Chapter 8

"Oh no, this is bad!"

"The Ghost's Black Lightning! Slower than a snail!"

"This is hopeless!"

Those who had bet on Black Lightning to win all looked dejected.

"The current leader is the favorite 'Lucky Child,' closely followed by 'Pink Diamond!'"

The loudspeaker blared with the announcer's voice.

"Oh no, Black Lightning is catching up, it's starting to pick up speed! One length, two lengths!"

The announcer's voice became more urgent!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Black Lightning darted forward like a bolt of lightning, instantly overtaking the leading horses!

"Black Lightning, breaking through!"

"My God, it's unbelievable!"

On the racecourse—

Thunderous cheers erupted!

The debut horse "Black Lightning" truly lived up to its name, surging ahead of its competitors and taking the lead.

"Uh, am I seeing things?" Detective Ray Lo rubbed his eyes hard, doubting if he had seen it correctly.

Standing beside him, Chen Xigou widened his eyes, watching Black Lightning cross the finish line, and said with a sigh of relief, "Brother Lo, you're not seeing things, this horse is a genius!"

"Oh, my God, it's incredible!" The foreign manager Seban exclaimed in shock.

The other spectators watched the scene in disbelief, none of them had expected the underdog Black Lightning to take the lead!

"Ah Jian, we won!" Dumb Qiang grabbed Shi Zhijian's arm and shouted, almost jumping with joy, looking as happy as if it were New Year's Day.

Shi Zhijian appeared calm on the surface but was drenched in sweat. Watching Black Lightning, who had already won the race, he let out a sigh of relief, thinking, "Finally, we made it!"

...

In the horse owner's area—

Xu San, the owner of "Black Lightning," held a folding fan and stood there as if he had been struck dumb.

The other horse owners looked at the racecourse in surprise, filled with wonder.

"Ah Xiang, pinch my face, did we win?"

"Master, I dare not, I'm afraid you'll hit me."

"Pinch it, just do it!"

"Yes!" Ah Xiang mustered his courage and pinched Xu San's cheek.

"Ouch, you're trying to kill me, pinching so hard!" Xu San hit Ah Xiang's forehead with his fan.

Ah Xiang's head ached, and he rubbed it, saying with a grievance, "I didn't want to pinch, but you made me, and now you hit me!"

"I'll give you a hundred! Stop complaining!"

"Ah, Master is so good!" Ah Xiang's headache immediately disappeared.

"Master, you bet 100,000, and the odds were 3 to 1, so you made 300,000 in one go! Master, you're so amazing!" Ah Xiang gave Xu Shixun a thumbs up.

"Like you need to say!" Xu San looked proud, "After we get the money, I'll give you more!"

"Hehe, Master, you're so good!" Ah Xiang beamed with joy.

...

No one had expected today's race to produce such a big upset.

The underdog "Black Lightning" unexpectedly won the championship in its debut race.

Those who had followed Shi Zhijian's lead and bet on Black Lightning to win went wild, shouting and hugging each other in celebration, as if it were a festival.

"We won!"

"Awesome, 3 to 1!"

Those who hadn't followed the bet were filled with regret, lamenting the missed opportunity to make a fortune.

As for those who had been waiting to see Shi Zhijian's downfall, they were stunned, never believing that this little horse could actually break through and win.

This was too unrealistic, too dreamlike!

Even Detective Ray Lo found the moment too dreamlike.

He had bet 100,000, and with 3 to 1 odds, he had made 300,000 in one go! Half to Shi Zhijian, leaving him with 150,000. In other words, he not only recouped his previous loss of 100,000 but also made an extra 50,000!

One word: awesome!

The other wealthy followers were also calculating their profits. Those who had invested 50,000, 30,000, or 20,000 now regretted not investing more, as they could have made even more.

Those who hadn't invested were green with envy, thinking how they should have believed in the dream their fathers had told them.

Shi Zhijian was the happiest, having bet 200,000 and made 600,000 in profit, with half of it being his, equivalent to making 300,000 in a blink!

What did 300,000 mean in this era?

For someone like Shi Zhijian, who had once been a military or police officer, a monthly salary was only 840!

A plainclothes officer's monthly salary was 1,300!

A luxury Ford car in this era cost 57,000!

...

"Ha ha ha, is this Shi Zhijian? Well done!" The wealthy Ray Lo, who had made a fortune, walked up to Shi Zhijian and patted his shoulder, "We won, we swept the field! Ha ha! Your late father was a good man!"

"I'm ashamed!" Shi Zhijian, who had previously been arrogant, now became humble, "I must apologize, Detective Ray, I used to be a government employee... This time, I took a big risk, and I didn't expect to win."

Shi Zhijian was preparing the others for the truth, so they wouldn't be too surprised when they found out.

Sure enough, when Ray Lo heard this, he was initially stunned, but then he thought that Shi Zhijian was being "humble." How could someone who could bet 200,000 without batting an eye be just anyone?

"Ha ha, Master Shi, you're quite a character, so spirited just now, and now so cautious!"

Even Chen Xijiu, who was with Ray Lo, and the other winners thought Shi Zhijian was deliberately lowering his profile, nodding in approval, "When you win money, you're the big winner, no need to be modest!"

"Indeed, we should thank you for helping us win money!"

"In short, Master Shi, you're a friend we're determined to make!"

Shi Zhijian wasn't too affected, but Dumb Qiang was extremely excited. He had never imagined that so many wealthy people would vie to be friends with Shi Zhijian, something that many poor people could only dream of.

Shi Zhijian, however, didn't take their words seriously. These wealthy people had only one true friend: money!

When you help them win money, you're a friend;

When you lose money, they'll skin you alive!

But Shi Zhijian was a shrewd person and knew the importance of connections in this era, so he asked for their business cards.

The cards were colorful and varied, with some running factories, others running restaurants, and some running car dealerships.

Ray Lo said he didn't have his card on him but would have Chen Xijiu deliver it to Shi Zhijian later.

As for Shi Zhijian, he said he had run out of cards and would send them later.

"I will keep your cards safe, and I thank you for your trust. But I think the most important thing now is—dividing the money!"

"Right, right! Divide the money first! I don't know how much I've lost at this racetrack! Damn, today I finally made some back!"

At the mention of dividing the money, everyone raised their hands in agreement.

Ray Lo took the lead, exchanging the winning tickets at the racetrack and distributing the money.

Ray Lo was skilled at both collecting and distributing money.

Soon, the 600,000 was divided.

Ray Lo then introduced Shi Zhijian to Seban, the foreign manager, suggesting that with the current chaotic times, it was inconvenient to carry so much money, and it would be better to deposit it with Seban at the Standard Chartered Bank.

Shi Zhijian agreed without hesitation.

This made Ray Lo extremely happy, as 300,000 was no small amount, and he would surely get a substantial commission for bringing such a large business to Seban.