"One set for each person, you'll see when you put it on." Chu Xiaoxin himself had already started taking off his suit jacket and hanging it on the hanger.
Song Tianyao, a cigarette between his fingers, rubbed his face listlessly with the other. "I guess I'll pass. At worst, we'll eat together, then I'll go back to see my woman. I don't need you to introduce me to anyone."
Chu Xiaoxin, his face serious and righteous, grabbed a jockey's vest and threw it at Song Tianyao: "Even if you don't want to pick up girls, you have to put this on. Otherwise, how am I supposed to introduce you at dinner? Am I the jockey and you the horse owner? Of course, we're all jockeys. We just come out for a couple of drinks after training the horses to relax. I only taught you this self-created method of picking up girls because you're one of my confidants. If I told anyone, I don't know how many people would rush to become my apprentices."
"Should I host a few tables and invite some relatives and friends to the apprenticeship banquet?"
The vest landed squarely on Song Tianyao's head, completely covering Song Tianyao face. Song Tianyao pulled the vest off and looked helplessly at Chu Xiaoxin.
"Hurry up and change your clothes. Those jockeys are difficult to deal with; they hate it when people are late."
"Wow, Big Brother? You're a Justice of the Peace, and you're afraid of jockeys? If those jockeys dare to talk to you, I'll personally teach them a lesson for you." Song Tianyao exaggeratedly rolled up his sleeves, ready to help Second Young Master Chu by acting as his lackey and beating people up at any time.
"We're meeting at the Harp Restaurant in the Cloud Palace Hotel at Queen’s Pier. If those two jockeys leave by the time we get there, leaving me without any pretty girls, I'll make you pay for this in bed." Seeing that Song Tianyao wasn't in a hurry at all, Chu Xiaoxin changed his threatening tactics.
Song Tianyao tossed away his cigarette butt without hesitation, and silently began to change his clothes.
As the sun sets on Queen's Road, the cobblestones, signs, and trees are all bathed in a golden glow. It's rare to see China person strolling leisurely anymore; the majority of the crowd are Britain, bathed in the sunset, walking along the avenue at their own pace. As for the China person, unless they are still commuting for essential work, they have long since returned home. The British Empire has allowed them to live on Hong Kong Island and on various Peaks. This sunset on Queen's Road is the only place in this colony where we don't want to be disturbed.
On the benches along the roadside, young and old Britain men, dressed in suits, sat leaning back, some with their eyes closed and heads tilted back, others holding a miniature Bible and bowing their heads. Some Britain couples would brush past these people resting by the roadside as they walked along the street, as if this whole street was not in Hong Kong, but made them feel as if they were still in Europe, still in Great Britain.
At this moment, most China person appearing on this street would only receive frowns and disdainful whispers from these superior-looking Britain. Only a few would attract the attention of these Britain, such as Song Tianyao and Chu Xiaoxin, or rather, because of their current status as jockeys.
Wearing tight riding breeches and gleaming riding boots, the black riding attire accentuated their physiques. Although they weren't carrying whips or wearing helmets, their outfits immediately made them instantly recognizable as two young jockeys who had just finished training horses at Happy Valley.
Although they are of Asian descent, they are the Asian race closest to Caucasians because they understand the highly advanced sport of horse racing.
"Big Brother, walking along Queen's Road, dressed like that, aren't you afraid some Foreign Devil woman will stop you halfway and want to chat? Can your English hold up?" Song Tianyao tugged at his riding jacket slightly and asked Chu Xiaoxin beside him.
Chu Xiaoxin glanced around, his expression unchanged. "Then I'll just say my horse owner is China person, right? Being China person doesn't affect my communication. I'm a top-notch horse trainer; it doesn't matter whether I speak English or China."
The two entered the Cloud Palace Hotel, which was not far from Queen’s Pier. Just as they entered, Zheng Yutong, who was accompanying a Britain Foreign Devil out of a car, rubbed her eyes and thought she might have been seeing things. The person in the jockey's uniform in front of her looked seven or eight parts like Song Tianyao.
"Mr. Beever, please." Zheng Yutong withdrew her gaze and walked towards the Cloud Palace Hotel with the middle-aged Foreign Devil beside her.
Chapter 492 The Noisy Harp Restaurant (Part 1)
The Harp Restaurant is located on the seventh floor of the Cloud Palace Hotel. Sitting by the window, you can easily see Queen’s Pier and the golden sea stretching endlessly into the distance under the sunset. Even the seagulls flying overhead are clearly visible in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, as if they were not windows, but a huge realistic landscape painting.
Sitting at the dining table, Song Tianyao finally understood why Second Young Master Chu had invited the jockeys to dinner. At this moment, two jockeys in their thirties were sitting opposite him and Second Young Master Chu, their expressions similar to his own earlier, rather helpless.
"Mr. Chu, when we introduce you and Mr. Song later, we'll say you're the newly arrived Red-Badge Jockeys at Hong Kong Jockey Club, practically our apprentices. After we finish our conversation, we'll leave early. As for how you talk to those two women afterwards, whether you can bring them along for a night of passion, I have no idea. It's all up to you." An older jockey with a name tag pinned to his chest said to Chu Xiaoxin.
Song Tianyao glanced at the nameplates of the two men. Black Jockey?
In the Hong Kong Jockey Club's jockey ranking system, the highest level of racing skill is the Black Jockey, which means having won at least ten races to qualify for the Black Knight badge. Basically, once you reach the Black Jockey level, it's no longer the owner choosing the jockey, but the jockey choosing the horse and the owner. Where did Second Young Master Chu get such a large sum of money? Judging from the implication of that person's words, he actually managed to get two Black Jockeys to help Second Young Master Chu arrange dates with women?
At this moment, Second Young Master Chu looked at Song Tianyao with a smug expression. Song Tianyao took out his wallet, took out all the more than three thousand Hong Kong dollars inside, placed them on the table in front of Chu Xiaoxin, and then gave Chu Xiaoxin a thumbs up in complete admiration.
"Big Brother, if you put the same effort you put into your self-created womanizing techniques into business, Likang wouldn't need me, Song Tianyao. The entire Hong Kong market would be yours. I'm truly impressed. When people see Black Jockey, they think about getting some inside information from the Hong Kong Jockey Club and then betting to win money. But you, with two Black Jockeys in front of you, you actually want to impersonate a red jockey and ask the Black Jockeys to pimp you out."