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

Chapter 9 Redemption!

Early the next day.

When Yang Ming got up, he washed and washed his face with Ah Zhu's help, changed out of the pajamas, put on pure white pants and a fashionable western jacket, and gave Ah Zhu the feeling that Young Master Yang was really handsome.

Even though Yang Ming is now in a wheelchair, Ah Zhu feels that the gentle and elegant Young Master Yang is really better-looking than most men in Xiangjiang.

Yang Ming was pushed out of the wheelchair by A Zhu. Yang Jirong, who was drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the living room, saw his son's outfit and had to say, it was really pretty.

Originally, his skin was a bit dark, but his wife Li Yufang's skin was very good. If it wasn't for worrying about her son, she would look much older in the past three years. Li Yufang's skin is fairer and more delicate than that of many female stars.

Yang Ming inherited Li Yufang's skin color and most of his facial features, so he looks really good.

"Daddy, good morning."

"Good morning, Peter."

Yang Ming and Yang Jirong were sitting there drinking tea.

Yang Ming didn't even need to read the newspaper today, he already knew a lot of news today, because he had already read it yesterday.

When Li Yufang and Ah Zhu were making breakfast, Li Yufang looked at her son's current outfit and said, "My son is still handsome. I don't know how many women he will fascinate in the future."

"Mommy, I rely on talent."

Yang Ming smiled.

Because Yang Ming always felt that his eyes were a bit feminine, maybe some people especially like this kind of eyes, Yang Ming really didn't want others to see it.

Perhaps it was because of the relationship in the previous life, if he was not familiar with someone he was particularly familiar with, he didn't want to be seen in his eyes.

Like many wealthy and high-ranking officials, they like to wear a pair of glasses. In fact, many of them are not because they are short-sighted or presbyopic. They just don't want people to see what they are thinking.

Now Yang Ming's eyes are very good, and he is not short-sighted.

When Yang Ming finished his breakfast, he looked at Azhu and asked, "Azhu, do I have sunglasses?"

"Master, I'll go upstairs and get it for you."

When Ah Zhu took a pair of sunglasses from Yang Ming's room upstairs.

These are the very fashionable blue sunglasses that Yang Ming brought back from London. When worn, they can not only block the sunlight outside, but also prevent others from seeing his eyes.

When Yang Ming put on this pair of sunglasses, Yang Jirong and his wife looked at their son differently.

08:30am.

Yang Ming, Yang Jirong, and Li Yufang came down from upstairs, and now the couple personally accompanied Yang Ming to the Xiangjiang Jockey Club Building in Happy Valley to receive the special prize.

It took almost half an hour for Yang Jirong to drive to the parking lot of the Xiangjiang Jockey Club Building.

This is where the headquarters and offices of the Hong Kong Jockey Club are located.

When Yang Ming got off the car, Yang Jirong and his wife pushed Yang Ming to the front desk on the first floor.

"Hi, may I help you?"

asked a young woman in a black work dress at the front desk.

"Miss, my surname is Yang, and we are here to redeem the horse lottery prize."

"Mr. Yang, wait a moment, I'll make a call first."

When the young woman picked up the landline at the front desk to make a call.

In about 10 minutes, two staff members came down from upstairs.

"Mr. Yang, hello, I am the director here, and my English name is Thompson." Thompson greeted Yang Jirong, his wife, and Yang Ming respectively.

Then go up to the special elevator.

In the elevator, they had already learned that Yang Ming came here to exchange for the special prize of the Happy Valley horse race held yesterday afternoon.

"Mr. Yang, congratulations, you are so lucky." Thompson and the two laughed.

Both of these men are quintessentially British.

At this time, in the late 70s, although there were Chinese staff members like the Hong Kong Jockey Club, like the young woman at the front desk just now, she was actually a local Chinese, and the management of the Jockey Club was basically all British. monopoly.

Get out of the elevator.

The two of Thompson were more enthusiastic about the three of Yang Ming.

After inviting the three of them to the VIP room, apart from inviting them to drink coffee and taste desserts, the rest is to exchange for the horse lottery prize for Yang Ming.

Including Yang Ming's Xiangjiang ID card number, horse lottery tickets.

After confirming that this is indeed true, Thompson and other staff became more enthusiastic.

Soon, other staff members came over and asked: "Mr. Yang, we have confirmed that you did win the horse racing lottery prize of yesterday. About Hong Kong dollars. For such a special prize, the Hong Kong Jockey Club has not appeared for many years, I wonder if you would like to accept our interview and share your experience in buying horse racing.”

to be interviewed?

Share?

Yang Ming was not very happy.

After all, things like this are based on luck.

Of course, Yang Ming couldn't tell them, that's because he had seen the results of the horse race in advance, so he won 100%.

"Sorry, I don't really like doing interviews."

"Mr. Yang, it's okay."

Since Yang Ming was unwilling to accept an interview, they naturally couldn't force him.

About half an hour or so.

The jockey side is ready.

"Mr. Yang, I don't know how you want to get the money? Cash? Or directly into your account, or prepare a check for you?"

More than 500 million in cash.

At this time, for Xiangjiang, it is really a large sum of money, if it is directly taken out like that, it is afraid that it will directly attract the attention of the gangsters.

As for Yang Ming's bank account number.

Of course he has, but won't provide it.

"Hi, write me a check from Huifeng Bank."

"Mr. Yang, no problem."

Thompson was quick to do it himself.

When the Huifeng Bank check showing 1550 million Hong Kong dollars appeared in front of Yang Ming, he knew that it was a lot of wealth.

Now that Yang Ming got the check, what he was going to do was naturally not the concern of Thompson and others.

Yang Ming didn't stay any longer.

After all, he is going to make a lot of money next.

When Yang Jirong pushed Yang Ming down the stairs and onto the car, Yang Jirong asked, "Peter, where shall we go next?"

"Daddy, I want to go to Huifeng Bank in Central."

Yang Jirong drove away from here.

After driving to the business hall of a large branch of Huifeng Bank in Central.

Yang Ming and Li Yufang got out of the car and went into the business hall. Immediately, the staff of Huifeng Bank in the lobby came over and asked, "Hello, sir, may I help you?"

They saw that Yang Ming was sitting in a wheelchair, but he was not an ordinary person when he looked at his clothes, so he naturally seemed very enthusiastic.

"Hello, I want to see your general manager."

When the young woman wanted to say that the general manager of their bank was very busy, Yang Ming unhurriedly took out the Huifeng Bank check from his body and said, "I have a 1550 million Hong Kong dollar Huifeng Bank check here, and I am going to deposit it here." money."

1550 Hong Kong dollars?
This is definitely a big client.

Immediately, this female bank employee was different from just now. After taking Yang Ming and Li Yufang to the VIP room of the bank, she enthusiastically made a cup of hot coffee for Yang Ming and Li Yufang respectively, then stepped on her high heels and ran non-stop to the general manager's room. The office knocked.

　Ask for collection!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)