Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

"Oh!"

The hurdle was suddenly knocked to the ground. Godot took a few steps to steady himself, then stopped where he was and did not move forward.

Its ears were pressed tightly back against its neck, its nose was wrinkled, its upper lip was curled up, and it kicked back impatiently.

It's angry.

There was a commotion in the stadium, and many people stood up, calling out for Godot or cursing the jockey, but were held back by security.

The noisy environment made Gordo more and more irritable and he could not continue to compete, so his jockey led him off the track.

"You're right, there's still some suspense."

Mrs. Li's bag was gone, so she had no interest in looking any further and sat back at the table to continue drinking tea.

There was still a lot of noise below because many people were emotional and found it hard to accept Godot's withdrawal.

Mrs. Li said, "It's no wonder these people are excited. The horse racing prize pool has over 10 million in liquid funds. Manipulating the outcome of a race can yield huge profits. An upset for an underdog or a favorite's elimination are common tactics."

Gu Yanning echoed her: "It's just gambling after all."

These measures should also be considered as risks.

Only those who truly control the gambling game can make a profit without losing.

When they left the racecourse, a drizzle began to fall. Gu Yanning and Zhou Jingmo shared an umbrella. He helped her get into the car before walking to the other side and opening the door.

They look like a loving couple.

The car drove to the hotel where they were staying, but Mr. Li did not invite them to dinner.

It seems that this business deal, which Zhou Jingmo was originally sure to win, did not go as he wished.

Gu Yanning leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest, and heard Zhou Jingmo complaining beside her: "YK, YK, it's YK again. He's really like a ghost, he has to interfere in everything!"

He asked Gu Yanning, "Did Mrs. Li reveal any news?"

Gu Yanning opened her eyes. The rain outside the window was getting heavier, streaming down the car window.

"The horse that retired today is quite impressive. I heard it has the same owner as YK and is a perennial winner."

"Mrs. Li invested in it, but," she tilted her head to look at Zhou Jingmo, "where is Mr. Li?"

"Mr. Li..."

Mr. Li bet big on another horse, and it happened to be this one that won the championship today.

Zhou Jingmo suddenly realized, "They have already established contact."

Mr. Li politely declined the invitation to watch the horse race.

If he knew what was good for him, he would have withdrawn automatically or offered a higher stake.

"Maybe," Gu Yanning put her hand on his clenched fist, guiding him to loosen it, "you can go meet YK."

This is not easy. YK made his fortune in Hong Kong. Except for some local senior partners, no one has ever seen his real owner. Any public occasion is represented by a professional manager.

Gu Yanning said: "Even if the deal with Mr. Li doesn't go through, we still have righteousness. Perhaps we can ask him for an introduction."

"After all, in the business world, there are no permanent enemies. As long as there's profit, we can all be friends, right?"

Zhou Jingmo nodded, "There's no better way."

He grabbed Gu Yanning's hand and interlocked their fingers, "Thank you, Yanning."

During these three years, she played the role of his wife perfectly. At home, she dealt with his family members who were as fierce as wolves and tigers. Outside, she also maintained social interactions between his wives for him, obtained a lot of information, and gave him a lot of advice and reminders.

She did everything she had promised him, and she was a very qualified wife.

In the past two years, he has had more and more say in the Zhou family and no longer needs to be afraid of those illegitimate children and his stepmother, but he still has not filed for divorce.

Greed is human nature.

He wanted Ye Sirou, his true love, but he couldn't bear to part with Gu Yanning, his virtuous wife who admired him.

"If he wants everything, why doesn't he just eat shit?"

Ye Sirou's complaints came from the headphones. Gu Yanning held Zhou Jingmo's arm and walked forward with a smile on her face.

There is only one suite on the top floor of the entire hotel, which is extremely private. As soon as the door opened, Gu Yanning pulled her hand out from under Zhou Jingmo's arm, smiled at him politely, and returned to her room.

She walked into the bathroom, took off her earrings in front of the mirror, and comforted Ye Sirou: "Don't worry, you will be able to get rid of him soon."

Those who are indecisive will lose both ends.

The contract renewal, which was originally expected to be foolproof, failed. Zhou Jingmo returned home dissatisfied with his success, and they had to stay in Hong Kong City, waiting for Mr. Li to connect them with YK.

After waiting for three days, I still didn't get any accurate news.

"YK is just being arrogant in Hong Kong. Does he really think he can compete with the Zhou family?" Zhou Jingmo was so angry that he lost all his composure. "I will deal with him sooner or later!"

Gu Yanning poured him a cup of tea and advised him, "Calm down."

The Zhou family and YK have a lot of business overlaps. In terms of foreign trade, Hong Kong City has natural historical and geographical advantages. In the past two years, YK has snatched away many opportunities that belonged to Zhou Jingmo, and he has long been resentful of it.

He didn't know what was going on, but he always felt that this group was against him everywhere and was trying to snatch away his opportunities.

But YK has developed to this point. It is better to make peace than to be hostile. If the Zhou family really wants to confront him head-on, both sides will suffer.

Zhou Jingmo thought that if he humbled himself and asked Mr. Li to pass on his message and send a friendly signal, YK would appreciate it. However, who knew that YK was so arrogant.

He was feeling angry when his cell phone buzzed. He picked it up and took a look. It was Ye Sirou.

He glanced at Gu Yanning, then stood up and went to the small balcony to answer it.

Gu Yanning was still fiddling with her tea set. The Mengchen teapot required one brew for each person. She put the tea in and let it soak, then brewed it slowly and steadily.

The boiling water was so hot that it passed through the porcelain and reached my fingertips. The pain was very similar to the feeling I had as a child when I practiced whipping in a dark training room all night long.

Both require long-term and habitual patience.

She was always good at it.

I don’t know what Ye Sirou said, but Zhou Jingmo was holding the railing on the balcony, his brows furrowed, and he looked in a very bad mood.

When he came back after finishing the call, the tea set on the table was neatly arranged, with only one cup still placed on the seat where he had just sat.

Gu Yanning was changing her shoes at the entrance, carrying her bag. She said, "Mrs. Li asked me to go shopping, so I'll take the opportunity to get some information. You don't have to wait for me for dinner."

"By the way," she opened the door and turned back, smiling, "I've made your tea again. It's still hot."

"It's for clearing heat, give it a try."

Zhou Jingmo held the phone and looked at her blankly.

Gu Yanning's smile deepened. She looked at him tenderly for a moment, then closed the door and walked out.

She knows what she is doing, what actions and words can make her appear more virtuous, and she also knows which angle her smile is most beautiful from.

She is so understanding, gentle and considerate.

I wonder which one is harder to let go of, the aggressive and willful Ye Sirou?