One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

Marcos, who was used to the scene, was even more stunned, and couldn't help showing a suspicious expression, "That's it?"

"Yes, that's it." Mu Shaoling affirmed.

"I don't need to give you the winning bid?" Marcos still finds it incredible that he doesn't care about the final bidding result, but other people's bids?

"No, I'm very confident in my company's bid." Mu Shaoling swore.

Marcos was even more puzzled. Since he was confident, why did he have to disclose the bids of all bidders?

"Since you are so confident and want to open the bidding document, are you worried that the result of this bidding is not fair enough? Then you can rest assured that I will personally monitor this bidding, and it is based on the bidding proposals of each company. , and the strength of each company will be compared to determine the final result.”

"You are famous for being fair and impartial in the industry. To be honest, I want to ask you to do this, not because you are worried that the result will not be fair, but because of some private matters of your own." Mu Shaoling said cryptically.

"Private matters?" Marcos was even more surprised that such a good exchange of opportunities, he was actually doing it for personal matters.

Mu Shaoling, it's really interesting.

He didn't think for a long time before agreeing, "No problem, I will arrange this matter."

"Happy cooperation." Mu Shaoling knew that he would agree, after all, it was not a loss to him if he made it public.

"Happy cooperation." Marcos put away the documents, glanced at the time, and reminded him: "Mr. Mu, the meeting is about to start. I want to avoid unnecessary discussions and troubles. You go to the meeting room first."

"Okay." Mu Shaoling manipulated the wheelchair and left Marcos' office.

Nianmu and Dong Zijun were still waiting at the door of the elevator, seeing Mu Shaoling approaching, Dong Zijun hurriedly came behind him, pushing the wheelchair.

"Boss, is the matter settled?" Dong Zijun asked.

"It's been negotiated, go downstairs and go to the meeting room." Mu Shaoling glanced at Nian Mu and didn't say much.

Listening to his tone of voice, Nianmu couldn't hear any anger or anger, it was very flat, and she didn't know what he talked about with Marcos and how it went.

The three of them came to the 23rd floor and walked into the meeting room. Bidding competitors from all over the world were almost here.

Dong Zijun pushed Mu Shaoling to find the position of T Group, and then moved the chair to the side. Mu Shaoling was connected to the wheelchair and sat in the position belonging to T Group.

The location is relatively forward.

Mu Shaoling took a look around. This position is ranked according to the strength of the bidding companies.

Nianmu and Dong Zijun sat in the assistant's seats respectively, turned on the computer and related equipment, and got ready.

Every company is the same, if their own company wins the contract, they will use equipment to record this glorious moment.

Song Beiye, who was sitting at the back, was very upset when he saw Mu Shaoling walk in and sat in the front seat.

It's just a T group, why is he sitting in such a front seat, looking at the companies sitting in the front, which one is not a multinational group, just T group, can he sit up?

Song Beiye sat casually, ignoring the people in the company next to him who wanted to strike up a conversation.

Looking at Mu Shaoling's back, he was unhappy, jealous, and puzzled, obviously Mu Shaoling went upstairs earlier than him, so why did he arrive only now.

Where did he go just now?

Thinking of his swearing, Song Beiye was startled. Could it be that he has something to do with Man Le?

If it is really related, I am on the same bid as Mu Shaoling. Although he submitted it earlier, it is not impossible for the other party to reverse the time...

Song Beiye clenched his fists tightly.

Assistant Yang sat beside him, not daring to take a breath.

Song Beiye's current body language is telling himself that he is very angry now, it is better not to speak.

Five minutes later, Marcos walked in with his assistant. After the assistant gave a simple speech, he said: "For this bidding, Manle will mainly base on the content of the bidding documents of the bidding companies, supplemented by the strength of each company. Adhering to the principle of fairness and justice, to choose the most suitable partner."

Everyone in the audience did not speak. They are all companies with certain strength. These bidding matters have been experienced many times.

Even so, nervous expressions inevitably appeared on their faces when the results were ready to be announced.

After all, this is a big project.

Nianmu adjusted the equipment, noticed everyone's expressions, and then quietly glanced at Mu Shaoling.

His expression was calmer than everyone else's, as if the result of this bidding had nothing to do with him.

Nianmu feels that this is not an expression of winning, but pure indifference.

Marcos looked at the crowd, then deliberately glanced at Mu Shaoling, and said, "Therefore, before announcing the results, I decided to show everyone the bidding documents of the participating companies to show fairness."

After finishing speaking, everyone looked at each other. What is the process?

Man Le has never greeted them before...

Before everyone could ask questions, bids were already displayed on the projection screen.

Because Marcos had greeted the assistant, the assistant calmly showed the bidding prices and design drawings of each company.

Nian Mu couldn't calm down for a moment. Are they really going to announce the bidding documents of each company?

She didn't know how Abep used the tender document. It might be to tell other companies the important content, or it might be sold directly. Then the company that got the tender document might directly modify the company information and then adopt it. Or refer to and then revise your own tender.

If it is the former, when everyone sees two similar bids, everything is over.

Mu Shaoling would definitely suspect her, and might even find out that she stole the bid.

Nianmu twitched his fingers uneasily, lowered his head, and because he was worried that this situation would happen, he raised his head to look at the projection screen from time to time.

When T Group's bid was displayed, Song Beiye's face turned pale.

He only glanced at the design drawing, and he found that this design drawing was different from the design drawing of the bidding document that Abeipu sold to him.

He resisted the urge to stand up and rush up to take a closer look, and continued to look at the tender of T Group. After just a few pages, he knew that this tender was completely different from the one he got.

The one he got had already done well, but the current one was, undeniably, even better.

He was offered a bid by Abep, and that bid was not from T Group at all!

Assistant Yang also noticed that T Group's bid was different from the one they revised, and so many years of work experience told him that the current one, the one they submitted, was not at all comparable.