Chapter 882 Horse Racing

There have been so many celebrities and even foreign royals on his plane, but he has never come out to ask for a photo. These people are really not calm.

But Wen Qiao whispered, ‘Just take a photo with them, it’s all because I admire you’.

Fu Nanli patiently took photos with all the flight attendants. The flight attendants returned to the workroom excitedly and were overjoyed: "We have been together in Dongchuan for several years, and this is the first time that Captain Fu is willing to take a photo."

"They all said that Captain Fu listened to his girlfriend, and it seems to be true."

"Yes, it feels so pampered."

The plane flew to Macau and arrived at Macau International Airport in less than three hours.

The Fu family's private jet was parked on the apron, and the Bentley drove directly to the apron to pick them up. Fu Huaiyong got in the car and slowly drove off the apron. He saw a Dongchuan Airlines plane not far away, on the ramp. The people coming down seemed familiar.

It seems to be his grandson.

But the car couldn't stay on the tarmac, so he just thought he was wrong.

That guy doesn't seem to have taken over the industry in Macau yet, so he probably won't come over.

Fu Nanli put his arms around Wen Qiao's waist and got off the plane. Unlike his grandfather, he used his privileges and took the shuttle bus to the parking lot.

The two first went to a horse farm near the equestrian competition venue.

Song Yu was already there, now wearing a jockey uniform and helmet, running heroically on the field.

After a lap, the horse stopped in front of Wen Qiao and jumped off.

"Did you come with the God of War?"

Song Yu: "You don't care about your members too much. Yes, I have been here for several days and have been training."

Now that she has participated in the competition, she wants to bring back a trophy for Wen Qiao.

Gold, silver, or bronze will do, but she must get a trophy, otherwise Wen Qiao's high hopes for her will be in vain.

"Thanks a lot."

Song Yu took off the helmet on his head: "Qiaoqiao, do you want to run around?"

Wen Qiao had also sneaked past the God of War near his grandfather's house before, and now he was feeling a little nervous, "Then let's run around."

"There is a changing room here. You can change into your equestrian clothes."

When Wen Qiao came out again, he was fully armed, wearing a knight's uniform, a protective vest, breeches and riding boots, and a helmet on his head.

She rode the God of War and galloped freely on the verdant racecourse, while Song Yu cheered wildly outside the venue.

The shouting made Fu Nanli's head hurt.

"Mr. Fu, Qiao Qiao is great."

Fu Nanli:......

My girlfriend is great, do you still want to tell me?

Wen Qiao ran around in a circle, and the God of War was very pleased with him. He ran very fast and didn't stumble at all.

As fast as a lightning test, he finally stopped in front of Fu Nanli.

He is high-spirited and has shining eyes. He feels proud to have a girlfriend who is excellent in every aspect, but it does not prevent him from being jealous.

Wen Qiao turned over and got off the horse. Song Yu stepped forward, one step faster than Fu Nanli, "Qiao Qiao, I think you are also very talented as a jockey. Your speed is not slower than mine. The God of War and your cooperation are also very good." good."

Wen Qiao shrugged: "Then I will be your substitute."

The Jockey Club was held on the second day at the Taipa Racecourse in the Taipa Reclamation Area of ​​Macau. The Taipa Racecourse is one of the largest racecourses in Asia. There are more than a thousand racehorses in the stable and the track covers an area of ​​450,000 square meters. The venue can accommodate Nearly 30,000 spectators.

On the top floor are various private rooms for the rich.

Fu Huaiyong and Fu Nanli's private rooms are adjacent to each other.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the front have a wide view. Wen Qiao holds binoculars in his hands and can see the farthest stable at a glance.