The two hundred and fortieth chapters are unbalanced
As the competition day gets closer, the stables seem to be getting busier and busier. Not only are they participating in the dirt race, but there are also three-year-old mares and two-year-old stallions and mares competing in short distance races.
There were more than ten events, and all the horses were gathered in the horse racing hall. There were horse owners or trainers rubbing shoulders everywhere. Ju An saw that there was not even a place to stand, but he couldn't walk yet.
Today I’m going to watch the naughty bag drawing ceremony.
Originally, Ju An thought that the draw would be quick, but who knew that it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when it was the turn of Ju An's group, and the draw ceremony for the dirt three-year-old and horses over three-year-old race that could not be concluded was postponed to the end.
In the meantime, Ju An, Dinah, and Sanders stood outside for more than half an hour before it was his turn.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw three or four people sitting behind the white tablecloth, all in suits and ties talking to each other. Sanders had been here several times, and he took Ju An and Dinah to sit down casually and waited.
As the lottery ceremony began, all the horse owners arrived in a short time. There were photographers and many reporters taking pictures around. Ju An enjoyed star-like treatment for the first time and smiled at the camera.
A few pictures.
Now that everyone is here, the host picked up the microphone and first introduced to everyone the guys sitting behind the white tablecloth on the podium. They have quite a lot of backgrounds. One is the president of the United States Jockey Club, and the other is...
The governor of Kentucky, even the one who put the sign on the board is Miss Kentucky.
, among the three, Miss Kentucky is a bit more interesting, but Ju'an's appearance is really not that good. She is in better shape, and she wears a diamond crown. There is a ribbon hanging on the shoulder, with the number of Kentucky written on it.
It’s okay not to mention the other two old guys in their 40s and 50s.
The next step is to draw lots. The governor is responsible for drawing out the name of the horse, and the chairman of the Jockey Club is responsible for drawing the horse's track. If both come out, the horse's name will be placed on the white board by the smiling Miss Kentucky.
Behind the track number, four or five horses were drawn, and then the naughty bag behind Microsoft's horse Hansen was drawn. The track number also came out, track number 7, the location is quite good. It is almost in the middle.
More towards the inside track.
Every time a horse is drawn, the host will briefly introduce the horse's situation, especially the horse that is the favorite to win the championship. He will say a few more words to create an atmosphere in the venue. The entire venue is quiet, except for the reporters.
The clicking sound of taking pictures was the host's voice. When all the horses were drawn, the lottery was over. On both sides of the naughty bag's position was Saiata, the mare who won the championship last year.
The other one is Braveheart.
Sanders and his old rival started on two adjacent courses. I wonder if Sanders could give his former younger brother some color.
As soon as the draw was over, as soon as the horse owners left their seats, a group of reporters gathered around them. They interviewed the horse owners one after another, asking about the condition of the horses and the riders and a series of questions. Of course, these are all the winning calls.
Ju An didn't pay much attention to the horse, and prepared to leave with Dinah and Sanders.
Unexpectedly, before he reached the door, he was stopped by two reporters. When Ju An looked at the sign on the microphone, he realized that it was a newspaper from the Montana area. He turned around and looked around. There were other horse owners around.
They were in groups. There were only two of them here and they only had a notebook and a tape recorder. They didn't even have anything to withstand the camera. The scene was quite shabby.
The female reporter stretched the machine in front of Ju An and Dinah and asked: "Angry Naughty Bag is the first horse to participate in the Derby in Montana in the past five years. How is he doing now?".
After hearing the reporter's words, Ju An smiled and replied: "My physical condition is very good. As for how good it is, you can see tomorrow."
The reporter then asked: "You and your horse are participating in a competition for the first time. Are you nervous?" Damn it! What kind of problem is this guy? It's not only the temptation of three million dollars, but also prestige and so on.
Which horse owner are you talking about who is not nervous about what he is doing here? This is just me. I just have a little hope in my heart. I sighed in my heart. Not only are there a small number of people in front of me, but also the professional skills are not good.
So professional. He looked at the young reporter and smiled and said, "It's not bad."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young female reporter asked Ju An again: "We are at the starting block next to Saiata and Braveheart. What do you think?".
Ju An waved his hand and said to the unprofessional young female reporter: "I don't think you should ask me this question. Our jockey is right next to you. You should ask Sanders." After speaking, he pointed to the person next to him.
With a bad face, he kicked the ball to Sanders.
After hearing what Ju An said, the reporter lady immediately put the machine in front of Sanders. Sanders paused and said, "You have to be next to others. As for who you are next to, it's not my concern.
I only care about how my partner and I will run tomorrow afternoon. Thank you, I’m going to take care of my partner.” After saying that, he put on a stinky face and left.
