Chapter 275 Voting

There is a saying that the power of death still exists. Lin Haifeng died just a few hours ago. Although some people, for some reasons, immediately couldn't wait to elect the next commander-in-chief of Yanjing, but these emotions of respect and admiration are not These things can subside in a short time, but will reach a certain peak at the beginning of death.

Just like now.

Hearing that Lin Haifeng had made a will, Kaxiu stopped talking. He just took the will from Fran's hand, opened it and identified the handwriting and seal in detail. After a long while, he handed the will to Qin Tian.

"Since it is the commander-in-chief's will, I have nothing to say..."

Of the people at this table, Kaxiu may be the only one who doesn't have that much of a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

Qin Tian also took the will and looked at it in detail. Then his eyes showed contemplation. After a while, he handed the will to Fang Bai.

"Seconded……"

Lin Tianxue's son can be the commander-in-chief of Yanjing... It seems to be okay...

In fact, to Qin Tian, ​​it doesn't matter who is the commander-in-chief. He is still the fourth sequence - now he is the third sequence. The reason why Yanjing's military responsibility has been mentioned so much is just because of personal feelings.

When it comes to personal emotions, Qin Tian can be said to be the richest person here.

Fang Bai took the will and looked at it carefully. After a long while, he closed his eyes and spoke.

"I object!"

"I still propose that Lin Que be the commander-in-chief of Yanjing. The identity problem can be solved. If we are not strong in government affairs, what about us old people? The most important thing is that Lin Que has pure blood. I didn't know that my father made this will. What is the purpose, but I still think Lin Que is better than my son as commander-in-chief."

"I agree with my father's will."

After reading the will, Lin Tianxue expressed his true thoughts.

Fang Yuqiong took the will and said nothing, but handed it to Lin Que.

Lin Que glanced at the will for a few times, and his eyes turned red again. He took two strong breaths, and after a long while, he sighed and said.

"Since it is grandpa's will, there is no reason for me not to abide by it. I agree with my brother to serve as the commander-in-chief of Yanjing."

In fact, whether Lin Que wants to be the commander-in-chief... this is really a matter of two opinions.

However, Fang Bai's veto still brought the proposal to a deadlock until Fran took over the hosting duties again.

"Let's do this...vote. Lin Que and Fang Yuqiong are the two candidates. Everyone here has the right to vote!"

The people present here are not just the people at this table, but all the senior officials of Yanjing in the entire restaurant.

"Master Wenyu, please help me make a black box."

After hearing this, Wen Yu immediately waved his hand to condense the dark energy, which gathered into a square black box. Then, Wen Yu picked up a napkin, and in full view of everyone, he wrote down on the paper "Wen Yu" "Yu" two big characters.

It was just a joke, but in fact no one took it seriously...

Then, the waiter took the black box and the "anonymous" voting session began...

…

I said it was anonymous...of course I was joking...

The black box was made by Wen Yu. Wen Yu naturally knew who wrote whom. The number of votes cast by each person had feedback from Wen Yu, and this feedback was transmitted to Fran's ears by Wen Yu. .

Fran's face was expressionless, but deep down in his heart, he had already begun to screen out who was the undercover agent of the God - the level would not be too high. At the very least, certain sequences of Fran, Ka Xiu, Qin Tian and Yan Jing would not be The gods instigated the rebellion, but that may not be the case for the strong men who joined later.

What’s funny is that actually three people actually wrote down Wen Yu’s name—at first glance, they looked like Wen Yu’s little fans…

After a while, when the voting ended, the waiter put the black box into Wen Yu's hands, and Wen Yu began to count the votes.

"Wenyu, four votes... Well, I cast one vote myself, and there are three votes left... Tsk, tsk, how about you think about it and let me be your commander-in-chief? I always feel that this seems good..."

Wen Yu's speech aroused a burst of good-natured laughter - although what Wen Yu said was not funny, you still have to tell who told the joke, right?

"Okay, I'm not kidding you anymore...these four votes are invalid!"

After speaking, Wen Yu neatly turned the four votes in his hand into ashes.

"Fang Bai, 103 votes!"

About one-tenth of the vote - even if Fang Bai made it clear that he didn't want to be the commander-in-chief, some people didn't think so, and his prestige was still high enough.

"Fran, 13 votes!"

Old Man Fran's silent dedication was also noticed by everyone. However, when it comes to the next commander of Yanjing, the blood relationship is really a big issue - plus Lin Que, Fang Yuqiong, and Fang Bai, none of them can be helped. The kind that got up, no matter how hard it was, Old Fran couldn't get his turn.

I’ve never heard of a butler becoming a great master...

"Ka Xiu, 2 votes, Huo, you are worse off than me... void and void!"

"Qin Tian, ​​3 votes, okay, I did two, this one is invalid!"

This is equivalent to abandoning the vote - the five people writing about Qin Tian and Kaxiu are also their old subordinates and die-hard loyal ones.

"Lin Tianxue...98 votes."

Even though Xiaoxue has been detained for more than ten years, there are still people in Yanjing who remember the name of Ms. Tianxue. Lin Tianxue used to be Yanjing's charity ambassador and often went to school to visit the children, which really impressed Lin Que and his generation. There is some sense of presence.

Many of those who voted for Lin Tianxue were the new generation of Yanjing - but this number of votes would not affect the overall situation.

"Lin Que... 376 votes."

This number of votes, nearly one-third... most of them were cast by some pro-war factions, so the result is obvious.

"Fang Yuqiong, 458 votes!"

The voting is over!

Lin Haifeng's will must have played a big role, but the God's hidden man also played a small role - based on the performance, Fran has now determined that there are about a dozen people who are definitely God's hidden man.

The number is not large, and it is impossible to be too many, but under the operation of these hidden men, many Yanjing high-level officials have been persuaded to choose Fang Yuqiong, and all of them can contribute about a hundred votes.

Not too much, not too little, but it can indeed affect the overall situation.

...

"Then, the voting is over."

After Fran announced the end, there was a noisy discussion in the venue - anyone with a discerning eye could see that there were many people who were not convinced!

Fang Yuqiong's escape without a fight in the eighth-level magic tide really reduced her impression points!

It was not until Fran said "quiet" three times that the discussion in the meeting room was barely calmed down, and then Fran spoke.

"Then this matter is settled..."

The discussion started again, but a sudden cough dispelled the debate.

After the cough, Wen Yu put down his bowl and chopsticks and spoke slowly.

"Let me say a few words..."