Years: Salted fish life since going to the countryside.

Chapter 1104: Jockey Club = Vanity Fair

Han Li had no intention of maintaining a long-term relationship with Michelle from the beginning. If they had a chance to meet again in the future, they could exchange techniques if they were happy, and pretend not to know each other if they were not happy.

Michelle probably had the same idea. Although everyone was just playing around, there was no need to take it too seriously.

But in the past, Han Li would always bring up this kind of thing after he did that... and then turn around and leave. He didn't expect that this situation would happen to him today.

Although Michelle was very attentive yesterday as she climbed up and down, ate and drank, Han Li still felt very uncomfortable that she dared to do such a thing.

However, this made Han Li determined in his heart that if the two of them had a chance to communicate next time, he would make her feel weak and numb, and she would only watch him put on his clothes and leave.

Han Li was washing up slowly and eating his breakfast slowly.

Michelle looked like she was ready for battle. She washed up in a hurry, put on her makeup and dressed carefully, and then rushed to the entrance of the Jockey Club.
There were not many people at the entrance of the Jockey Club at that time. Michelle came so early in order to occupy a more conspicuous position so that the financiers and directors would see her at first sight when they came.

However, there are many people today who have similar ideas to Michelle. Among these people are not only reporters and businessmen from all over the world, but also many "socialites" who are dressed in clothes that they think are very gorgeous.

The merchants tried their best to let everyone know about their products, because stalls were not allowed nearby today. Some of them asked people to print words on their clothes, some held small signs, and some even gave away beautiful small cards.

This is what journalists do for a living. They will grab any material they think is valuable.

And those "socialites" treated this place as a Hollywood carpet scene in front of the reporters, deliberately posing in exaggerated postures and making excessive movements to attract the attention of the reporters.

In short, no matter they are businessmen or those "ladies of society", these people have regarded the entrance of the Jockey Club as a big show to attract attention, show their identity and promote their products.

After finishing his breakfast, Han Li drank a cup of tea, holding a hat that he didn't want to wear at all. On the way, he had the leisure to buy a telescope, and then he took a taxi to the entrance of the Jockey Club.

Because the opening ceremony is about to begin, no one wants to miss the Queen's entrance, so there are not many people at the door now.

Han Li went through a simple security check and then walked in. He took his seat with his ticket and looked at the chaotic scene around him. When he had nothing to do, he looked around with a telescope.

Not too long had passed, around nine o'clock, when cheers were heard near another entrance reserved for the royal family and distinguished guests.

Han Li looked over with a telescope and saw all the royal family members, including the queen, coming from a distance in an open carriage, protected by many guards driving and riding horses, and a guard of honor.

After signaling to a group of nobles and socialites waiting at the door, the Queen's carriage drove into the venue of the Ascot Jockey Club, led by a guard of honor on horseback wearing bright red tops and black pants.

As for the nobles and socialites, not everyone is qualified to ride in the carriage and follow the Queen into the palace. Those who are qualified will quickly get on the carriage and follow the Queen's motorcade in front.

Those who were not eligible to join the team made up the majority and would move in groups towards the royal designated stands.

The Queen wore an unknown sky blue dress today. Most of the other noble ladies and socialites wore skirts similar to the Hobskirt. The skirts were also ankle-length, but the hems were not so tight and were embellished with tassels and other decorations.

Not to mention the queen who is already in her fifties, but these socialites are the real socialites. Their clothing, jewelry, makeup, and temperament are incomparable to those who rush to grab the camera at the door early in the morning.

The Queen has something in common with those noble ladies and socialites. Each of them wears a very exaggerated hat, with various colors and patterns.

Not to mention the men, both young and old, they all wear suits, vests, leather shoes and hats. The older ones even hold a walking stick. The only difference between everyone's clothes is the color and stripes.

Amid the cheers of the audience, the Queen's motorcade drove around the venue and finally stopped at the stand reserved for the royal family.

There were many English nobles and tycoons around the stands, as well as some guests invited by the royal family. Others in the distance did not know how they were being polite.

But then the horse race officially began. The riders on the field bent over and stuck out their buttocks to drive their horses to run in the way with the least wind resistance, while the audience in the stands cheered for the horses they bet on.

During the period, some horses fell due to speed or improper control by the riders. The medical staff on the scene would carry the riders away on stretchers as quickly as possible.

