Zhang Le terminated the voting process.
He felt a chill run down his spine, and slowly turned around, his face showing a hint of fear that was barely perceptible to others.
Before Zhang Le could turn his head, Jiang Qingwan had already turned her gaze back to the table.
Zhang Le saw nothing, as if nothing had happened.
However, as an outstanding superhuman who has completed so many missions, he relies on his keen intuition and will not mistake a temporary disappearance for something that never happened.
He turned his head and looked at Jiang Qingwan and Gu Ningyue, who were still in the conference room.
He suppressed his surprise, put on a polite smile, clasped his hands together, bowed, and asked, "Why did you all vote for Kangxi Yang?"
"What's wrong? Is it not allowed?" Jiang Qingwan casually looked up and met Zhang Le's gaze. Her voice was indifferent, like a mountain spring flowing over rocks, leaving nothing behind.
Zhang Le looked into Jiang Qingwan's extremely dark eyes, which were devoid of any color, yet seemed to be stared at by a black hole from the depths of the universe.
It's a dangerous situation where you get stuck and can't escape.
He forced himself to speak clearly, "Of course. But I'm a little curious, why didn't you choose a general or a lieutenant general, but instead chose a major general?"
"You have a problem with that?" Gu Ningyue was always straightforward, and she stood up abruptly from her chair.
The small metal ball in Gu Ningyue's hand was slammed onto the table, emitting a chaotic buzzing sound of squeezing and colliding.
Like Zhang Le's heart beating uncontrollably.
"Ladies, you've misunderstood," Zhang Le said, forced to use polite language, as he didn't have time to concern himself with actual age.
After saying this, Zhang Le turned around and quickly cast his vote.
Kang Xiyang, vote +1.
After casting his vote for Kang Xiyang, Zhang Le felt the atmosphere had eased considerably, no longer as tense as before.
He turned back again, his smile becoming much more genuine. "I mean, I didn't expect everyone to be so discerning, voting for Major General Kang Xiyang. Although his official rank is relatively low, in my mind, his strength and ability far surpass those of the others."
"Oh. Don't be so startled next time," Gu Ningyue said, putting away the small metal ball on the table and sitting back down in her seat.
Jiang Qingwan nodded and casually replied, "Yes. Choose Kangxi Yang."
Tang Guo was prepared to break up the fight.
Seeing that no one intended to argue, he quietly put away the alarm and help button in his hand.
“It’s an open election. Everyone can vote for whomever they want,” Tang Guo said, looking at the names of several people on the voting screen.
"I'm done voting. I'm going to the mission hall to grab a mission. Goodbye." Zhang Le quickly scanned the people in the voting hall, not daring to make eye contact with Jiang Qingwan again. He walked out of the voting hall with great speed.
Actually, he originally didn't want to choose Kang Xiyang.
Because just as famous as Kangxi Yang's abilities were the beautiful women surrounding him.
Including his childhood sweetheart whom he had a crush on since he was a child, but who he never dared to confess to.
Zhang Le pinched the web between the thumb and index finger of his left hand hard, inwardly criticizing and reflecting: Next time, I must not be a fence-sitter, but firmly believe in my own convictions.
As soon as this thought came to mind, another thought popped into my head: I shouldn't be a fence-sitter; I was almost riddled with bullets by everyone's stares just now!
A mere glance can be so powerful. If someone were to trip me up even slightly in the future, given how chaotic the world is, I wouldn't even know how I died.
Never mind. In any case, Kang Xiyang's abilities are indeed evident to all.
Besides, if my childhood sweetheart likes it, then I'll just consider it as making my little childhood sweetheart happy!
Zhang Le comforted himself indirectly, successfully making himself feel better, and went to accept the task with a smile.
"Hey Zhang Le, why are you laughing so happily? What have you been up to?" Zhang Le's teammates noticed the smile on his face.
“Vote, vote for the base leaders,” Zhang Le said, pointing to the notice board at the entrance.
"Look at my eyesight, I didn't even see that huge notice board. I'll join in the fun and vote too." Zhang Le's teammate rubbed his eyes, looked at the arrow on the ground, and followed the sign to the polling station.
"Hey. Everyone else chose Kangxi Yang, but I'm the kind of person who doesn't like to follow the crowd. I chose Anxin, alphabetical order, that's how authoritative it is!" Zhang Le's teammate adjusted his bangs and manually combed his hair into a slicked-back style.
Zhang Le's teammates acted extremely quickly; they finished speaking and voting at the same time.
Kangxi Yang no longer receives 100% of the vote.
Jiang Qingwan looked at the carefree, silly, and burly man and labeled him as a "fool".
However, based on her brief observation this morning, it seems that no one has organized a large-scale campaign.
That's quite interesting.
I don't know if they really don't have any, or if they're planning to block the final voting stage.
However, none of this concerns her; it's Kang Xiyang's business.
She's just here for the fun of it.
She voted for him, and also gave Gu Ningyue a bonus vote, which was already more than enough to fulfill her mission.
"Let's go. Go home first, then we'll check the west direction later," Jiang Qingwan nudged Gu Ningyue with her elbow.
"See you later," Gu Ningyue waved to Tang Guo.
"Goodbye," Jiang Qingwan said politely, waving goodbye.
Tang Guo escorted the two to the entrance of the polling station, waving warmly and friendly: "Goodbye. Let's do missions together sometime!"
As they passed each other, Jiang Qingwan suddenly smelled a strange, sweet fragrance emanating from Tang Guo.
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