Chapter 16

Zhang Shiqi came out of a clothing store again, empty-handed. She hugged the arm of the woman walking beside her and complained, "CoCo, I've almost finished shopping in the clothing stores on Paterson Street, but I can't find any clothes I like. It's so annoying. What should I do about my date tonight? It's my first date with Dong Ge."

She and Dong Ge are colleagues and have just confirmed their relationship. Tonight is their first date, so she needs to be careful.

CoCo's shoulders slumped, and she looked at her helplessly, "I finally understand why my dad always complains about shopping with my mom. Miss, you've been to all the trendiest clothing stores in Hong Kong and still can't find the clothes you like. I really admire you."

"Oh." Zhang Shiqi was a little embarrassed, and shook her arm and said coquettishly: "Sister Coco, you have worked hard today. You are my great hero. Come on, I will treat you to some sweet soup. I remember there is a very famous sweet soup restaurant on another street in Causeway Bay. It is also a time-honored brand."

CoCo said, "Okay, let's go have some dessert first, and then I'll go shopping with you. Today I'm willing to sacrifice my life for you."

"CoCo, you're the best."

The two walked out of Paterson Street and turned to another street in Causeway Bay. At a three-way intersection, Zhang Shiqi was about to cross the road when her eyes were suddenly attracted by a set of clothes on the opposite street.

It was a newly opened clothing store with several flower baskets at the door. Through the window, she looked at a dress worn by a mannequin: a brown leather vest paired with a denim suspender skirt. The model was wearing a round-top hat with a large brim, and a pair of over-the-knee brown Martin boots underneath.

This combination caught her attention and made her stop in her tracks.

Coco noticed her stop and said, "What's wrong? Let's cross the road. The dessert shop is right in front."

"Wait a minute." Zhang Shiqi held Coco's hand and pointed at the clothing store across the street and said excitedly, "Let's go to the clothing store across the street first, and then have some sweet soup later, okay, Sister Coco."

CoCo looked towards the clothing store as she did, and was also attracted by the dress at first sight. "You like that dress?"

"Yeah." Zhang Shiqi nodded, "It looks quite innovative."

CoCo was shopping with her for clothes today, and now that she saw something she liked, she hoped she would pick it quickly and stop shopping. As for the dessert, she could eat it after buying it. "Then let's go over and take a look."

The two of them walked across the street, opened the glass door, and walked in when they heard a pleasant voice, "Welcome."

Looking up, a woman in a black jumpsuit walked towards them. She smiled before she spoke, "Are you here to look at clothes?"

Zhang Shiqi CoCo suddenly felt a spring breeze blowing on her face and nodded, "Yes."

Song Shu looked at the two beautifully dressed women and said, "Then you can look around as you like. If you need anything, you can call me."

After saying this, he left them alone and went back behind the cashier.

Zhang Shiqi and the others felt relieved after hearing her words. Instead of feeling that her behavior neglected them, they felt much more at ease.

Normally when they go to clothing stores to buy clothes, the sales clerks always like to follow them around, being overly enthusiastic, but this completely affects their mood for looking at clothes. They would rather discuss with their good friends, and they will call the sales clerks themselves when they have a need.

Seeing that Song Shu didn't bother them, Zhang Shiqi couldn't help but pick up a skirt of the same style as the model's and tried it on herself, saying to Coco, "Does it look good? I think the cowhide vest design is very unique, and it goes well with me going to watch the horse race tonight with Dong Ge."

Sister CoCo nodded and complained, "Who goes to the horse races on their first date? That's not romantic at all."

Then she continued, "The designer of this skirt must have had a western cowboy style in mind when designing it. It's quite suitable for tonight's horse racing."

Her job is somewhat related to clothing, so she could see the design elements of this dress at a glance.

Zhang Shiqi nodded in sudden enlightenment. The more she looked at the skirt, the more satisfied she was. She said to Song Shu, "Can I try this skirt on?"

"Of course." Song Shu put down the pen in her hand when she heard the voice, looked up, and pointed to the dressing room, "This is the dressing room."

