Elf, I am really a farmer

Chapter 637 Threatening Wen Qi

In the referee's seat below the stage, Feng Huo leaned back in a comfortable chair, his legs casually crossed.

There was an unconcealable smug smile on his face, which seemed to announce to the whole world his joy at the moment.

His eyes narrowed into slits, and he glanced at the bustling stadium from time to time, feeling so happy.

He felt that the event was perfect and the results far exceeded his expectations.

Just now, an employee hurried up to him with excitement on his face, and reported breathlessly:

"Boss, today's sales have exceeded 50 million! Those eliminated contestants and those who came to watch the fun are all buying like crazy in our store!"

After hearing this, Feng Huo couldn't help but laugh out loud with pride. This not only made the reputation of the breeding house spread further and further in the area, but also made his wallet fatter.

I also got to satisfy my addiction to being a referee, which was like killing three birds with one stone and I gained a lot.

Just as Feng Huo was immersed in this great joy and enjoying the satisfaction brought by success, a public referee came up to him in a panic with hurried steps.

The referee looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention. Then he lowered his voice and whispered in Feng Huo's ear for a long time.

Feng Huo's expression changed instantly. The corners of his mouth, which were originally upturned, drooped down all of a sudden. The smugness in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by full gloom and displeasure.

"What? How come someone who wasn't in the plan suddenly showed up?"

Feng Huo's face was full of confusion and shock, and he was secretly wondering,

"I specifically limited the age of the contestants to under 20, so how could there be such a powerful character? And he wrote the answer so perfectly, isn't this ruining my success?"

This sudden situation made Feng Huo somewhat at a loss. He roared in his heart:

"I don't want to give up the burning bug so easily!"

That's a burning bug worth more than 10 million! Although more than 10 million is not an astronomical figure for a boss like Feng Huo,

It's not enough to make him feel bad about his wallet, but the Burning Bug is really too rare.

If he hadn't relied on some special connections with foreign institutions and gone through a lot of trouble, he would never have been able to get one.

What he was really reluctant to part with was not the value of more than 10 million, but this hard-earned burning insect.

Even if its qualification is only dark green, it is based on the scarcity of burning insects.

Those famous Fire-type or Bug-type top trainers in the Pokémon world would probably be tempted to get it when they see it.

Fenghuo originally offered the burning worm as a prize for the competition in order to create an attractive gimmick and draw more attention to his breeding house.

In order to ensure that everything went smoothly, he specially arranged three "stooges", thinking that the championship would definitely fall into the hands of his own people.

Now someone told him that the plan had gone terribly wrong and the Burning Bugs might not be saved. How could he accept this?

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists unconsciously, and felt unwilling.

Fenghuo's mind was working rapidly, like a trapped beast, eagerly looking for a solution.

Suddenly, he pulled the referee over, his movements were a bit rough, and with an unquestionable eagerness on his face, he asked:

"Do you know the information about that boy? Tell me now!"

The referee was startled by his sudden action, his body trembling slightly, and he quickly replied:

"Boss, I know a little bit. He registered when I signed up. His name is Wenqi, he's 19 years old, and he's from a second- or third-tier small city in the southwest. I guess he's here for fun."

"I see, so you're from a remote area." Feng Huo's eyes rolled around, a hint of disdain appeared on his face, and he snorted softly.

"He probably doesn't have any background, so he won't be able to make any waves. You should remove some key contents from his answer and make him come in last place. You must not let him win the championship."

The referee looked troubled and worried, and said cautiously:

"Boss, isn't this a bad idea?

If he makes a scene and exposes the inside story of the competition in public, our breeding house’s reputation will be ruined and we won’t be able to do business anymore.”

Feng Huo waved his hand nonchalantly, as if this little thing was not worth mentioning at all, and said with a hint of arrogance in his tone:

"It's okay, find some powerful people to scare him and make him behave himself.

Tell him to give him an Excellence Award, and let him go on stage with the other three people to receive the award, and give him a 30% discount coupon, plus a bonus of 500,000 yuan.

Such generous conditions, but still can't shut him up? I don't think he would dare to do anything reckless. "

"Okay, boss."

The referee sighed helplessly, and after receiving the order, he hurried to make arrangements. However, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, as he always felt that this matter would not be resolved so easily.

Wen Qi was standing in the corner of the stadium, thinking about countermeasures, when suddenly, several tall men quickly surrounded him.

The leader was a burly man with a hideous scar on his face that was particularly conspicuous. He crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes full of ferocity, and stared at Wen Qi viciously.

The other few people spread out in a fan shape, blocking Wen Qi in the middle, leaving him nowhere to escape.

"Are you Wenqi?"

The sturdy man opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse, like the friction of sandpaper.

Wen Qi's heart tightened. He had expected the other party to take action, but after seeing this scene with his own eyes, he was still a little wary.

However, he quickly calmed down, looked at the other person calmly, and said nothing.

"Listen, kid,"

The sturdy man took a step forward, almost touching Wen Qi's face, and said with a heavy breath,

"When the results come out, you'll be fourth. Don't do anything weird. Just behave yourself. Do you understand?"

Wen Qi felt a surge of anger in his heart. He suppressed his emotions and sneered:

"What if I don't agree?"

"Don't agree?"

A tall and thin man behind the strong man screamed, shaking the iron rod in his hand and threateningly said,

"Then don't blame us for being rude! You're from a remote little city, and you want to make trouble here?"

Wen Qi took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. He looked at the group of people in front of him and said disdainfully:

"You think you can threaten me like this?"

"Hmph, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit!"

The strong man suddenly raised his voice, and the veins on his neck bulged.

"I'll give you an Excellence Award, a 500,000 yuan bonus, and a 30% discount coupon. This treatment is good enough. Don't be ungrateful!"

Wen Qi sneered inwardly. He quietly pointed the small camera hidden in the space at everyone and said:

"Okay, I get it. I'll cooperate." "That's right!"

The sturdy man showed a smug smile on his face and patted Wen Qi on the shoulder. The action seemed intimate, but in fact it was threatening.

"Go up on stage to receive the award later. Be good and don't talk too much, or you'll be in trouble."

Wen Qi nodded on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking:

"Just wait and see. I will get my revenge sooner or later."

He suppressed his anger, pretended to be scared, and said:

"I understand. I won't say anything nonsense."

When they saw Wen Qi "surrender", they smiled at each other and left contentedly.

Looking at their backs, Wen Qi's eyes flashed with determination.

He already had a new plan in mind.

He knew that the outcome of the next game had been manipulated, but he would never give up. He wanted to expose this shady dealings to the world and make the other party pay the price.