As for the horses, they will be moved to the side of the track by the staff so that they will not affect the subsequent competitions. A tent will be set up here for veterinarians to diagnose and treat the horses.

Every time this happens, someone in the audience will start cursing, and needless to say, this is the audience who have bet on this horse.

Some people may feel sorry for racehorses. In the past, when such a situation occurred, the horse that fell would basically be eliminated from the racing field forever.

Racehorses with good breed, good bloodline, good luck and good results will generally be kept by their owners for breeding, and the treatment they should enjoy will not be reduced too much.

But for other racehorses, it all depends on the owner's mood. However, generally speaking, as long as the injury of the racehorse is not so serious that it cannot be repaired, they will not be killed by the owner. If the racehorse cannot even stand up, even if it has a good pedigree and has achieved good results, their owner will generally let it leave this world.

There were also people at the scene who felt sorry for the jockey, because no matter what the reason was for the horse to fall during the race, the jockey was the one who was most responsible.

Once this happens, the rider will almost have to say goodbye to this profession. At least in England, it will be difficult for him to find a sponsor willing to hire him.

However, this situation basically does not affect the people's celebration at the scene, and they will soon cheer for another racehorse.

During the breaks, there are food trucks inside the Jockey Club that sell beer and hamburgers to serve the general public.

And if you are hungry or thirsty, you can only buy it here, because the security check at the entrance will not allow anyone to bring in food or drinks.

For those who are rich, they can choose to dine in the restaurants and bars next door, where there are more complete and high-end food and drinks.

Of course, these items are available for purchase as soon as you enter the venue, so you can drink and cheer on the horses.

However, in the beginning, few people would do this because the Queen and members of the royal family were present.

But by the afternoon, after the Queen and the royal family left, the Jockey Club basically let go.

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Many people will hold up their glasses of wine, eat various foods, some will cheer, some will chat, and some will continue to cheer for the horses. The horse racing scene is like a huge party.

Some people will even go close to the edge of the track's fence to cheer for the horses and riders, but if you want to do this, tourists are not allowed to carry anything in their hands, otherwise the security guards around will not let you get close.

Han Li did not go to the private bars and restaurants inside to eat, but bought a few bottles of beer on the spot and ate and drank with others in the stands.

While others were still drinking and cheering in the afternoon, Han Li didn't want to squeeze out with so many people when the party was over.

Besides, now that even the socialites had left, all he could do here was watch horse racing and listen to these people shouting and bragging, so Han Li left the racecourse halfway.

After Han Li left, he went straight back to the hotel because he was so busy playing games with Catwoman yesterday that he didn't organize any of the information.

The old man and his wife do that thing every morning and evening, so Han Li should finish the paper he needs to submit next time as soon as possible, so that he won’t have to think about it when he plays in the future.

While Han Li was concentrating on organizing information in the hotel, the Queen and the royal family were already in chaos.

Because it was almost noon, the Queen invited a group of nobles, tycoons, and politicians to have lunch in her castle at the racecourse.

Because it is summer and the weather is very good, the dining place is set by the lake next to the castle.

The English are famous for being old-fashioned. Even the royal family often serves the same dishes when entertaining guests. Although they are presented quite beautifully, the taste is just so-so, similar to that of high-end restaurants outside. The only difference may be that the ingredients used here are more precious.

Even though the taste of the food was nothing special, the old and young foxes at the scene still kept on praising and flattering it.

Everything was going well, but no one expected that when they were halfway through their meal, four crows fell from the sky and landed directly on the long dining table.

Although this situation is very rare, the crow is a sacred bird and patron saint in England.

King Charles II even moved the Royal Observatory because of crows. The old and young foxes present didn't dare to say anything unpleasant.

However, they were all veterans of the battlefield, and when they saw this situation, they immediately said a lot of free good words.

"The divine bird must have come to congratulate Her Majesty the Queen in advance."

"The patron saint has landed in front of Her Majesty the Queen. This is a good omen. It means that Her Majesty the Queen and the British Empire will get better and better in the future."

"God save Her Majesty the Queen, God save the English Empire"

Amid everyone's compliments, a smile appeared on the Queen's face, and the servants around her also breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, the crows came hopping in front of the queen, stopped, tilted their heads and stared at her for a while, and then jumped directly onto her shoulders.
(End of this chapter)