When Mr. Bayer heard Gu Qingcheng say that she was looking for a suitable school for her child, he directly recommended the new school run by his church.

He said, "Ms. Gu, I am willing to be your referral. Your son is really smart, don't waste time!"

Gu Qingcheng naturally wouldn't refuse, "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Bayer. You are so kind, I will definitely repay you."

Having said that, Gu Qingcheng glanced at the horse farm and probably had an idea.

Mr. Bayer thought Gu Qingcheng was just being polite.

However, Mr. Bayer still feels a sense of accomplishment that his kindness can be understood and appreciated by the other party.

After the small talk, it’s time to get down to business.

Mr. Baier eagerly began to observe several participating horses.

"Hmm, which number should I buy? Damn it, I can't lose again!"

Being laughed at is one thing, but the key is that it really costs money.

He has even started taking an advance on next month's salary.

If he loses again, he will probably be out of money next month.

"Number Four! Number Four should win!"

Gu Qingcheng pulled Li Yaozong and carefully observed the horses.

He asked the staff at the horse farm some more questions, and then spoke with confidence.

Mr. Baier: ...

He looked at Gu Qingcheng, then at the thin-looking horse, with obvious disbelief in his green eyes.

"No! Ms. Gu, my intuition tells me that horse number one can win!"

Gu Qingcheng was speechless. "Mr. Bayer, do you buy lottery tickets based on your intuition?"

Although Gu Qingcheng herself believed in intuition, she knew very well that intuition was not accurate for everyone at all times.

Some people can always perfectly avoid all the right choices.

And Mr. Bayer in front of me, who loses nine times out of ten when gambling, is probably this kind of person!

Betting on horses does rely on luck, but intuition can also play a significant role.

But the skill of horse judging is also very important.

Otherwise, the stables would not have technicians who specialize in helping people look after horses.

"Yeah! My intuition is pretty good!"

When Mr. Bayer first came to China, he relied on his intuition.

After coming to China, his life was indeed very good.

With a considerable social status, one can also earn a considerable commission by helping to make connections.

If he could win at horse racing, his life would be even more perfect.

Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow. "So, Mr. Bayer always wins when betting on horses?"

Mr. Baier's face stiffened slightly. He chuckled dryly and repeatedly emphasized and defended himself, "My intuition is great, but my luck is a bit bad!"

He chose the right horse, but those horses always had accidents of one kind or another and ultimately missed the championship.

Gu Qingcheng: ...

He is a terrible person and extremely stubborn.

Aren’t Chinese people said to be rigorous? Shouldn’t they have more faith in technology?

"Mr. Bayer, I have the same excellent intuition as you, but I also seem to have exceptional luck!"

Gu Qingcheng followed Mr. Baier's words and said with a smile, "For example, when I first arrived in the provincial capital, I met you. You also suggested that I attend the university and helped my son solve the problem of schooling."

"Mr. Bayer, tell me, am I particularly lucky?"

Being flattered in such a high-end way, a smile appeared on Mr. Bayer's serious face.

"Yes, Ms. Gu, you are indeed lucky!"

It is indeed your luck to meet me.

Mr. Baier couldn't help feeling a little smug.

But then, he changed the subject, "However, when it comes to horse racing, I still insist on believing in myself!"

Gu Qingcheng: ...

Well, I flattered you for nothing.

"Okay! Then let's each try it."

Gu Qingcheng did not continue to persuade her. She insisted on her choice and bought ten horse racing tickets.

Mr. Bayer seemed to want to "prove" himself to Gu Qingcheng, and also followed his "intuition" and bought ten shares of the number one horse.

Soon, the game began.

At the beginning, horse number one was indeed in the lead and running at the front.

Horse number four was surrounded by several horses and was running neither ahead nor behind.

Seeing this, Mr. Bayer felt a little proud. He picked up the wine glass and raised it towards Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng didn't say anything and gave the other person a standard smile in return.

When we turned the corner, the situation on the field changed -

Horse number one seemed to be tripped by something and staggered noticeably.

Although it didn't fall, its speed slowed down.

Horse number four broke through the encirclement, overtook on a curve, and finally came to the front.

Mr. Bayer blinked, somewhat incredulous: the horse he chose ran very well, but why did it lose in the end?

"One more round!"

Mr. Bayer refused to believe it and continued to compete with Gu Qingcheng.

After losing three rounds in a row, while Ms. Gu next to him won three games in a row, Mr. Bayer's eyes changed.

He is stubborn, but he won't go against money.

"Ms. Gu, I must admit that you do have better luck. I'll buy with you this round."

"OK!"

Seeing that Mr. Bayer was no longer stubborn, Gu Qingcheng looked at the horses more carefully.

When Ma Yong walked onto the stands with a young lady in a Western-style dress, he saw Mr. Bayer and Gu Qingcheng having a "very pleasant conversation"...