met free Chapter 87 Don't underestimate a young man's potential
Chapter 87 Don't underestimate a young man's potential
"We won! We won!"
Numbers 2, 6, and 8 won the top three places.
Qi Tongwei excitedly pumped his fist in celebration.
"Miss He, I've taken the first step towards winning the multi-million dollar prize."
He Lian looked at him like he was an idiot, forcing a smile. Everyone has their share of bad luck.
Congratulations, Mr. Qi!
To win the 3T jackpot, you need to correctly predict the top three finishers in three consecutive matches.
Soon, the next match began.
"Number 4, Number 5, Number 6, come on! Come on! Come on!"
Qi Tongwei was as excited as a gambler.
He Lian held her wine glass and smiled disdainfully. If winning the 3T lottery were that easy, Hong Kong would be full of rich people. Winning one a year would be considered a great act of charity by the wealthy.
A gunshot rang out.
The horses sped out of the fence, with numbers 4 and 5 in the lead and number 6 in fifth place.
"Go, No. 6! Go, No. 6!"
Qi Tongwei shouted so loudly that He Lian wanted to cover her ears; this idiot was kind of cute.
Suddenly, number 6 accelerated in the later stages and crossed the finish line in third place.
"Ah, I won! I won!"
Qi Tongwei shouted excitedly, almost shattering the glass.
He Lian was somewhat surprised to have guessed two matches correctly in a row. What was going on with number 6? Was it intentional in the first half of the season?
Qi Tongwei picked up a glass of red wine. "Ms. He, thank you for bringing me good luck."
He Lian was baffled. "If you win another round, I'll sleep with you."
Congratulations, Mr. Qi!
3T refers to the three designated matches, and the last match is about to begin. Qi Tongwei took a deep breath. Although he had great faith in the system's abilities, he was still a little nervous. It was not impossible that the horse racing association might sabotage the event.
Bang! A gunshot rang out, and the rider, whipping his horse, charged out of the fence.
"Number 2, Number 3, Number 4, come on! Come on! Come on!"
He Lian became nervous. Having watched horse racing for so many years, she had never hoped for someone to lose as much as she did today.
Horse number 1 took the lead and was very fast, while horses number 2, 3, and 4 were tied for second place.
Seeing the performance of horse number 1, He Lian understood that number 1 was guaranteed to win this time, and that silly boy would only be disappointed.
Suddenly, an accident occurred. Just as they were about to cross the finish line, horse number 1 fell down, while horses number 2, 3, and 4 crossed the finish line first.
"what"
Qi Tongwei knelt on the ground, raising his fists in celebration. His performance was spot-on; the Oscars owe him a golden statuette.
He Lian was completely dumbfounded. Why, why, why did this silly boy from the mainland become a multi-millionaire overnight?
The announcer's excited voice echoed from the racetrack.
"Friends, today's 3T grand prize has been won! Congratulations to this gentleman or lady, who has won a prize of 3000 million!"
"An award ceremony will be held for this lucky gentleman or lady later."
The entire racetrack erupted in cheers.
The cattle and horses became even more convinced of the myth of getting rich overnight.
Qi Tongwei picked up a bottle of red wine and chugged it down in one gulp. "Miss He, you're truly my lucky star."
He Lian blushed with embarrassment, realizing that what she had just said didn't count.
Shortly afterward, accompanied by staff, Qi Tongwei walked onto the outdoor podium to receive his award.
Some Hong Kong reporters flew from Tsim Sha Tsui to Happy Valley.
The event attracted thousands of spectators.
The award was presented personally by Orlando, the chairman of the Hong Kong Jockey Club.
Congratulations, lucky young man!
"Thank you"
Qi Tongwei accepted the check for 30 million from Orlando.
He held up the check and shouted, "Work hard, you beasts of burden!"
Immediately, reporters began asking questions with their cameras and microphones.
"Mr. Qi, what do you mean?"
Qi Tongwei confidently spoke in Mandarin, "It means you will be as lucky as I am."
"Mr. Qi, judging from your tone, that's not what you meant."
"My fellow journalists, that's exactly what I mean."
"Mr. Qi, judging from your accent, you're from the mainland."
"That's right, I've only been here for less than two days."
"Mr. Qi, did you just immigrate?"
"Of course not, this is my homeland, I have no need to immigrate."
These words displeased the Hong Kong reporters, who were already dissatisfied with the 97 handover.
There's an innate sense of superiority towards mainlanders, and the sudden transformation from a poor person to a rich one only exacerbates their resentment.
"Mr. Qi, what are your plans for this money?"
"With the Hong Kong stock market so hot, of course I'd invest in it; making money from money is the easiest thing to do."
"Mr. Qi, how much do you plan to donate to the Jockey Club's charity fund?"
I have no such plans.
Everyone was surprised. Is this mainland guy really that stingy? He won 30 million, but he didn't spend a single penny.
"Mr. Qi, the Hong Kong Jockey Club's charitable foundation is used for education and assistance to the elderly, infirm, and disabled in Hong Kong. Winners of the grand prize are required to donate money; this is a tacitly agreed-upon rule."
"Rules always have to be broken, don't they?"
Hong Kong people have never seen such an arrogant mainland kid, showing no fear even in front of reporters.
"Mr. Qi, the mainland is very poor right now. Are you planning to take the money back to help them?"
Faced with the reporter's sharp and sarcastic questions, Qi Tongwei remained unperturbed, stating, "I said, investing in the stock market will make money multiply and earn even more money."
"Mr. Qi, the money you won in the lottery is all invested by the people of Hong Kong. Do you feel comfortable taking it all by yourself?"
"I put in ten dollars and made thirty million; that was my luck, and it has nothing to do with you."
These words further enraged the Hong Kong reporters.
"Mr. Qi, are all mainlanders as unreasonable and rude as you?"
"I only speak for myself. I don't care what you think, I care what I think. I think I'm a gentleman."
The reporters gasped in shock, calling it utterly shameless.
"Mr. Qi, a true gentleman is like Chairman Orlando. You should learn from him; you're just a nouveau riche now."
"I like the term 'nouveau riche.' Wait until you become nouveau riche one day, then you can judge me."
"Mr. Qi, a person without virtue does not deserve to possess wealth."
"Does wealth have anything to do with morality? If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Orlando."
Orlando was furious. That damn mainland kid was so inconsiderate, but he still wore a gentlemanly smile.
He Lian also couldn't understand why Qi Tongwei would do such a thing. If he donated a few hundred thousand, the Hong Kong reporters would sing his praises to the heavens. Wouldn't that be better?
The reporters weren't stupid. They knew that foreigners' ancestors had done pirate things, so they couldn't ask Orlando. He was their big spender, and they absolutely couldn't afford to offend him.
People on the mainland are so poor they can't even afford to eat. How can a mainland kid feel superior to them?
"Mr. Qi, was your family extremely poor when you were a child? Now that you suddenly have money, it's like you've grabbed a lifeline."
“My family was indeed very poor when I was a child, but I neither stole nor robbed this money. I can spend it however I want, and it's none of your business.”
Qi Tongwei remained calm, and the reporters tried to provoke him, but to no avail.
"Mr. Qi, Hong Kong's development relies on us Hong Kong people. Now the mainland is begging us to invest. Don't you feel ashamed?"
"I would like to offer a piece of advice to all Hong Kong people: fortunes change, and so should we; never underestimate the potential of a young person."