My Supermodel Wife

The organizers of the meeting finally arrived on the scene.

The four real estate representatives sat at a long table side by side.

The man sitting in the middle was about forty years old. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, he looked gentle and polite.

He sat in front of the stage and looked around, then nodded. "Good afternoon, thank you to everyone who has come considering your busy schedule. Thank you for coming to this Q&A meeting before moving on to the bidding."

"For today, I will be in charge of today's event. From one of the consulting offices in Bandung named Zilion, and the real estate party this time entrusted our company to organize all the activities of this event!"

"And to prevent information leakage and the principle of fair competition from this meeting, we will keep the identity and background of the parties confidential during this event. For that, we apologize and ask for everyone's understanding."

These words of the person in charge immediately caused a commotion at the scene.

"What? Why is he playing a secret like that? Are they afraid that we will take personal revenge?"

"If the identity of the other party is not made public, what if this is a scam?"

Some companies were uncomfortable with this arrangement and started to make accusations.

And others began to chirp in no time.

The four people on the stage were still calm, and to deal with this commotion, the man raised his hand and said. "Rest ȧssured, gentlemen. Our Zilion is one of the best consulting companies in the country. If you don't believe us, we can show you the evidence. The two people on my right are staff from the notary's office. They will prove that this bidding will be fair and effective!"

The city's judiciary was invited to come forward, and the company's higher-ups took full responsibility. These two conditions alone were enough to stop the accusations.

And although there were still many critics, they could only listen obediently.

After all, the benefits of this event were not trivial.

...

About an hour and a half later, the question and answer session was over, and all the companies had also received the relevant information.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mellisa and Leonard walked to leave the building.

Back in the car, Leonard rolled down the window and turned to look at Mellisa. "How are you feeling?"

Mellisa put her elbow on the door, thought for a moment, and didn't answer his question "Is the bidding event in Bandung always this tense?"

She rarely attended events like this, so she couldn't help but have doubts in her heart.

Upon hearing this, Leonard pursed the corners of his lips and narrowed his eyes to look out the window. "No! This should be the first time! In a normal bidding, no company would be represented by another company. But this kind of secrecy is definitely the first time! I think everyone has the same opinion."

Mellisa nodded clearly after hearing this. "I also think this is a bit strange. But what that person said leaves me with a few considerations."

"What is it?"

Mellisa looked hesitant, but then finally said, "That man confidently silenced the people when they started to doubt the other party and thought it was a scam. When he calmed us down, I could see that the other party had already understood the rising waves." 

"I think this is also a kind of fraud, but the other party has invited a notary to be a witness. There is no way they can deceive directly. I actually feel that they really value this project very seriously. At least, this approach can prove that the final bidder must be fair and objective."

Melissa smiled naturally and ran into Leonard's eyes. "What do you think?"

Leonard enthusiastically nodded. "You're right!"

Mellisa looked down and stared at the file in her hand. "This document states that the other party only gives us five days to review the plan. Is there enough time?"

"Should be sufficient, as long as the blueprints are made quickly, and interior materials and budgets are prepared properly, there should be no problem."

Mellisa rubbed the documents and nodded subconsciously. "I see..."

He pursed his lips slightly and stepped on the gas pedal. "If you want to participate in financial budgeting work, I can..."

"Don't..." Before Leonard's words fell, Mellisa stopped him. She had only studied finance courses for a few days, she wasn't sure she had the ability to participate in such an important project.

What she saw at today's meeting was enough for her to have new insights!

Leonard did not insist on this.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, they were back at the Adlers' house.

As soon as the front gate of the house opened, Leonard and Mellisa saw Kevin's figure standing in the shade of the trees ahead.

Leonard slowly parked his car nearby and Kevin stepped forward. Through the lowered window, he said to Leonard, "Young master, allow me to convey the message of the great master. You will be in charge throughout the bidding event."

"Really?" Leonard was a little surprised!

Even though he is the oldest young master, he has worked as a policeman in Jakarta for many years. Arresting convicts was not a problem, but he lacked business experience.

Kevin didn't ignore Leonard's surprise. He nodded slightly, and answered straightforwardly. "You will be the one in charge. Mr. Leonhart is going abroad on a business trip and he cannot return until about three days later."

"Therefore, the Master wants you to take full responsibility for this time's bidding. As for the matter of the budget , he said he would try to take his time to participate, so don't worry about it."

Leonard pinched the steering wheel with both hands, his thoughts fluctuating slightly.

After Kevin said this, he turned around and walked towards a Cullinan that was parked on the street outside the gate.

It was as if he had come to spread the word.

Leonard looked in the rearview mirror and could faintly see the back seat of the car, as if the person sitting there was staring at him.

Oh...!

So this is the old man's test again!

In this way, Leonard didn't even have a chance to refuse, and that he was forced to take over the preparation of the offer.

For the next five days, he spent sleepless nights in his father's study, discussing all the details of the bidding with the design and finance teams.

...

Five days later was the deadline.

At ten in the morning, Leonard was sitting in his father's study looking at Leonhart. His tired face was filled with anticipation and a hint of anxiety.

This was the first time he had personally set foot in the family business.

The entire document was created by him and the design team together.

The old man returned yesterday, but he never showed up until today's deadline.

But Leonard knew in his heart that this father had no intention of interfering in the first place and only wanted to check the final result before this result was handed over.

'You sly old fox!'

This was Leonard's deepest feeling about his father!