Chapter 965 Racing Club

central hall.

The hall of hundreds of square meters was divided into more than a dozen areas.

Each area is composed of a semi-circular antique coffee table, two semi-circular sofas, and two single sofas.

On the three walls of the central hall of the whole person, there are all huge display screens. The screens of each display screen are divided into 24 frames, with a total of 72 frames of images, and each frame is a picture captured by a different camera.

It can be said that from the central hall, you can completely see the situation of all the vehicles on the track. The pictures captured by each camera are extremely clear, and it can be said that there is no blind spot coverage.

People present can also bet on which car will win the championship in the end. As long as they reach the finish line, they can bet at any time, but the betting odds are constantly changing as the game progresses.

Yun Hua was quite surprised when he saw such a place for the first time.

"Are you interested in playing?" Rong Jing asked.

Yun Hua looked around, and then looked at the brochure Rong Jing handed over, which introduced the model of each car in detail, as well as the situation of the racers, past winning percentage, etc., so that unfamiliar guests could place bets.

"It's really thoughtful," Yun Hua said.

Rong Jing smiled, "The handling fee is also high."

It turns out that here, there is no handling fee for those who lose. Isn't this nonsense?

But if you win, you have to pay a 30% handling fee. A single order here is at least hundreds of thousands, and it can be several million more. If the total betting amount in one night is 10 million, the handling fee will be 3 million, which is really a lot!

"Just him, car No. 14." Yun Hua pointed to the youngest 18-year-old racing driver.

Rong Jing raised her eyebrows, "His winning percentage is not very good, and he is not well-known. But do as you like, it's just for fun anyway. How much do you vote for?"

Yun Hua thought for a while: "Whatever."

Rong Jing smiled, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and the waiters around immediately stepped forward, "No. 14, Fang Qingyan."

"Okay, what's the betting amount?"

Rong Jing stretched out a finger and put her card on the waiter's tray at the same time.

"Understood, please wait a moment."

The waiter quickly went to operate, and came over after a while and told Rong Jing, "The bet has been completed, and here is your betting slip."

Yun Hua smiled, "I'll transfer the money to you later."

Rong Jing shook her head slightly, "If you win, then I will transfer the bill to you."

Ye Xuesong was concentrating on reading the brochure. When she looked up, she looked at Rong Jing and Yun Hua blankly, "You've already made your bet? So fast! Let me see who you chose. Fang Qingyan...isn't very famous. , just ran here twice... I want to choose No. 7, he has good skills, and he ran second when the car had some problems last time. I am optimistic about him, the key is that he is also handsome!"

Yun Hua was powerless to complain.

Rong Jing looked at Ye Xuesong with a smile, "He seems to be a little technically flawed. You can see that his historical performance is very unstable. In addition, I heard that he had a car accident last time and was hospitalized with a left foot injury. The time now should be his first game after he recovered from his injury. I haven’t touched the car for such a long time, and the feeling is gone.”

Ye Xuesong was taken aback, "Really? Let me ask..."

Yun Hua gave Rong Jing a meaningful look, and Rong Jing blinked innocently at Yun Hua.

"Then who should we choose?" Ye Xuesong flipped through the brochure, feeling distressed, when he looked up, he saw Wen Yi and Yao Xixi.

Ye Xuesong's face immediately changed, and then he pretended not to see it and continued to look through the brochure.