A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Chapter 309

Philip looked at Harold in disbelief.

What did he mean? He could recite it backward? It was impossible!

Harold said, "326871299."

The moment the host pressed the three-second watch, Harold's last word was spoken out.

The people, who were discussing with each other, suddenly fell silent. They looked at Harold in amazement.

Five seconds later, they let out thunderous applause.

Philip was so shocked that he stood up.

How ... how could Harold do that?

The host was dumbfounded.

She had not expected Harold to give the right answer.

She announced with a stiff expression, "Harold's answer is completely correct."

A sound of applause erupted once again.

Harold won and could get the audio players.

Philip's face was a bit twisted.

He didn't care about the audio players, but Harold defeated him.

"Wait a minute." He spoke with a gloomy face, "I have objections to the results."

The host turned around and asked, "Philip, what are your objections?"

Philip answered, "He couldn't have recited the ten numbers correctly, but he did. So, I suspect that he knew the correct answer in advance."

"Philip, our competition is absolutely fair and open. We haven't announced the answer in advance."

Philip didn't give up, "Even if you did not announce it to the public, someone can also get the correct answer in advance." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

In short, he believed that Harold would not give the correct answer.

Harold replied expressionlessly, "I have never stolen any answers."

Philip raised his chin arrogantly, "If you didn't, you wouldn't have memorized it so quickly."

"Then how can I prove my innocence?"

"It's easy. I'll give you ten numbers. If you can recite it in three seconds, you win."

Harold replied in a relaxed tone, "Alright."

Philip said a few numbers casually, "9863462732."

The host pressed the timer immediately.

Harold said without hesitation, "237663689."

The organizers were happy to see the competition become popular. They did not blame the host for extending the time but asked the other staff to cooperate.

The staff pulled out the surveillance video immediately and played it on the big screen. Someone verified the number that Philip had said with Harold's answer.

When hearing Harold's answer, Philip's face turned pale instantly.

He thought that the host had colluded with Harold so Harold could answer the question given by the host.

However, Harold had answered the question asked by him correctly.

He had just pieced together several numbers, but Harold had memorized all of them at once. It meant that Harold's former answer was entirely based on Harold's competence. He himself, who was conferred as the top genius of University A, had lost.

The host came on stage with the results.

"Through the verification of the referee and the staff, Harold's answer was completely correct." The host had no choice but to announce, "Next, I announce, Harold won the first place and obtain a set of audio players. Congratulations!"

Hearing that he could take audio players, Harold was so happy.

Then, it was time to receive the award.

...

The competition that Harold attended happened to be organized by a brand under the Munn Group.

Toby was busy in his office. When his work came to an end, he suddenly remembered today's competition.

He asked the assistant standing by, "Frank, how is today's competition going?"

Frank took the documents from Toby and said, "Mr. Toby, I have sent the live broadcast link to you on the computer."

"Alright, I know. Continue your work."

When Frank left, Toby clicked on the video of the competition.

At first glance, he saw so many audiences and smiled.

It had to be said that the activity was quite successful.

In the live broadcast, someone answered all the questions and won the grand prize.

The winner was standing on the stage and waiting for the award. The general manager of the mall presented the award in person.

Then Toby fixed his eyes on the winner.

He had met the winner two days ago outside the seafood restaurant.

It was Quentin...

Toby took out his phone excitedly and dialed the number of the organizer in charge of the activities.

The organizer was busy and did not notice Toby's first call. When Toby made the second call, he finally answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Toby. Do you have any instructions?"

"Did someone take the audio players?"

The organizer suddenly trembled, "Mr. Toby, our questions are tricky enough, but a boy answered correctly, so we have to give him the audio players."

"Where is the boy? Leave him here immediately. I want to meet him."

"OK, I'll go and find him."

Toby hung up the phone and left the office.

Wendy was going to find Toby. When she saw Toby come out, she called out, "Dad, I was just looking for..."

However, Toby directly walked past her with an anxious expression and didn't even look at her.

Wendy looked at Toby's back in surprise.

"Frank, what happened to my dad? Did something wrong happen to our company?"

Frank shook his head.

"No."

Wendy frowned, "Did he pick up any calls or do anything else?"

"Mr. Toby wanted to watch the competition in the mall. I sent him the live broadcast link. He may watch it."

Wendy came into Toby's office. Toby's computer was playing the live broadcast.