Zhang Shiqi picked up a pair of pants that suited her size and went into the changing room.

CoCo glanced at a few denim skirts. Although they looked nice, they didn’t suit her style. Thinking of the jumpsuit the owner was wearing, she couldn’t help but walk to the left.

That is a clothing area different from the denim style. It has the jumpsuit that Song Shu is wearing, as well as other skirts and suits.

CoCo picked up the same suit as Song Shu. She was about 1.7 meters tall, the same height as the owner. She glanced at the owner's slender figure in this suit. The clean and neat outfit was quite suitable for wearing to work.

At this time, Zhang Shiqi came out after changing her clothes. She looked at her clothes in the mirror. The tassels on her vest swayed in an arc as she turned. The more she looked, the more satisfied she became. She couldn't help but ask Coco, "What do you think?"

CoCo looked at her outfit and nodded, "It looks good on you. By the way, wouldn't it look better if you put on the model's hat?"

Song Shu heard what they said, walked over and picked up a hat, "Do you want to try it on? This whole set can be matched."

The hat was made by her, and the Martin boots were bought from a shoe store to make the western cowboy style more prominent.

"Okay." Zhang Shiqi took the hat she handed over and put it on. She looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied. "It's very beautiful. Are the boots also matching?"

Song Shu nodded and replied, "Yes, you can wear it with Martin boots. You can find these boots in any shoe store. My boots are size 37. I wonder if they will fit you."

"Size 37 is just the right size for me. Can I try it on with the boots?" Zhang Shiqi said a little embarrassedly. She really wanted to see how the whole outfit would look.

"Of course." Song Shu walked over, took the pair of boots and placed them in front of her.

"Thank you." Zhang Shiqi lowered her head and put on her boots impatiently. After putting them on, she looked at the mirror again. The person in the mirror was so cool that he looked like he just needed a horse to gallop on the racecourse.

Sister CoCo nodded as well, "This outfit really suits you. You are the most eye-catching person at the racecourse tonight."

Zhang Shiqi was somewhat pleased with herself. She did a few exercises in the skirt and was able to stretch herself freely. Moreover, the skirt did not cause any discomfort, unlike other clothes which might have some minor problems. "Boss, could you please pack up this skirt and hat? I'll buy them."

"Okay." Song Shu folded the skirt and hat she needed and put them into a cardboard bag with her clothing brand on it.

After Zhang Shiqi tried on her own clothes, she saw Sister Coco holding a set of clothes and asked, "Sister Coco, are you planning to buy clothes too?"

CoCo nodded, "Well, I'll go try this jumpsuit on. I think it looks good on the boss."

Zhang Shiqi nodded in agreement, "It's pretty, and it suits your urban beauty style."

CoCo went into the dressing room and changed, then stood in front of the floor-length mirror. The hem of her trousers hung down smoothly, flowing like water as she walked. Looking at her back, because she had short hair, her beautiful back was completely exposed, which was a little sexy.

Zhang Shiqi looked at it and exclaimed, "Beautiful, a little formal and a little sexy."

CoCo was also very satisfied, but she was a little worried and said, "It might be a bit cold when the air conditioning blows at the company."

Song Shu had just packed the clothes that the customer needed and came over. When she heard this, she said, "You can try this suit with yours. Wearing it on will not only keep you warm, but it will also give you a different style."

Song Shu handed the packed clothes to Zhang Shiqi, and then picked up two suits on the hanger, one was a short black one, and the other was long to the hips.

He put the short one on the girl with short hair first and said softly, "Like this."

CoCo asked her to put on the suit for her. When she saw herself in the mirror, her eyes lit up. After putting on the suit, her aura became stronger. The most important thing was that the suit was very stiff. Even when she put it on, she didn't feel soft. The fabric also felt very smooth and didn't feel cheap.

Zhang Shiqi even blurted out: "CoCo, you look like a strong woman in TVB."

Song Shu took off the short one and put on the long one. The long suit looked more lazy than the short one. They were two completely different styles.

