The woman on the stage glanced at the judges around her and made an inviting gesture toward Song Nanqiao.
"Ms. Song, I wonder if you could introduce the central idea of ​​your case? Because our jury is still very interested in your case."
Wan Huixing's eyes narrowed slightly in the audience, and after taking a look at the other person's expression, she smiled knowingly.
"You seem to have underestimated this woman. She is not as simple as you think. She still needs you to make it so obvious. Look, there are people in her."
She pointed at Song Nanqiao over there, leaned over to Tang Jingze's ear, lowered her head and spoke softly.
The man said nothing and just watched quietly.
Dawei took a deep breath.
"certainly."
Song Nanqiao stood up, and when his eyes fell into his eyes, he felt so beautiful.
She walked onto the stage with her unique charm and curved her path just right.
"This land on the Bund used to be an industry of the Song Group. Because the industrial chain invested tens of billions in real estate, it was sold, so there should be no one who knows the land on the Bund better than me. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides.
One side is close to water, and the most important thing is that there is a canal in the middle. Building a commercial hub is the best choice. Regarding the shift of commercial focus, I have the following plans..."
She directly analyzed the pros and cons on the stage, and her demeanor showed a confident calmness.
"Generally speaking, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and it can even promote the further development of Bencheng City. We have also built a wealthy area next to a small river, solving the original problem of decentralization in wealthy areas..."
After Song Nanqiao finished his introduction, thunderous applause erupted from the audience before he even left the stage.
Everything, even the smile will shine when you have absolute strength.
She stood there and accepted their praise.
"As expected, she is Song Nanqiao, a tyrant in the design world back then! Now the design drawing comes to life from her mouth."
Many people below were whispering, their eyes flickering between her and Tang Jingze, all wondering who could be better.
When Song Nanqiao came down, he glanced at Tang Jingze.
There was a smile on his lips, and the joy in his eyes could almost overflow.
She turned her face away and chose to ignore it.
"Mr. Tang, I don't know what the central idea of ​​your designer is. Can you give us..."
The bespectacled man at the judges' table asked in a standardized tone.
But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tang Jingze, "We, the Tang Group, will voluntarily withdraw from this bidding."
"Why?" Before anyone on the stage or off stage could raise any questions, Wan Hui stood up suddenly. She looked at Tang Jingze in disbelief, her face getting increasingly ugly.
"No reason, just because your design is indeed not as detailed and thoughtful as hers."
Tang Jingze didn't even raise his head and led him by in an understatement.
"I..." Wan Hui was unwilling to give in. Just as she was about to speak, her sleeve was pulled by Dawei beside her.
"Listen to Mr. Tang's wishes."
Wan Hui couldn't get rid of her anger and glared at Dawei fiercely. She wanted to say something else, but when she met the man's cold eyes, she swallowed the words that reached her throat.
She knew very well what kind of person Tang Jingze was, and she knew exactly what he was.
Even if she caused a scene at the meeting, he is the boss after all. If he says he won't do the case, he won't do it.
"Then..." The people on the stage were suddenly embarrassed.
The remaining three companies are just to collect quotas and accompany me.
Now that Song Nanqiao has finished his speech, only the Tang Group is left.
If he quits voluntarily, who will be the winner? Is there any point in talking about it?
Song Nanqiao crossed the group of people and walked towards Tang Jingze on the opposite side.
She stood in front of him and looked at him with a frown, "Tang Jingze, please listen clearly. When I return to China this time, I am here just for revenge, so I don't need you to let me go. You are just like a child playing house."
, extremely childish.”
Song Nanqiao was cold and her eyes were covered with a layer of frost. Her cold words fell loudly on everyone's ears.
There are probably not many people at home and abroad who dare to talk to Tang Jingze like this.
Dawei's heart trembled.
I originally thought that Madam could suppress the fire of hatred burning in her chest in a short period of time, but this was not the case.
It was obvious that she was here to declare a challenge.
"I'm not giving in, but I feel that you have done a really good job. If we go up, we will be humiliating ourselves. There is no need. There will be more cases in the future, and the two companies have long-term connections. There is no need to compete for the limelight.
If you like it, just do it."
Tang Jingze's thin lips curled up slightly. He stood up and looked directly into her eyes. His eyes were filled with infinite tenderness. "Just tell me what you like. I will definitely give it to you if you want it."
Song Nanqiao stared at the face so close to him. His smile was like a poisoned poppy, and his movements could make people spin in circles.
She sneered coldly, narrowed her eyes, and looked down at the bottom of the pool, "I want your life, do you want me to give it to you?"
The man raised his eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"If you really want it, come and get it."
He grabbed her wrist and put it on his neck, "I was wrong."
There are so many people, all big and famous people, and he just admits his fault.
He almost put all his face and content in the dirt and let Song Nanqiao trample on him.
Wan Huixing's eyes widened and she looked at Tang Jingze in disbelief.
"Crazy, must be crazy."
She put her palms on her forehead and threw all the documents to Dawei, unable to stay any longer.
Dawei also felt a headache.
There are countless reporters outside. If our president does this, it will probably become a mess in a short while.
All reports will be written indiscriminately, and he has a lot of public relations.
Originally, the words and deeds of our president were the subject of reports, but now, in addition to the Bund project being handed over to others, this is also happening.
The two pieces of news can be described as earth-shattering. Is it strange that they are not enthusiastic?
The man closed his eyes and raised his head slightly without making any resistance.
Song Nanqiao raised his eyes and pinched hard with his hand. Can this really end?
She pursed her lips, but her strong hands suddenly relaxed. For a moment, her heart softened inexplicably.
Tang Jingze opened his eyes, "Nan Qiao." His eyes were filled with pity, and his voice became hoarse, "I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"
There were too many words that could not be explained clearly for a while. He could only use this method to make her stand here and listen to him quietly.
Song Nanqiao's eyes were filled with coldness, "Tang Jingze, what you are saying now is of no use. People cannot be resurrected after death. We can only be enemies between you and me!"
Haters!
What a serious word.
He frowned and looked at her, but the unfamiliar sense of alienation in her eyes actually stung his heart.
this marriage.
He was deeply involved, but she was no longer moved.
Tang Jingze was heartbroken, throbbing in pain.
"You know how to hurt me best."
He laughed sadly.
There is too much bitterness in it.
Song Nanqiao turned around and left without any regret.
His fierce temperament made the group of people gathered around him retreat.
She is now covered with thorns all over her body, which look scary and will only hurt her if touched.
Zuo Chengxuan looked at this scene and couldn't describe his mood at this time.
He trotted to catch up.
Chapter completed!