Jinhu City, City Hall, Ruyi Lake Project Bidding Conference Room.
Although there were not many people, the atmosphere seemed extremely solemn.
Because the final selection of Land No. 1, the landmark building that will represent the entire seven southern provinces in the future, is about to begin.
Team leader Yan Bin and his colleagues from the working group sat down at the selection table early.
Various audio-visual equipment and a podium are also ready.
Outside the city government compound, reporters from all walks of life have gathered. They all want to report the final results as soon as possible and interview the winner.
Seeing two luxurious motorcades slowly approaching, they all rushed forward.
"Mr. Yang, I heard that you hired the famous designer Mr. Anthony. Can you tell us about your design concept?"
"Do you have the confidence to win this project?"
"Mr. Ma, can you tell me how you feel?"
"What the Ma family is good at is freight transportation. Why do they want to enter the real estate industry this time?"
There was a flurry of shooting with long guns and short cannons.
However, neither motorcade stopped, and no one was interviewed. They drove into the city government compound, and the reporters were stopped outside.
Ma Zhuoqun, accompanied by Ma Zhuohou and Ma Jinyu, got out of the car.
Originally, Ma Zhuoqun didn't have much hope for this project. He just wanted to take this opportunity to give his eldest son a beating.
Unexpectedly, Ma Jinyu reached the finals unexpectedly.
This attracted Ma Zhuoqun's attention. He knew the importance of winning this land to the Ma family. Therefore, he appointed Ma Zhuohou as the vice president and mobilized the whole family's strength to support Ma Jinyu.
Next to Ma Jinyu was a young man with long hair. He was Xiao Feng, a well-known young designer from the Dragon Kingdom.
This time Ma Jinyu spent a lot of money to invite him, and he lived up to expectations. Even Ma Zhuoqun was very satisfied with the design drawings.
In a car on the opposite side, the bodyguard opened the door respectfully, and Yang Kun and Anthony appeared in front of everyone.
"Uncle, I didn't expect you to come in person."
"It seems that I am determined to win this project this time." Yang Kun smiled at Ma Zhuoqun. His expression seemed quite friendly.
Ma Zhuoqun was a little embarrassed. He felt that this project should have belonged to the Yang family. By doing this now, he was competing for benefits from the Yang family.
"Yang Kun, didn't your father come?"
"I want to explain this matter to him face to face."
"Isn't he angry with me?" Ma Zhuoqun said with a slightly guilty smile.
Yang Kun said hurriedly: "Uncle, what are you talking about!"
"We are a family, and no matter who owns this project, it will be the same."
"My nephew wants to be here to wish my uncle a great victory."
Ma Zhuoqun smiled and said: "Yang Kun, if you think like this, my uncle will feel relieved."
"Don't worry, no matter who ends up with it, my uncle owes you a favor. You can go home later and take some from whoever you like."
Yang Kun smiled and said: "That nephew is not polite."
"I've been fascinated by the picture of eight horses in your study for a long time."
That picture of eight horses was Ma Zhuoqun's favorite thing. However, for the sake of the project and not to have any grudges with the Yang family, he thought about it and accepted it.
"good!"
"I'll ask someone to send it to you later."
"Yang Kun, it's getting late, let's go in quickly."
Anthony suddenly sneered, looked at Xiao Feng and said, "Are you the Ma family's designer?"
"Do you think your design can compete with mine?"
"Master Ma, if you don't want to humiliate yourself, I think you should quit as soon as possible."
"No one can compare to the works I design."
Ma Zhuoqun's face darkened and he sneered: "Mr. Anthony, I admit that you are an internationally renowned designer."