Siheyuan: After traveling through time, who can still be an honest person?

The sloppy Fang Zhanbo felt ashamed when he saw the well-dressed Cao Yue.

He also doesn't want to degenerate.

It was just that when I was a child, I saw my father being beaten to death by Ding Hai, which caused me a great mental trauma.

Later, he was sent to be an apprentice, where he was abused in every way by his master, and suffered great psychological trauma.

When he grew up, he learned that his enemy's four sons were doing very well. They formed gangs and became bosses, opened bars, nightclubs, and casinos, and worked as doctors and lawyers.

But he achieved nothing, and the disappointment in his heart made Fang Zhanbo want to escape from reality.

However, he recently found new hope.

A chance to get rich overnight.

That's horse racing.

"Mr. Cao, I really found the trick to betting on horses. As long as you invest a few thousand dollars, you can win millions. I guarantee that you will become rich."

Compared to the stingy little Jew, Cao Yue is obviously richer. Fang Zhanbo is desperate and wants to try every possible means to persuade Cao Yue to go to the racecourse.

Cao Yue sneered.

In the era-defining drama, Ding Hai knows nothing about horse racing and financial information.

The results of it.

Because of his good luck, he makes money no matter what he does and becomes the biggest winner in the futures and stock markets.

In contrast, those elites who specialized in studying the stock and futures markets lost their fortunes one by one.

Seeing that Cao Yue was not interested, Fang Zhanbo continued to persuade him, "Mr. Cao, I know you have money. If you can lend me a thousand yuan, we will split the winnings 60% to 40%. How about you take the majority?"

Cao Yue glanced at Fang Zhanbo who was making a solemn promise, but ignored him. He turned his gaze to Ruan Mei and asked, "What do you want to do with the money you won? Are you short of money?"

Ruan Mei raised her head and glanced at Cao Yue cautiously, and whispered, "I still owe you tens of thousands of yuan..."

Cao Yue waved at the two of them and said, "Get in the car, we'll go to the horse farm together."

……

On the way to the racecourse, Fang Zhanbo explained to Cao Yue:

"After careful research, I found that every horse race is controlled by foreigners. The horse that comes first is already predetermined. Whenever a foreigner's horse and a Chinese horse compete in the same race, the favorite Chinese horse will definitely lose. As for the remaining foreign horses, I won't buy the favorite or the underdog. I'll just buy the lukewarm horse, which will definitely win."

Ruan Mei was stunned by what she heard. Although she didn't understand, she felt that what Fang Zhanbo said made some sense.

"Mr. Fang, what you said makes a lot of sense. It would be a waste of your talent if you don't become a salesman." Cao Yue said with a smile.

"Mr. Cao, my words are based on facts..."

Before Fang Zhanbo could finish his words, Cao Yue took out a thousand-yuan bill and threw it over.

Fang Zhanbo happily took the money and turned to look at Ruan Mei, "Little Jew, how much are you willing to pay?"

"I..." Ruan Mei hesitated and took out a hundred yuan from her wallet.

"Be generous and give me a thousand dollars. I promise to win millions for you." Fang Zhanbo tempted.

"Millions?!"

Ruan Mei's eyes sparkled as she took out another hundred yuan.

"Oh, you are really..."

Fang Zhanbo was about to complain when Cao Yue glared back at him coldly.

"Amei, don't cry if you lose money," Cao Yue teased.

"Ah? How can I lose? Isn't it a sure win?" Ruan Mei panicked.

……

Sha Tin Racecourse.

Cao Yue brought Ruan Mei to the window of the betting hall to queue up.

"Do you want to place your own bets?" Ruan Mei asked.

Cao Yue said: "Fang Zhanbo is so poor that he almost has to beg for food. I am worried that he is not reliable."

"Then you give him another thousand dollars?"

Ruan Mei didn't understand Cao Yue's actions. Since she didn't trust Fang Zhanbo, why did she give him money?

