Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

"There are only eight horses at the moment."

Hearing the man's answer, Han Qizheng nodded: "Not bad, not bad, young people should have some hobbies."

Yang Shen: "..." I don't know why, but today he always had the illusion that he didn't bring a rival in love to this place, but a father.

Because when his father knew about the racecourse, he was so relieved, saying that he finally found something that he was interested in besides work.

Thinking of this, Yang took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He had maintained his composure for so many years, but after meeting Jiang Kenan and Han Qizheng, he became increasingly fragmented.

"Mr. Yang."

After entering the racecourse, the staff nodded respectfully, Han Qizheng raised his eyebrows, and realized that the scene in front of him was exactly the opposite of the scene in the factory just now.

Thinking about it, he said slowly: "Boss Yang really worked hard, this racecourse will cost a lot of money, right?"

"Didn't Uncle Han play it before? Why did you forget it after a few years?"

Hearing the young man's stinging tone, Han Qizheng waved his hands: "I'm old, I can't do it anymore, I can't play anymore, not to mention saving money to marry a wife."

Yang Shen: "..." He didn't think the relationship between the two of them was close enough to discuss this issue.

Then it was obvious that Han Qizheng did it just to show off, no, it was on purpose.

Yang Shen changed the subject: "Since they're all here, why don't we choose a horse each for a walk."

"Okay." Seeing the racecourse again after a few years, Han Qizheng also had yearning in his heart, after all, he was once a high-spirited young man.

Yang Shen waved his hand, and a staff member who was leading a horse came over not far away. Yang Shen said, "Mr. Han chooses first."

These three horses were about the same size, one was brown, one was white, and one was black. Han Qizheng was still thinking about it, when he heard Yang Shen suggest, "It's not as good as this brown horse."

Brown looks very strong, shaking his head occasionally, and his horse mane is very handsome.

Han Qizheng didn't think too much about it: "Okay."

Putting on the protective gear, Han Qizheng moved his body a bit, and saw Yang Shen turn on the horse directly, that posture can be said to be very chic.

Young is so good.

After riding on the brown horse, the staff came to lead it, and Han Qizheng adjusted his sitting posture: "Let's go."

At this time, the setting sun was hanging in the sky and dyed the clouds red, and the breeze was blowing, it was time for a walk.

Han Qizheng suddenly felt a little emotional, in such a beautiful scenery, he did not expect this man to be traveling with him.

Sensing his gaze, Yang Shen frowned, inexplicably.

"Let's go, let's go around the racecourse. I haven't ridden a horse for a long time." Han Qizheng said.

"it is good."

As he walked forward, the scene in the sky became more and more beautiful. Han Qizheng couldn't help but took out his mobile phone to take a photo and sent it to Jiang Kenan.

——I will take you to the racecourse when I have time.

Jiang: Why haven't I seen this racecourse?
Seeing this sentence, Han Qizheng raised his eyebrows. How could he have forgotten that Jiang Kenan likes all kinds of sports.

Han: It's newly opened, but it's not very good here. Let's go to other places next time.

Jiang: Feel free, I'm going to a meeting.

Han: Good.

Putting away the mobile phone, I realized that I had already turned half of the racecourse. At this time, Yang Shen caught up from behind. There was no staff in front of his horse, and said: "The front is the racecourse, let's go for a lap?"

"it is good."

Anyway, nothing happened, he was just thinking about having a good time, the staff led the horse to the entrance and left. Han Qizheng went in first, and found that the horse was quite lively, not like the one that was completely tamed.

But it's okay, who stipulates that all horses have to be docile.

Yang Shen came over slowly on a horse: "Let's run around and see who gets to the finish line first."

"Is there a bet?" Hearing this, Han Qizheng subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"This cooperation."

Ok?
"make a deal."

When the two arrived at the starting point, there were already staff waiting beside them. Following an order, Yang Shen rushed out first, followed by Han Qizheng.

It has been several years since he rode a horse, and feeling the wind whistling in his ears, Han Qizheng gradually caught up with Yang Shen in front of him.

Among other things, when he played the racecourse, this stinky boy surnamed Yang had just stepped into society.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes chasing after him, Yang Shen turned his head and took a quick look, then speeded up. However, what he didn't expect was that Han Qizheng was still following him closely, and even had a vague tendency to catch up.

Seeing that Yang Shen was still turning his head to look at him, Han Qizheng clamped his horse's belly, and sped up a bit.

Very good, it will be over soon.

Just as a smile appeared on Han Qizheng's face, the horse under his crotch suddenly deviated from the track. He was taken aback, and quickly grabbed the rein, trying to let the brown horse go back, but the brown horse seemed to be frightened, and ran wildly on the field.

Han Qizheng panicked for a moment, and immediately adjusted his posture, and tried to calm the brown horse by trying to calm it down.

But it was still too late, the brown horse raised its front hooves, and with a jolt, Han Qizheng fell down and rolled twice on the ground before stopping.

After a while of dizziness, Han Qi was lying on the ground, and felt pain in his waist, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to move.

It only took a few seconds for the incident to happen. By the time Yang Shen and the staff rushed over, the brown horse had already run away.