CoCo was very satisfied with both combinations and didn't know which one to choose for a moment. But looking at the cut and fabric of the suit, she thought it would be very presentable even for daily wear, so she gritted her teeth and bought both.

CoCo and her friend took the clothes they had chosen and followed Song Shu to the cashier to pay the bill.

With a casual glance, she saw what looked like clothing design drawings on the table. Thinking of something, Coco asked uncertainly, "Boss, is this a clothing design drawing? Are all the clothes in the store designed by you yourself?"

Song Shu handed her the packed clothing bag and nodded, "Yes, all the clothes sold in the store are designed by me."

After hearing this, CoCo and the others couldn't help but look at Song Shu a few more times and praised her, "Then boss, you are very talented. The clothes in your store are very beautiful and attractive."

The word "attractive" is a high compliment to clothes. Only when clothes are attractive can people pay for them.

After hearing this, Song Shu curled her lips and said, "Thank you."

"Hey, we are telling the truth. Just look at our shopping desire today and you will know that the clothes you designed are really beautiful. We will come again next time." Zhang Shiqi said happily after buying the clothes she liked.

"Okay, next time you come, you'll be regular customers and I'll give you a discount." Song Shu watched them leave, and the corners of her mouth curled up when she thought about selling two more orders.

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When Chen Zonghao came in carrying Jiahui, he saw Song Shu sitting behind the cashier with a small pile of Hong Kong dollars in front of her. She was counting them one by one with a frown on her face, with no attempt to hide her happiness.

After counting, I saw them and smiled, "You guys are back. I made quite a few sales today."

She looked a little proud, as if saying, "Praise her, she's great."

Chen Zonghao put Jiahui down and put the dinner dessert in his hand on the cash register. He glanced at the money on the table and raised his eyebrows. "Good luck in opening the business."

Jia Hui, on the other hand, was more direct. She rushed over and hugged Song Shu's legs, raised her head, and praised without hesitation: "Sister, you are so powerful. You make a lot of money."

Song Shu smiled and pinched her little face, "Our Jiahui is really sweet. Sister will buy a small cake for Jiahui."

Chen Zonghao listened and looked at the two people playing, then opened the dinner he had just bought when he went to pick up Jiahui from school, and placed them one by one at the cashier, "It's time for dinner."

When Song Shu heard the voice, she looked at the dinner on the cashier's counter. There was an unusually rich selection of pork trotter rice, stir-fried pork, pigeon soup, etc. She couldn't help swallowing and instantly felt hungry.

She quickly put the money on the table away and was about to wash her hands when the man handed her a wet towel. Song Shu took it and said, "Thank you."

The man didn't say anything. He brought a small chair and asked Jiahui to stand on it. Then he put some rice and vegetables in a small bowl for her. Jiahui started eating. She didn't need Song Shu to take care of her at all. She just needed to pick up her chopsticks and start eating.

The three of them started eating. Seeing the man standing aside eating, Song Shu couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to sit down?"

Chen Zonghao picked up a piece of fat meat that she thought was secretly placed in the corner and put it into his mouth, "No need."

"Oh." Song Shu nodded and ignored him. She took a sip of pigeon soup and immediately felt all the fatigue of the day disappear. She casually looked out the door through the window.

It is evening now, and the streets are filled with people rushing home from get off work or students returning from school. An unknown Cantonese song is playing on the street.

The sunset shone through the doors and windows. Song Shu ate her meal while admiring the street scene. She felt as if her mood had calmed down at that moment.

It was half an hour after they finished their meal. Song Shu leisurely watched Chen Zonghao clean up the lunch box garbage on the table in a few seconds.

Jiahui was sitting on her lap at this time, looking at a book of illustrations in her hand. Song Shu was carelessly touching her head with one hand and looking at a flyer in the other hand, which was promoting some horse racing events.

Song Shu looked at the flyer and realized once again that horse racing in Hong Kong was a big event. Thinking of the conversation she had heard with the customers today, she wondered whether she should use this event to promote her clothing, but she didn't have any good ideas for the time being.

