Chapter 969
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
After school, Wen Qiao went to the horse track for training. The employees of the central circle Corporation found out that their Crown Prince got off work at five o âclock sharp every day. He didnât wait for anyone who was late and didnât work overtime at all.
Ye minqiu was having a headache. She had thought that there was hope for him to retire, but this kidâs recent slacking attitude made her worried.
Fu Nanli appeared at the horse track on time, supervising the God of Warâs training.
After half a month of training, the tickets for the yingtai Racecourse, which could accommodate 20000 people, were sold out.
On the Day of the Horse race, Song Yu asked her parents to push her in a wheelchair to watch the race.
The old man was still in the VIP room.
This time, Fu Nanli didnât enter a private room reserved for the rich. Instead, he got someone to reserve a seat in the first row.
The race began, and all the horses and jockmen were on standby at the starting point.
Uncle li was looking through the binoculars when he suddenly exclaimed, â âOn Wargod No. 85â³ s horse, thereâs something like Wufu â
âWhy are you so flustered?â Fu huaiyongâs face darkened.
This time, Qiu ya also came to watch the game with the old man. Her heart was on tenterhooks. Just the mention of contestant number 85 made her heart jump.
âOld man, take a look.â
Qiu ya had her own telescope, and she and Grandpa looked at the starting point of the competition.
She was so shocked that she almost dropped the telescope in her hand. The person sitting on the horseâs back was Wen Qiao.
She knew that Wen Qiao was the owner of the horse, but wasnât the rider a girl named Song Yu? Why did she have to do it personally?
She was at a loss when she heard the old manâs voice. âWhy is that girl doing it herself?â
âYeah, itâs dangerous,â uncle Li said worriedly,âyoung master, why didnât you stop them?â Itâs really worrying.â
Fu huaiyong tutted,âthat girl is treating the horse race like a game. Does she think itâs a game for children? There are nearly a hundred contestants from more than thirty countries participating in this competition.â
âExactly. Iâm here to ask for young masterâs opinion,â uncle Li said.
When Fu Nanli received the call from uncle li, he only replied perfunctorily, â âThe match is about to start, just watch the match with peace of mind.â
He hung up the phone. With a bang, a gunshot rang out. The match had officially begun.
Uncle li didnât have time to say anything.
During the last race, the old man didnât even take a second look. He only lazily glanced at it after he was overtaken by God of War in the last lap.
This time, from the moment the gun was fired, the old man held the telescope with both hands and watched with full concentration.
Uncle li could not help but nod. The old master did not mean what he said. Although he looked down on Xiao Wen, he was still very concerned about whether the girl could win the competition.
Fu Nanli sat in the first row, his heart in his mouth the entire time. The camera was locked onto contestant number 85 the entire time. The entire Stadium was filled with the sounds of flag-waving and shouting, and many people were cheering for contestant number 85.
Compared to his first match, number 85 already had a group of loyal fans.
The girl in front of his camera seemed to be full of chivalry and courage. He could not see any hesitation or timidity in her.
Her aura had already crushed a group of men.
This time, the battle continued between Wen Qiaoâs God of War and the old manâs Thunder.
The two horses with the highest hopes were almost side by side in the middle of the race.
The rider of racing horse number 36, Thunder, was a very experienced rider. Because he had won many times, he had let his guard down and lost the championship last time.