Dafa Zhao, carrying the secured deposit he had managed to gather, arrived outside the bidding venue just as the bidding meeting began.
He located the person in charge of the bidding meeting and tried to ask for some leniency, but was met with an uncompromising refusal.
"Mr. Zhao, you might as well head back. To be honest, whether you enter or not, the outcome won't change."
The implication was clear: Dafa Construction had no chance of winning the bid.
"Fine, I understand. Thanks. I'll treat you to a meal when I have time."
"We'll see."
It wasn't until the man had walked far enough away to disappear from sight that Dafa Zhao dropped his polite facade and turned to signal Ren Yan to speak in the car.
"Before you arrived, I asked around, and it seems very likely that Zhongtian will win this bid."
Zhongtian had always been a strong competitor for Dafa, snatching away many clients and projects from him during this period.