Song Shu tapped the flyer unconsciously, thinking it would be better to go to the site to find out more.

So when Chen Zonghao came in after throwing away the garbage, he met a pair of sparkling eyes looking at him. He walked over, glanced at the flyer in her hand, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Want to watch the horse racing?"

Song Shu nodded quickly, "Yes." She looked at him eagerly, with great surprise in her eyes. He knew before she even opened her mouth, "I want to go."

"Let's go then." Chen Zonghao glanced at his watch, "It's just the right time for us to go there now."

"Okay." Song Shu was very happy. She thought of something and slapped her forehead. "Wait, let's go change clothes."

Isn't this a ready-made real-life advertisement? They can wear the clothes she designed to watch the game. Although they are not celebrities, she will never miss any opportunity to advertise, and every customer she can get is a customer.

Therefore, Song Shu stood up, put Jiahui in his arms, and then pushed his back to the back room, "Let's change clothes first."

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Song Shu changed her clothes and walked out of the room holding Jiahui's hand. She was wearing a tube-top denim skirt with two leather belts with large metal buckles and a pleated hem. She wore a pair of brown over-the-knee Martin boots on her feet and a wide-brimmed cowboy hat on her head. She had her hair tied into a side braid with a brown rope tied around the braid.

As for the little Jia Hui, she wore a pair of children's suspenders, carried a small denim bag with tassels, a small hat of the same style as hers on her head, and a pair of little Martin boots on her feet, which was cool and cute.

When they walked out of the room, Chen Zonghao was already dressed, wearing a pair of distressed burnt brown jeans with his legs tucked into Martin boots, making his legs look longer.

The upper body is a denim jacket and the hem of the clothes is a leather belt.

He was wearing the same style of western cowboy hat on his head, with his hands in his trouser pockets. When he looked over, Song Shu suddenly understood the meaning of "so sad that her legs went weak".

The man looked her over, then walked over, bent over, picked Jiahui up, and said, "Let's go."

"Oh." Song Shu followed him and closed the doors of the front and back rooms one by one.

The shadows of the three people stretched out on the street, and they walked out of the street and waited under the sign.

Chen Zonghao looked at the passing cars and said, "We need to take a bus to Hong Kong Island. Happy Valley Racecourse is there. Follow closely."

"Okay." Song Shu nodded obediently but didn't pay attention to his last sentence "follow closely". Instead, she was thinking about the Happy Valley Racecourse. The racecourse is still in use today, so it can be said that horse racing has a long history.

At this time, the bus arrived. After getting on the bus, Song Shu finally understood what he meant by "follow closely".

There were unusually many people on this bus and Song Shu was almost squeezed off the bus. Fortunately, Chen Zonghao pulled her up. The man held the child in one hand and pulled her forward with the other.

He walked in front and Song Shu followed behind him. His tall figure separated her from the other crowded people. Then the man gently pushed her against a handrail and stood beside her, using his body to separate her from the crowd.

Song Shu listened to the conversations of the people around her and realized that almost everyone in the car was going to Happy Valley to watch horse racing. She could only sigh in her heart again that Hong Kong people love watching horse racing.

Song Shu leaned against the handrail, looking up and teasing Jiahui. The neon lights on the street shone through the car windows from time to time, leaving flickering lights on people's faces.

Song Shu was teasing Jiahui and couldn't help but look at the man from time to time. The man stood with his head tilted to one side, his head slightly tilted back, his eyes looking out the window, revealing his superior jawline.

The neon light occasionally swept across his high nose and eyes.

At this time, the man lowered his head and looked at her. Their eyes met and the neon lights kept changing in their eyes.

Before the next light came in, Song Shu was the first to look away.

The bus was moving forward while stopping. Song Shu noticed that other people were looking at them from time to time, especially several girls who were traveling together, whose eyes lingered on Song Shu's clothes from time to time.

I could still hear their discussions intermittently, "Hey, that girl's wearing a very special denim skirt, is it a popular style these days?"

"The hat and dress she wore matched well, too."

"I think this is a cool way to watch horse racing."

