"You're saying that's my place? Could you be mistaken? Zhang Jiujiu didn't dare to walk over, but grabbed Xu Zimo and asked.

That's the third position on the left hand in the first row, and the person in this position is at least from the core group, how can it be his own? Don't say you're a newcomer, even if you've been here for ten or eight years, you're not necessarily qualified to sit here, right?

"Hurry up. The conference is about to start, and I don't have time to explain it to you. Here's the arrangement above. Xu Zimo pushed Zhang Jiujiu in that direction, and he walked down the stage, and there was no place for him on the rostrum.

Now the people are almost there. On the rostrum, except for him, all of them were seated, and the first row was almost all bad old men over fifty or sixty years old, and only two or three were thirty or forty years old, and it was estimated that they were all apprentices or nephews of the bigwigs.

Zhang Jiujiu saw that the seat with his name on the left hand side and the right hand side were Vice President Wang Wenhai and his apprentice Mu Lingfeng respectively. Zhang Jiujiu felt that he had been put in this position, which should have been deliberately arranged by the two of them.

But Zhang Jiujiu didn't see Fang Debiao's figure, and he didn't know if his master gave up his position to himself. The position in the first row of the rostrum is very precious, and the fact that a master and apprentice can get three of them is already a manifestation of strength.

What Zhang Jiujiu didn't know was that this position was considered to be Wang Wenhai's second apprentice, and he was not qualified to sit in it. Wang Wenhai forcibly kicked an old guy in his camp away, and then changed this position. The old gentleman who was kicked away was Wang Wenhai's junior brother.

Wang Wenhai has a long-term purpose in doing so. Although the junior brother is his indispensable right-hand man, but the time he has been in power for only three or five years is still three or five years, and the apprentice is different, not only can he inherit his mantle, but also may go further.

Although it is not the best time to talk about Mu Lingfeng to the chairman's throne, he will not give up the position of auxiliary minister to others no matter what. So he persuaded his junior brother, gave up a place, and kept his position as an apprentice.

And Zhang Jiujiu has now been treated as a chess piece by him, and now the successor of the reserve president is a master who has been roasted by fire, and internal and external troubles are now focused on this position, and he will be regarded as a substitute for the dead ghost in the future.

This is a grand plan from a few core leaders, called "Li Dai Tao Zhuang".

Although this candidate is destined to be guillotined in the future, he has really had the right to be a quasi-prince in recent years, so everyone knows that even if he is sent to death, he must push his cronies to this position.

Wang Wenhai was already ready to sacrifice his apprentice Mu Lingfeng, Mu Lingfeng was ready to repay his teacher's kindness, and even more for saving his life, knowing that he was dying, he also agreed to sacrifice himself, and he must not let his opponent get this role.

When Zhang Jiujiu appeared in front of him and verified his identity, he immediately made a decision to let all the people in his camp support Zhang Jiujiu to sit on the throne of this dying prince.

He believes that those centrists or duplicity who are otherwise indecisive will also support this young man with a special identity. After all, Zhang Jiujiu is a new face, he has not yet made a clear position of his own, and strictly speaking, he is also a member of the centrists.

In this way, Zhang Jiujiu's chances of winning may be greater than pushing his own apprentice. The struggle for power is a distribution of interests. No one wants to see someone else's camp in power. If given a choice, they would prefer to succeed with someone who has nothing to do with everyone. Because of this, at least there is a chance to reap the benefits.

Wang Wenhai also has a very thorough understanding of the relationship between the struggle between politics and people's hearts. Today's arrangement is to create a momentum for Zhang Jiujiu first.

The reason why he arranged Zhang Jiujiu's position between himself and Mu Lingfeng was that he still wanted to try his best to win over Zhang Jiujiu, so that he could use it for himself in the future. If Zhang Jiujiu really fell to the side of his opponent, it would really become a wedding dress for others.

Zhang Jiujiu is so ignorant of these twists and turns, even if he understands it to him, he will not understand. What's more, so far, no one has come to give him a point.

"Hey," Zhang Jiujiu wanted to grab Xu Zimo and ask clearly, but Xu Zimo didn't pay attention to him at all, and walked straight to his position in the audience.

Zhang Jiujiu had no choice but to bite the bullet, and under the gaze of a group of strange eyes, he walked to the seat with his name written on it.

On the second row of the rostrum, the names of each association are standing, and the names of the participants are not written, so it should be that the participants are only representatives, and there is no clear who is invited to participate, as long as it is a person from that association.

The third row of signs on the rostrum is written with the names of each province, without adding the word "representative", which is estimated to be the bigwigs of the provinces.

Although Zhang Jiujiu was a star when he was in school, he also had his own place on the court, and he also participated in some important meetings in the college, but in a scene like today, he was the first time that a big girl sat in a sedan chair.

From being separated from Xu Zimo to his own position, the distance was only more than 20 meters at most, but Zhang Jiujiu seemed to have walked to the edge of the sky, his mind was "buzzing", and the soles of his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton balls, which was really a torment.

What he didn't know was that this was just the beginning, and he had experienced more of this kind of high-profile occasion in the future, and he gradually got used to it, of course, these are all later words.

Zhang Jiujiu finally moved to his seat, Mu Lingfeng actually stood up regardless of his identity, and pulled the chair back for Zhang Jiujiu a distance of more than ten centimeters, so that Zhang Jiujiu could sit down.

Zhang Jiujiu was even more confused by the second monk, what was the situation. It is estimated that when his master sits down, he may not be so attentive, right? To be able to sit in this position on the rostrum, its status can be imagined, and to pull a chair for yourself? Zhang Jiujiu began to suspect the behavior of the master and apprentice, and he didn't know what kind of medicine they were selling in the gourd.

But since this is already the case, Zhang Jiujiu is not good at questioning on the spot, after all, that camera may still be aimed at him at any time, if he confronts Wang Wenhai on stage, he will inevitably become the focus again.

But Zhang Jiujiu will come to whatever he is afraid of. Mu Lingfeng's clearly displayed action was clearly captured by the camera and played from the huge screens on both sides of the rostrum.

There was an uproar on and off the stage, and they became even more suspicious of Zhang Jiujiu's identity. This is a matter on the rostrum, no less than the shock brought by an eight-magnitude earthquake.

Although Zhang Jiujiu guessed that the master and apprentice acted like this, it must have a deep meaning, but for the smiling faces of others, he was not easy to attack, the key was that he really didn't know how people were going to sell themselves.