge.

But why would the boss say this?

It's not so much that the Huo family is easy to offend.

Rather, it is Huo Jingsen himself who is feared.

Even if someone from the Jiang family comes, they must give him three points of face.

But to put it bluntly, Jiang Mingzhu only dares to dominate because of her family's power. She is a flower raised in a greenhouse. Without the protection of her mother and family, she will be broken by the wind.

The one who is more feared is of course Huo Jingsen.

Older gingers are more spicy. After smoking three cigarettes, the boss put the last cigarette butt in the ashtray in the white mist in the room and exhaled a long breath.

"Tell Jiang Mingzhu and Mr. Huo that if anyone can tame this fierce horse, I will give it to him!"

The manager was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Isn't it appropriate to owe something like this... How do you explain it to the boss?"

They are not the owners of the racecourse. Is this something that can be decided in just one sentence?

The boss snorted and said, "If you don't believe me that you are stupid, let me ask you, who do you think can tame that fierce horse between them?"

"Mr. Huo, I've never heard of anyone who likes playing with horses. I guess I just had a whim today and wanted to buy it for my wife to please her. Not to mention that stinky girl Jiang Mingzhu, she doesn't even know how to mount a horse. Even if she can get on, This horse slaps its hoofs and scares this young lady to death!"

"Both parties will never be able to tame this horse, and the situation will inevitably reach a stalemate. Since neither party wins, who should buy the horse."

The boss smiled and spoke with ease.

"When the time comes, only the one with the highest price will get it."

This... the manager didn't understand, and asked doubtfully: "Why do you have to go through so much trouble? Isn't it a good idea to just tell them to bid?"

"Both of them are customers of the boss. If they directly let the bidding go, it will inevitably hurt the harmony between the customers and our boss. By the time they realize that they can't tame the horse, half of their anger has gone away. Things will be fine by then. Done."

makes sense.

The manager nodded, the hesitation in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he recognized his boss's decision.

"...Even our most powerful horse trainers can't tame this horse, let alone them."

The manager murmured, not sure whether he was talking to his boss or trying to comfort himself.