Chapter 1229 Detonate the whole audience

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Shu Wen's face changed and said, "Young man, don't talk too much. This competition has gathered the best eleven horses in the world, and each of them has won many championships..."

There were a total of twelve horses participating in the last race, and Dr. Shu Wen only said eleven of them. Obviously, he did not think that Zhuang Rui's chasing wind could be listed as a world-famous horse, which also refuted Zhuang Rui's wild words just now.

I don't know why, although Dr. Shu Wen really wants to ease his relationship with Zhuang Rui, but every time he sees Zhuang Rui's confident appearance, he can't help but think of a word to hit this young man.

Dr. Shu Wen also analyzed this problem, and the result made him speechless. Unexpectedly, he was a little jealous of Zhuang Rui. He was so young that he could create such a big industry with his bare hands.

You know, Dr. Shu Wen was still a lawyer when Zhuang Rui was so old. Later, he took over his father-in-law's industry and began to make a temporary appearance in the business world. It's not that Dr. Shu can't tolerate others. It's really Zhuang Rui, a young man today, is so excellent.

Zhuang Rui's father-in-law also belongs to a rich family, but on the contrary, the Qin family has to rely on Zhuang Rui's nose, which is a high and lower judgment.

"Ha ha, Dr. Shu, the record is used to be broken, and the champion is used not to surpass. From today on, chasing the wind in the horse racing world will become a legend!"

The race is about to start, and Zhuang Rui doesn't want to hide the strength of chasing the wind at all. After this race, the glory of the pure-blooded horse's unified short-distance horse racing will become history.

"Well, well, I'm really going to wait and see..."

Shu Wen laughed angrily at Zhuang Rui's crazy words. Those Hong Kong Island children are all juniors, and they all pretend to be mature in front of him. It's really the first time he has seen a young man like Zhuang Rui.

"Chasing the wind, come on, run as fast as you can, grandma, let those who question you be shocked off your chin..."

After entering the stable, Zhuang Rui combed the body of Chasing Feng with Reiki. Chasing Feng's mouth hummed comfortably, and his big head kept swinging, as if answering Zhuang Rui's words.

Zhuang Rui looked back at Timur and said with a smile, "Brother Timur, do you know how much money you won in the last game?"

"How much is it?"

Timur shook his head. He seemed to hear Zhuang Rui on the phone before, saying that he would bet 50 million, but he really didn't know what was going on.

Zhuang Rui said lightly, "I pressed 50 million Hong Kong dollars to chase the wind, and the first to chase the wind helped me win almost ten..."

"Ten... one billion... Hong Kong dollars? So... How much is that? Zhuang Rui's words scared Timur. In the hearts of these grassland men, wealth is calculated by cattle, sheep and horses.

Both Timur and Bartel are relatively rich people on the grassland, and there is only one hundred and ten horses in the horse farm. If all of them are sold, it will be hundreds of thousands. He really can't imagine what the concept of nine-digit wealth is.

"Ha ha, Timur's answer, I'm going to invest all the money in the charity foundation to help the out-of-school children in Inner Mongolia, but I can't share it with you..." Seeing Timur's surprise, Zhuang Rui laughed.

The State of China is too big. No matter how rich Zhuang Rui is, he can't help so much. He can only selectively help some areas. In Inner Mongolia, Zhuang Rui will certainly not be stingy. Anyway, that money needs to be out.

"No... No, I don't want it. Thank you, Zhuang Rui'an, for your answer. You can still think about our prairie..., Timur waved his hand repeatedly, as if he was afraid that Zhuang Rui would give him money.

" Timur's answer, I can't give you that money, but you can't take the money you should take..."

Zhuang Rui looked at Timur's puzzled face and said, "Chasing the wind won the game and won a total prize of 840 million Hong Kong dollars. According to the practice of the game, I will take 70% of this money, and the remaining 30% will belong to the jockey and horse trainer. We don't have a horse trainer, so With this 30%, it's Timur's answer to you..."

"8, 400,000, 30%?"

Timur was a little dizzy by what Zhuang Rui said. After thinking in her heart for a long time, she straightened out these numbers and stared at them and said, "Well... Isn't that 2.52 million?"

"No, no, Zhuang Rui'an replied, I can't take the money. Isn't it just running around chasing the wind? If anyone can win, if Zhuang Rui'an answers you, he will definitely run faster than me..." " Timur answered, listen to me first, this money... You must take it, and after the next game, you may get more than 10 million. We are brothers. Isn't it equal to you getting rich? Don't refuse anymore,..."

