Super Zoo

Chapter 320 Buy a Plane to Visit Mom

The race concluded, and after Jacky and Long Wu had already finalized the distribution of the new film, they took Nangong to the Horse Club to handle the paperwork for the transfer of ownership. Suming paid another more than one hundred thousand in miscellaneous fees. After the trip, Sea Mimi would be sent over specially to accompany them back to Yangchuan City.

Sea Mimi's jockey was a young English lad named 'Tony', with a pair of azure eyes and short, naturally curly blonde hair. Skinny and short, if it weren't for the lack of facial hair, one could easily throw him into Monkey Mountain and pass him off as a big monkey.

Tony was even younger than Suming, only 22 this year, but his Mandarin was quite fluent with a surprising hint of a Tianjin accent.

"If you're willing, how about continuing as Sea Mimi's jockey?" Suming figured that with his own build, it was impossible for him to ride Sea Mimi in a race.

Nangong wouldn't work either, not because she was a woman, but because she belonged to the fiery type with long legs and height******—unless she was willing to reduce her bust size to 34A. Given her current height of nearly one meter seventy and a weight slightly over one hundred, she was a bit heavy for horse racing.

What a joke, if Nangong was willing, Suming wouldn't be! Between Sea Mimi and Sea Mimi, any man with a sane mind would know which to choose! Without Sea Mimi, what's there to be happy about? That only leaves unhappiness!

"You still trust me?" Tony was somewhat surprised. To anyone, Sea Mimi's blunder today was inseparable from the jockey.

This young new horse owner in front of him didn't hesitate at all to invite him to continue as the jockey, and Tony suddenly felt like he had met a true leader.

Suming wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but thought it sounded too fake; after all, when there's a problem with the horse, it certainly involved the jockey.

Moreover, Long Wu had only a general interest in racing, and the jockey Tony he found was second-rate material, who even seemed to be working part-time while studying at Xiangjiang University of Chinese. Meeting Tony for the first time and talking about trust, Suming didn't even believe it himself.

Suming sighed, patting the big monkey's shoulder. "Tony, this isn't about trust. I just don't have anyone else to choose from. Can you recommend someone else?"

Tony was stunned and looked at Suming for a long while before heaving a sigh, "Well, honesty is also a virtue, after all."

Although Tony was mediocre, Sea Mimi still had great potential, at least in being perceptive.

When he saw Suming and Nangong arrive, he wagged his tail, leaving a trail of footprints in the sand, trotting up to them without paying any attention to Tony. Instead, he lowered his head and affectionately nuzzled Suming's face with his big head.

During the races earlier, Suming had communicated with Sea Mimi using his spiritual power, making Suming seem like a close friend to Sea Mimi at this moment.

Nangong was eager to climb onto Sea Mimi's back, and despite several attempts, she couldn't get on due to the horse's large stature.

"You definitely won't be satisfied today, but once we get back to Yangchuan, I'll take you riding by the reservoir in the mountains," Suming chuckled. Visitors were not allowed to ride horses at the racetrack, even horse owners couldn't ride on the track on race days,

Nangong was persistent, looping her arms around Sea Mimi's neck and made Suming take seven or eight photos before she was willing to give up.

Sea Mimi probably wanted to show affection or something and extended its purple tongue to lick Nangong's face, which earned him a stern lecture from Suming. I haven't even had the chance to do that; when was it your turn, kid?!!

"Wow, I told you they were fated, it's like in a previous life Sea Mimi already knew them," laughed Jacky.

Long Wu watched the scene from the side, too depressed to speak.

He had spent money on this horse for over a year and visited often, but Sea Mimi had never shown such intimate behavior.

"Brother Ten, the key is your aura is too strong!" Suming said with certainty.

"Hahaha, Mom, add a 'hundred' in front of the 'tens'." Suming laughed wildly. He was still afraid of startling the old lady, after all, in the eyes of the older generation, winning a 500,000-dollar prize meant a life of ease.

His mom fell silent for a while before saying something Suming never expected, "Now that you've won the lottery, don't work so hard to make money. Take care of your health."

What else could he say, his tears nearly fell.

There were things he wanted to say but was afraid to bring up too soon, worried about being scolded for wasting money.

He called his uncle Su Desheng, asking him to find someone to tidy up his mother's house back in his hometown, and by tidying up, he meant building a proper villa.

Then he called Zhao Yun.

"What? Say that again!" Zhao Yun, woken by Suming from his sleep, thought he had heard wrong.

Suming repeated it.

"Buy a helicopter, you have money to burn?"

"I'm buying a helicopter to conveniently visit my mom often!" Suming gave an irrefutable reason.

"Okay, I admit you have a point. Of course, I know friends in aviation..."

He was nearly defeated by Zhao Yun; there seemed to be no industry this guy couldn't find a connection in. Suming reckoned that if it wasn't for the country's restrictions on selling nuclear bombs, even Mr. Jin would probably be able to buy a couple from Zhao Yun.

"A small helicopter isn't expensive, there are ones for several hundred thousand to over a million, the cheapest being two hundred thousand. The problem is the yearly maintenance costs can also run into the hundreds of thousands. Buying one is just asking for trouble."

"What kind of talk is that? How is going home to see my mom a burden?"

"All right, all right. You're tough, I got it. But where did you get so much money from?"

"The people of Xiangjiang are too enthusiastic, when they heard I was traveling, they lined up to give me money!" Suming laughed heartily.

"You must have won on the horses or the Mark Six lottery." Zhao Yun's mind was indeed sharp, guessing almost correctly at once, but he wasn't envious. Yawning, he said, "I'll continue sleeping then, and I'll help you ask about the plane tomorrow."

"It's buying a plane, not 'flying a kite'!" Suming reminded.

"Flying a kite, pervert! Looking for death?"

A pillow flew from the distance of the luxurious room, hitting Suming precisely on the head. Nangong, wrapped in a large bath towel, revealing rounded shoulders, walked out of the bathroom and glared at Suming, "Why haven't you gone back to your own room to sleep?"

"With things as they are now, if I leave, wouldn't I be worse than a beast?!" Suming declared righteously.

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PS: There will be two more chapters tonight. It's already over seventy thousand words, should I continue to push it?