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Song Shu heard their conversation and felt happy. She felt that her decision tonight was absolutely correct.

So when she got off the bus, those girls came over and politely asked her where to buy her skirt. Song Shu quickly took out her own printed business cards and handed them out to them one by one.

After she finished sending it, she almost hummed a song happily. Chen Zonghao looked at her action with amusement, "Tsk, you have this skill."

Song Shu raised her head proudly, "That means being ready to seize every opportunity at any time."

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The three of them bought tickets and entered the venue. When they were buying the tickets, there was a horse racing area next to them, and many people went there to place bets on the horses they liked.

Song Shu couldn't help but take a few curious glances; she had never played horse racing before.

Chen Zonghao looked at her and asked, "Do you want to go over and take a look?"

Song Shu was really curious, so she nodded and walked over. She saw the information about every horse race tonight, and everyone could place a bet on the horse they liked.

The bets ranged from tens to tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars. Song Shu saw an old man wearing glasses bet 10,000 Hong Kong dollars on horse number 3 without blinking.

Song Shu was jealous of his generosity. Ten thousand Hong Kong dollars, without any hesitation, just one bet. She didn't even have that much money in her entire fortune.

Chen Zonghao stood beside her and asked, "Do you want to play?"

Song Shu was eager to try, and after thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes." However, she did not dare to place a big bet, and only took two hundred Hong Kong dollars as a token of her appreciation.

But when it came to choosing a horse, she had difficulty choosing. Looking at those tall horses, she saw no difference between them and couldn't figure out how to tell the difference between the good and bad horses.

Chen Zonghao bent down slightly and looked at the horse introduction with her, then said, "Do you need my advice?"

Song Shu nodded and shook her head, and finally shook her head, "No, let's rely on the goddess of luck today."

As she spoke, Song Shu put her money on number seven, a snow-white mare that was only three years old. Her body didn't look as tall as the other horses, but her fur was as white as snow without a single stray hair. She was extremely beautiful, the most beautiful of all the horses and the one that Song Shu liked the most.

But the name does not match its appearance and temperament at all. Unlike other horses with impressive names like "Flame" and "Chasing the Wind"... this horse is called "Heart and Liver".

When Song Shu saw the name, she wanted to take back her bet. She really couldn't understand what was going on in the owner's mind to give it such a shameful name.

Perhaps because of the name, Song Shu took a look and saw that not many people were betting on this horse, and it received the least investment of all.

It seems that no one is optimistic about it. For a moment, Song Shu felt a little regretful and thought that the goddess of luck would not be by her side today.

But it was over now, so Song Shu was no longer bothered by it.

At this time, the sound of "Bang Bang" car engines sounded, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see three or four sports cars driving into the racecourse.

Song Shu looked at the sleek sports car driving in, her eyes widened for a moment, and she felt like she was standing in the modern world.

Good guy, you are worthy of being one of the Four Little Dragons of Hong Kong. In this era, sports cars are not a rare thing. It is true that rich people exist in every era.

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As the sports car drove in, everyone started talking louder. "I heard that Mr. Zhang will also have his horse in the race tonight."

A laugh was heard, and another person said, "Don't tell me I'm the second son of Zhang, the one who loses nine times out of ten."

"That's him, and that other Mr. Zhang."

"Hahaha, it's really him. Tell me quickly which horse belongs to the Second Young Master Zhang tonight. I want to avoid it." Someone laughed and said anxiously.

Someone who didn't understand asked in confusion, "Why? Is there something wrong with Mr. Zhang's horse?"

The person who spoke earlier glanced at him and said, "You're new here, right? You don't even know Mr. Zhang. He's the famous 'God of Unlucky Things' at the racecourse. 'Nine times out of ten he loses' means that in every race he participates in, almost all bets on his horses are lost."

"Fuck, that's so weird. Quick, tell me which horse belongs to Mr. Zhang tonight."

"Tell me too."

"Don't crowd, don't crowd. Let me take a look... I see that horse number 7 belongs to Mr. Zhang II."

