Global Tycoon: You Call This A Small Achievement?

the next day.

The third uncle took everyone to the racecourse.

Probably because I came early, there weren't too many people there yet.

"Which one should I buy?" Hua Gu's eyes darkened completely.

The fish salesman was thinking about the so-called inside information he got from certain channels, "How about we buy based on the inside information."

He Zhou couldn't help but complain, "Didn't I agree to listen to Ah Xing?"

If they buy blindly like this, they will be lucky if they can win, and it will be enough after squandering this life-saving money.

"Yes, Zhou Zai is right. Didn't we all discuss it yesterday?" The third uncle took over the conversation, then pushed Ah Xing's arm and asked what Ah Xing thought.

Axing nodded, his eyes became deep, and he looked at each horse that was about to compete one by one, telling the truth.

"Horse No. 3 looks listless, horse No. 4 has lung problems... Horse No. 7 is more energetic, so just buy horse No. 7."

"How can horse No. 7 do? No horse judge in all of Xiangjiang is optimistic about horse No. 7!"

Before the third uncle had time to speak, the people nearby who listened to Ah Xing's analysis all sneered, thinking that Ah Xing's views were ridiculous.

Under the public outcry, even the third uncle, who was full of confidence in Ah Xing's special powers, was a little unsure.

Especially what Ah Xing said about Horse No. 4 having a lung problem. It was true that Ah Xing had clairvoyance, but I had never heard that he could see the internal structure of the horse's body from such a distance.

If it could really be done, then when Ah Xing looked at them, wouldn't he be looking at a bunch of parts?

It’s scary to think about the clumps of intestines and kidneys.

Almost subconsciously, the third uncle didn't want to believe it.

The distraught third uncle stopped a few horse fans from communicating. After their analysis, they left Ah Xing alone and planned to buy a few sets to try their luck as the horse reviewer said.

He Zhou shook his head secretly.

Third Uncle and the others really don’t have this kind of fortune, and they can’t grasp the opportunity that comes to their door.

All activities with a gambling nature are nothing more than gambling on human nature, just like stock trading, buying with disagreement and selling with consensus.

Often when there is a consensus of optimism, it means that risks are coming.

"Hey, cousin, third uncle has already gone to buy it!" Axing stayed where he was, a little at a loss as to what to do.

He Zhou smiled and said, "I listen to you, buy No. 7."

With that said, he walked up to buy horse racing tickets.

"How much to buy?"

The middle-aged man in charge of selling horse racing tickets and registering them asked in a deep voice without even raising his eyes.

He Zhou put his hand into his arms and without much hesitation, directly put the money on the table, "Two hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, number seven."

"Buy all No. 7?"

The middle-aged man raised his head in surprise and glanced at him.

It seems to be confirming whether the other party has made the final decision.

The meaning is also obvious.

It’s not too late to regret now!

The mere figure of two hundred thousand was naturally not enough to surprise him. There were many people buying horses in Hong Kong, and it was not unusual for a rich man to bet a million on horses with a wave of his hand.

Some famous bosses even spend a lot of money, buying tens of millions of lottery tickets overnight.

These distinguished guests can go directly to the VIP channel and enjoy the best service.

Even if you want something to happen, the waitress in the VIP room arranged by the Jockey Club is completely unable to refuse.

"Two hundred thousand, all for No. 7."

He Zhou gathered his fists and looked like he was going all-in.

The conductor felt enlightened.

It turns out he is another prodigal!

Shaking his head, good words can never persuade a damned person.

After doing this business for a long time, his heart has hardened.

However, when I saw the other person's extremely handsome face, I still couldn't help but remind him, "Please keep your lottery tickets safe."

"Thank you." He Zhou took the ticket and replied with a smile.

This is the only way to truly make a fortune.

He is not a wealthy young man, so he doesn't care about the two hundred thousand.

Besides, this is not a question of one or two hundred thousand. Once you hit the horse, it will be doubled countless times.

The rules of Hong Kong Marseille are actually similar to the general gambling rules, that is, everyone's bets are placed in a pot. The bookmaker and the government each first deduct taxes and money from it according to a certain proportion, and the rest is based on the betting ratio. Divide equally among the winners.

So generally speaking, the bigger the upset, the more money you win.

If the most popular number wins in the end, it is also common to play lonely. Only the government and the banker will always win.

Fortunately for He Zhou, Horse No. 7 is not favored. It is obviously an upset among the upsets. Once he really wins, he will definitely make a lot of money.

This is faster than pledging your jade finger and going to a gambling stall to make money!

"Hey, did you really buy horse No. 7?" Before the start of the Marseille, the third uncle walked up to He Zhou worriedly.

He Zhou naturally has nothing to hide.

As long as they are not a stud, if they lose this round, they still have a chance in the next round.

"Marseille has begun!"

The fish seller was holding a handful of lottery tickets, and there were large beads of sweat on the back of his hands.