I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 5 Betting
Yang Ming knew that with his family's situation, he could only be regarded as an ordinary middle class in Xiangjiang, not too rich.If the family has sufficient funds, of course he can borrow from his parents as his first pot of gold.

Now I know from my father that last year's annual profit was only 40 Hong Kong dollars, if it was before, it would be even less.

Even those profits cannot be fully used, and some are reserved as the company's working capital.

Also, Yang Ming's predecessor has been lying in this private hospital for more than three years, spending money like running water, probably also spent a lot of savings, and it may be difficult for his parents to give him more money to start a business for him.

Yang Ming thought about the results of tomorrow's horse race that he read in the newspaper this afternoon.

Isn't his first pot of gold coming?
It can be learned from the newspaper that tomorrow at 12:15 noon, the first horse race will be officially held at Xiangjiang Happy Valley.

"Peter, Daddy has something else to do, let's go to the electric fan company first."

Yang Jirong is very busy.

Although there are more than 20 people in the factory, if you catch up with the order period, you have to work day and night to export that batch of goods to Europe on time, otherwise, if there is another order next time, I am afraid that others will not come to you again.

Yang Jirong also left first.

"Azhu, bring me that newspaper."

When the maid Ah Zhu went to show Yang Ming the newspaper again, Yang Ming could still see clearly that the report on the horse race was actually the result of tomorrow's horse race.

Yang Ming looked at the current prize pool of the Jockey Club, which has accumulated up to 1800 million Hong Kong dollars. If he wins all the prizes, he can use up all the 1800 million prize money in the prize pool at once.

Even if you have to pay part of the personal income tax, there will be at least 1500 million Hong Kong dollars.

For Yang Ming, with 1500 million Hong Kong dollars, wouldn't his first pot of gold come?
"Peter, don't you want to go to bed early?" Li Yufang, the mother next to her, asked distressedly.

"Mom, I want a few hundred yuan in cash."

A few hundred dollars in cash?
Li Yufang didn't ask her son what she wanted the money for, but she took out the cash from her ordinary bag.

"Peter, take it."

Li Yufang handed Yang Ming a thousand Hong Kong dollars directly.

"Thank you, Mommy."

11:30pm that night.

When Yang Jirong came to visit his son again from Honghui Electric Fan Factory, Yang Ming saw his mother sitting beside him, and persuaded him: "Mommy, you don't have to stay up all night anymore, you'd better go back to rest with Daddy. The female nurse can just watch."

"Peter, Mommy is fine."

Over the past three years, Li Yufang has been guarding here almost every night.

The private ward of this private hospital is good for everything. It is the kind of one bedroom and one living room. In addition to the bed for the patient, there is a bed for the family next to it.

Over the past three years, Li Yufang and the maid, A Zhu, basically took turns to take care of the unconscious Yang Ming.

Of course, there are actually female nurses who take care of her 24 hours a day, but Li Yufang is worried.

Seeing his mother with haggard face, red eyes and even bloodshot eyes, Yang Ming advised her and father to go back and have a good rest, and to see him again tomorrow.

Li Yufang was dragged away by her husband Yang Jirong.

After Yang Jirong and his wife left, Yang Ming was lying there, and he had already prepared his own money-making plan.

Tomorrow, I will go outside to place bets and make his first pot of gold first.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

When Yang Ming woke up, except for some sunlight coming in from the window, Yang Ming felt that someone was looking at him, and Yang Ming suddenly woke up.

Watching from the side, it was the maid Ah Zhu.

"Master, you are awake."

"Azhu, what time is it?"

"09:30 am."

so late?

At this time, there were less than three hours left before the first horse race in Happy Valley today.

Yang Ming got up in a hurry, and Ah Zhu washed him and his face.

"Azhu, help me to the wheelchair and change a set of clothes for me."

Ah Zhu thought the young master was going to the yard to bask in the sun.

When Ah Zhu helped Yang Ming to the wheelchair and carefully pushed him out of the hospital ward.

"Azhu, push me to the back door of the hospital."

"Master, where are you going?"

Ah Zhu was still very strange and worried.

Seeing the young master's eyes looking over, Ah Zhu could only go to the back door of the hospital.There, there was a taxi parked outside right now, and a taxi driver was waiting there with his feet crossed, reading a newspaper. Yang Ming asked Ah Zhu to drive the taxi driver over.

The taxi driver first supported Yang Ming to the rear seat, and then folded the wheelchair onto the rear frame.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Driver, go to the nearest horse racing betting place nearby."

The driver was still a little surprised that this young man was in the mood to bet on horses.

From the look of him, he won't be beaten like this by betting, right?
When the taxi driver drove to a nearby business hall where he could place bets.

Yang Ming didn't care how much the fare would cost, so he handed the driver two hundred yuan and said, "You wait for me here, we'll be out later."

"Sir, no problem."

After the folded wheelchair was taken out from the rear frame, Yang Ming was supported by the maid A Zhu and the taxi driver onto the wheelchair, and A Zhu pushed him inside.

This is a jockey club business hall near Causeway Bay, and many people have already come here at this time.

Instead of staying at home or going to Happy Valley, these people came directly to the business hall to place bets.

They can place bets directly on the phone, or they can go to the front business hall and ask the staff to help place bets.

Yang Ming took out [-] yuan in cash and placed a bet of [-] yuan per bet, that is, buying [-] bets on the horse lottery.

After Yang Ming and the staff repeatedly confirmed that the number he bought was fine, Yang Ming asked Ah Zhu to push him away.

Here, you can actually watch the horse racing through the TV screen here. However, there are too many people and noisy here. Yang Ming was afraid of leaving for too long, so he still had to go back to the hospital first.

"Sir, all right?" the taxi driver asked.

"Okay."

Naturally, the taxi driver felt a little contemptuous, so he wanted to win the big prize?
Then he doesn't have to drive a taxi anymore!

After Yang Ming was helped to the back seat of the car, his wheelchair was also folded and placed on the back frame, and he went to the private hospital.

About half an hour or so.

When the taxi stops.

Yang Ming and Ah Zhu got out of the car, handed the taxi driver two hundred yuan, and asked Ah Zhu to push him inside.

"Peter, where have you been?"

It was rare for Li Yufang to take a good rest.

Unexpectedly, when she woke up at seven o'clock in the morning, she hurriedly bought meat and vegetables and came back to make soup for him. When she came to the hospital with her husband around ten o'clock, she didn't see her son, which scared her a lot. Jump.

"Mommy, I just asked Ah Zhu to push me to the Macai business hall."

Macai business hall?
"Peter, did you go to buy horse betting?"

Li Yufang remembered that her son asked her for money last night, but she didn't take it seriously.

"Mommy, just as Daddy said, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed. I will definitely win the big prize this time."

Li Yufang didn't ask any more questions, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her son was back.

After letting my son sit down, I began to slowly feed him the bone soup packed in an insulated box.

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(End of this chapter)