? "Don't be satisfied, one vote!"

"Don't be satisfied, one vote!"

With Ji Quanying's singing, Xiao Wang drew on the blackboard one by one, until the fourth regular character, and Luo Fengcheng won the first satisfactory ticket.

Luo Fengcheng was so moved that he almost cried! It seems that he has not worked in the police station for more than ten years, and the people still remember him. The people's eyes are so bright. Even when facing Bao Feiyang's tyranny, there are still cadres who are not afraid of power and bravely vote for themselves.

But at this moment, Ji Quanying said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm wrong. When I saw that the column below was not filled in the unsatisfactory, I subconsciously thought that this was a satisfactory ticket. But after a closer look, there was no tick in the column of satisfaction. This should be an invalid ticket, and it was handled as abstention."

Speaking of this, Ji Quanying turned his head and asked Bao Feiyang, who was monitoring the ticket, and said, "Director Bao, do you think so?"

"Well, that's right, there is no check mark in the box of satisfaction, and no column of dissatisfaction is filled in. It should be abstention ticket." Bao Feiyang nodded and said.

"Political Commissar Luo, what do you think?" Ji Quanying handed the form to Luo Fengcheng again.

Luo Fengcheng was a political worker and liked to read some famous books, especially recite some famous quotes in the classics. In this way, when talking to his subordinates, he could quote these famous quotes casually, which not only showed his own level, but also helped to understand the ideological work of his subordinates. A sentence he liked to quote was a sentence from Kale Dehusaini in "The Kite Chaser", that is, "If you get it and then lose it, it is always more hurtful than if you never get it." But until today, Luo Fengcheng truly realized what this sentence means.

If Ji Quanying said that this ticket was dissatisfied at the beginning, it wouldn't matter if he was dissatisfied. Anyway, he was already so dark, so he didn't care how bad it was. But Ji Quanying clearly said that this was a satisfactory ticket, which moved him and was excited. After being paralyzed, Ji Quanying said that he had read it wrong, and it was an abstention. This blow was much more painful than saying that it was a dissatisfied ticket at the beginning!

"What should I see?" Luo Fengcheng finally couldn't help but feel angry and burst out, "You can't be more serious when you sing votes? You can sing such an obvious vote wrongly. I don't know how the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department selects the people!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, Political Commissar Luo, it's my fault. I will definitely watch it carefully and then sing the tickets carefully. I will definitely not sing any of them." Ji Quanying looked at Luo Fengcheng's angry look, but was not angry at all. Instead, he apologized to Luo Fengcheng in a serious manner and said seriously: "Otherwise, if our work inspection team will conduct a democratic assessment next time, I guess I will not get a satisfactory ticket!"

"You..." Luo Fengcheng's face turned into a pig's liver, and he pointed at Ji Quanying with his finger, but he couldn't get angry.

"Cough cough!" Mei Banshan coughed twice on the stage and said to Ji Quanying: "Comrade Quanying, continue to sing votes, be more serious later! Don't be careless!"

"yes!"

Then Ji Quanying picked up the democratic evaluation and assessment form and continued to continue.

"Don't be satisfied, one vote!"

"Don't be satisfied, one vote!"

It was not until the 36th vote that Ji Quanying paused, stared at the votes in his hand and looked carefully for a long time before he slowly shouted: "Satisfied, one vote."

At this time, Luo Fengcheng was already numb, and he could no longer feel any joy in his heart, and no one was surprised by the public. He originally thought that he could get seven or eight votes in any way. Because among the thirty-nine cadres below, his hard-core confidants accounted for twelve. Even if some of these hard-core confidants were changing their responsibilities, there were always some who stood firmly on their side, right? He ran to four or five fence-making confidants, why couldn’t he get seven or eight votes?

But reality shattered his fantasy so coldly, and it seemed so ugly and shocking. Among the thirty-six votes, he only received one satisfactory vote. Even if the remaining three votes were satisfied, he only had four satisfactory votes. Those hard-core confidants who swear to him in the office this morning promised to vote Feiyang that they must vote Feiyang’s unsatisfactory votes not only did not vote Feiyang’s one, but turned the gun and cast all the dissatisfactory votes on him. How could Luo Fengcheng be sad?

What made him even more angry was that if all of them were unsatisfied votes, that would be fine. Even if he settled the accounts in the fall, he could use the power of his old leader Dong Zhonghong to slowly find opportunities to deal with these ungrateful bastards. But at this time, a satisfactory vote appeared. What should I say at that time? Anyway, these assessment tables are unlisted. Will these bastards all compete to express their merits to him and say that this satisfactory vote was voted by them? Who should he settle the accounts with? Do you really want to kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, and slaughter the only meritorious dog that stood up in the storm and bravely supported him?

The next three votes did not have any surprises. The three consecutive votes were not satisfied, which announced Luo Fengcheng's achievements in this democratic evaluation and assessment of party and government cadres. There were 37 votes that were dissatisfied, 1 one vote, and 1 abstention vote.

Ji Quanying took out a form and filled in the invoice results. Then he and Xiao Wang signed the voter and the vote counter respectively, and handed the form to Bao Feiyang and Luo Fengcheng, asking them to sign their names on the vote monitor column.

Luo Fengcheng signed his name in a hunched manner, and then returned to his seat like a walking corpse. His ears buzzed, and he couldn't hear what Mei Banshan was talking about in the next agenda.

After the meeting, Luo Fengchengtui said that he was feeling uncomfortable and did not participate in the friendship work meal held in the canteen of the Municipal Bureau and the Supervision Working Group of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department. He knew that his career in the Municipal Police Department had ended, and what to do next was to rely on the operation of his old leader Dong Zhonghong.

He reached out and grabbed the phone, Luo Fengcheng dialed the number from Dong Zhonghong's office.

"Old leader, I am Fengcheng!" He tried hard to calm his voice and was less distraught. "The results of the democratic evaluation have come out."

"Is it out?" Dong Zhonghong's voice came from the other end of the phone, "How is the result?"

"Thirty-seven unsatisfied votes, one satisfied vote, one abstained vote." Luo Fengcheng reported his democratic assessment results word by word.

"Ah? The unsatisfied ticket is thirty-seven? Haha!" Dong Zhonghong's surprise laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Fengcheng, good, good job! It's really good! It can actually make Bao Feiyang, the little bastard, get thirty-seven unsatisfied tickets. Now I see how he is still staying in the city police station!"

Luo Fengcheng was bitter and awkward. At this time, he realized that the old leader just asked Bao Feiyang's voting results, not his own. He couldn't help but choke up, "Old leader, I'm sorry. I don't have the ability. I just reported to you the results of my democratic evaluation and assessment. As for Bao Feiyang, his satisfactory vote is thirty-nine..."

"How could this happen!" The sound of teacup shattering sounded from the other end of the phone, and then Dong Zhonghong's roar came from the other end of the phone, as if to shatter the receiver in Luo Fengcheng's hand. "Luo Fengcheng, you are such a coward! You boasted to me this morning that Bao Feiyang won the tickets, but in the end, Bao Feiyang won the tickets 100%, and your own votes were only a pitiful 2.0%. Where have you been in the police station for more than ten years?"

Speaking of this, Dong Zhonghong's voice suddenly paused again, and it took a few seconds to ring again, "No, Fengcheng. Didn't it mean that this democratic evaluation and assessment of party and government cadres is only aimed at Bao Feiyang? Why did you get the assessment together?"
Chapter completed!