Before they even reached the racecourse, the road was already jammed. They took the invitation and entered through the employee entrance, saving a lot of time.

The person at the door took them directly to the VIP viewing platform, which had the best view of the entire racecourse, and Chen Chaosheng was waiting for them there.

Song Yi whispered, "Chen Chaosheng is already over 70 years old. When he was young, he injured his leg. In recent years, he has appeared in public in a wheelchair."

She nodded, signaling Song Yi not to speak.

The four bodyguards who brought them in had very steady legs and rhythmic breathing, showing they were well trained.

His hearing must be very good too!

Song Yi naturally took a half step back and walked on the right side of Fang Zongtang.

Boxes and bags, all in his hands!

After arriving at the place, the bodyguard leaned over to Chen Chaosheng's ear and said something.

Chen Chaosheng waved his hand and asked half of the bodyguards to leave.

Then he let the bodyguard push him to the window to watch the game.

This means we're just going to leave them alone.

She gave Zhang Xingzu a look and walked to the window, and Zhang Xingzu brought the chair over immediately.

After sitting down steadily, she began to focus on the outside.

The race has begun. Horse number three is far ahead, and the rest of the horses are following closely behind it.

A deep and rich voice sounded.

“Can you look after horses?”

Without taking her eyes off the racehorse, she said lightly, "I used to ride it often."

The deep voice sounded again: "Riding a horse is different from horse racing."

Of course she knew this.

"I used to have a painting of Tian Ji's horse race hanging in my house, but I later sold it. I looked at that painting for several years!"

Chen Chaosheng turned his wheelchair and looked at her.

"Since you can read horses, do you dare to bet with me?"

She laughed and said, "Why not? I have the capital too."

Chen Chaosheng laughed with disdain: "If I win, you have to give me the gourd."

She smiled back, "If I win, you have to give me the remaining scraps!"

Chen Chaosheng put away his smile, and his majesty became more ferocious.

"good."

Chen Chaosheng asked with a stern face: "You first, or me?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Guess first."

Chen Chaosheng glanced at her, then looked past her at Song Yi, and then returned his gaze to her.

"Have you thought it through?"

She put away her smile, her eyes were deep and calm: "I've thought it through."

Chen Chaosheng asked someone to bring paper and pen, and the two of them wrote down the horse numbers they liked on the papers and put them aside.

Then I started waiting for the game to end.

The announcer's voice sounded in the VIP room.

"Horse number three is slowing down, and horse number seven is starting to gain momentum. Horse number seven is surpassing horse number ten, eight, nine, six... and is the best horse of the day!"

A game ended with cheers and disappointment.

Chen Chaosheng asked the bodyguard to unfold the notes written by the two people.

Zhang Xingzu's heart was in his throat just now, but now he can finally see the answer.

He immediately exclaimed: "It's horse number seven, all of them are horse number seven."

Chen Chaosheng looked at Fang Zongtang with a look of surprise.

“I lost.”

She turned her head and looked at the person who had given up.

"It's clearly a draw, why did you admit defeat?"

Chen Chaosheng narrowed his eyes and looked fierce: "I am a person who always accepts defeat when I gamble. This is my host field. I have been watching horses for my whole life. In terms of vision and experience, I am better than you. A draw means I lose."

She laughed and said, "You are quite interesting, old man. This place is so far from the racecourse. Do you dare to say that you can see from here to there?"

Chen Chaosheng's eyes immediately became extremely fierce.

"You mean I'm behind this?"