"It's only a thousand dollars." Cao Yue said nonchalantly, and then asked, "Do you want to follow me and place a few bets?"

"I don't want it anymore. Two hundred dollars is almost killing me." Ruan Mei shook her head.

"Don't regret it."

Cao Yue didn't force it. When it was his turn, he took out 20,000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to the staff.

"3, 6, 9, triple color."

While speaking, Cao Yue used the lucky card.

Numbers 3, 6, and 9 are all unpopular horse races, and the odds of the triple color are more than two thousand times.

Cao Yue contributed 20,000 yuan, which was almost enough to clear the prize money for this horse race.

Unfortunately, the Jockey Club cancelled the quadruple lottery a few years ago and it only reappeared more than ten years later.

Otherwise, the odds can be as high as tens of thousands times.

In order to prevent horse bettors from losing everything they have, the Jockey Club sets a betting limit of 20,000 yuan per bet.

After a while, Cao Yue took the lottery ticket and pulled the shocked Ruan Mei away.

"Why did you buy so much?"

Ruan Mei came to her senses and felt like she was having a heart attack.

A full twenty thousand dollars!!

What if we lose?

Cao Yue touched Ruan Mei's hair and said with a meaningful smile: "Amei, how about we make a bet? If I win, you promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?" Ruan Mei's voice was soft.

"Don't worry about anything, just promise me." Cao Yue said forcefully.

"Okay, I promise you."

……

The stands were packed with people.

Many people use horse racing newspapers and horse guides to study the condition of each racehorse and then place bets.

Cao Yue pulled Ruan Meigang to the stands when Fang Zhanbo came over with an excited look on his face.

"Mr. Cao, I just went downstairs and looked at every horse. Dreamer No. 4 will definitely win."

"How much can we win?" Ruan Mei asked expectantly.

"The odds of winning alone are too small, so I bought a triple lottery for you and won millions!"

"Millions!!" Ruan Mei excitedly made the gesture of Xizi holding her heart.

"boom--!"

With a gunshot, the horse race officially began.

Everyone in the stands stood up and cheered excitedly.

"Four, seven, nine..."

Fang Zhanbo stared at the horses running in the racetrack and shouted loudly.

In this passionate atmosphere, Ruan Mei also forgot her reserve and started shouting.

Only Cao Yue watched calmly.

Finally, the jockeys completed the final sprint, and horses No. 3, No. 6 and No. 9 crossed the finish line first.

"oops--!"

Fang Zhanbo hugged his head in pain.

"Ah, no, I lost..." Ruan Mei murmured to herself with a look of loss on her face.

"Amei, don't forget the conditions you promised me." Cao Yue reached out and pinched Ruan Mei's snow-white face.

"Oh, by the way, you bought numbers 3, 6, and 9. Did you win?"

Ruan Mei was so surprised and happy that her heart almost stopped beating.

"Mr. Cao, did you buy the lottery ticket separately?"

Fang Zhanbo felt even more upset when he heard Ruan Mei's words.

But when he followed Cao Yue to the Jockey Club headquarters building and heard the amount of the prize, he was completely stunned.

Fifty-one million!!

Cao Yue first went to the bank to exchange the check, then took the equally dumbfounded Ruan Mei's hand and drove to the Shandong restaurant where they had been last time.

To celebrate winning the award, Cao Yue ordered a large table of dishes.

Faced with delicious food, Fang Zhanbo had no appetite at all.

"Mr. Cao, have you studied horse racing before?" Fang Zhanbo asked.

"This is my first time going to a horse farm too." Cao Yue replied.

"It's the first time... It doesn't make sense..."

Fang Zhanbo was a little overwhelmed.

He studied for so long and thought he had mastered the trick, but in the end he was no match for someone who knew nothing.

"Mr. Fang, sometimes luck is more important than hard work." Cao Yue stabbed Fang Zhanbo in the heart again.