"Hmph, I am worthy of being the premier. I am the finale of the game." Candidate King said sarcastically. Anyway, he didn't have any expectations for this election.

Sun Song didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in this sentence. He was just a small character, so he didn't have to worry more. He smiled with a modest look on his face, "Sorry, sorry, there are a lot of things in the association. I've dealt with the remaining little bit yesterday before coming here. Haven't I missed the time?"

In one sentence, it directly slapped the two candidates in the face. Everyone came to compete for the president of the association. What does it mean to be here to blatantly talk about handling the affairs of the association?

"No, the time is just right. President Sun, please take your seat quickly." Zou Zhensheng covered his phone aside and stood up and said.

Sun Song was very satisfied with his actions. He was originally worried that Zou Zhensheng would have problems with his vote, but he didn't expect that this person would be much more honest these days. It seems that he has seen the form clearly and is a hero.

After all, those who were transferred from outside can compare to themselves who have been operating in Sichuan for several years?

"Today is a good day, and even President Feng has come. Speaking of which, so many years have passed, President Feng hasn't given up yet?" After sitting down, Sun Song patted the dust that did not exist on his sleeve, glanced at Feng Xinlu, who was participating in the candidate on his right hand, and said.

Feng Xinlu looked at his artificial appearance and snorted coldly, "You are the president of the Sichuan Antiques Association. It's really a waste of money. It's not a show in a few years."

Sun Song was not angry when he heard this, but laughed more and more happily, "How could President Feng be as good as President Feng? He has performed the antiques in Qingcheng in just a few years. But, even if you have the ability, so what? I have told you a long time ago that you can't be a food for your life. Look, a few years ago, didn't you compete with me?"

Feng Xinlu was angry. If he hadn't had no money or power at the beginning, he wouldn't have lost the place in Sichuan.

"Now, I have been operating in Sichuan for so many years. Do you still expect to compete this time? I advise President Feng to abstain from the right time, otherwise the result will come out later. If it is worse than the last time, it will be more shameful, right?"

Feng Xin bit his teeth and said, yes! He could not compare with his family property from the beginning, not to mention that Sun Song had been in Sichuan for so many years, but who knew how many benefits he had secretly collected?

But at least he still has the achievements written there!

Even if he can't compare, he will also compare!

"It's a pity that President Feng has finally achieved the opportunity to make a result. It's not good to choose where to choose, but I just want to choose Sichuan City. I wasted a chance." Looking at the man with a more pale complexion, Sun Song laughed.

"Since everyone has arrived, we will select the next president of the Sichuan Antique Association today. I have explained the rules in detail just now." Zou Zhensheng pointed to a ballot box in front of the three candidates.

"This time, including the incoming President Sun, there are three candidates. The specific information is in the hands of all voters. Below, please make a choice and vote the votes in your hands for the selected candidates."

Look at me, I look at you. In private, the election of the president of the Antiques Association is not that strict, and it is not a presidential election. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Most of the people sitting here have established a good relationship and clearly marked the price. The so-called election is just a formality.
Chapter completed!