As for Wei Yong, the speech was also very emotional, more incendiary, and Wei Yong's ideas were relatively neutral, both Zhao Yong's development of business, and Zhou Liping's support for the new generation.

The ability is also very good, after all, as a candidate, if you don't have the ability, you would have been brushed down a long time ago, but it was bad luck to meet the tough-armed Zhao Yong and the deep-rooted Zhou Liping.

Wei Yong himself knew that he was a runner, and he didn't have any chances at his age, so he just wanted to leave some good impressions on the people of Ancheng.

"This Anliang, why haven't you come yet."

Zhuge Yier wore a white casual suit today, with short silver-white hair that was very conspicuous, plus he looked a little handsome, and there were always beautiful women running over to ask him for WeChat on the road.

Since he went on a few missions with Yishi Pavilion, he can be regarded as knowing who people are talking about stupidly money, so he dealt with a small wandering soul once, and he got more than 20,000 wages.

However, although he entered the society very early, has done all kinds of work, and has a bit of a charlatan, he also has some meat jokes on his lips on weekdays, but he is not very interested in those girls, women, and eldest sisters who want his WeChat.

is very good to An Liang, on the one hand, An Liang is the son of their Zhuge family, as the heir of the Zhuge family, he is naturally convinced, on the other hand, An Liang himself always has a feeling of being close, and he is very comfortable to get along with.

"Don't worry, I know that stinky boy, he told me about this election a long time ago, and he won't come back, it's probably a traffic jam."

Throwing a chocolate bean into his mouth, Yue Lin crossed Erlang's legs and admired 36D, and said casually.

"Eh, don't say it, these chocolate beans are quite delicious, one, two, three, where did you get them."

Yue Lin thought that Zhuge Yier's name was very troublesome, so he simply called one, two, and three, and said at this time with a plate of smooth peanut-sized chocolate beans on the table next to him.

Zhuge glanced at Yue Lin with a slightly unnatural expression, as if he was holding back a smile, and pointed to Wen Yuan's old man beside him.

Yue Lin looked at Wen Yuan Lao Dao on the other side of Zhuge Yi Er, and found that the old man's face was also very exciting, and his eyes had been lingering on several girls who were dressed in cool and cute clothes not far away.

But when Yue Lin saw Wen Yuan's old way's next operation, his face instantly darkened, and he was angry and blew his beard and stared, and he was about to rush over and fight with Wen Yuan.

Zhuge Yier had already seen that Daoist Wenyuan liked to eat chocolate sandwich biscuits for receiving guests, but he didn't like to eat chocolate.

So after a biscuit was stuffed into his mouth, he had to spit out the chocolate filling in the middle, and spit it out on the plate on the side, wanting Zhuge to throw it away.

And Zhuge Yier looked at the fact that there was no trash can nearby, like waiting for the last place to throw it away, so he kept it on the table, who knew that it was taken by Yue Lin and eaten.

"You old bull-nosed thing, I fought with you !!"

I saw that Yue Linqi's eyebrows were about to fly, and as soon as he sat on Wen Yuan's body, the two immediately scuffled together, instantly attracting many people around to watch the excitement.

Yue Lin and the others sat in the VIP seats, and the onlookers outside had never seen those who claimed to be elites fighting, and immediately leaned on the railing next to them and watched.

It looks like watching a blockbuster movie in a movie theater, watching two middle-aged and elderly people scuffling together, pulling each other's beards and pulling their hair.

"Beer, drinks, peanuts are sold in the front row!"

"I'll bet on the older one to win!"

"Then I'll bet on another win, how old is that old man... Eh, that old man is very familiar, it seems to be... The Taoist priest of the southern part of the city!! ”

"it!! Really!! ”

Anyway, it is not a big deal to watch the excitement around, and Zhuge Yier is not worried that they will be broken, so he moved a stool and sat next to him, and the province affected himself.

Yue Lin and Daoist Wen Yuan are both senior warlocks with different titles, and their physical fitness is naturally better than ordinary people, and they didn't use spells, so they pulled their hair and pulled out their beards, which was no big deal at all.

And the bodyguards on the side also looked stupid, this audience is a VIP seat, and they are all Anseong elites with tickets in their hands, although they want to laugh when they see these two people fighting, they really can't connect with the elite, but after all, they are sitting in the VIP seat, and they don't dare to mess with it.

The most important thing is that they also want to see the excitement, and the two old men are fighting and pulling their hair, which is really funny...

In the end, he felt empty and used his fat belly to push the two of them apart, which was the two who were scuffling together.

Two people who are more than a hundred years old, like two little children, sitting on a chair with a blue nose and swollen face, Yue Lin is huffing, eating a plate of saliva from the old way of the cow.

And Wen Yuan's old man, he was even more foggy and bruised, he didn't know what Yue Lin was crazy about in the end, and he would give himself a butt when he came up, but he was not easy to mess with.

I think that at the beginning, he was the leader of Causeway Lane in the south of Ancheng City, but he just entered the Dao Gate and restrained a little, but no one thought that he was easy to bully.

One person had a handful of hair in his hand, and he was angry, no matter where the stage went, if it weren't for Zhuge Yier and Juekong blocking, it was estimated that they would have twisted together again.

"The election meeting begins, please go to the stage and vote in order, every vote in your hand is related to the future direction of Anseong, I hope you will choose carefully!!"

The host in charge of the opening came to the stage, and as he announced the start of voting, the railing on the stage of Zhao Yong and the three slowly descended, and a red carpet slowly rolled out from the dark compartment under the stage, all the way to the front of the VIP seats.

The election voting method is not anonymous and completely transparent, and the votes in their hands are directly cast into the box of the person they support, although out of embarrassment, Zhao Yong and the three of them sat at a distance from the ballot box, but it is clear who voted for them.

"Residents' representatives are invited to come up and vote!"

The host read the VIP list in his hand, and saw the two rows of people in the front of the VIP seat, slowly got up, sorted out their outfits, and slowly walked to the front of the stage in order.

voted the votes in his hand into the ballot box, and each vote was cast in his own box, and Zhao Yong, Zhou Liping, and Wei Yong all nodded in response.

The number of votes of the resident representatives is almost the same as Zhao Yong's estimate, and it is basically average, even if there is some deviation, the difference is not much.

The current number of votes, Zhao Yong calculated, he got about ten votes, Zhou Liping not far away was not far away from him, and Wei Yong also got seven or eight votes.

"Next, please invite the representatives of the major groups to the stage!"