I will resign and go to Australia

75 episodes. Validate my way, here.

A legendary rider who won the leading jockey 10 times!

It is completely different from the appearance of a gangster who broke into the office of the general manager, the top manager.

“Who is this friend?”

Franz asked, pointing at me with a nod.

“He’s a friend who helps me. The fact that Dark Star has won in a row also helped Jin a lot.”

“Yeah? Does your young friend know a lot about horses? My name is Franz Connelly.”

“Hello, Mr. Connelly. My name is Jean.”

“Nice to meet you, Jin. Please help me out with Chris in the future.”

“yes.”

I shook his hand and gave him a brief greeting.

“Franz. Is it urgent or we’ll talk later? There are guests.”

Kepman said in a tone asking him to leave.

But instead of leaving, Franz went to Madduck’s side and sat down on the sofa.

“Isn’t the discussion over yet? I’m here to buy Glorias, so I can just sell it. Take an old mare, don’t lose your strength, just give it to me.”

“I gave it to you, at a bargain price.”

“But what else is left?”

“········”

It did come at just the right time.

Because the bet was just over.

Kepman shook his head without hesitation.

“Do you? Do you have anything left to say?”

“You’re still the same. Are you still dissatisfied with me?”

“Is it right? He’s a nobleman who sold that precious inham ranch to a private equity fund.”

“That’s why you hooked it up to the Daily Stud.”

“Yeah, you connected well with foreign companies. It’s also a global conglomerate. Hey, you’re amazing.”

“I don’t think that’s what you, who get paid here, are talking about.”

“It was Madduk’s request, and the work of the grandchildren worked well. Unlike anyone else, I have loyalty and love for my grandchildren. But in the end, jockeys can ride horses well when they are active duty, and when they retire, they just have to raise guys who can ride well. I mean, am I wrong?”

“…hehehehe.”

Wow, that bobby makes him turn his head with a cough.

“Chris, you are a great inspiration.”

“Ugh, don’t say it. How hate to lose. No one in the industry doesn’t know about the undefeated Connelly.”

“……haha.”

Kepman sighed and stepped out again at the sight of smashing even Bobby.

“Franz, just tell me what you came here for. That would be faster.”

“Oh, so? There’s a Dellington tournament next week. You ordered Carlson to play there, so why did you reject it?”

“Your horse is Dryon. How can a child like Carlson handle such a rough horse so he can make such an order? Do you have a funeral for your grandson?”

“As long as Carlson’s dry-dryer, ride it twice? Are you really like this?”

“Running on a track is like a race? And according to the guidelines from the Daily Headquarters…”

“Uh-huh, stop talking about his instructions. I’m going to get scabs on my ears!”

“Anyway, you can’t give up to a 14-year-old dryion. If he just shakes his head, he’ll fly away.”

“Oh, this stuffy…!”

Franz said looking back to Madduk.

“You tell me. Do you think Carlson can’t handle Dryon properly?”

“Of course I admit it. It’s not as good as Franz in his prime, but he doesn’t have that much skill.”

“Did you see it? Madduk, even this strict friend admits it!”

“Still, it’s true that GM is concerned. The Dellington competition is a long-distance event, and Dryon sometimes develops a bad habit when he loses his concentration.

At Madduck’s ambiguous explanation, Kepman waved his hand as if he was a geek.

“Did you hear? Carlson is still weak, so he can’t press it with his strength. Let’s debut in another competition. Why do you have to put it up in this competition?”

“The schedule is full, so we have to wait two months to wait until the next tournament.”

“Then you can do it.”

“Early next month, Ballmer’s friend’s grandson debuted. He said he signed up for the Pringston competition.”

“Why?”

“The grandson is 14 years old. In two months, he loses his youngest debut title.”

“Ugh, is that more important than your grandson’s life?”

“Who’s going to kill my grandson? If you can’t force the dryer, you’re strong enough to press it with a skill, my grandson!”

“I don’t understand why you’re taking Carlson’s risk for a title like that, though.”

“Heh! In horse racing, the jockey is also a commodity. What’s the problem with increasing the commercial value to succeed as a jockey?”

As I listened to their conversation, I wondered if my listening had gone away for a moment.

So I finally couldn’t stand it and asked.

“I’m sorry for what you said. Is it true that your grandson is 14 years old?”

“Yeah, my grandson Carlson is 14 years old.”

“……”

14 in foreign age is 15 in Korea.

Are you going to race as a professional jockey at that age?

For a moment, I thought about what I was doing at that age.

No matter how much I think about it, I can only remember going to a PC room with my friends and going to a manga room…

“You seem to be a genius. A professional jockey at the age of 14.”

“Uh-huh, my grandson was a bit smart. He looks like me, so he’s sensible.”

Franz smiled broadly and then suddenly clapped his hand.

“Yeah, I heard that Darkstar’s jockey in this tournament was bad. How about our Carlson, Chris?”

“Yeah? Grandpa’s grandson, isn’t it Daly’s contract jockey?”

“You can just cancel that. What’s the problem?”

Kepman frowned at his words.

“No, Franz. Is this what you’ve applied for so far?”

“Nigimi, you’re calling for support. Did you pay more than the other riders, or did you send them overseas training? What did you call support? Didn’t you know that I chose this place because of the state-of-the-art facilities and the ability to ride a variety of horses? Are the facilities and the horses prepared for us Carlson? No.”

“Yeah, but thanks to that, my skills have improved a lot.”

