0025##Chapter 25

##Apart from Janice and Emma, many others had also come for the bidding this time.

Representatives from the nationwide well-known super large manufacturing companies, as well as local, lesser-known small factories were also present.

In fact, the Hill family was considered a secondary family only in Shaol. Now, the three districts had merged into a Southland district. The Hill family's rank had fallen even more. Basically, they were ranked at the bottom of the secondary level.

The attendees for the bidding this time round included prestigious great families from Southland City.

The Hill family did not have the upper hand.

However, everyone could perceive that the reconstruction project after the demolition would certainly be a lucrative sinecure. This was because in addition to the original Shaol, certain parts from the two districts, Oceania Hail and Desert Cele along the river as a result of the merging, would also be part of the construction plan.

Therefore, this was a huge project encompassing three old districts.

The moment one had his hand on it, he could provide for his family for about ten years.

It was also because of this that Richard Hill, the head of the family, had personally come to the site to participate in the bidding proposal.

He initially planned to seek help from Donald. However, Donald had nothing to do with the Urban Construction Bureau and hardly communicated with them. So, Donald politely excused himself.

It would be entirely up to Richard if he could win the bidding.

The crowd sat down in batches.

Richard kept drawing in deep breaths. Harvard said confidently, "Grandpa, you don't have to be that nervous. We've spent a lot to hire a domestic first-class design team to create a proposal for this bidding. No matter how it is, we would still be the best. Others are certainly not as good as ours. We would definitely be winning this time!

"Moreover, the Hill family is a veteran with more than a decade of experience in the construction field. Are there other families who have such advantages as we do?"

Richard shook his head, and said, "Harvard, you're overconfident in this matter. You should know that the Hill family is considered secondary level only in the construction field, not to mention we have nothing to do with the Urban Construction Bureau. We don't even have one contact from them. Therefore, it's truly difficult to get our hands on this tender."

"Grandpa, you don't have to laud the spirit of others and belittle that of our own. Just watch my performance later."

Soon, the organizer of the bidding took the stage.

Cillian Wall, the deputy director of the Urban Construction Bureau cleared his throat, held up his gold-rimmed glasses, and smiled as he spoke, "Greetings, ladies and gentleman. A very good evening to everyone. It's a pleasure to gather together with all of you…"

After he finished delivering the irrelevant lines, here came the main point.

"I believe all of you are looking forward to this bidding program. So, I would get right to the point and tell you all.

"Later, I would be in the office on the left-hand side. Any of you who are interested in participating in the bidding will enter one by one, and tell me your proposals in detail. I would make the wisest choice according to your proposals.

"So, I'll wait for the good news in the office. All of you have to work hard to give me your most satisfactory performance!"

After Cillian finished speaking, he strode toward the office.

Everyone geared themselves up. Each of them double-checked their proposals until they felt there were no further problems. Only then did they walk toward the office.

The first person entered and came out within a minute. He shook his head and looked disappointed.

The second person entered, followed by the third, and so on and so forth.

More than ten people entered consecutively. Yet, all of them came out within a minute and looked dejected.

Emma grew increasingly fearful when she saw this.

"Janice, I think we better go home. The bidding this time around is very strict. Moreover, we don't even have a proposal. If we enter, how are we going to present by then?"

Janice said calmly, "Trust in yourself. You would certainly win the tender with your own ability."

Emma was puzzled, and asked, "Why are you so confident with me? I don't even have it myself."

Janice remained silent. She just looked at the small office quietly, as if everything was under her control.