Chapter 306 Sebastian Freeman
On this day, Donald became the center of the world’s attention.
At three o’clock in the afternoon, Kingsley held a press conference to officially launch the Lord Campbell Avenue construction project in two days. Donald would select the contractor on his own.
Hundreds of companies arrived at the Supreme Nona Hotel at nine o’clock the next morning to begin the bidding process.
Kingsley sat at the table during the press conference, and a door behind him was securely shut. Everyone’s attention was drawn to the door because inside sat the well-known Donald!
More companies attended today’s bidding conference than at the previous land reclamation project because everyone understood what it meant once they took on the task of constructing Lord Campbell Avenue.
They hoped to seize the opportunity before anyone else.
Hence, the bigshots who arrived that day were prepared, even if they had to suffer losses.
Tyrone was seated at a table in the hall, with Gideon, Winston, Derrick, and others surrounding him. These people were all riding on Tyrone’s coattails, hoping to return to their family and hang the Campbell clan’s sign.
“At all costs, Gideon. Understand?” Tyrone stated flatly.
Gideon was a little excited. “I’ll give it my all!”
Tyrone responded, “It is not a matter of giving your all. It is required. If you successfully take over the Lord Campbell Avenue project, I will immediately incorporate you into the Campbell clan’s main branch. From then on, you can put on the Campbell clan emblem!”
Gideon was trembling with delight. “Yes, Mr. Tyrone!”
Then, he turned his head and said to Michael and the others, “Enter Lord Campbell’s office with me later.”
Sylvia, on the other hand, crossed her fingers and pondered for a while before finally speaking. “We proceed in two stages. Nigel and Jonathan will be the first to go in and submit the bid on behalf of the Wilson family of Tayhaven. Jennifer then enters in the name of the Wilson family of Pollerton.”
Before Jennifer could respond, Kevin uttered, “You are being unfair. Jennifer should go in first.”
However, Sylvia only gave him a fleeting glance and said nothing.
Jennifer shot Kevin a look and said, “Okay.”
Aside from Tyrone, there was another person who drew the crowd’s attention.
That person appeared to be arrogant and domineering.
If Tyrone’s personality was reserved, then he exuded a sharp aura.
Sebastian Freeman, who led the Freedman clan’s mausoleum, was also one of the clan’s princes. His status wasn’t inferior to Tyrone’s.
However, he was different from Tyrone, who had congenital heart disease and would die in two or three years unless a suitable donor could be found. Still, Sebastian was very likely to be the next leader of Freedman Group.
“Timothy, come in with me later,” he said.
“What if we don’t get the project?” Timothy inquired, concerned.
Sebastian sneered, “Does he have the guts to do that? How dare a foreign conglomerate not respect the Freedman clan? Don’t blame me for being ruthless then!”
The technology obtained in the S9-Grade laboratory was the catalyst for the rise of the Freedman clan. It was the superconductor chip, which was widely used and had pushed them to their limit over time.
Their main line of business was electronic goods. However, they had encountered some difficulties in recent years and would need to be reformed in the near future.
They would be suppressed once the super energy battery developed by controlled fusion technology was released into the market.
“We can take money to build Lord Campbell Avenue, and we don’t even need Lord Campbell’s money. However, once that thing is released into the market, only our family can be the distributor!” Sebastian explained.
He was only thirty at the time. He was dressed in a long trench coat and sunglasses, and he exuded confidence with his smirk.
Time passed by slowly. At nine o’clock in the morning, Kingsley looked up at the clock and said slowly, “Okay, time is up. Let us now submit the bidding documents. Who will be the first?”