“A lot of things. Our Carlson was originally a genius. Thanks to the environment of the Daily Ranch, he only improved his skills a little, very little.”

“Wow, I can’t get enough of a real Franz face shield.”

“So will you allow me to compete in Dellington or not?”

“No way, because if we go against our guidelines and if Franz’s grandson goes wrong, I’m going to feel guilty for the rest of my life.”

“Yeah? Well then.”

Franz asked again, looking at Chris without changing the color of his face.

“Chris, I’m not saying this because he’s my grandson, Carlson will have no rivals as long as he has experience. Do you have any thoughts?”

“Hey… Dark Star has already signed a jockey contract. And since the tournament is scheduled for the end of next month, their debut will be delayed anyway.”

“Is that so?

At that point, I quickly intervened.

It’s a great opportunity to get a good jockey.

“Aren’t you thinking of signing a contract with me?”

“You? Are you also facing?”

“Yeah, we’re right. And I think we can debut Connelly’s grandson in two weeks.”

“You mean you’re going to compete in two weeks? What are you talking about?”

“I’m not saying it. I’m going to say rubia from John & Sara Ranch. With that word, you can ride your grandson.”

“I’m not talking about you, can you pick me up? It’s only been two weeks?”

“Yeah, I have that kind of power.”

Franz asked, turning to Madduk.

“Do you know the word Rubia? Do you have any championship history?”

“Yes. At the Toowoomba competition, we beat our fly-high and won the championship. It is a promising racer who has won two rounds after that. It was nicknamed the Red-Eyes Gray Ghost.”

“You must have shown a pretty impressive race enough to get a nickname. Hmm.”

Franz stroked his chin and looked at me.

“Are you saying that I want to sign a contract with you? Are you saying that I want to see you first?”

“Isn’t it a bit too much to talk about in detail here?”

I glanced at Kepman’s eyes with a squint.

“It’s okay. The only time a rider looks at the rancher or Maju is when he doesn’t have the skills. If he has the skills, he doesn’t need to look at anyone. Heh.”

“I’m a little bit like that. And shouldn’t I see the skills of Mr. Connelly’s grandson? To discuss the terms of the contract.”

“Then let’s go see the beef horns as soon as possible.”

As Franz stood up, Kepman looked at me and said a word.

“If you want to take me without looking at me, take me.”

“It’s a look on your stomach that you feel refreshed by removing the tooth that was sick for some reason.”

“Don’t get me wrong. Carlson’s skills are definitely outstanding. It’s a pity for me, but I don’t know how extreme Grandpa is. As you can see, there may be a lot of headaches, so take that into account.”

“Haha, I can only guess. Then, talk. I’ll go out with Mr. Connelly.”

As I followed Franz, Bobby looked at me and gave me advice.

“jin.”

“yes?”

“Don’t be fooled by the fact that Carlson is 14 years old. As you can see from that friend, Franz was enough to steam up some grown-ups at that age.”

“Okay. I’ll engrave it.”

***

The place where Franz was guided was a building that looked like a dome.

The outside looks plain, but when you enter the room, a ‘wow’ sound came out of it.

There was a narrow canal winding in which the horses were training in the water.

About a dozen men who appeared to be trainers led the training while holding the reins of the horses.

“Isn’t that cool? It’s a training that puts less strain on your legs and trains you physically.”

“It’s amazing. I saw it at Robinson Ranch, but it was less than half the size of this place…”

“Have you been there? If you were close with John & Sara Ranch, it would have been difficult for you to enter Robinson Ranch. He’s very talented.”

“Huh? Do you know about their relationship, John and Richard?”

“Of course. It’s a famous rivalry in Queensland’s horse racing world. After all, love fights are the funniest spectacle, isn’t it?”

Huh, it was such a famous match.

While I was bewildered, Franz waved at his grandson.

“Carlson! Come here.”

Soon after, a little boy with brown hair approached.

Will you be 150 tall? It looked smaller than before.

“Yes, Grandpa.”

“Greetings.”

“Who are you?”

“Face. If it goes well, I can sign a contract with you.”

“A contract? So, Kefman never got dry?”

“That’s right. Instead, say hello if this friend can debut in two weeks.”

Carlson looked me up and down and shook my hand.

“It’s Carlson Connelly.”

“My name is Jin. Nice to meet you.”

“But is it really Maju? How many do you have?”

“one animal.”

“Is that all?”

“Now it is.”

At my words, Carlson put on a look of displeasure.

As a child, I am confused as to whether the expression on the face is immediately revealed or if it is done on purpose.

“Carlson, go get your track stone ready. Tell Shannon to get ready.”

“Yes? Why is the track all of a sudden? Are you asking me to show you my skills?”

“Yeah, I’m going to compete with Shannon, so you know that.”

“Grandpa, there is only one horse, so what kind of skills do you show first? Isn’t it the first thing to find out what you mean?”

I laughed out loud at Carlson’s words.

Even though he is young, his self-esteem is not normal.

“Mr. Connelly, I don’t think you need to watch him run.”

“Um? What do you mean? If you want to see how good a jockey is, you have to watch him run.”

“I validate it my way. Here.”

“Here? How?”

I looked at the horses in training with my clairvoyance.

And three horses were selected from among them.

“Take out those horses and ride them to your grandchildren. And please take one lap around the outside of the indoor training ground here slowly.”

“Is that all?”

“Yeah, that’s it.”

Carlson frowned and shouted.

“You mean you can tell me what I’m capable of with that now!?”