Ning Li's attire today was very ordinary, and her face was unfamiliar.
The horse trainers were all familiar with all the daughters of the socialites in Hong Kong City. Seeing Ning Li now, with no one else accompanying her, they naturally did not place her highly in their eyes.
Ning Li glanced at the horse again.
She had forgotten about this rule.
When the horse trainer saw that she was not moving, he raised his voice again.
"Miss, if you really want to buy, the horses in Zone Three might be more suitable for you."
The stables in the whole of Dutian Racecourse were divided into three grades: Zone One, Zone Two, and Zone Three.
Zone One had the least number of horses, the best quality, and the best prices.
Zone Two was next.
Zone Three was the least.
When he said this, it was clear that he did not think much of Ning Li and was just casually brushing her off.
Ning Li said, "There's no need."