Looking at the man with a painful face on the ground, Yang Shen's face turned livid: "Call someone to carry the stretcher!"

Four staff hurriedly carried Han Qizheng onto the stretcher, Yang Shen hurriedly followed behind, and Han Qizheng lying on the stretcher was full of emotion, as expected, he was not as good as before. If it was before, how could he not hold the reins tightly? .

But it's useless to say anything now, I hope his waist is fine, and he will take someone out to play after a while.

Not long after, the doctor from the racecourse came. Han Qizheng himself was half a Chinese medicine practitioner, and explained his condition clearly and in detail.

After the doctor's examination, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's just a sprain and a bruise. Don't do strenuous exercise for a month, and just apply some medicine patches."

"Okay, you all go out." After confirming that everyone was fine, Yang Shen evacuated the people.

Han Qizheng lay upright on the bed, sighed: "It seems that I am really old, and I need to find someone to take care of me."

"...You should find a nanny." Yang Shen really couldn't figure out why this person could open his mouth and say something to hurt him no matter what time it was.

Are you happy?

"Brother, I want to drink some water." Han Qizheng struggled to sit up, put the pillow behind his back, barely sat.

???

Hearing this name, three question marks popped up in Yang Shen's head, but he still went to fetch the water and handed it over reluctantly.

"Thank you, brother." After taking a few sips of water, Han Qizheng seemed to have recovered, "Look at me lying here now, the matter of cooperation..."

"Let's leave it at that for the cooperation. I believe in Ke Nan's choice." The man said lightly.

Han Qizheng nodded, that's good, this kid is not a fool, he didn't really act on his will.

At this moment, the phone rang, and seeing the caller ID, Han Qizheng cleared his throat: "Hello, Ke Nan, what's the matter?"

Hearing this address, Yang Shen immediately pricked up his ears secretly.

I don't know what was said on the phone, Han Qizheng smiled: "Don't worry, everything about the cooperation is going well, Mr. Yang and I are sitting in the office and talking now."

"Okay, that's it, hang up."

Putting down the phone, he raised his head and smiled teasingly at Yang Shen. Han Qizheng said seriously, "Hey, our personal grievances belong to our grievances. Don't tell her about my injury."

Yang Shen snorted coldly: "Who cares to say that?"

He didn't want this person surnamed Han to take advantage of his injury to gain Jiang Kenan's care and sympathy.

"That's good." As he said that, Han Qizheng lay down again. He said that he also took advantage of Yang Shen's psychological effect.

Although this injury is said to be treated for a month, it is easy to relapse if he does some extreme sports. It just so happens that he is going out to play soon, so this cannot be discovered.

The room fell into silence, and there was nothing to chat with each other. Yang Shen got up and said, "You rest here, I'll go out and have a look."

"Go."

This is the doctor's lounge, and there is an additional small ward. After Yang Shen walked out, he went straight to the staff who had just led the horse, and his face was not very good: "What's going on, isn't it that the horse is not completely tamed? "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, this horse usually has a bad personality, it may have been stimulated by something today." The staff immediately apologized.

"Fortunately, nothing major happened, otherwise you wouldn't even think about doing it here."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Mr. Yang, thank you, Mr. Yang."

Seeing this, Yang Shen's expression softened a little. That's right, he invited Han Qizheng to the racecourse today just to teach him a lesson.It's just that what happened deviated from his imagination, which caused him to be a little worried now.

After reprimanding the staff, Yang Shen took a walk outside, and when it was dark, he took a deep breath and went back.

At that time, Han Qizheng had already had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up again, it was dark outside the window, his waist was not as painful as before, he couldn't make large movements, but he could walk.

He was supporting the bed and stood up when he heard footsteps. Seeing that it was Yang Shen, he quickly waved his hands: "Brother, it's time for us to go back."

The latter didn't say a word, just came over silently to support him, but it could still be seen that Yang Shen was trying to get in touch with him.

To be honest, apart from the previous business trip to apply medicine, this was the second time they were so close.

"You get hurt once, I'll help you, I get hurt once, you help me, we're even." For some reason, seeing Yang Shen like this, Han Qizheng wanted to tease him even more.

But the latter didn't appreciate it, and even said lightly: "If you want to spend the night here, just say so."

"..." Han Qizheng stopped talking immediately, a hero who doesn't suffer from immediate losses.

It took a lot of effort to walk, and it was even more difficult when getting in the car. After Han Qizheng sat on it, he was already sweating profusely. Looking at Yang Shen, there was also a fine layer of beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Wipe off your sweat." Youqing handed over a tissue.

Yang Shen took it without saying a word, and Han Qizheng smiled: "Don't worry, don't blame yourself, I don't blame you, this is a common thing, understand?"

"It's a lot of age, I don't want to have an accident at my new racecourse." Yang Shen said lightly, and started the car directly.

"If something happens to me at your racecourse, you don't want to escape responsibility." Han Qizheng smiled deeper.

The driver didn't talk to him, and Han Qizheng didn't speak again. With the bumps of the car, all his attention is now on how to maintain a posture so as to reduce the pain in his waist.

It's too difficult, what kind of crime is this.