When Song Shu heard this, she staggered and widened her eyes in disbelief. No way was she really that unlucky tonight? She had bet on horse number 7, the one owned by Mr. Zhang II.

Chen Zonghao glanced at her and raised his eyebrows, "It's not about believing in the goddess of luck."

Song Shu snorted and said, "Just consider it as spending money to avoid disaster." Nine times out of ten, she would lose. She felt that there really was a goddess of luck. Tonight, the goddess of luck might have to work hard to make a big splash.

The three of them took their tickets and walked towards the stands.

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In a private room of the venue, a group of young men were sitting inside, accompanied by beautiful girls.

There is a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows in front of the box, from which you can take in the entire competition venue below, providing an excellent view.

The racecourse manager and a staff member were also standing in the box. They were waiting on the side, watching the young men holding the information about the current betting situation and discussing which horse to choose for betting.

One of the young masters glanced at the message and said, "Did the Li family member also meet his end today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the box, which had been bustling just a moment ago, suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone looked at the man sitting in the middle from time to time. In tonight's race, only Young Master Li and Young Master Zhang in front of him had left the field, and both of them let their horses compete.

The game immediately became heated. Everyone in Hong Kong knew that Young Master Li and Young Master Zhang disliked each other. Moreover, the two enemies had the same hobby: horse racing.

One is the son of a jewelry tycoon, the other is the son of a shipping tycoon, neither of them gives in to the other.

But in the past two years, Young Master Zhang was defeated by Young Master Li in almost every game, and there was even a reputation that Young Master Zhang "loses nine out of ten times". This reputation was given by Young Master Li when he mocked Young Master Zhang at a banquet, and the two even had a fight over it.

So they are facing off again in tonight's game, which is going to be exciting to watch.

Young Master Zhang was sitting in the middle of the box, holding Tian Tian, ​​the recently popular Hong Kong celebrity.

Therefore, not only young men participated in tonight's game, but also many paparazzi came in and waited to take pictures of the news.

Zhang Zuwen was shaking a glass of red wine in his hand and looked up at the manager, "How much is the stake at Li Po Street tonight?"

The manager's eyelids twitched, and he bent his waist and said respectfully, "Replying to Second Master, Master Li's horse No. 5 is currently worth 1.24 million."

Zhang Zuwen stopped shaking the wine glass and said, "What about me?"

The manager bent his back even more after hearing this, not daring to raise his head to meet his eyes, "Second Young Master, this is, this is..."

"How much is it? Don't be hesitant." Zhang Zuwen said impatiently.

The manager closed his eyes and said, "It's 110,000."

Suddenly the room became even quieter, as if even the breathing of the people had stopped. After a while, there was a sound of a wine glass falling to the ground, accompanied by an angry voice, "You said I am not even a fraction as good as him?"

After hearing this, the manager didn't dare to answer and buried his head even lower.

The other young masters looked at the furious man in bewilderment. One of them said, "Hey, what do those people know about horse racing? They don't even know how powerful our Second Young Master's horse is this time. I bet $200,000 on the Second Young Master's horse, and it will definitely win."

The other young masters' faces twitched when they heard his words, and they gritted their teeth and agreed, "That's right, I'll bet two hundred thousand too."

"Support our Second Young Master, I will bet one hundred thousand."

"Here I come, here I come, Manager, remember me..."

"Get lost." Zhang Zuwen yelled, "I don't need you to suppress my ass. Wait, I won't believe you if I don't suppress Li Baojie tonight."

After saying that, he kicked the table and pushed the door open and walked out.

The room was full of people looking at each other, and a young man looked at everyone and asked, "Do we still need to place a bet?"

"Why are you still betting? Didn't you hear what Mr. Zhang said? Forget it, I won't bet."

The others also shrugged their shoulders after hearing this. In fact, they didn't really want to place the bet because it was obvious that they would lose. They were not as favored as Zhang Zuwen, who had too much money to spend.

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Song Shu, Chen Zonghao and others were standing on a high platform. They could look down at the venue below, and look up at the high-rise buildings with lights on.

