Ning Ge guessed right, the scores had indeed been calculated. The emcee said some congratulatory words and then invited the relevant local leaders to speak and announce the competition results.
In the audience seats, over at Joy Soon Loy's side, Wang Bo and his team stood up nervously.
"Oh my god, this is torture, just announce it quickly!" Xiao Zhu was sweating profusely, wishing he could just grab the paper from the emcee and read it himself.
"Exactly, I wasn't even this nervous when my wife was giving birth to my child!" Old Liu rubbed his hands together incessantly.
Finally, after some speeches, the awards were announced.
"Third prize goes to Friendly Food Company!" announced a man in a suit.
Immediately after, the emcee congratulated them and invited Friendly's representatives to the stage to receive their award.
Winning the prize, Wan Fuyu felt pleased yet his expression subtly changed; getting third prize meant Joy Soon Loy might have performed even better.
