Reborn in 1970, I thrived in Hong Kong.

The sudden retirement of the "Eastern Overlord" due to a limp and his withdrawal from the upcoming race was obviously suspicious to anyone with a discerning eye, and the ordinary people sitting in the concrete stands immediately protested:

A commotion suddenly erupted; some people cursed loudly, some slammed their horse racing books on the floor, and some wanted to confront the Jockey Club for an explanation—the list goes on.

However, it's all for naught; at any time, the opinions of the vulnerable are never cared about.

Especially in Hong Kong, a tiny place that is still a British colony, the majority of people who are all talk and no action have always made up the majority of the population since Hong Kong opened to foreign trade.

In the end, nothing happened, and the matter was dropped.

The fourth match of the day, which was also the first official match of the day, proceeded smoothly.

Amidst the deafening and almost irrational shouts and screams from the entire arena, Jin Yumantang emerged victorious, becoming the winner of the fourth race.

In Lei Luo's private box and the Westerners' private box, the champagne tower was gone, and everyone raised their glasses to drink champagne to celebrate that their savings accounts had gained another bunch of numbers.

On the concrete slab stands, over 60,000 retail investors were completely unaware that they had unknowingly completed another transfer of wealth:

More than 60,000 investors invested in small amounts, such as ten yuan here, tens of yuan there, or hundreds of yuan there, and in just one horse race, they completed the transfer of wealth amounting to millions or even tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

Ironically, this money was transferred from the hands of the poor to the hands of foreigners and the city's powerful and wealthy.

Li Huai-ren sighed, thinking to himself:

"I'm so angry! Isn't this just the same as the live-streaming e-commerce by celebrities and internet influencers on those platforms before I was reborn?"

Capital, platforms, celebrities, and internet influencers have all colluded to fleece the entire internet's poor, lowly users. And these poor, ordinary people are just like the 60,000-plus people in the stands—being exploited without even realizing it, and even feeling good about themselves?

Therefore, Li Huai-ren, who originally planned to apply to the Department of Chinese at the University of Hong Kong in October this year, has now changed his mind and plans to apply to the Department of Economics at the Faculty of Arts at the University of Hong Kong.

He plans to study economic principles properly to improve his understanding of capital operations and economics.

After all, the tricks of capital are as deep as the sea, and it's impossible to guard against them all.

On the other hand, one must become capital sooner or later, so one should familiarize oneself with and get used to one's new identity in advance, right?

In one game, Li Huai-ren earned HK$300,000. Although Hong Kong had not yet levied a betting tax at that time, according to the Gambling Ordinance, winners were required to pay a 15% stamp duty. Therefore, Li Huai-ren actually received only HK$255,000.

In the following matches, Li Huai-ren placed heavy bets.

As for the main prize, the Triple jackpot, due to the prize pool setup, Chen Xia's winnings were only HK$125 million. Li Huai Ren felt it was unnecessary to place a large bet, so he spent HK$2000 to buy 100 tickets.

Finally, in the last four games, Li Huai-ren won a total of HK$89 after tax. He shared the triple jackpot with Chen Xia. After paying stamp duty, he received HK$96.8 and Chen Xia received HK$9.68.

With the HK$25.5 won in the fourth match, Li Huai-ren's HSBC bank account had a total of HK$211.3 more after the competition!

Li Huai-ren's dominant performance at the racetrack today was impossible to keep secret and had already spread throughout all the VIP boxes at the racetrack.

Inside the private box of Tsar Khosrow, Chinese real estate developers such as Li Zhaoji, Zheng Yutong (Tong), Guo Laoban, and Li Ka-shing gathered to discuss the supply of river sand with Tsar Khosrow.

A few years ago, due to some well-known reasons, Tsar Hughes, who pioneered the sale of apartments off-plan, could no longer acquire land in Hong Kong to build houses and had to switch to the business of building materials.

Leveraging his connections with the north, he dredged sand from the Pearl River Estuary in mainland China, supplying over 90% of Hong Kong's river sand.

Since the second half of last year, Hong Kong's property market crash, triggered by the major event that began in the north in 1966, has not only recovered, but property prices are also rising rapidly and irrationally. Naturally, everyone is seizing this opportunity and rushing to acquire land and build properties.

To build a building, you naturally need a lot of sand. You can't just dig sand from the beach and use it to build a building; it has to be river sand and sea sand that meets the requirements.

Therefore, everyone turned to Khosyapa for help.

Khosak glanced at Li Zhaoji and the others, took a sip of tea, put down his teacup, and smiled.

"Don't worry, the sand problem is easy to solve."

I urgently need a batch of machine tools. As you know, I'm under constant surveillance, so I have no choice but to ask for your help.

"You can buy it for me, ship it back to Hong Kong, and deliver it to me there, okay?"

Everyone present was extremely shrewd and knew that these machine tools and equipment would be transported north after being shipped back to Hong Kong.

It's just helping with procurement, and the delivery is in Hong Kong, so it doesn't matter too much; or else, we can just set up a shell company that has no connection to us to handle it, right? Everyone agreed.

Just after they finished discussing serious matters, news of Li Huai-ren's triumphant victory, winning three rounds of betting, reached them.

Stanley Ho immediately joked with Li Zhaoji:

"Fourth Brother, everyone calls me the King of Gambling, but I think you're all wrong. Your nephew is the real King of Gambling."

Good heavens, they bet on the winners in all five official races and even won three times! That's incredible luck!

Li Zhaoji smiled, waved his hand, and said:

"That kid Ah Ren has been living a carefree life these past few years. Getting this windfall might not be a good thing."

After speaking, he beckoned over a staff member of the horse racing club and gave the following instructions:

"Hey handsome, could you do me a favor? Go and call my nephew Li Huai-ren over here. Just tell him I want him to ride back with me."

Upon hearing this, Huo Shahuang, Li Ka-shing, and others immediately understood Li Zhaoji's intention. He was telling the underworld and all sorts of people in Hong Kong not to mess with his nephew Li Huai-ren, because he, Li Zhaoji, was backing him up!

When the staff of the Jockey Club found Li Huai-ren, he had just deposited all the money he won that day into his HSBC bank account. When he learned that Li Zhao-ji was looking for him and wanted him to ride back in his car, Li Huai-ren immediately understood Li Zhao-ji's meaning and felt a warmth in his heart.

He immediately said to the little piglet beside him:

"Brother Zai, I'm sorry, it seems I'll have to treat you to the Nine Great Dishes another day. My fourth uncle is looking for me, and I can't refuse, hehehe."

Upon hearing this, a hint of resentment flashed in Piggy's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile:

"Alright, since your fourth uncle is looking for you, you can eat the nine dishes you owe me another day!"

Watching Li Huai-ren and the Jockey Club staff walk away, Piggy felt a pang of regret.

"I'll give you a piece of my mind. I was originally planning to take him to that shady casino and get my hands on the two million he won today."

What a pity, Li Zhaoji actually takes such good care of this spoiled brat!

He was just thinking of another way to get his hands on the money Li Huai-ren won today as soon as possible when someone gently patted his shoulder and a voice rang in his ear:

"Little Piggy, keep to your own place and don't overstep your bounds!"

In this world, snakes have their paths, and toads have theirs; those who walk different paths cannot make plans together!

Hong Kong is ultimately a Hong Kong for the rich. Since it's a Hong Kong for the rich, then they call the shots. Do you understand what I mean?

Hurry up and shut out all those inappropriate thoughts you're having, or else... hehehe...