I, holding the script, kidnapped the male protagonist's benefactor

Lu Xingchen thought that it was a sure thing, but when he heard Feng Ji say "shut up", his heart skipped a beat. He instantly realized that something had happened again, and his heart sank again.

Feng Ji is indeed smarter than Nie Zhiyong, and it is extremely difficult to fool him.

Just as Lu Xingchen was about to say something else, Feng Ji interrupted him mercilessly.

"Lu Xingchen, you are amazing. You still treat us like three-year-old children!"

"You never really wanted to be with us from the beginning to the end. You were just trying to use us. You won't admit it yourself. You are showing weakness now because you are afraid that we will tell others about your bad deeds!"

Feng Ji paused for a moment, a sinister look on his face, and said viciously: "I will make you live in fear forever. You dare to lie to me? I will never let you go!"

Lu Xingchen wanted to explain himself, but Feng Ji had already hung up the phone.

He was so angry that he kicked the wall hard. Because he didn't control the strength, the severe pain from his toe made his expression distorted instantly.

"See? Lu Xingchen is very thoughtful. You can't beat him at all. You'd better not contact him in the future."

Feng Ji called Nie Zhiyong over and asked him to see Lu Xingchen's true face with his own eyes.

Nie Zhiyong had never seen Lu Xingchen with such a ferocious expression.

In front of him, Lu Xingchen always looked like a sunny and cheerful boy next door.

"How could someone pretend like this?"

"When you get to know more people, you will know that there are many such people. But even I could be fooled by him. Lu Xingchen's level is really high. It's normal for you to be fooled by him. I am blind. I didn't see it for so long."

Feng Ji gritted his teeth. He still couldn't understand why he didn't see through Lu Xingchen's true face.

After the two of them had a conversation, their favorable impression of Lu Xingchen dropped again.

Lu Xingchen on the stands below did not look at the panel again.

Enduring the pain in his toe, he immediately went back to find Han Shiming.

Some second-generation rich people attach great importance to face. When they know they have been fooled, their desire for revenge is usually extremely strong.

He was worried that Feng Ji and Nie Zhiyong would go to Han Shiming and say something they shouldn't say.

Although he was confident that Han Shiming would not believe it easily, he was more worried that they would say it in public.

Lu Xingchen hurried back to the previous stands, but did not see Feng Ji and Nie Zhiyong, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Only then did he realize that the first horse race had ended, and he immediately walked quickly to Han Shiming.

"How was the result? Did you win?"

Lu Xingchen forced a smile and said this, then looked up at Han Shiming, only to find that his face looked extremely ugly, and he was stunned.

He looked up at the big screen and saw the result of the game clearly displayed on it, with the top number being 3.

As for No. 9, which was previously favored by everyone, it ranked second.

Each serial number in the following rankings looked familiar. He remembered that when Manager Zhao announced the lottery numbers of the two people before, Ji Yu's number was very similar to this order.

At this time, Ji Yu, who was surrounded by stars, walked towards them.

"Mr. Han, don't forget to call my card. Also, no matter where you see me in the future, don't forget to call me dad. Let's practice today. Come on, call me dad."

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Han Shiming's face turned red, his lips were tightly pursed, and he couldn't say "Dad" at all.

Lu Xingchen couldn't believe the result in front of him, "How could you possibly win!"

Ji Yu glanced at him and thought that this man was almost in trouble himself, yet he still dared to stand out.

He was upstairs just now, and 9527 had been reporting the situation at the scene to him. At least Feng Ji and Nie Zhiyong were not so stupid as to be beyond redemption.

After losing the favorability of the two male supporting characters, Lu Xingchen had not yet noticed that the effect of his golden finger halo had weakened a little.

"Why, it's impossible for others to win, but it's natural for you to win? I know you guys want to deny your loss."

Ji Yu looked at them with contempt.

Seeing everyone's contempt, Lu Xingchen hurriedly explained:

"I didn't mean that. I just thought it was too coincidental. How could you get all the answers right? I believe everyone here understands how low the probability of getting all the answers right is."

Manager Zhao's face darkened when he heard this. "Mr. Lu, are you saying that our racecourse is cheating? Are you deliberately revealing the answer to others?"

"Of course not!" Lu Xingchen denied it very quickly this time.

The Hong family is behind the Zhufeng Equestrian Club, and he dare not offend them easily. Many entertainment industries in Beijing are run by the Hong family. If he offends them, he will never be able to enter the places run by the Hong family again.

"Then what do you mean?" Manager Zhao pressed on, refusing to give in.

Lu Xingchen looked up at Manager Zhao with grievance, "I really don't mean anything else, it's just that Ji Yu said before that this was his first time to come into contact with horse racing, and he was shocked by the result for a while."

Manager Zhao raised his eyebrows, "Really? But that's not what Mr. Lu meant just now. You also said that the probability of being completely correct is very low."

Lu Xingchen frowned, and the feeling of the golden finger being ineffective came over him strongly again.

"Don't be so aggressive. I didn't say I wouldn't admit defeat." Han Shiming stepped forward and stood in front of Lu Xingchen.

"Oh, you can yell now."

Han Shiming's ears turned red. After holding it in for a long time, he finally called out "Dad" in a mosquito-like voice.

"Did you hear it?" Ji Yu raised his eyebrows and asked everyone.

"No."

"Did anyone speak just now?"

Amid the booing of the onlookers, Han Shiming finally couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted "Dad" loudly, turned around and left without even paying attention to Lu Xingchen.

Lu Xingchen had no choice but to follow him closely.

"Don't forget that there is still 10 million bets." Zhuang Yue shouted loudly to remind them.

Han Shiming didn't dare to default on his debt. After all, when they made the bet, many people heard it, and it was a matter of face and credibility.

If you can't even abide by a small bet, who will dare to do business with you in the future?

It wasn't long before Ji Yu received a text message reminding him that his money had arrived, in addition to the money he had won in the lottery.

Zhuang Yue did some calculations and found out that he earned tens of millions a day. She was so envious that her mouth was watering.

"Why is it so easy for you to make money? You didn't do anything, but you made tens of millions in one day."

Although Ji Yu only bet 100,000, the odds of winning were very amazing, up to several hundred times, which helped him earn tens of millions this time.

"Are you short of money?" Ji Yu found it very funny to see him drooling.

"Zhuang Yue's family is relatively honest and has a strict family tradition. They are not like other rich girls who often wear gold and silver." Yan Xunxue was also infected and explained with a smile.

Zhuang Yue nodded vigorously, "Yes, I'm really poor. If I had known I would win, I would have bought it with you."

Ji Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "You can buy the next one."

"Forget it. I don't know anything about horse racing. How would I know which horse and its rider will win?" Zhuang Yue sighed and shook her head. "Not everyone is as lucky as you."

"Who told you I relied on luck? I calculated it based on the situation of these horses and jockeys. Do you really think I just guessed it?"

Zhuang Yue's head immediately turned 180 degrees and stared at him, "Really?!"