manynovel Chapter 33 A Tense Match, The State of the World
Chapter 33 A Tense Match, The State of the World
Amidst a burst of enthusiastic cheers, staff members led out a line of slender racing dogs.
The greyhounds used in the dog racing track are greyhounds, which are the best runners among dogs and are known as racing champions.
To enhance the spectacle, Yi Yuan added a toy monkey to the back of each racing dog.
It looks like monkeys are racing dogs, which is both funny and cute.
Eight racing dogs entered the track under the guidance of staff, ready for the race.
At this moment, the audience in the stands clenched their fists, their faces showing tension.
The outcome of the competition will directly determine whether we will eat dry food or drink porridge in the future, or even whether we will be able to afford to eat rice at all.
Many people, hoping to get rich overnight, have resorted to borrowing exorbitant amounts of money at exorbitant interest rates.
Theoretically speaking, if you win the game, the multiplied prize money can easily pay off the principal and interest.
But if you lose, it's an absolute disaster.
The interest from nine out of 13 transactions would be so high that even if the payments continued until 2026, the debt would still be too high to repay.
Moreover, with interest compounding, he's probably become the world's number one debtor.
Some people do it to enjoy the thrill of winning money, some hope to profit and escape poverty, and others have no choice but to gamble their meager savings on the dog racing track in order to raise money for their loved ones' medical treatment.
If it's just a headache or fever, a pulse diagnosis at a street-side traditional Chinese medicine clinic only costs 1 cent.
If there is any serious emergency, the registration fee at Guangci Hospital is 1 yuan, which is not something that ordinary families can afford.
There is no other way but to try and find a way to fight it.
At this moment, the commentator's voice came from the loudspeaker hanging high on the pole, introducing the situation of each racing dog.
As the commentator's voice grew louder and louder, the match was about to begin.
Beep!
After a sharp whistle, the eight racing dogs dashed forward like arrows released from a bow.
They are extremely fast, and the difference in speed between racing dogs is not significant.
The commentator's voice blared through the loudspeaker, clearly informing the audience in the stands about the situation on the field and which dog was in the lead.
When mentioning the dog at the very front, they also recount its glorious past achievements.
The man with the small mustache clenched his fists and kept muttering, "Number 2~ Number 2~!"
Unfortunately, number 2 didn't perform well today, consistently ranking between fifth and sixth.
On the contrary, Oscar, number 6, whom he looked down upon, became more and more courageous and maintained his third place position.
It was only ten meters behind the two racing dogs in front of it.
As the finish line drew closer, the atmosphere in the stands grew increasingly tense.
There wasn't a single sound from the thousands of people in the stands.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the track, and their ears were listening to the commentators' real-time rankings.
With only 200 meters left, number 6 "Oscar" seemed to be on steroids, becoming more and more courageous and gradually increasing his speed.
They quickly overtook number 7, who was in second place.
With only ten meters left, he crossed the finish line first, taking advantage of half a body length, and won the championship of this competition.
"Number 6, 'Oscar,' crossed the finish line first. Congratulations, 'Oscar'!"
The huge stands were completely silent, with only the commentator's excited voice echoing in the sky.
"Wow~ I won! I won! I won!"
Suddenly, someone in the stands shouted excitedly, gesturing wildly as if he were Fan Jin, who had just passed the imperial examination.
However, if you hit a 20x upset, even a bet of 10 yuan will turn into 200 yuan.
For those at the bottom of society, this is equivalent to two years' worth of hard work day and night in a yarn factory.
While it can't be said that we'll be well-fed and clothed in the future, saving money can greatly improve our lives, allowing us to afford braised pork for our child every month.
Excited cheers rose and fell, clearly indicating that many people had taken a gamble and won the grand prize.
The others gradually came to their senses, and incredulous curses echoed through the air.
After the results of the competition were announced, some people were happy and some were sad. Those who won money were overjoyed, while those who lost everything were dejected.
Every now and then, you can see someone slumped on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
That was the despair of losing all savings, or even being burdened with huge debts, and never being able to turn things around for the rest of one's life.
The middle-aged man with a small mustache stood there dumbfounded, his eyes wide with disbelief.
Zhang opened his mouth, but was so shocked and disappointed that he didn't know what to say.
A bet of 300 yuan in legal tender was not a small amount for him, a middle-class man. Three months' salary had gone down the drain, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
He stared blankly at the receipts in his hand, then pulled one out and stuffed it into his mouth to keep his promise.
Shen Lang sighed inwardly, wanting to thoughtfully ask if he needed a glass of water to make the food smoother.
He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and patted the bearded man's shoulder forcefully.
He comforted her, saying, "You may lose money, but you're still happy. Try to think positively! Greyhound racing is essentially gambling. If you never get involved again, you'll have cut your losses in time."
His voice was sincere, without the slightest hint of taking advantage of someone's misfortune or making fun of them.
If it weren't for the system providing advance information that Yiyuan had decided after last night's meeting to arrange for Oscar to pull off an upset on the 6th, thus reaping a large profit from the investors, he definitely wouldn't have come.
The two met by chance, and after exchanging a few words of comfort, they went to collect their prize money once most of the people in the stands had left.
This time, the 2200 yuan was doubled to 44000 yuan, and the bag was bulging with hundred-yuan bills.
That much money is enough to buy a nice shikumen house and become a landlord.
Fortunately, Shen Lang was wearing a police uniform, so walking at night was relatively safe as long as he didn't go to secluded corners.
Of course, this is on the premise that no one knows he has a huge sum of money.
Otherwise, those who are desperate for money to smoke will not care whether they are police officers or not, they will not even recognize their own fathers!
Bai Changrong didn't ask for cash, but instead asked for a bank draft from one of the top ten money shops.
It is a bearer instrument; anyone who holds the instrument can withdraw money from the money exchange.
Bai Changrong slowly put away the banknotes, his gaze towards the young man beside him full of profound meaning.
If he really hit the jackpot, doesn't that mean he has spies in Yiyuan, or even in Sanxin Company, which is run by the three tycoons?
In his view, this junior police officer was definitely not an ordinary person.
The despicable things they did in the past, such as frequently fighting over dancers, were all just cover-up tactics.
This leads to the conclusion that this person is hiding their true abilities!
Both of them won money and walked out of Yiyuan chatting and laughing.
However, as I walked out the door, I saw several people sobbing quietly in dimly lit corners, holding betting slips in their hands.
Boom!
Suddenly, a dark figure fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed and crashed heavily to the ground.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a man!
Bai Changrong glanced at the man on the ground and said calmly, "I just saw him in the stands. He seems to have lost a lot of money."
As a gang leader who ran a gambling den, he was used to such scenes.
"Sigh~!" Shen Lang shook his head and could only sigh inwardly.
We are all adults and should be responsible for our choices.
Seeing the blood flowing on the ground, I was silently reminded: "Cherish life, reject drugs and gambling!"