Wang Zhigang, the owner of the racetrack, pondered for a moment and then said calmly, "You want that horse to enter the race? That's fine, but you'll need to pay a deposit of 50,000, and if your horse wins the race, we'll also give you a 5% commission."
"Of course, given your horse's health condition, if anything goes wrong during the race, we won't be held responsible, and your deposit will not be refunded."
Li Chuan didn't hesitate, directly scanned the QR code to pay, and then handed the old horse over to Wang Zhigang for them to arrange the competition.
As for Li Chuan, he went to the stands and sat down.
The entire racetrack was like an elementary and middle school soccer field, with seats all around. In the seats sat many wealthy spectators watching the horse race, ranging in age from young teens to white-haired elderly people sitting in wheelchairs.
