"Really?" Jun Xiaoyan raised his rebellious chin and stared at the party representative of Nanyun Prefecture, smiling rather than laughing.
What he wants is an absolute answer.
"Yes! Nanyun state will not vote for nanmuyuan Nanyun state party representative firmly patted the shoulder of the party whip adult, 120000 guarantee.
The waiter brought the party representative champagne.
"OK, I see." Jun Xiaoyan lip angle special color blurred, and South Cloud State Party Representative touched a cup, spirited drink a sip of champagne.
Next to Jun Xiaoyan, another state representative also held up the champagne and called out in the lounge for the final mobilization before the election.
"Mr. Dang Bian, our southern states support you and follow your example. In today's election of the National Party Congress, he will surely be defeated and return home!"
After he finished speaking, Qi Qi, the other state representatives who supported Jun Xiaoyan, raised his champagne in his hand and swore to support Jun Xiaoyan in succession.
"The party whip will win!"
"The party whip is bound to win the general election next year and become the 49th president of the Far East!"
Of course, Jun Xiaoyan thought, sipping the champagne with thin lips.
As long as the votes of the five southern states are not voted for nanmuyuan, his junxiaoyan will have a good chance of winning. There is no presidential candidate comparable to him on the party side. He will become the next president in the near future.
Men's beautiful Phoenix eyes, dyed with boundless black, black awn brewing invisible storm.
Today, it has taken 21 years, from the ghost figure who wears the mask of "Lord siduolin" all day long to the politician who can stand under the sun and the three color national flag to swear. It is really not easy.
What a magical reincarnation of fate.
Only those who have experienced it can understand the meaning of reincarnation.
No one knows what he went through. Even min Huixian, last night was just close to the truth.
Min Huixian also only dug the tip of the iceberg of all his sins.
The huge black ice is still buried deep in the dark, and no one knows it. Even Yan Zhongzhe, who saw him climb out of the tomb, has never really understood his true face.
At the moment, surrounded by his people, the applause is so beautiful.
It felt good to be surrounded by state representatives, countless staff and officials, compared to the 21 years of masked life that had been dark.
As long as he became the president of the Far East, he said that he would no longer need the skull mask of Lord siduolin. He would write history one by one.
"Mr. party whip, the Party Congress will be held in ten minutes. Please prepare yourself and everyone."
A beautiful female receptionist knocked on the door to announce the news, staring at Jun Xiaoyan with autumn water in her eyes.
Jun Xiaoyan's staff came forward to do the final arrangement for the man, ready to enter.
A new starting point of milestone is about to begin.
Push open the door of the congress hall, a political stage of the heyday is in front of you. Dozens of people gathered around this charming man and walked into the huge congress hall.
All the delegates who had been present stood up, clapped for Jun Xiaoyan, and shook hands with him one after another.
Men step by step to the rostrum. On the high rostrum, there are large landing screens on both sides. Later, the large screen will transmit satellite images synchronously in real time.
The leaders of the socialist party in each of the fifty-two states in the Far East, together with the fifty-two state representatives present at the scene, will jointly announce who the candidates in each state vote for.
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