How many girls her age can do this?

Even from Tang Moshen's point of view, she is already good enough!

"It's not enough!" Pei Yun chuckled and leaned his face against his chest, "Who called my man the president!" ”

In three days, the elections will be completed.

Needless to say, Tang Moshen's support rate is self-explanatory, Pei Yunqing believes that he will definitely succeed.

For her, this is pressure, but also motivation.

She only has to work harder, be better, and be stronger...... can proudly stand beside him, stand at the top of power, and look down on the world.

……

……

Three days later.

Monday.

After careful preparations, more than 50 polling stations across the country were officially launched.

At eight o'clock, before the polling stations opened, there was already a long queue outside the doors.

After a few months of elections, everyone is watching this day, from young people who have just had their ballots to old people who are white, every voter is a little excited.

At the end of November, the weather was already cold in winter, especially in the north, where heavy snow had already fallen.

However, this did not affect people's enthusiasm for voting.

Television stations and media reporters from all over the country also rushed to the polling places to interview these people who were ready to vote.

Major TV stations, major websites, Weibo ...... All kinds of media are paying attention to this big event.

From south to north, from east to west, everyone is waiting, waiting for the election to begin, waiting for the results of the votes, waiting for the final result.

Of course, the most nervous of all are the candidates and their election teams.

After months of hard work, we will see it today.

One president, two vice presidents, who is the winner?

Everyone is looking forward to it.

As one of the candidates, Ye Qiusheng is naturally no exception.

Even, he didn't fall asleep at all last night, came to the study early in the morning, staring at the computer screen.

The servant brought breakfast in, but he didn't look at it.

The assistant sent him the documents he needed to annotate, and he ignored them.

It wasn't until his subordinates reminded him that there would be a while before Ye Qiusheng came back from his trance, raised his hand to straighten out the white short, and walked out of the study.

In the corridor, Ye Tianzhi was standing.

Yesterday afternoon, he had just taken off the plaster on his leg, and when he saw his father, Ye Tianzhi pursed his lips and walked forward slowly.

The father and son looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

Everyone knows in their hearts that unless there is a miracle, there will never be a surprise.

Even, Ye Qiusheng was secretly doubting whether he could become vice president.

After all, these days, there have been too many things, from Ye Tianzhi to Gu Xipan to Lin Li and Ye Tianqing, his original high popularity has just been tossed around, and he has already been passed by those latecomers.

Ignoring his son, Ye Qiusheng turned around and went upstairs, got in the car, and rushed to the presidential palace for a meeting.

The car had just turned into the gate of the presidential palace when he happened to see a convoy in front of him parked under the steps, and Ye Qiusheng's driver had to stop the car.

Through the car window, seeing Tang Moshen coming out of the car, Ye Qiusheng secretly gritted his teeth.

Even stopping a car has to be held down by the other party, is this the will of God?

Hum!

He doesn't believe in this evil!

Pushing the car door, Ye Qiusheng strode up the steps, walked quickly, and rushed into the hall before Tang Moshen walked into the door.

The steps were too fast, and the marble in the hall was freshly processed and a little slippery, and he shook his body and fell heavily on the stone face of the hall.