At this time, the venue was almost full of people and the noise was deafening. When she just walked in, Song Shu saw several reporters with cameras. She couldn't help but take a few glances at them. The Hong Kong paparazzi were well-known and sharp-tongued.

For a moment, Song Shu was a little curious about whether there was anything surprising about tonight's race. After pricked up her ears, she found out that they seemed to have heard a rumor that Hong Kong beauty Tian Tian was having a night meeting with handsome horseman Zhang Zuwen at the racecourse.

Hearing the content of the title, Song Shu's face turned red. You are worthy of being a Hong Kong paparazzi. You really know how to talk.

But Song Shu didn't pay much attention to it. It was none of their business whatsoever about celebrity boys.

The race was about to begin. Song Shu held her betting ticket and muttered to herself, "Goddess of Luck, bless me to win. Number 7 is so pretty and stylish. It is obviously the most handsome and imposing horse on the field. Number 7 must win. If it doesn't win, who will win..."

Song Shu felt bad when she thought about her two hundred yuan. She couldn't help but pray to the heaven and earth. She couldn't lose. If she lost, that was her two hundred yuan.

Chen Zonghao and Jiahui were looking at her, both uncle and nephew had the same confused expression. Chen Zonghao found it a little funny. This woman didn't care just now, but now that the competition has started, she is talking nonsense again.

Song Shu didn't care what they thought. She had to start it. She had to pray for help beforehand, no matter whether it would work or not.

At this time, a male voice interrupted, "Hey, pretty girl, did you buy horse number 7?"

Song Shu heard the voice and looked at the person. He looked decent but she didn't recognize him. After hearing his question, Song Shu had nothing to hide and nodded, "Yes, I bought number 7."

After hearing her answer, Song Shu felt that the man in front of her had a strange look on his face for a moment, and he kept looking at her.

Chen Zonghao beside her frowned, took a step forward, and blocked her with half of his body.

The man didn't notice his action, and continued to ask Song Shu, "Why did you buy number 7?"

Song Shu's heart ached when she heard this. This was like a knife stabbing her in the heart, but she remained calm and said, "Oh, it looks good. I have a keen eye and think it will be the first."

The man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked straight at Song Shu, "Really?"

Song Shu met his sincere gaze, and wondered in her heart whether this person was another sucker like her who bought the number 7, which was a 'nine out of ten chances of losing', and was seeking comfort from his fellow sufferers.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. Song Shu nodded sincerely, "Of course, that's what I thought."

The man raised his head after listening for a moment and said, "He is still a man who knows what he is doing." Then he turned around and left.

Song Shu glanced at his back and then looked away, muttering, why does this guy look so stupid.

At this time, the noise below rang out, and the competition began. Song Shu no longer cared about anything else, and leaned over the railing, watching the competition below, looking for No. 7, and yelled, "Come on, No. 7, run!"

Jiahui, sitting in Chen Zonghao's arms, also raised her hand to help Song Shu shout, "Number 7, come on!"

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After the game, Song Shu held the ticket and stared at Chen Zonghao, her head full of question marks. She said to him in disbelief: "Number 7 won? I won?"

Chen Zonghao's expression was choked for a moment. It was the first time that Song Shu saw him choked. Thinking of the magical game, she couldn't help but laugh, "I'm really lucky tonight."

Thinking about the moment when the first horse No. 7 reached the finish line, and the sound of people gasping for air and swearing in the field, she felt happy. It was really a sudden turn of events.

For a moment, she felt a little regretful that she had bet too little, but when she saw an old man next to her cursing that he had lost five thousand, Song Shu felt that two hundred was good enough, and she should be content with what she had.

Song Shu laughed for a while and then prepared to take Chen Zonghao to redeem the bet.

At this time, a group of people staggered towards them. Song Shu took a look and saw that the person walking in front was the strange man just now.

At this time, the man was even more arrogant. He raised his head to the sky and grinned. "Haha, you are a bunch of idiots. How dare you look down on me? Didn't Li Baojie lose to me tonight? Didn't you see how gloomy his face was just now..."

