Chapter 882: race

Chapter 882 Horse Racing
How many celebrities and even foreign royal members have been on his plane, and he has never come out to take a group photo. These people are really not calm.
But Wen Qiao whispered, ‘Just take a photo with others, it’s all because you adore you’.
Fu Nanli patiently took a photo with all the flight attendants. The flight attendants happily returned to the work room and were overjoyed: "We have been in Dongchuan for several years. This is the first time Captain Fu is willing to take a photo."
"They all said that Captain Fu listened to his girlfriend and it seemed to be true."
"Yes, it feels so petting."
The plane flew to Macau and arrived at Macau International Airport in less than three hours.
Fu’s private plane was parked on the apron, and the Bentley drove directly to the apron to pick up people. Fu Huaiyong got in the car and slowly left the apron, and he saw a Dongchuan Airlines plane not far away, on the gangway. The people who came down seemed familiar.
It seems to be his grandson.
But the car could not stay on the tarmac, he just treated it as a mistake.
It seems that the kid hasn't taken over the industry in Macau, so he probably won't come.
Fu Nanli embraced Wen Qiao's waist and got off the plane, not like his grandfather, using the privileges, took the shuttle bus to the parking lot.
The two went to a racecourse near the equestrian competition venue.
Song Yu was already there, now wearing a jockey's uniform and a helmet, galloping wildly on the field.
After a lap, the horse stopped in front of Wen Qiao and jumped off the horse.
"Did you come with 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 participated in the competition, she wanted to bring back a trophy for Wen Qiao.
Gold, silver or bronze are fine, but you must get a trophy, or Fei Wenqiao has high hopes for her.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Song Yu took off the helmet on his head: "Qiaoqiao, would you like to run a lap?"
Wen Qiao had also slipped past God of War near his grandfather's house before, and it was a bit tricky at the moment, "Let's run around."
"There is a dressing room here, you change into equestrian uniforms."
When Wen Qiao came out again, he was fully armed, wearing a knight suit, protective vest, breeches and riding boots, and a helmet on his head.
She was riding the God of War and galloping freely on Ruyin's horse farm, Song Yu cheered wildly outside the court.
Shouting Fu Nanli's brain hurts.
"Mr. Fu, Joe Qiao is great."
Fu Nanli:...
My girlfriend is great, do you want to tell me?
Wen Qiao ran for a lap, God of War was very admiring, and ran fast, completely without any trouble.
Fengchi's electrical test was average, and finally stopped in front of Fu Nanli.
High-spirited, shining eyes, and a girlfriend who is excellent in all aspects, he feels honored, 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 talented to be a jockey. Your speed is not slower than mine, and the cooperation between God of War and you is also very good. it is good."
Wen Qiao shrugged: "Then I will be your substitute player."
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 1,000 horse races in the stables. The racetrack covers an area of ​​450,000 square meters and can accommodate Nearly 30,000 spectators.
The top floor is a variety of private rooms for the rich.
The private rooms of Fu Huaiyong and Fu Nanli are adjacent.
The floor-to-ceiling windows on the front provide a wide field of vision. With binoculars in his hands, Wen Qiao can see the farthest stable.
(End of this chapter)