Tang Wenqing, Shang Dongxu, and Edward were pacing back and forth, looking a little anxious.
"Miss Liu, is Master Tang still in retreat?"
Shang Dongxu rubbed his hands and said anxiously: "Can you go in and report something urgent?"
Liu Wan was a little embarrassed: "Master is in seclusion for cultivation. The room is sealed and even I can't reach him. If I force the report, it may ruin Master's important affairs."
Hearing this, Shang Dongxu's face became even more anxious.
He lowered his head to look at the time on his watch, then turned back and asked, "Mr. Tang, how's it going at the bidding conference?"
"The situation is not good."
Tang Wenqing's pretty face was tense and her beautiful eyes were fixed on the tablet in her hand.
The computer screen displays real-time bidding data.
In the past few days, Jinling City has been extremely popular. In addition to being crowded with tourists from home and abroad, major forces are also competing, and several huge companies are bidding to host the concert.
The Xuantian Group has assembled a number of powerful families such as the Dongxu Chamber of Commerce, the Kent family, the Guo family and the Yang family.
But the opponent is also unprecedentedly powerful.
Shanghai's local real estate giants gathered a group of Shanghai's wealthy families to bid.
Local Internet technology giants in Guangdong and Shenzhen have also joined forces to participate.
There are also super chaebols in Kyoto and Hong Kong Island, all of whom are powerful people. In Jinling itself, the Jinling Tang family is also very powerful.
Sudden.
Tang Wenqing trembled all over, and a flash of disbelief flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"What's wrong."
Shang Dongxu had a bad premonition.
Tang Wenqing said dullly: "The number of votes received by the Tang family exceeded us..." Boom! Everyone's hearts felt like muffled thunder.
"Tang family?"
Guo Caishen frowned: "How is this possible?"
Yang Xiong's face also became solemn: "Did you see it wrong?
If we want to go ahead, it is the chaebols from Shanghai and our votes who are close to us..." "That's right, it's the Tang family."
Tang Wenqing turned the screen over.
indeed.
The one who firmly ranks first is the Tang Group of the Tang family! It even took the second place with thousands of votes! And the Xuantian Group ranked third.
"Something is wrong, the number of votes is wrong!"
Tang Wenqing's beautiful eyes sparkled: "Why did it suddenly increase so much? This bidding conference was jointly organized by the Jinling Investment Promotion Department and the three major record giants..." At this time, Edward answered the phone, and his face turned extremely ugly.
"It's the Mitsui Group!"
"The Mitsui family is over, and there are people from Sony Records who are behind it."
Edward cursed angrily: "Japanese like Fa Ke and the Mitsui family are the best at doing these little tricks!"
Mitsui Group! Sony Records! Everyone fell silent. Sony Records, as the referee, intervened personally. How could they still argue?
"The difference in votes is still growing. The Tang family is already 3,000 votes ahead of us."
Tang Wenqing's tone became lonely: "In ten minutes, the bidding will end. Su Yurou's special plane will arrive in China tonight. Three days later, it will be the New Year's Day performance day..." There is no hope.
They have internal referees to help with the mischief, how can they fight?
The scene was a little dull for a while.
Especially Shang Dongxu, Tang Wenqing, Edward and others, their expressions were even lower. They had worked hard for so long, but they were overtaken by the Tang family.
If the Tang family, together with the Mitsui family, successfully holds a concert, the benefits will be terrifying.
The associated effect will be that the Xuantian Group will block the Tang family and become self-defeating.
"One wrong step, one wrong step after another, we have failed Master Tang's expectations..." Tang Wenqing bit her red lips tightly and pinched her finger bones until they turned white, which was enough to show her unwillingness at this time.
It would be fine if the Shanghai, Hai, and Kyoto side came out on top, but the Tang family could get the bidding quota and come back to life. How could she be willing to do so?
"Bang."
The tablet in his hand fell to the ground, and the screen shattered.
Tang Wenqing was a little lost.
Suddenly, a strange female voice came from not far away: "Mr. Tang, what's wrong?"
A young woman in gorgeous clothes trotted over and looked at Tang Wenqing with some worry. Behind her, Xia Dehai, Wei Honglin and others also came one after another.
"Qingya, you're back..." Tang Wenqing forced a smile.
"Well, there's a holiday in Hollywood these days for Christmas, so I'll be back first."
Xia Qingya nodded and said: "It just so happens that there is a grand event in Jinling recently. I will definitely come to see this excitement. I heard from my dad that the concert is also contracted by us, right?"
Xia Qingya's beautiful eyes were filled with joy.
But soon, she realized something was wrong.
Because Tang Wenqing had a wry smile on his face, so did everyone else.
"Everyone, what's going on?"
Xia Dehai and Wei Honglin looked at each other. They had just arrived and they didn't understand why everyone was in such a low mood.
"Mr. Xia, Mr. Wei, our concert bid failed..." Tang Wenqing smiled miserably and recounted what happened just now: "Not only can the concert not be held, the Tang family will also take this opportunity to turn defeat into victory."
"Our efforts during this period have all been in vain."
The expressions of Wei Honglin and Xia Dehai instantly became solemn.
The atmosphere is extremely depressing.
No one spoke.
"Uh..." Suddenly.
Xia Qingya blinked her beautiful eyes and said weakly: "Mr. Tang, is everyone in a low mood just because the bidding failed?"
"Qingya, you don't understand."
Tang Wenqing explained: "We have been preparing for this bidding conference for a long time. The most important thing is that this is a major event assigned by Master Tang."
Xia Dehai also sighed: "Well, for the current plan, we can only wait for Mr. Tang to come out of confinement and then plan carefully..." "Dad!"
"Mr. Tang!"
Xia Qingya's tone was a little strange: "Do you know why Mr. Tang values the concert so much?
I was filming abroad during this period, and I didn’t even come into contact with this matter, so I could guess it.”
"Did Mr. Tang ask you to undertake the concert, especially the safety issues, and asked you to ensure that the concert goes on normally?
Especially to ensure Amelia Su’s safety?”
"..." Tang Wenqing and Xia Dehai were stunned for a moment and nodded one after another.
Xia Qingya continued to ask: "Do you know why this is?"
Xia Dehai replied: "Is it because... there are great business opportunities here?"
Tang Wenqing thought for a while and asked tentatively: "In addition to opportunities, is this also an opportunity to completely cut off the Tang family's foundation?"
"wrong!"
"None of it is right!"
Xia Qingya suddenly laughed, with a hint of joy from the bottom of her heart and a hint of cunning on her face.
"Qingya, stop being so pretentious and tell me..." Xia Dehai glared at his daughter: "Don't you see that everyone is anxious?"
"Then I'm telling you, all of you, please take it easy and don't spread this news."
"Mr. Tang's only request for these things is not a business opportunity, nor is it to suppress the Tang family!"
"Rather, it is very simple and pure, and I want to ensure Su Yurou's safety!"
"To put it bluntly, we are a future couple. Why did Su Yurou choose Jinling as the place for her debut? This decision was beyond everyone's expectations. Why?"
"It's not because Mr. Tang is in Jinling City."
"Don't talk about Tang Mitsui Group and Sony Records. After Su Yurou comes back, she will definitely choose Xuantian Group as the organizer of the concert. This is a definite fact."
Xia Qingya's smile was as bright as a flower: "So, it's pointless for you to worry and get entangled here."
"It's better to think more about how to ensure the safety of Mrs. Tang in the future."