Zhang Zuwen smiled arrogantly. His BMW No. 7 won tonight. Thinking of Li Pojie, whom he had just met and was ridiculed by him, he felt refreshed.

The group of young masters who followed him still looked a little dazed. No, Young Master Zhang won? He just won like that? If he lost, why didn't they place a bet?

He flattered cleverly, "That's right, Second Young Master, you are so impressive tonight."

"I said from the beginning that the Second Young Master would win, and it turned out to be true."

…

Zhang Zuwen pouted after hearing what they said. He didn't feel very happy. Don't think he didn't know how reluctant they were just now. He turned around and saw Song Shu and the other two. He walked over and said, "Hey, pretty girls, we won. Number 7 won."

Song Shu was still happy when she heard his words. "Yes, No. 7 won. I said No. 7 would definitely succeed."

Zhang Zuwen was happier to hear this than to hear other young masters praising him. Listen, this is a person who truly has a discerning eye for talent.

Before they could say anything, a bunch of paparazzi carrying cameras came rushing over, "It's Zhang Ershao and Tian Tian."

"Mr. Zhang, may I ask what is your relationship with Tian Tian? Is she your girlfriend or mistress?"

"Tian Tian, ​​are you happy to meet Young Master Zhang at the racecourse tonight? Is Young Master Zhang energetic?"

"Second Young Master, are you and Tian Tian getting married soon? Are you planning to get pregnant and have a baby?"

"Tian Tian, ​​I heard that Mrs. Zhang doesn't plan to accept a daughter-in-law from the entertainment industry. How do you plan to deal with Mrs. Zhang?"

…

Song Shu was completely dumbfounded listening to the reporter's explosive questions. This Hong Kong reporter really dared to ask anything and spoke so sharply and bluntly. Tsk tsk, was she eating melons in the live version?

Song Shu couldn't help but stretch her head and prick up her ears to look at the man and woman surrounded by a group of reporters. It turned out that the man just now was the Zhang Ershao, and it turned out that the beautiful woman was the jade star Tian Tian, ​​who looked so pure. Wow, has she come to some eight o'clock drama channel?

Chen Zonghao, who was standing next to her, saw her eating the melon with curiosity, and pulled her aside with amusement and helplessness to prevent her from being squeezed by the crowd.

Zhang Zuwen was not as impatient as usual when he saw this group of annoying paparazzi. He grinned and said happily, "I can't tell you about other questions, but I'm very happy tonight. My horse won first place tonight and beat Li Pojie. Haha."

The paparazzi wanted to continue asking questions, but after hearing what Zhang Ershao said, they couldn't help but look at each other. Everyone in Hong Kong knows that Zhang Ershao has the reputation of "nine out of ten losses", but they didn't expect that he would win tonight, and he won against his mortal enemy. Oh no, these two are going to fight.

Let them fight, Hong Kong people love to watch these young men and women doing this.

Zhang Zuwen didn't care about them and continued arrogantly: "Oh, I don't care about those of you who have no vision to bet on. There are many people with vision, such as the beautiful girl over there."

As he spoke, Zhang Zuwen pointed his finger at Song Shu who was standing nearby. Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to Song Shu, and in an instant, Song Shu became the focus of the crowd.

In the blink of an eye, Song Shu was met with cameras and pairs of eyes.

After hearing what Zhang Zuwen said, the paparazzi turned around and saw a beautiful woman. His eyes lit up. She was no less beautiful than Tian Tian. Was she a newly debuted little star? Or was she Zhang Zuwen's other woman?

Song Shu had no idea what was going on in the paparazzi's minds. She was confused for a moment when she was suddenly faced with such a big scene, but fortunately, she had faced such a scene in her previous life, and she regained her composure in just a moment.

Looking at so many cameras, an idea suddenly flashed in her mind. She remembered the purpose of coming here today. Song Shu's eyes lit up. Wow, so many celebrities, so many reporters and paparazzi, isn't this a great opportunity to advertise her clothes?

Song Shu was now only thinking about how she could make a stunning statement and advertise her clothes in a dazzling way.