Kong Fangao knew that Huang Youlong's "speciality" word refers to the toilet on the first floor, but Director Wei didn't go there. It must be because many people used it and it was unclean, so he went to the second floor.

But Kong Fangao clearly remembered that Huang Youlong had always shouted "opposing petty bourgeois sentiment". This time, Director Wei's behavior was exaggerated and could be considered as disgusting workers and peasants. Why don't you see your criticism of Huang? What's the point of praise for?

Somehow, Kong Fangao suddenly developed a vague hostility towards Huang Youlong, just like in spring, two tarts met.

This uninitiated hormone invisibly reduced Kong Fangao's vigilance to the extreme, so that the electric speaker that Wei Meiren was holding in her hand did not arouse his slight alertness.

The venue was restored to peace and all votes were distributed to individuals. Huang Youlong and Kong Fangao, who returned to the rostrum, each briefly and sternly emphasized the necessity of observing discipline and intimidated the consequences of not observing discipline.

As the two of them finished speaking, the venue immediately became quiet. Only the sound of paper turning and the sound of rubbing against the pen tip was heard.

Obviously, the delegates were writing the names of the candidates on the paper.

At this time, there is no difference election at all. There is only one person behind each official position. The representative is who is not satisfied with. At most, he will not be elected. In the end, as long as you get more than half of the votes, you will be considered first.

Just imagine, the organization has been doing the work again and only half of the people have to choose you, and you will pass it. Such an election will naturally become a process without a doubt.

Looking at the crowds of people in the audience, they all lowered their heads to record. Kong Fangao and Huang Youlong looked at each other and finally let go of their hearts.

Just then, a sound came, no, a sound passed through the loudspeaker and filled the entire venue, "Hey, comrades, I am Wei Lan, the head of the Yunjin People's Congress delegation, I have a few words to say!"

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a pretty shadow standing on the colorful TV set in the middle of the corridor on the left side of the second floor.

It turns out that Dejiang People's Auditorium, like most auditoriums in this era, has only two floors, with a dome-shaped shape, and there are only some offices on the second floor for management of auditoriums.

A 21-inch color TV was installed in the corridor on the second floor of the Si Side. It was not for watching TV series and other entertainment, but for watching important news and central meetings.

In order to ensure maximum sight, the TV was specially extended with a steel frame to fix the TV.

At this moment, Wei Lan stood firmly on the TV, holding the green electric speaker in her hand, facing her mouth.

It suddenly became shocking and shocked everyone!

Kong Fangao, who was still struck by lightning, woke up first, shouted at the audience with all his might, "Hurry up, get the person down and take him away!"

Suddenly, the plain clothes below ran towards the second floor like a tide.

Wei Lan did not waste this precious opportunity to speak. As early as the moment Kong Fangao opened his mouth, her clear and bright voice sounded again, "I hope that all representatives will seriously consider Comrade Xue Xiang from Yunjin, who made Cuiping-Jade Girl Scenic Area settle in Dejiang. It has boosted the economy of Dejiang and benefited the people of Dejiang. Who created the King of Shuxiang and made profits. Let the children of Dejiang all be able to afford to go to school. Comrades, think about it with their conscience. If we don't choose such a good official, who else can we choose!"

Wei Lan's words were extremely straightforward and concise, omitting the opening remarks and pointing directly to the core.

Although time was rushed, her voice was clear and she was not rushing, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Even when she finished speaking, the plainclothes policeman who was the fastest had time to rush upstairs.

After saying a word, Wei Lan turned around and retreated back to the corridor. She rushed forward and said, "Don't touch me, I'll go with you!"

The policeman clinked in a low voice, "Secretary Xue is such a good official. Thank him for my child. Go to the left!"

Wei Lan nodded and followed the policeman down the stairs on the left. The plainclothes rushed from behind and rushed toward the stairs on the left.

Wei Lan's sudden movement shocked everyone.

On the rostrum, except for Kong Fan's loud roar, there was no other sound.

I don’t know how long it took, but a commotion suddenly broke out in the venue. Huang Youlong ordered everyone who took the rostrum to take the rostrum and finally ended up holding the situation.

Now that things have come to this point, Kong Fango didn't know that the situation had completely collapsed. He really wanted to interrupt the election.

But he didn't have the courage, because such a change occurred in the venue would be a big mess. If he dared to stop the meeting by taking the big picture of the world.

Without waiting until dark, Kong will be able to go to prison immediately.

It should be noted that this is the People's Congress, the highest authority in the place, and individuals are undoubtedly small in front of it.

Since the meeting cannot be interrupted, the election must be held. What Kong Fangao can do is to persuade him with great sincerity.

Just like that, during the entire election process, Kong Fangao was possessed by the Party Constitution and Party rules, and he talked endlessly about all kinds of major principles.

Even after the vote was filled out and the voting began, the overall situation was decided, and his mouth was still constantly, as if these endless words could change their final destiny.

In fact, he knew that he had no chance of winning after Wei Lan said that.

Sure enough, the final vote result came out.

A total of 532 people attended the People's Congress. In addition to the nine people who were removed from the venue, there were 523 people participating in the vote. Xue Laosan received the vote, which was as high as 512 votes, which was close to full.

Strangely, three of the seven mayors including Kong Fangao who originally ran for the election received less than two-thirds of the votes, and only one of the four people who had exceeded two-thirds of the votes, and only one of them exceeded 80%. The most outrageous thing is that Kong Fangao, the uncompetitive mayor, received less than 70% of the votes. In other words, he just passed the statutory line of two-thirds, but for Kong Fangao, even without the Wei Lan incident, this vote result was destined to be a political Waterloo.

The reason for this is that a considerable number of people only wrote down Xue Xiang's name on the votes.

In this way, there are quite a lot of abstentions calculated in other people's names.

Speaking of which, Xue Laosan thought well, and a spark could start a prairie fire.

This venue was originally full of regrets and sorrow. He, Lao Xue and the other two, had already found the sky, but what they lacked was the one who caused the fire.

He thought it would be Zhou Daoqian who used the method to ignite the fire, but unexpectedly, he accidentally injured Wei Lan.

It was Wei Lan, the woman who felt guilty, used her political life to ignite this fire. The fire burned the sky, and it burned not only Kong Fango's dream, but also Wei Lan's career.
Chapter completed!