Chapter 223 Horse Racing
They put things down and went downstairs. At the moment, many young people gathered on the first floor. They got together in twos and threes, talking and laughing. Everyone was wearing something valuable.
It seems that they are all rich second generation.
Charlee Ford didn't know people, and Chang Sheng naturally didn't have them. Although Chang Sheng was famous in Madison, he was still a minority in America.
So I saw Charlee Ford and Chang Sheng coming down from upstairs, and only a few people looked up at them, and there was nothing but lamenting their high value.
"Ah? Why are they all here? Where are you going to play later?" Chang Sheng didn't see anything, so he gathered together in the crowd, raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth and asked.
Someone looked at him and regarded him as a playful young man. He replied, "Of course, I will go to horse racing later. There will be a gambling race in young master, and we will all bet."
"Horse racing?" Often slightly twist eyebrows.
When he was abroad, he often saw horse races, but this kind of race, which only pursued speed, could not impact his vision at all, so he was not interested.
But he didn't expect that there would be such competitions in China now.
"You don't know about betting on horses, do you? Yes, I heard that only foreigners like to play, and this Wang Xiaogong is also a person who likes to pursue novelty."
"It is wrong to say this. I heard that this Wang Xiaogong is not just pursuing novelty."
"Before Wang Xiaogong often raced with people when he was abroad, and eight of the ten won, so he dared to have such confidence!"
The people who discussed it sighed.
After all, it is an entertainment project played by rich people. If there is no money at home, it really can't be played.
Chang Sheng asked with a big mouth: "Who is the object he wants to compete for?"
Although he may not know each other, he is just curious.
The man smiled when he heard this, showing an expression that you don't know. He glanced at the second floor and suddenly lowered his voice and said quickly, "the Collins's son-in-law, William."
Charlee Ford's careless expression gave a slight meal.
She was not interested in the amusement among these dandies, but this man's words caught her attention.
William hasn't come out since he and Lydia Collins had just entered the room, and he doesn't know what to do.
Chang Sheng picked his eyebrows, showing a touch of interest.
He knew that Charlee Ford was interested in this topic. When he came back from the crowd, Chang Sheng deliberately asked her, "Will you go to the horse race later?"
"What's so good about horse racing? It's boring." Charlee Ford rolled his eyes.
When he was born, he smiled: "It sounds like you know horse racing very well." He glanced at her and asked meaningfully.
He knows Charlee Ford can do a lot of things, but he can't even race horses, can he?
This is too bad, isn't it?
Charlee Ford ignored him. She knew he was testing herself.
But horse racing, she just happens to be so good, but I don't know if William Bryan can...
Although horse racing can't compare with fighting, it can also be regarded as a high-risk sport. If you fall off a horse, you will get hurt, lose your life, or be trampled or kicked by a horse, which will kill you at any time.
"Hey, baby, where are you going?" Chang Sheng looked at Charlee Ford who suddenly went out and asked doubtfully.
The racecourse, though not crowded with people, is surrounded by a large group of people at the moment.
They are all people who like to pursue excitement and watch the excitement. Naturally, they all come over when there is such a big excitement.
Charlee Ford and Chang Sheng gathered together in the crowd.
"If you ask me, this the Collins is not to be provoked, but what is William, just a cousin's fiance, who really takes himself seriously?"
"That is, although the Wang family is not comparable to the former the Bryans, it is still deeply rooted in LA. Why does he dare to provoke Master Wang?"
"I can only say that I kicked the steel plate. Master Wang Xiaoyoung wants to teach him a lesson, but no matter whether he can race horses or not, will the Collins not be ashamed at that time?"
"Not to say that you will kneel down and apologize if you lose? I want to see when he can be crazy. I want to know that Master Wang has won many good rankings in horse racing abroad before."
Everyone in the crowd is discussing this matter, listening to the tone with some schadenfreude.
It sounds like William Bryan has provoked young master of the Wang family.
But according to Charlee Ford's understanding of Bai William, he doesn't seem to be the kind of person who will take the initiative to cause trouble.
Just then, a burst of cheers came from the racecourse, and men's screams and whistles sounded, which set off the atmosphere at the scene as if it were a star meeting.
Charlee Ford followed their eyes.
I saw a young man wearing a riding suit in the middle of the racecourse, following a staff member holding a white horse slowly to the track.
Two men and a horse were checking the track, and they walked around the track, during which they naturally got a lot of cheers and screams.
The man in riding clothes is Wang Mian, young master, who bet with William Bryan.
He held out his chest and looked up, looking very proud, and walked a lap in the track.
"This is too cool, isn't it? Look at Wang Xiaoyoung Master like this. Isn't the surname Mu lost?"
"The surname Mu has not appeared yet, won't it be afraid to come?"
Their voice just fell, and on the other side of the track entrance, a tall and straight posture slowly appeared.
He was wearing a black riding suit and a helmet on his head, showing only a pair of eyes as deep as torches.
The British style riding outfit sets off his figure more flawlessly. He has no staff around him, only himself, holding a maroon horse in his hand, and walks in slowly from the side.
If when Wang Mian appeared, the cheers of men were endless, then when William Bryan appeared, the exclamation of women almost lifted the roof.
William Bryan is dressed like a noble son in the Middle Ages, and he is still handsome and limitless.
"Gee, do women like this one now?" Chang Sheng sighed and glanced at Charlee Ford meaningfully.
Charlee Ford ignored him and focused on William Bryan.
She didn't think something was right.
William Bryan seems to be hurt?
Although it was difficult to detect, she could see a trace of burnout in his eyes, and his hand, which hung down naturally, seemed to swing in a wrong way.
She was sure that William Bryan was definitely hurt!
He can't play if he is injured. If there is any accident on the court, his injury will only become a catalyst for his life!
"Hey, baby? Where are you going again? Don't watch the horse race?" Chang Sheng turned his head and found Charlee Ford running away again in a hurry.