Chapter 41 Meeting with the Head of Huifeng Bank at the VIP Seats in Happy Valley!

The son is much better than him, the father. Yang Jirong is proud of his son!

Yang Ming finished breakfast.

Sunbathing in the yard and garden.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning.

Yang Ming took Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong, and drove away from the Repulse Bay Mid-Levels Villa under the escort of Chen Zhenhua and others.

It is not too far from here to Happy Valley.

It takes about thirty minutes to arrive.

Today is Saturday horse racing day.

Except for Wednesday night, it is held on Saturday and Sunday during the day. Many Hong Kong citizens and tourists can't wait and come early.

Those who bought tickets in advance or bought tickets have already entered.

There are also many people who can't buy tickets or are reluctant to spend money on tickets, but use them to bet. There are also many people outside the Happy Valley racecourse.

The luxury car in which Yang Ming and others are sitting comes to the nearby parking lot.

Chen Zhenhua took down Yang Ming's folding wheelchair.

Yang Ming got on the wheelchair.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong pushed it aside.

Chen Zhenhua and others followed behind, looking around vigilantly.

When they arrived outside the racecourse.

Yang Ming soon saw someone waving at him.

"Mr. Yang."

The person waving at him was Kayla, who was wearing a skirt and fashionable sunglasses.

Kayla didn't expect that Yang Ming had so many people.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Shen is waiting for you inside."

Yang Ming and the others got the Happy Valley tickets and went inside.

They didn't go to the audience seats outside.

There are also separate VIP seats inside the racecourse.

The VIP seats at Happy Valley Racecourse can not only protect against wind and rain, and sun, but also avoid being followed and photographed by those reporters.

The most important thing is that it is much more comfortable to watch the game quietly in the VIP seats than to be crowded together with so many people outside.

When Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong looked outside curiously, Yang Ming had really been here many times in his previous life, but he was not interested in those so-called VIP seats in his previous life.

Now passing through a long corridor.

Came to a room number marked A1.

In this VIP room, there were two white people chatting and laughing in English.

In addition to Mr. Xia, the current CEO of the Hong Kong Jockey Club, the white-haired man was Shen Yi. He thought Yang Ming would not come so soon.

There was a knock on the door.

Someone came to open the door.

Kayla went in and said, "Chairman, Mr. Yang is here."

Yang Ming is here?

When Shen Yi came out to greet him, he soon saw a young man in a wheelchair.

The young man was wearing a pair of sunglasses and sitting in a wheelchair, which really surprised Shen Yi at first.

"Mr. Yang, nice to meet you."

"Hello, Mr. Shen."

Yang Ming and Shen Yi shook hands with each other.

When Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong pushed Yang Ming in, Chen Zhenhua and other bodyguards stayed outside the door waiting.

When Yang Ming entered, he found that the VIP seats were really different from those ordinary seats outside.

Even the ordinary seats outside were actually divided into different levels.

For example, members who join the Hong Kong Jockey Club have separate seats from those of ordinary spectators.

The seats for members of the Jockey Club should be more comfortable to sit in, with fewer people and more seats.

In the VIP seats, Yang Ming found that it was similar to the luxury suites of star-rated hotels.

Except for the lack of beds, everything else was available.

Food and drinks were all available.

Sitting in the seats inside, looking out through the window, the entire racecourse can be seen clearly in 360 degrees.

"Mr. Yang, this is Mr. Xia, the executive president of the Hong Kong Jockey Club."

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

Mr. Xia, the executive president of the Hong Kong Jockey Club, was also a little surprised when he saw Yang Ming for the first time.

Last night, Shen Yi called and asked to meet Yang Ming here, which was enough to show that Yang Ming's identity was not simple.

What surprised the other party even more was that in addition to being young, Yang Ming was actually in a wheelchair?

At this point, Mr. Xia dared not underestimate the other party.

"Hello, Mr. Xia."

Yang Ming and Mr. Xia also shook hands to get to know each other.

Yang Ming knew that now all walks of life in Hong Kong, even the management of the Hong Kong Jockey Club, are basically monopolized by these white elites.

Yang Ming knew that Hong Kong was like that before the 1970s.

It was not until the 1980s that the white elites in Hong Kong gradually withdrew from all walks of life in Hong Kong, and the status of Chinese in Hong Kong became higher and higher.

"Mr. Yang, do you like to watch horse racing?" Mr. Xia asked.

"I watch it occasionally, but I can't say I like it very much. However, I have to thank the Hong Kong Jockey Club for letting me make a profit from the Hong Kong Jockey Club two weeks ago."

Ah!

Is there such a thing?

At that time, Yang Ming won the special prize of nearly 18 million Hong Kong dollars. After paying taxes, he still had 15.5 million Hong Kong dollars.

This news also shocked Hong Kong, because Yang Ming did not want to show his face and did not want to be interviewed. Few people knew that Yang Ming won the prize.

At this time, Mr. Xia and Shen Yi were very surprised. They did not expect that Yang Ming actually won a large sum of money from the Hong Kong Jockey Club.

"Mr. Yang, then you are really lucky." Mr. Xia smiled.

Yang Ming knew.

This is not luck, but he won't say it.

Yang Ming, Mr. Xia, and Shen Yi are chatting there.

Kaila, Ah Zhu, and Zhong Chuhong are watching from the side.

The waiter here brought coffee to Yang Ming and the other two. There were still about ten minutes before the first horse race of the day.

It was already very lively outside. In addition to seeing the knights and horses appear on the racecourse, showing the audience their best condition and guiding them to place bets.

Yang Ming and others here naturally saw it clearly.

Even Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong, who saw the horse race for the first time, were somewhat excited.

"Mr. Yang, I wonder if the result of the horse race today can be guessed?" Mr. Xia asked with a smile.

"It's related to luck. If you can guess it once, it doesn't mean you can guess it the second time."

Yang Ming knew that since he had scooped up all the bonuses in the reward pool, it quickly accumulated to millions of Hong Kong dollars, and he was no longer interested.

He didn't want to show it in front of Mr. Xia and Shen Yi, even though Yang Ming had seen the relevant newspapers last night and knew the result of today's horse race.

"Mr. Yang, why don't we play a game?" Shen Yi smiled.

He felt that Yang Ming's huge profit in the global stock market must not be that simple. As for how Yang Ming did it?

Shen Yi was also very interested.

Yang Ming said, "Mr. Shen, how do you want to play?"

"See who guesses the ranking of the first horse race?"

How can people like them not be itchy when watching horse racing without betting?

"What's the prize?"

"My Rolex."

Shen Yi took the Rolex he was wearing and put it on the table.

It looks like it should be worth hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

Mr. Xia also smiled and said, "Since Mr. Yang was able to make a lot of money at the Jockey Club half a month ago, why don't I play a game and see who guesses the ranking of the first race?"

Mr. Xia also took out a Vacheron Constantin watch he was wearing, which looked like it should be worth hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

Yang Ming himself did not wear a watch.

Instead, he took out a Huifeng Bank check from his body.

"Then I'll bet on this with you."

On the Huifeng Bank check, Yang Ming directly wrote 200,000 Hong Kong dollars.

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