Ju An and Dinah quickly got rid of the two reporters. Unexpectedly, just as they left the door, they were stopped by a fat white man with small eyes. He smiled at Ju An and asked: "Are you angry and naughty?"
Is the package owner Mr. Ju?"
Ju An saw that he had never seen this fat man before, but he couldn't reach out to hit the smiling person. He came from the famous etiquette gang, so he squeezed out a smile on his face and nodded and said: "Yes.
, who are you?".
The fat man immediately introduced: "My name is Mike! I run a small sporting goods store. I noticed that your horse did not have the sponsor's logo on it, so I came to ask if he would wear our logo to compete! We are going to do it!"
I’ll sponsor you for US$60,000. Of course, if you get a good ranking, the price can be raised, up to US$100,000. What do you think?”
Ju An was stunned for a moment, then turned to ask Sanders: "Can this horse race still carry the sponsor's logo?". Seeing Sanders nodded, Ju An thought for a moment and then faced the fat man.
Said: "I'm sorry! My horse doesn't have this yet.
Plan." After saying that, he smiled at the fat man and walked away with Dinah and Sanders. This is a hundred thousand yuan. Do you need this little money? We are not beggars on the street. It's my brother's.
A pile of 100,000 dollars would kill you, fat man.
As Ju An walked, he asked Sanders: "How much can the mark on this horse be sold for?".
Sanders thought for a moment and said: "It depends on the horse. For example, the white Hansen sponsored by Microsoft costs nearly one million, and the other horses that are the favorites to win are also about the same price."
"Ni Ma! This damn fat guy wants to pick up the leaks from my brother." Ju An was so angry that he blurted out in Chinese: "Brother, this is always picking up the leaks from other people. This is the first time I've met someone who wants to pick up the leaks from his own."
A look of confusion flashed across the face of Sanders next to him, and he turned serious again. Dinah understood, and smiled happily next to Ju An.
When the three of them arrived at the stables, Sanders and Hou Sen began to pack the naughty bags together, while Dinah continued to surround the naughty bags with fruits. Ju An took out the fruit bar from the space and replaced it with the ones provided by the hotel.
When Dinah came out, she got two and put them in her pockets, which made the pockets of her coat bulge, which came in handy at this time.
Ju An stood outside the stables and looked at the surrounding horses. Sure enough, the horses with cushions on their backs all had the names of sponsors. With a glance, he saw Microsoft's white-faced horse, which was all white and pretty.
It's really good, especially for a Chinese like Ju'an. The snow-white horse without a trace of hair is indeed more eye-catching.
There was also the logo of WP embroidered on the seat cushion, so Ju An cursed: Just do your best, why don't you mess around with your cell phone? Do you know that you have a lot of problems, Bill should be damned.
I didn't miss my real job at all, and I was able to mess around all day long.
It seems that everyone else has this, except for my naughty bag. It’s so chilling. I have to make a show-off. This guy is not worthy of the money I collected, so I have to put my own ranch on it.
There was still a missing sign, so Ju An secretly made a decision.
Now that he had made up his mind, he walked up to Dinah and the other three and said, "Embroider the logo of our ranch onto the cushion of the naughty bag, just to improve the reputation of my ranch. We can't let outsiders take advantage of it." After saying that, he picked up the
I picked up my pen and started to draw. I drew a circle casually, with a capital J inside, and an a and a d on both sides.
It just happened that Ju An's last name plus the initials of his first name were added to the initials of Dinah's first name, and this was the mark. After writing it, Ju An seemed not very satisfied, it was a bit ugly, and his face turned a little bitter.
Looking at the paper in my hand, I saw that the circle was a bit flat, and it looked like a stick car logo. It was really ugly.
Dinah stretched out her head to take a look, and said with a smile: "Give me the paper, and I will help polish it." Taking the paper from Ju An's hand, Dinah changed all the words into handwritten cursive,
It looked very pleasing to the eye, and Ju An gave Dinah a thumbs up: "The cursive handwriting is really nothing to say. The next step is to find a place to embroider the logo."
Sanders looked at Ju An and said, "Let Hou Sen take the paper and the cushion of the naughty bag to the service station. They can help embroider the logo there for a fee of one hundred dollars each time."
Damn! This business is so good, maybe if you want a toothpick from a horse race, the racetrack can get it for you and calculate the money for you. This guy actually charges a hundred dollars to embroider a logo. Ju An thought about it and took it out of his pocket.
He took out his wallet, took out a ticket and handed it to Hou Sen. At this time, Hou Sen took the naughty bag's seat cushion and went to the service station. (To be continued...)
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