Zhuang Rui interrupted Timur's words. The total prize money of the last game was 50 million, accounting for more than half of the prize money of this event. If Chasing the wind wins the first place, Zhuang Rui will get 35 million, 30% of Timur's, and more than 10 million.

"Is this...is this appropriate?"

Timur's head is a little numb now. Millions of wealth is like a number in Zhuang Rui's mouth. It is effortless to say, which makes Timur feel an extreme unreal.

"Ok, Timur's answer, let's talk about it later. The game is about to start. Anyway, you can ride and chase the wind. You can run as fast as you can..."

When Zhuang Rui saw Timur's dizzy appearance, he did not dare to stimulate him anymore. In case this buddy was over-irritated, it would be troublesome to fall down during the game.

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Timur said seriously, "Zhuang Rui'an replied, don't worry, I don't want the money, and I will definitely be the first..."

Timur is not talking big. People of the Mongolian people who have lived on the prairie for generations, men, women, old and young, have spent half their lives on horseback. For horses, they are as familiar as their own legs.

Although Timur may not be able to compare with those jockeys about some techniques of modern horse racing, his sense of horse is unmatched by all the jockeys in the field. Even if he is drunk, Timur can ride on the horse safely without falling, which is an innate instinct.

With such an excellent horse as Chasing the Wind, if Timur can't run the first place, then he really has no face to say goodbye to Zhuang Rui.

Soon, the staff of the racecourse led the participating horses to the starting point and weighed them before the race according to the order of the position of the horse's track. As the non-staff personnel temporarily stuffed into the race, Timur and Chasing Feng were naturally lined up on track 12.

"Oh, my God, I'm right, right? That man is actually wearing a racing suit. Is he a jockey?

"It should be. There was a race just now, and it seems that he ran..."

"It's incredible. It's a magical Chinese. Can a person with such a figure participate in the horse race?"

As soon as Timur entered the field, it attracted the attention of many jockeys and horse owners. Although many people watched the morning game, there was still a big visual contrast between seeing Timur in the telescope and seeing me now.

Except for Timur, the jockeys who participated in this game were basically foreigners. They were all famous jockeys who ranked quite high in the world. When they saw a tall Chinese in their peers, the ghosts couldn't help but be a little surprised and couldn't help watching and talking in a low voice.

However, the staff at the scene no longer dare to underestimate Zhuifeng and Timur. The previous old staff who had worked in the horse farm for more than 20 years was transferred to other departments because of his inappropriate words.

The rest of the staff were all people who saw chasing the wind and creating miracles with their own eyes. They spit out Cantonese and were enthusiastic about Timur, but their behavior was wrong, and Timur didn't even understand a word.

When Timur weighed for the last time, the ghost jockeys gathered together. When they saw the weight of more than four kilograms, they immediately stared at Timmier as if they had seen a ghost, and even forgot to make sarcasm.

These ghost jockeys are a little confused. Are they participating in horse racing or elephant racing? How can there be a jockey stronger than a horse?

However, it was getting closer and closer to the game, and they didn't have time to delve into this matter. They began to use various means to ** their horses one by one, trying to make the horses burst out with the strongest physical strength when they started.

In the last three minutes before the race, the jockey and the horseman had already entered the starting point, and a group of horse owners stood in a later position, waiting for the arrival of the race.

"Young man, are you nervous? Dr. Shu Wen stood beside Zhuang Rui.

"It's okay. If you are nervous or not, the result will be the same..."

Zhuang Rui smiled and looked light-hearted. No one in the world knows the strength of chasing the wind better than Zhuang Rui. As long as he uses half of his strength, chasing the wind is enough to win the game.

"Is he really so sure?"

Seeing Zhuang Rui's appearance, Dr. Shu Wen was a little uneasy, but after thinking of some arrangements of the Horse Club, the uneasiness in Dr. Shu Wen's heart also disappeared.

In this world, there is no absolute fairness, especially the movement with the color of "gambling", which is mixed with many unknown inside stories.

The gambling horse seems fair, but in fact it also has a dirty side, but most people know it.

"Five, four, three, two, one, bang!"

With the sound of the starting gun at the end of the countdown, the twelve closed wooden railings bounced out at the same time, and the twelve lightning-like shadows rushed out in an instant, and the game... began!