The next morning.
Dawn had barely broken, and birds chirped on the branches.
Dong Xuebin woke before six. After washing up, he stretched his legs and arms in the hotel room, doing warm-up exercises before the match to get his body moving. Dong Xuebin placed great importance on Park Yong-hee's nearly hundred-million investment project—no, perhaps it was something he absolutely had to win. Whether it was for Investment Promotion or to disgust Dafeng County, he had to win this contest.
A One Hundred Million Project! How many years had it been since Yantai County had attracted such a major investment?
If it were an ordinary sports center, it certainly would not cost that much. No matter what, a county town could not compare to a city, and land acquisition alone would be far cheaper.
It was easy to imagine that a sports complex built with tens of millions, nearly a hundred million, would likely include bowling alleys, golf facilities, and more besides a Swimming Pool. It would become a large-scale sports center. What an enormous political achievement that would be! How much tax revenue would it generate for Yantai County every year?
The more Dong Xuebin thought about it, the more energized he became. He warmed up enthusiastically, getting every muscle primed to its best condition.
Not long afterward, once he felt ready, Dong Xuebin called Park Yong-hee's room.
A vigorous voice answered from the other end.
"Teacher Park, it's me." With the project wager in place, Dong Xuebin's attitude toward Park Yong-hee had taken a complete turn. He smiled amiably. "How are your preparations? When do we begin?"
"If you're ready too, we can start now."
"Fine. Where's the match?"
"I've already arranged it. At a Taekwondo Hall."
Dafeng County, North District.
The Camry stopped outside a martial arts