Chapter 038 Reinforcements for Qin Ruolin

"That's Lin Feng, are you blind or what!"

"Don't disgrace North City—let Lin Feng in, now!"

"We may be North City fans, but what you're doing is just shameless!"

"The player is already at the stadium entrance and you won't let him in? If this is how we win the championship, we don't want it!"

"That's right, let him in! Let Lin Feng in!"

"Even if we lose, we don't want to win like this!"

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The security guards' shameless behavior had even angered the North City fans.

On the sidelines, Qin Ruolin was shaking with rage; she had never seen anything like this before. How could anyone be so brazen?

Suddenly, Qin Ruolin remembered she still had her ticket. If they wouldn't recognize the man, surely they'd recognize the ticket they sold. She took out her ticket and handed it to Wang Dalin, furious.

"You may not recognize Lin Feng, but as a fan, he should be able to enter with a ticket!"

"This ticket is fake!" Wang Dalin grabbed it, didn't even glance at it, tore it up, and tossed it into the air with a flourish.

"You—!"

Qin Ruolin was so angry she could barely speak. Her temper was never great, but now she was truly livid. She pointed at Wang Dalin's nose, sneering coldly, "Fine, very fine! I hope you can act just like this in a little while!"

With that, Qin Ruolin took out her phone and dialed a number.

The phone rang for a long time before someone picked up amid a noisy background.

"Old man, come to the stadium entrance immediately... Yes, now, right away! And bring the owner of the North City club if you can..."

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VIP Box, North City Stadium.

Qin Weiguo hung up his daughter's call and immediately stood up. He turned to the man beside him. "I'm stepping out for a bit."

"Director Qin, where are you going? The match is about to end," said a middle-aged man seated two seats away, his face full of flattery. This was Yan Song, owner of North City High-Tech Club.

"It's a private matter. By the way, Yan, come with me." Qin Weiguo beckoned him over.

"Director Qin, I'll come with you, too. I'll go..."

With the chief leaving, the others couldn't remain seated. They all agreed, and in moments, the VIP box was empty. A group of sports bureau leaders and the heads of both North City and Jiangning clubs followed Qin Weiguo out toward the stadium entrance.

By then, the conflict between Lin Feng and Wang Dalin had escalated.

Infuriated, Lin Feng shoved past Wang Dalin and tried to force his way into the stadium, but several security guards behind managed to restrain him together.

"Trying to force your way in? Let me tell you, before the match ends, not even a fly is getting through these doors!" Wang Dalin sneered at Lin Feng, "You want in? Wait till the match ends and join North City's victory celebration, ha ha..."

"Shameless! North City doesn't want a championship like this!"

"Let Lin Feng in!"

"That's right, let Lin Feng play!"

"Idiots! You're making North City lose face!"

The crowd of fans shouted angrily.

"I don't care whose orders you're following. Let me in now, or the consequences will be more than you, as a security guard, can handle," Lin Feng shouted, furious. Right now, he wished he could kidnap a kung fu superstar and beat these bastards senseless.

But what little reason he had made him give up that thought. If he hit someone, he'd never get to play...

"If you want to play, wait seven more minutes," Wang Dalin sneered. "Even if the emperor showed up, he wouldn't be able to get through these doors!"

"Who is so audacious?"

As Wang Dalin finished speaking, a deep male voice sounded behind him.

"What, now there's someone else meddling?" Wang Dalin turned around, ready to curse, but when he saw the group approaching, he was stunned. Having long been responsible for security at the North City stadium, he was familiar with all the leaders from the Basketball Administration Center.

Among the crowd were Director Zhu Deli, Deputy Director Xu Changming, Deputy Director Chang Xiao, Head of Public Relations Zhou Ling, Referees Committee Chief Wang Haibo...

More than half of the Basketball Administration Center's key leaders were here. What shocked Wang Dalin even more was that they all stood to the side, while at the very center walked an elderly man with graying hair.

He didn't recognize this elder, but the way everyone positioned themselves made it clear that his status was above all the others.

With so many leaders arriving at once, even Wang Dalin, no matter how foolish, knew things had gotten out of hand. His arrogance evaporated instantly.

"Wang Dalin, what the hell are you doing!" Yan Song, owner of the North City club, understood the situation as soon as he saw the scene at the entrance. Rather than wait for Qin Weiguo to call him out, he decided it was better to step forward himself. He hurried over, pointed at Wang Dalin, and cursed him furiously.

"Mr. Yan, this man claimed he was Lin Feng and tried to enter the stadium. We stopped him, but he tried to force his way in," Wang Dalin said, pointing at Lin Feng, who was being held by several guards.

"Are you blind? That is Lin Feng!" Yan Song slapped Wang Dalin across the face.

Yan Song actually knew a bit about the attempt to block Lin Feng from playing, but he never imagined his subordinates would use such idiotic tactics.

"He really is Lin Feng!" Wang Dalin clutched his face, finally realizing, and shouted at his guards, "Quick, let him go!"

"I'm sorry, Brother Lin Feng, I failed to recognize you. My mistake, I apologize." Wang Dalin turned to Lin Feng, grinning in apology, putting on a convincing act as if he truly hadn't recognized him before.

Lin Feng snorted coldly, ignoring Wang Dalin entirely. Instead, he addressed Yan Song, "Mr. Yan, your club's methods are extraordinary. You really stopped at nothing to keep me off the court. After so many years playing, I never realized being a professional athlete could be life-threatening. If I hadn't been lucky, I might have been crippled by a hit-and-run!"

At Lin Feng's words, the sports bureau and Basketball Administration Center leaders all frowned. Clearly, Lin Feng's ordeal was more than just being barred from entering the stadium.

"Lin Feng, explain yourself. What exactly happened?" Qin Weiguo asked in a deep voice.

"Director Qin, I'm sure this is just a misunderstanding," Yan Song quickly interjected, smiling at Lin Feng. "Brother Lin Feng, I understand your eagerness to play, but you can't just say things like that! I admit our security made a huge mistake, but accusations of endangering lives shouldn't be made lightly."

"You know perfectly well whether what I say is true," Lin Feng replied coldly. "I only want to ask Mr. Yan one thing—can I now enter and play?"

"Yes, of course you can," Yan Song nodded quickly.

"Director Qin, ladies and gentlemen, I'll go play now. After the game, I'll give you a full account of what happened," Lin Feng said, greeting Qin Weiguo and the others, then ran straight toward the stadium entrance.

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