Sa Ying didn't carry much money in her bag. She kept 1,000 Hong Kong dollars for herself and "lent" the remaining 2,300 Hong Kong dollars to Peng Bo.
Peng Bo stood up and wanted to borrow more. Although Elite Master was playing for the first time, his reputation in his previous life was very loud, so Peng Bo was very confident.
"Mr. Liu, have you brought any money?" Liu Lenovo smiled honestly, "I only brought a few hundred Hong Kong dollars with me, and I have already placed a bet."
Oh, it seems that everyone is in the same situation, the big guys don’t carry any money with them.
However, the boss who participated in the Fortune Forum placed a small bet of a few hundred yuan. It seemed that he was still enjoying the small bet. "Mr. Zhang, what about you?" He walked into Zhang Chaoyang's box on the sixth floor. Zhang Chaoyang was taking pictures, obviously for Sohu.
Pull traffic.
"I've already placed a bet." Zhang Chaoyang touched his pocket and took out a few hundred Hong Kong dollars. He could only shrug helplessly.
Whatever, this is the only way.
But when he met acquaintances along the way, Peng Bo was surprised that among these Chinese and foreign bigwigs who frequently handle tens of billions in business, some of the world's top richest people were just spectators tonight and were reluctant to spend a fortune.
Go betting on horse racing with Hong Kong dollars!
Sina's Wang Zhidong is like this, and so is Kodak Asia Pacific Chairman An Rui. He seems to be more interested in the atmosphere like the Colosseum, "Lao Ke, you have to retain the wonderful moments of life." This is what Kodak said here.
In the advertisement for the year, Peng Bo smiled and said, "Don't regret it."
Also not placing a bet was Bowerman, CEO of Microsoft. At the Fortune Forum, Microsoft presented each guest with a pocket-friendly "Meatball" computer to facilitate communication with each other.
This kind of computer is the iPad of later generations.
"I'll repay you with your computer." Peng Bo held up the few hundred Hong Kong dollars he borrowed from Zhang Chaoyang. "I bought it for you, Elite Master. What you lose is mine, and what you win is yours."
Elite master?
Bowerman did not refuse. A few hundred Hong Kong dollars were insignificant in his eyes. He was more willing to believe that this was a joke played by Peng Bo on him.
…
The jockey appears!
There are Chinese and foreigners among them, and it seems that the majority are foreigners, but no matter which country they come from, they will all embroider their names on their riding pants.
The next step is to enter the race and enter the gate. The white leader takes the horse to the starting point pulled by the tractor and closes it in the gate.
Oh, Peng Bo laughed. The elite master refused to enter the gate. As a result, nine staff members pushed and pulled it and finally managed to get it in.
The game has begun.
Simply put, a horse race consists of twelve horses running.
When the race first started, the racecourse was very quiet. Sa Ying and Peng Bo were still discussing which foal could win in Elite Masters and Olympic Spirit. But when the horse was about to reach the finish line, the racecourse suddenly boiled!
Everyone stood up from their seats and shouted loudly their betting numbers...
Sa Ying was calling for her Olympic spirit, but Peng Bo was staring at the Elite Master. The electronic unicorn was leading the way, but the Elite Master followed closely behind and made its first appearance. Its unyielding character was fully demonstrated!
Closer, closer, closer...
Peng Bo stood up from his seat as soon as he sat down, and the enthusiastic carnival in the audience reached its climax!
It’s deafening, boiling and filling the sky!
However, just three seconds later, the sound seemed to disappear from the earth, and the whole place fell into silence!
Because at this moment, the horse reaches the finish line!
"How's it going?" People all have a competitive mentality. Even if it's a small gamble, they still hope that they will gain something. Saying is looking forward to her results.
"The results will come out soon." It can be seen with the naked eye that the electronic unicorn and the elite master rushed to the finish line almost at the same time. This requires the use of camera playback to determine who is the champion.
But Peng Bo felt that he had already won. Amidst the deafening shouts in the audience, he almost didn't hear the call for elite master.
Oh, it's out.
Although he had already guessed the outcome, when the jockey riding the elite master slowly came to the center of the stand and thanked him excitedly, Peng Bo knew that he had won!
Short award ceremony.
"Mr. Peng, how much can you win this time?" Saiying asked without hesitation.
"I bought a winning streak, and the results will come soon." Peng Bo didn't know much about the calculation method of Xiangjiang horse racing, but soon, the results and the expected bonus amount were announced on the big screen in front of the stands.
At the same time, a dozen uncles and aunts, each holding a stick in their hands, were walking in the grass, erasing the footprints of the horses in front of them.
oh!
Peng Bo exclaimed slightly when he saw a figure that he could not believe, 16 million Hong Kong dollars.
I bought a winning streak with HKD 2,600 and won HKD 16 million!
"I won too." Saying bought the Olympic spirit and won more than 20,000 Hong Kong dollars for 1,000 Hong Kong dollars.
"I told you, we will all be very lucky if we buy it for the first time. How much did you win?" It was like playing a game, Saying was curious about Peng Bo's results.
"1,600...10,000 Hong Kong dollars." Peng Bo said with a smile, "But this is like venture capital. You also have shares, and we split it half and half."
"16 million Hong Kong dollars?" Sa Ying was also surprised. It wasn't that she had never seen money before, but that she had never heard of or seen such good luck.
Peng Bo borrowed money to bet on horse racing and made a fortune. "I don't want the dividends," Sa Ying said with a smile, "but I feel like you are really a venture capitalist at the racecourse!"
"Phone, your phone." Sa Ying reminded Peng Bo.
The call was from Bao Bufan, and Peng Bo didn't rush back. Bao Bufan had already made several calls just now, but he didn't hear it amid the loud voices in the audience.
Bao Bufan also sent a message, which only contained a few words: "Boss: The final quotation of "Financial Report" is HK$160 million, successful!"
Got it!
Peng Bo felt excited again. This old newspaper in Xiangjiang has changed its name from today on. It is no longer He, but Peng!
"I have never watched horse racing before, but I didn't expect that I actually made a small gain in my first try..." Saiying was still a little excited and surprised.
Peng Bo also achieved something, but of course he couldn't tell Sa Ying.
Because the luxury of the night racecourse is different in everyone's eyes.
"I agree, but I think everyone who has been to this place will never forget the splendor of this night..." He smiled and said to Sa Ying, of course, we must also keep the wonderful moments of life!
At this moment, there is the pride of the racecourse, the acquisition of financial reports, and...Saying sitting next to her...
"Peng Sheng," just as the guests of the Fortune Forum were walking out, a gray-haired old man came up to them. He was the host of tonight's dinner, Chen Yaozu, the chairman of the Hong Kong Jockey Club, "stay here."
Before the handover, if we asked who was the most powerful person in Hong Kong, every citizen of Hong Kong would give the same answer: the Governor of Hong Kong, the Taipan of HSBC and the Chairman of the Jockey Club.